Ling Luo grabbed another thirty-year-old Purple Ninth Grass, threw it into the flames, and refined it using the same method, and another lavender droplet emerged.
Then there was a cleansing flower, a pinch of cold snow soil, and a second-level wood element magic crystal core, which were each calcined into three liquids the size of longan, which were bright red, earthy yellow, and emerald green.
The five droplets were crystal clear, with a hot stream of light on their surface, slowly rotating around Ling Luo's body.
Fusing the five liquids together, extracting their essence and removing their dross is the most critical part of the entire medicine refining process.
The ability of this body was really poor. There was faint sweat on Ling Luo's forehead. Even if he borrowed the flames of the cheap dragon, it was still extremely difficult.
Can not give up!
You must refine the marrow cleansing liquid that can be promoted quickly!!
Ling Luo stretched out his hands and formed a seal in mid-air. The black extreme fire formed a complex six-pointed star pattern.
She muttered silently, then suddenly opened her eyes and yelled: "Come into my formation!"
The five crystal clear spiritual liquids seemed to be alive. They followed Ling Luo's orders and entered the black formation eyes, spinning rapidly, and then gradually condensed into one body at the center.
Ling Luo controlled the fire with both hands, sending a steady stream of extreme fire into the formation's eyes. However, her body began to shake, her vision began to blur, and the sweat on her face continued to drip to the ground like broken beads.
"That's enough!" Jianlong's voice sounded unexpectedly majestic at this moment, "Xiaoluo, you are already seriously overdrawn, stop it!"
No, you can't stop, there's still a little bit left, as long as you hold on for one more cup of tea, the fusion will be completed.
How could this body be so weak? It was just a low-level marrow-cleansing liquid, but it could not hold on and wanted to faint.
She is unwilling to give in, really unwilling to give in!
Ling Luo frowned, gritted his teeth, used all his strength, and suddenly activated the fire, and the black extreme fire in the alchemy fire array became strong again.
"In this case, if you increase the firepower, do you want to die?!" The cheap dragon's voice turned into rage.
"I won't die!" Ling Luo roared fiercely. Although his voice was very weak, his momentum was definitely not inferior to that of Jianlong. "Before those who want me to die die, I will not die no matter what."
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Suddenly, a golden and extremely complex contract array lit up around Ling Luo's body, shining with the light of glory.
In the fire-sealing bead, a soul-like beast soul that was more than a thousand feet slowly rose, exploding with unparalleled and shocking power.
Above Ling Luo's house, the wind was strong, the clouds were rolling, and golden light shot out from Ling Luo's house and shot straight into the sky.
At the same time, an extremely deep, extremely majestic voice, full of heaven-destroying power, sounded in Ling Luo's mind.
"Ling Luo, from now on my sword will be with you, and your destiny will coexist with me. Here, the contract is completed."
Suddenly, the golden contract formation slowly rose up and condensed into a palm-sized form, carrying the endless dragon aura from ancient times and imprinting it on the depths of Ling Luo's soul.
A dragon's roar that echoed through the sky echoed over the entire Yingyang City, and a name emerged in Ling Luo's heart - Prison.
is his name.
Was it just that cheap dragon?
Did he take the initiative to conclude a contract with himself?
An ancient extreme fire dragon, an absolute powerhouse who stood at the top of the dragon clan, actually entered into a contract with her, a human loser who was a first-level warrior?