Text text_Chapter 1961 The gift of the ancestor dragon
‘Bang’, ‘Bang’, ‘Bang’…
The Longhuang Demonic Suppression Bell keeps buzzing.
A look of pain flashed across Ye Xingchen's face, and he saw more and more blood essence and star power emerging from his body, which was instantly swallowed up by the Longhuang Demonic Suppressing Bell.
In the blink of an eye, he lost a lot of weight.
"Little thing, if you don't think of a way, this young master will be sucked into the head by this damn piece of shit." Ye Xingchen gritted his teeth, took out a large handful of pills, stuffed them into his mouth, and swallowed them like a juicy pill.
Go down.
"What can I do?" The little white-bone beast turned his head, glanced at the Longhuang Demonic Suppression Clock, and muttered, "This thing is the treasure that that kid Zulong spent his whole life refining. Really?
When it reaches its peak, it is even more terrifying than Nao Shizi's "One Hundred Dragons Entering the Sea". With my current strength, I can only get closer to it by two meters at most, otherwise, I may be suppressed by it."
"Then what should we do now?" Ye Xingchen's face darkened, and he was thinking secretly whether he should sacrifice the 'Witch God Palace' to suppress the broken bell that was trying to devour the Lord. However, he hesitated when he thought that this was the territory of the Kun tribe.
Get up, after all, the will of the Immortal King alone is already too much for him to cope with. If there is another Kun Emperor drooling over the Wushen Palace, they may really not be able to get out of King Kun City alive.
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"Don't worry, once it has eaten and drank enough, it should stop." The little white-bone beast licked his lips and said with a guilty conscience.
"Still...have you eaten and drank enough?" Ye Xingchen twitched the corner of his mouth, looked at the Longhuang Demon Suppressing Clock above his head, scolded with red eyes, and said: "Fuck, bastard, you damn broken clock, this young master
I have provided you with good food and drink for so long, but you still dare to take advantage of it? Just wait for me, if anything happens to me, I will definitely hold you back."
Boom!
Ye Xingchen's aura condensed, and the fist-sized Witch God Palace appeared silently in his hand, and he held it tightly without letting anyone else notice.
Seeing Ye Xingchen's actions, the little white-bone beast's face became ugly. Its empty eyes looked at the Longhuang Demonic Suppressing Clock with deathly silence.
"Hmph, Long Huang Demonic Suppressing Bell, you'd better think about how much ability you have left. If that kid has any shortcomings, your Mr. Bai Gu will completely destroy you even if you risk your life." Bai Gu.
The little beast murmured with murderous intent.
Star soul?
No matter how powerful it is, it must rely on a warrior. It and Ye Xingchen are like a symbiotic master and servant. Without Ye Xingchen, even if it has powerful methods, it will only disappear into smoke.
After finally becoming a star soul, how could it watch it disappear into thin air and disappear between this world and the earth after it came back to life?
"Ouch..."
The Long Huang Demon Suppressing Bell suddenly shook, and the terrifying and suffocating evil spirit burst out from the Demon Suppressing Bell in an instant. Ye Xingchen turned into skin and bones, and seemed unable to even move a finger.
when.
The huge Dragon Huang Demon Suppressing Bell stopped devouring it, and the golden light shrouding it suddenly transformed into a four to five hundred meter long dragon that looked exactly like an old skeletal dragon.
"What... what is this?" Ye Xingchen was slightly startled, his eyes full of suspicion, and he looked at the old dragon in front of him in confusion. In his opinion, this was no longer as simple as the transformation of a treasure, because
, this aging old dragon actually gave him the feeling of having flesh and blood, and even a soul.
"Eh, Ancestral Dragon? You kid, you actually secretly left a will in that demon-suppressing clock?" The little white-bone beast blinked a few times, looked at the Ancestral Dragon in front of him, and murmured in a low voice.
"The little devil from the White Bone Cave?" Zulong glanced at it and withdrew his gaze. He didn't seem to have much interest in the little White Bone Beast. Instead, he looked at Ye Xingchen with grateful eyes and said, "Thank you, little friend."
I'll make it up to you, and I'll make it up to you, Old Long, for the next benefit."
"Hmph, you unfilial descendants. With just a little soul refining method, you have lost your true nature. It is simply an embarrassment to the dragon clan." Zulong's face suddenly darkened. He opened his mouth and sucked in, and countless dragon souls were directed at him.
Then it swooped down.
Seeing the ancestral dragon, these dragon souls who had already lost their minds suddenly showed a look of awe, fear and unfamiliar confusion on their faces.
Bloodline suppression?
No matter how powerful these dragon souls are, when they encounter the first ancestral dragon in the world, the aura they exude is enough to frighten them to the point of being unable to move.
After all, the dragon souls in these sea areas are all born from its bloodline. In front of the ancestral dragon, they are the useless children and grandchildren.
"Bang……"
A dragon soul that was seven to eight hundred meters long entered the Zulong's mouth without any resistance at all, and disappeared without a trace in an instant.
More and more dragon souls became quiet beside Zu Long, and the originally chaotic scene gradually turned around. When Ye Xingchen heard Zu Long's words of 'benefits', before he could react, he saw
, a monstrous dragon energy instantly entered his star sea.
"Hey... this old boy is still as ruthless to his dragon son and grandson as before." The little white-bone beast clicked his mouth twice and murmured in a low voice.
"Senior White Bones, what, what are you saying about being cruel?" The Ghost King frowned, looked at the Little Bones Beast with a suspicious look on his face, and said: "So much dragon energy entering the body should be a great good thing for the young master, right?
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"Hmph, you have refined all your dragon sons and grandsons. Isn't this cruel and ruthless?" The little white-bone beast glanced at it, sneered, and said, "What is a good thing? With so much dragon energy entering the body,
It is simply a great blessing. When Nao Shizi's Immortal King first encircled and suppressed the dragon clan, he wanted to refine them into dragon energy. Unfortunately, the progress was too slow, so he had no choice but to refine them into "One Hundred Dragons Entering the Sea".
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"These dragon souls have lost their intelligence and have become the puppet corpse souls of the Immortal King. If the Ancestral Dragon refines them, it can be considered as a way to free them, right?" Ancestor Shura said in a solemn voice.
"Fart..." The little white-bone beast glanced at it, sneered, and said: "Little Shura, you really think that the ancestral dragon is a good man and a believer? Huh, a puppet without intelligence? So what? As long as the Yinxu
The Six Paths of Reincarnation are still there. If you kill those dragon souls, they will at least have a chance to survive and be reincarnated. If they are refined into dragon energy, they will really be completely dissipated."
"Isn't the Land of Six Paths of Reincarnation destroyed a long time ago? Even if the Ancestral Dragon really kills them, it will be of no use, right?" the Ghost King muttered in a low voice.