Dragon flames are more terrifying than dragon breath, and the heat is more violent.
The effect of the power of green water is consumed rapidly, and the soul source dust is instantly ignited.
Silks of black smoke emerged from Soul Source Chen's body, like burning materials containing impurities. When burned, the impurities turned into thick black smoke.
"It turns out that he is a stowaway who came out of a filthy land. If he comes in front of us, just surrender and capture him." The leader of the golden dragon swung its tail, and then called on the brothers to spray him together.
Nine dragons and nine blazing flames are attacking the source of the soul crazily.
Li Feng's body turned into ashes in the blink of an eye, leaving Yuan Chen completely exposed.
"I'm going to implicate you." Yuan Chen showed no signs of panic as he walked towards the formation step by step.
The majestic black smoke rose from Yuan Chen's soul. Yuan Chen was like a moving chimney, making the entire palace pitch black.
"Ahem, cough..." The nine dragons also felt something was wrong at the same time. This boy seemed unusual. The black smoke covering his body was so thick that it was like the source of trouble and could not burn away the filthy air.
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Yuan Chen himself was surprised. Originally, he was ready to fight, but the rising black smoke actually actively resisted the dragon flames.
It made him feel less uncomfortable than at first.
However, Yuan Chen still walked to the center of the formation.
The place supported by Kowloon must have hidden treasures.
Yuan Chen's body was filled with black smoke, and the dragon's flames were like gangrene attached to his bones, burning his soul.
"Hey, there is actually a mechanism here." Yuan Chen's eyes lit up, and he immediately squatted down and started to crack the mechanism.
"You bastard stowaway, you dare to break the main formation method. You deserve to die. Your crime is unforgivable!"
Yuan Chen ignored the noise of the group of dragons and began to decipher the formation with great interest. In front of him, there were complex runes flowing, as if they were alive.
"It turns out that the formation can still be used like this." Yuan Chen gradually immersed himself in it. If the formation can have a spirit, then every rune and every formation mark has a spirit.
It's like when you first understand a person, you only know that this person is alive and has a spirit, but you don't know that all the internal organs of this person have spirits. Of course, in Yuan Chen's eyes, all the internal organs live in them.
A god.
If such gods were knocked down to the mortal world, they would just be the spirits originating from the internal organs of the mortal world.
In a certain dimension, in a certain space, there is a little boy dressed in bright red blood clothes. The blood clothes look like they are about to bleed.
Originally, the little boy's body was still emitting layers of blood-colored light, but at a certain moment, all the blood-colored light around him disappeared. Yes, it did not disappear, but disappeared.
The little boy was originally sleeping, but now he woke up, felt the changes all over his body, and immediately jumped up excitedly.
He hurriedly rushed out of his own divine door, and then went to the divine door next door. Then the sound of "dong dong dong" spread, and the other divine doors opened.
Only the door I knocked on didn't open.
"Stop knocking. It's disturbing people's dreams, and crow's feet are about to appear. You are a naughty little naughty kid who really can't live without adults. If anything happens, come to him." The speaker was an enchanting woman. She leaned in front of the door and knocked.
He yawned, couldn't open his eyes, and was obviously still half-awake.
The little boy bared his teeth at the woman, then tilted his head and knocked on the door, the joy in his heart still not disappearing.
"Little cutie, what are you so excited about? Could it be that you met a noble person in your dream? Do you have a way to leave this place?" A woman came out. She was dressed in green clothes and gently rolled up her black silk stockings.
curious.
The little boy hummed twice in response to the woman, and then knocked on the door.
More people came out of the door, but still no one opened the door.
The little boy suddenly realized something. He stopped knocking on the door and his head slowly fell down. He was about to put his head on the door and cry.
When he was kicked out by the man, he didn't cry because he knew it was for his own good.
And he can still see him, but now, he has improved and has the possibility to go out, but the man is staying behind closed doors.
He is very worried about his safety now, and he is afraid that he will sacrifice himself to fulfill him.
But the next moment, the door opened.
The little boy in blood-clothed clothes accidentally fell into the arms of the young man in blood-clothed clothes.
The blood-clothed boy glanced at the little boy, his face immediately sank, and he asked with some displeasure: "What are you doing here?"
"Brother, my divinity is hidden, and there is only one step left to open the door." The blood-clothed boy nodded, smiled undetectably at the corner of his mouth, then snorted calmly, and said: "Then what?
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"Then, then... we can leave together without staying in this place." The little boy in blood clothes stammered, but he still said what was on his mind.
The corners of the blood-clothed boy's mouth twitched, and then he closed the door without hesitation.
"I... won't leave. If you want to leave, you can leave when you step from the hidden world into the immortal world."
The cold voice of the blood-clothed boy came from inside the door. The blood-clothed boy stood there stupidly, staring at the closed door, not knowing what to say.
"Little cutie, your grown-up is the most loyal. It's probably impossible for him to abandon his beliefs and run away with you. But he knows that you have a lively and restless nature, and you don't like to stay in one place the most.
, so this time may be an opportunity, and this may also be the last chance.”
The woman in green clothes took out a fan from somewhere and was fanning it slightly, which seemed to make her feel a little warm.
"What do you mean!" The little boy in blood clothes looked up at the woman with a gloomy look on his face.
A butcher carrying a knife walked out of a door, looked at the little boy, and said with a hint of ridicule: "Kid, you have to hurry up if you want to leave, he is going to wake up!"
Another frail scribe walked out of another door. He shook his head and held a book in his hand. He seemed to be reciting the contents of the book, but the words were obviously addressed to the little boy.
"When he wakes up, we will all be nourishment, and he will be able to sing, cry, and lament."
"Who is he? Where is he? I'm going to kill him!" The little boy was very domineering. As soon as he spoke, everyone who came out immediately shrank their necks in shock.
Then they all hid behind their own doors.
"Little cutie, you are so naughty. You dare to say such things. You are really fearless if you don't know."
"Kid, there are some things you can say, and some things you must never say."
"Go back and take a nap again. I don't want to be awake before I die."
"Let's go, let's go..."
All the doors were closed, and even many doors had never appeared before. After appearing this time, they disappeared again, as if the people inside were simply coming out for some air.
It seemed that he was the only one left in the entire space and dimension.
Lonely and helpless, he stood in front of the bloody door for a short while, then turned and walked towards his own door.
"You must live well." The door behind him opened, and the boy in blood-clothed clothes leaned against the door, looking at the little boy indifferently.
"But I don't want you to die." The little boy turned around, threw himself into the boy's arms again, and cried bitterly.
"If you want to save me, then go back to the past and try again to wake him up and stop him from turning black." The boy in blood clothes couldn't stand it anymore, so he reached out and wiped away the tears from the corners of the boy's eyes. (To be continued)