The Deer Spirit Saint's beautiful eyes widened, feeling like she was in a dream.
That dark shadow before was so terrifying.
The fragrance of meditation and concentration is irresistible.
It directly breaks the person's spirit and makes them die in painful wails.
He is the Great Elder of the Imperial Martial Realm.
I can't resist it either.
But those terrifying black shadows.
They were all taken away by a gourd?
This...this is simply incredible!
Around now.
Corpses staggered here and there.
Each one's death was extremely miserable.
And the white smoke transformed by the Jingxin Concentration Incense is still floating around.
"Elder Xiao, what was that just now?"
Swallowed.
The Deer Spirit Saint asked with a pale face.
Is it resentment?
However, the incense of Jingxin Concentration could not be resisted, and even the three elders who were walking through Jiaomen were invaded.
Isn't it resentment?
But these people all died from resentment invading their bodies.
The Deer Spirit Saint cannot understand.
But with Xiao Changfeng around, she felt a lot more at ease.
"The remnant soul of the mirage dragon."
Xiao Changfeng held the soul-forbidden gourd in his hand, with a happy look on his face.
As early as when the black shadow appeared.
Xiao Changfeng had already seen its origin.
This is not the resentment of Duanlong Mountain Range.
It is the remnant soul of the mirage dragon that died here.
It's just that endless years have passed.
There are not many of these remnant souls left, and their power is average.
If the entire mirage dragon soul were compared to a desert.
This is the remnant soul of a mirage dragon.
It can only be regarded as a grain of sand.
But even so.
It is also enough to kill warriors in the Imperial Martial Realm.
But in front of Xiao Changfeng.
But it's not enough.
A single bombardment from the divine consciousness can destroy it.
After all, spiritual consciousness is the product of highly condensed mental power.
It also has various wonderful uses.
A mere remnant soul of a mirage dragon that has been dead for who knows how many years.
How can one resist the immortal consciousness?
However, Xiao Changfeng did not destroy it.
Instead, he used the soul-forbidden gourd to collect them all.
This is good stuff!
"Let's go and save the Holy Son of Auspiciousness!"
Xiao Changfeng did not put away the soul-forbidden gourd.
Instead, he turned around and walked toward the end of the cave.
The Deer Spirit Saint took a look at the dead people.
There was a chill in my heart.
Then he quickly followed.
She feels.
It seems that only when you are with Xiao Changfeng, you feel safe!
At this moment.
At the end of the cave.
The Holy Son of Auspiciousness failed to collect the dragon bone.
Because there are dark shadows here.
There are hundreds of them.
The remnant souls of the seven mirage dragons caused the three elders who walked through the Jiao Sect and other Imperial Martial Realm warriors to die in pain.
There are hundreds of remnant souls of mirage dragons here.
It was Elder Guo and Emperor Jiao who joined forces.
It’s also a bit hard to resist.
"Holy Son, what are these? Why does meditation and incense not work on them?"
Jiao Emperor's whole body was filled with spiritual energy.
The mental energy in his eyes is gushing out.
A ten-meter-sized dragon shadow condensed around him.
The dragon is ferocious and vicious.
The remnant soul of the mirage dragon is no match at all.
But two fists are no match for four hands.
A phantom of a dragon is no match for hundreds of remnant souls of mirage dragons.
At this time, the phantom of the dragon has become increasingly dim.
"If my guess is correct, these should be the remnants of the mirage dragon."
The Holy Son of Auspiciousness also looked ugly at this moment.
The dragon bones in the stone platform shone with pale golden light.
But you can see it, but you can't get it.
"The remnant soul of the mirage dragon? Hasn't this thing disappeared long ago?"
Hearing the words of Holy Son Jixiang, Emperor Jiao almost jumped up.
He had naturally heard of the Mirage Dragon Remnant Soul.
This kind of thing is more terrifying than resentment.
One stroke is enough to kill an Imperial Martial Realm warrior.
Ten steps can make a strong man in the Imperial Martial Realm fall.
And there are hundreds of them here.
Emperor Jiao suddenly felt his heart sink to the bottom of his heart.
"These remaining mirage dragon souls should be guarding this dragon bone."
Elder Guo spoke in a deep voice.
At this time, there were four illusions around him, all of which were ghosts.
He is resisting the attack of the mirage dragon's remnant soul.
The keel of the mirage is so easy to obtain.
"What now?"
Emperor Jiao was filled with anxiety.
There were so many mirage dragon remnant souls that he already felt that his aura and mental power were being greatly depleted.
If this continues, he won't be able to hold on for long.
"There is no other way. We will do our best to resist these mirage dragon remnant souls. Holy Son, please go and collect the dragon bones. Once we get the dragon bones, we will escape immediately."
So much money was paid in the early stage.
Naturally, he was unwilling to give up.
Therefore, Elder Guo had no choice but to fight hard.
"good!"
The auspicious saint knew that the situation was critical and did not hesitate.
Immediately activate the "Mirage Dragon Illusion Technique" with all your strength.
A golden-green mirage appeared above his head.
But that familiar smell.
But he never let the remnant souls of these mirage dragons recede.
On the contrary, the attack frequency is faster.
He seemed to know that the keel was about to be taken away.