The fingers in the rain moved slightly, extremely delicate and subtle, and the frequency of the movements was so small that they could not even be seen in the rain. They could only be detected from the slight changes in the water flow.
"Welcome summer!"
At this time, Han Sanqian opened his eyes slightly and wanted to open his mouth, but no sound came out!
Uncomfortable, extremely uncomfortable.
This kind of discomfort even made Han Sanqian feel extremely exhausted, and his eyelids felt as if someone had put a jack on them, which seemed extremely heavy!
He already felt that his soul had left his body, so much so that he couldn't move even if he wanted to. His spirit was so bad that it seemed that if he closed his eyes at any time, he would never wake up again.
His whole body almost felt like it was falling apart and motionless, but the only thing was that his heart was throbbing very violently at this time.
So that he was a little panicked and confused.
He always felt that something suddenly happened to Su Yingxia.
This caused him to suddenly wake up from his trance.
But at this time, there was another muffled thunder in the sky, and shocking lightning rolled layer by layer among the dark clouds.
The soul-sucking is coming again.
Han Sanqian murmured and wanted to raise his head, but he couldn't even move his eyes. He knew that if a few more bolts of lightning hit his soul, his remnant soul would disappear completely.
"Han Sanqian, hold on."
At this moment, an angry shout came.
"Who, who is talking?" Han Sanqian subconsciously wanted to look around for the source of the sound.
But obviously, he couldn't even move his eyes at this time, so how could he look for it?!
"it's me!"
"Dragon?"
"yes!"
Han Sanqian was suddenly startled. Since yesterday, the demon dragon has been hiding and not talking. So if it weren't for Lu Ruoxin's early reward, Han Sanqian would have really believed the old monk, and might even have suspected the demon dragon. dragon.
This guy just disappeared from the beginning to the end without even a single explanation.
"When I met that old monk, that bastard had already used a strange spell to completely seal the connection between you and me." Almost the same as Han Sanqian, Demon Dragon also tried to contact Han Sanqian, but it made Demon Dragon depressed. Yes, it seemed that Han Sanqian couldn't hear him at all.
Han Sanqian understands!
No wonder this situation happened in the first place. It must have been when he was in the city. The old bald donkey used some dirty and despicable means to unknowingly cast some kind of magic spell on Han Sanqian, so that Han Sanqian Qian and the Dragon Soul completely lost communication.
It is precisely because of this that Han Sanqian becomes more and more suspicious of the magic dragon and believes in what the old monk said.
They have to do a complete show. Although these bastards are monks, they are flawless when it comes to conspiracy. Calling them monks really insults the monks completely.
These beasts!
"Then how can you do it now?..." Han Sanqian asked strangely.
But without the need for the Dragon Soul to answer, Han Sanqian had already thought of the answer.
The soul-raising spells used by these monks are constantly extracting their souls. Because of this, the souls are extracted, so the restrictions on their own souls or the soul of the dragon are broken.
"I also want to hold on, but the problem is..."
The problem is that the next shock wave is already coming.
Not to mention holding on, even if he wanted to escape, Han Sanqian didn't even have a chance to breathe. How could he hold on in this situation?
The restlessness made Han Sanqian very worried about Su Yingxia. To a certain extent, during the process of soul refining, Han Sanqian's soul was caught by thunder and lightning, and his consciousness was paralyzed by the demonic sound of the Buddha.
But it was his telepathy with Su Yingxia that made Han Sanqian worried about her, and Han Sanqian sobered up a little from the suppression of the Buddha's voice.
Based on this, it is easy to imagine how much Han Sanqian wants to get out alive and take a look at Su Yingxia, or even if he knows her current situation, how could he not want to hold on?
But reality is always reality, how can he escape from the current situation.
"Han Sanqian, don't forget, you are Han Sanqian."
"Thunder and lightning happen every five minutes. You have five minutes to think and recover."
As soon as he finished speaking, the electric shocks surrounding the black clouds suddenly gathered and turned into an electric dragon that rushed down.
"It's up to you, Han Sanqian!"
The demon dragon roared angrily.
The next second, almost before Han Sanqian could react, a dragon roared suddenly in the valley.
Roar!
The purple lightning hit the ground, and almost at the same time, an extremely huge dragon shadow suddenly appeared in the valley.
"Dragon!"
If Han Sanqian could make facial expressions at this time, he would be very surprised.
In order to buy time for Han Sanqian, at this critical moment, the demon dragon chose to block his soul in front of Han Sanqian's soul.
When the thunder struck, it was naturally his dragon soul that was drawn, and the pain of being refined was naturally borne by him.
"Dragon Shadow?"
On the top of the cliff, a group of monks no longer saw the figure of Han Sanqian Soul. Instead, they saw the shadow of a huge dragon. They were all startled for a moment.
The old monk, on the other hand, smiled and was extremely calm.
"What are you making all the fuss about?" the old monk sneered disdainfully.
"It's just the demon dragon trapped in Longshan Mountain. Now, even the soul of the demon dragon has begun to be extracted from Han Sanqian's body and refined. This has shown that Han Sanqian is exhausted."
The monk smiled.
The old monk's explanation immediately made the extremely worried monks feel relieved, and each of them turned from surprise to joy.
The middle-aged monk laughed sarcastically and said: "Han Sanqian is so praised outside that he is a miracle worker, and they even brazenly say that he is the creator of some kind of miracle. That's all, he is not worthy of his name!"
"Haha, what a bullshit demon god. If you have to say he is a god, I think it would be better to call him a dog god."
"Master, it seems that we can completely refine Han Sanqian in less than three days, so we can finish the work early."
The middle-aged monk started, and several other disciples also laughed out loud.
The old monk smiled and nodded. At this time, the original three-day plan may only take two days.
At this time, two elite troops led by Lu Ruoxin and a man in golden armor each mounted various mythical beasts and headed towards them almost like lightning.
"say!"
But in the valley, the thunder dissipated, the dragon's shadow disappeared, everything returned to calm, and only the sound of showers of rain could be heard.
Han Sanqian shouted in his consciousness, but could not receive any response from the Dragon Soul.
Even to a certain extent, he couldn't feel the existence of the Demonic Dragon Soul.
Although I couldn't raise my head, I could tell from the sound that thunder was rolling in the dark clouds above my head, obviously preparing for the next thunder and lightning.
