"That's it!" While Chang Le was shocked, Weiyang Che blinked his eyes and said with sudden realization, "I understand, it turns out that there is no soul in Xiao Qi's body. This is a trick of the Jiao King's envoy. Xiao Qi
The appearance of Qi is different from that of ordinary dragons. It turns out that his physical body is the body of the Jiao King, and the soul of the Jiao King has always been in the tomb."
"Changle, no matter what, I believe in your choice. If you want to become stronger, go up."
There was no doubt on Wei Yangche's face. His false identity was the Holy Son of the Dark Illusion Palace, so he knew everything about it.
This Tomb of the Dragon King has always been what the forces of the Dark Illusion Palace want most, because as long as they control the Jiao King, the Dark Illusion Palace is equivalent to having an extra left arm.
If he obtains the ** skill again, the Dark Holy Emperor will be so powerful that he can reach the level of a god from outside the world.
Changle's eyes widened in shock. She didn't expect that her blood would have such powerful power to open this box.
She still looked at Wei Yangche in disbelief, "Xiaoqi said that I am a descendant of Nuwa. Is this a big joke?"
Wei Yangche tilted his head slightly and looked at her with a faint smile, "Actually, it has nothing to do with Nuwa. You have the blood of the ancient summoner in your body. It is said that the saint summoner is a descendant of Nuwa.
But these are all rumors, and it is not certain whether there is Nuwa in the world. In order to deify the power of the ancient summoner, later generations gradually passed people with the power of the ancient summoner as descendants of Nuwa, so don’t worry about this."
Chang Le said oh, that’s it.
Like Xiao Qi, she belongs to the side branch.
But it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter if he has side branches or not, as long as he becomes strong and powerful, everything else is just a cloud.
She doesn't care about the consequences of letting King Jiao come out now. In short, she only wants to become stronger now.
Thinking of Feng Cang who was chasing after her, and her powerful Holy Emperor of the Dark Illusion Palace, she had so many backers.
Although she has Chu Wuyou, she has no family to back her up, so she has to rely on herself.
No need to think about it, strengthening your strength is the way to go.
After Chang Le finished speaking, she lifted up her skirt slightly and walked coldly to the magic box. She gritted her teeth and pointed her finger at her jade sword.
With just a slight touch, a stream of blood flowed from her finger, and she quickly dripped it on the magic box.
At this time, the black bead in the magic box slowly became quiet. It floated gently inside, and an extremely deep male voice emerged, "I am destined to be with you, and now with your blood, I swear that you
I have made a contract, and we will live and die together from now on, and we will stay with you for the rest of our lives!"
After the man finished speaking very coldly, the blood slowly dripped into the box and seeped into the black beads.
Yang Che's pupils widened after seeing this scene, and he looked at Chang Le in disbelief, "This Jiao King has always been very domineering. He is the king of the Jiao Dragon Realm. He doesn't even look down on the Dragon King, and no one can look down on him.
He would actually surrender to you willingly?"
Not only was Weiyang Che confused, but Chang Le himself was also confused. Could it be because of Xiao Qi? That's why the Jiao King particularly appreciated her?
With this Jiao King's temper, if he is so powerful, how could he follow her all his life?
"No need to guess. It's not that I am willing to surrender to her, but that she is lucky." Just as he finished speaking, the black bead snorted coldly, with a thick echo in his voice. Changle and Weiyang heard this