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Chapter 4763 Ying Long Appears

Could it be that the soul of the prehistoric Yinglong is sealed in this vase?

Shen Lang's heart was palpitating and he said: "Two sisters, please stay where you are for now, while I go to pay a visit to that senior!"

After saying that, Shen Lang sealed part of the glazed heart fire in Fairy Qiongxiao's body, then stood up and walked towards the high platform in the center of the altar.

"Brother Shen, be careful!"

Fairy Bixiao shouted a reminder, always feeling a little uneasy in her heart.

Shen Lang had no choice. The altar seemed to be a shelter, but there was no restriction at all. Wu Wenhua could break in at any time.

For the current plan, we can only seek the blessing of the ancient Yinglong.

Not long after, Shen Lang arrived at the center of the altar and climbed onto the circular platform.

There was a golden treasure vase placed on the high platform, and a strange energy wave surged from the mouth of the bottle.

"Junior Shen Lang, pay homage to senior and thank him for his life-saving grace!"

Shen Lang held his breath and concentrated, and bowed deeply towards the golden vase in front of him.

Sure enough, when Shen Lang bowed like this, the treasure bottle actually responded, and a brilliant green light surged from the mouth of the bottle.

Immediately afterwards.

"You, please take a step forward!"

A deep and majestic voice echoed above the altar, seeming to be talking to Shen Lang.

Shen Lang was shocked. This was the voice of the ancient Yinglong from before.

He didn't think too much and took a step forward, only a short distance away from the vase.

"I am sealed in this 'Dragon Soul Bottle'. Please pick up this bottle and I will guide you on what to do next."

The voice of Honghuang Yinglong came to Shen Lang's ears again.

"Okay! Please listen to your senior's instructions."

Shen Lang's heart was surging, and he immediately picked up the golden vase on the high platform.

However, at this moment.

The mouth of the golden vase suddenly lit up, swallowing up Shen Lang's soul power like a violent storm.

Shen Lang rolled up bursts of blood and was sucked away by the golden vase. The soul power in his body was swallowed up by the vase like a wave, and his whole body twitched and trembled!

"ah!!!"

The huge pain caused Shen Lang's face to twist ferociously, and he tried his best to hold the vase, but the golden vase actually tightly sucked his right hand, and Shen Lang's body could not even muster any strength to resist.

"Brother Shen, what's wrong with you?"

Hearing Shen Lang's screams, Fairy Bixiao's beauty turned pale.

"No, let's go take a look quickly!"

Fairy Qiong Xiao's expression changed greatly, and she immediately stood up from her meditation, dragging her injured body that had not yet recovered, and rushed towards Shen Lang's direction.

In just a few breaths, Shen Lang's own soul power was absorbed by the treasure bottle, and he collapsed on the high platform, exhausted.

Even if he has practiced the Blood Shadow Magic Art, no matter how full his soul power is, he can't withstand this intensity of devouring!

“Bang bang bang!”

After the treasure bottle absorbed Shen Lang's soul power, the green light surging between the mouth of the bottle became more intense.

Shen Lang gritted his teeth and twitched all over. The golden vase was still devouring and absorbing the remaining soul power in his body.

My soul power has been exhausted. If I continue to suck it in like this, I am afraid that my life force will be sucked away.

Shen Lang's eyes were about to burst, and he screamed at the top of his lungs: "Senior, please show mercy!!!"

"Don't panic, I'm just lending you your soul power."

A majestic voice came from the vase, and then a brilliant green light erupted from the bottle mouth. A Yinglong with wings on its back emerged from the green light, floating in mid-air above the high platform.

I saw that Yinglong's whole body was covered with blue dragon scales, as bright as spar, the dragon's head was extremely ferocious but not without a noble aura, its dark golden pupils were as bright as stars, and the dragon's body was slowly swinging, exquisite and gorgeous.

This spirit of the prehistoric dragon is less than a hundred feet long, but it gives people a vast and majestic aura, which makes people feel awe and involuntarily feel a sense of surrender!


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