a q 1,kr ugt hěets9s`isě,r1 Qingyang Huan has experienced Youquan's violence, but he turned his eyes deep in his pupils and spoke again.
"We still need a drop of true dragon blood from the Dragon King.
In order to find the silent soul of Biyou Tiannu, the previous drop of dragon blood was left in the reincarnation."
Qingyang Huan said aloud without blushing, and Youquan stared at him suspiciously for a few breaths, not noticing any mental fluctuations.
"Of course, it is best to use the purest dragon blood.
There are many ghosts in reincarnation.
The purer the dragon blood, the more obvious the restraint effect on ghosts.
You can disperse those ghosts and monsters and accurately find the Biyou Tiannu."
Buzz After listening to Qingyang Huan's words, Youquan had no doubts and gently cut his arm open, and a bit of crystal dragon blood with a black light and a faint bloodshot floated out. hold head high In a trance, a head was covered with dark scales and a ferocious dragon head.
In addition to the ferocious dragon horns above its head, there was also a single-horned black dragon roaring up to the sky.
This drop of true blood was taken out of the body, and Youquan's complexion suddenly turned pale.
This was the true blood of the black dragon, and it was the basis for her ability to transform from a little black snake into a dragon king.
You must know that the cultivation of ferocious beasts is based on years of accumulation and bloodline.
For ferocious beasts, bloodline is related to strength.
Even the real black dragon blood in her body now only has more than ten drops.
It has been accumulated through continuous transformation over the past eight thousand years. of.
"for you."
"Save me, my sister."
"good" Qingyang Huan grabbed the true blood of the black dragon in Youquan's palm.
The dragon's blood had a spirit and transformed into a roaring black dragon, trying to break through the world and escape.
If this drop of dragon blood was obtained by other ancient beasts at the half-king level, maybe There is a chance to become the king of heaven and earth.
"seal up" Under Youquan's suppression, Qingyang Huan finally caught this drop of black dragon's true blood that exuded cruelty and majesty.
The next moment, the banned true blood of the black dragon disappeared into his body.
The blazing green light exuded the breath of reincarnation.
An illusory bronze door appeared above his head.
There was a flow of holy light, a bright and fragrant fragrance, and also a The mundane world is tacky, violent and greedy, and is surrounded by death and evil spirits.
Seeing Qingyang Huan fall into silence, Youquan sat down next to him again and stared at him with a touch of surprise in his eyes.
At this moment, she felt that Qingyang Huan was reliable.
As for the previous time, I couldn't save my sister and she was left here anyway.
If he dared to lie to her, he would naturally let Qingyang Huan know the terror of a True King Realm Dragon King.
Qingyang Huan, who was in a state of silence, took advantage of the moment when the green light of reincarnation surrounded his body after the true dragon blood entered his body, and threw the drop of true dragon blood directly into the small world, hitting the nine-leaf star seedling in the center of the small world. fall.
The Black Dragon King's blood is rare in the wilderness, so you can't hesitate when it's time to take action.
Otherwise, when will the Nine-leaf Star in the small world be able to transform?
After doing all this, his spiritual will was manifested and he stepped towards the reincarnation of humanity.
To awaken the dormant soul of the goddess Biyou, the previous drop of dragon blood was enough.
As he expected, the soul of Biyou Tiannu disappeared out of thin air.
It was captured by the sea of suffering.
Like those warriors with flesh and blood bodies who were ups and downs in the sea of suffering, they were all taken into the sea of suffering without any precautions. .
It's just that he didn't expect that the sea of suffering in reincarnation would also absorb souls.
It has to be said that Biyou Tiannu is very lucky.
You must know that without the protection of the physical body, the soul is more susceptible to corrosion when floating in the sea of suffering, and often turns into the gray water in the sea of suffering.
Although the soul of Biyou Tiannv belongs to the mortal soul, she has concluded a totem contract with a real true spirit dragon king.
It is this life contract that caused her to sink into the sea of misery without completely dissolving. sea of bitterness.
In the past ten years, Qingyang Huan would come in every once in a while and bring the human warriors who were floating near the Samsara Gate back to the Yang Realm and add them to the Fire Temple.
In the past ten years, especially after he became the king of heaven and earth, the area of the sea of suffering that he can penetrate has increased dozens of times.
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The number of human warriors he has brought back from here has exceeded 4,000, and each of them has at least the totem realm.
Cultivation.
These warriors made up for the lack of combat power at the middle and lower levels of the Xinhuo Temple.
To be honest, the support from the human race did come late.
Even the top leaders of the human race did not expect that he could become the king of heaven and earth, and they had the ability to make up for the mid-level combat power. method.
However, there were too many human blood descendants who were oppressed and enslaved on the Little Wilderness Continent.
Even if there were twice as many True First Realm warriors to support him, he would not be too many.
After all, the Xiaomanghuang Continent has long been dismembered and fragmented by various tribes.
There are serious gaps in martial arts.
There is a lack of top combat power under the king, and there is a lack of warriors to control the tribe's soldiers.
Buzz In the sea of suffering, the sky is so low that it feels breathless.
The boundless water below exudes gray, as if this color is the same in all time and space.
Qing Yanghuan's willful shadow stood inside the Samsara Gate, and a spiritual sword covered with fine cracks in his hand shone with a faint spiritual light.
Even though he was now the king of heaven and earth, and his soul had been baptized by the thunder and calamity of heaven and earth, he still could not enter the sea of suffering. among.
In the depths of the sea of suffering that were filled with mist, there was a kind of terror that made him feel throbbing.
The spiritual sword in his hand, attached to a ray of his will, cut through the fog and headed towards the depths of the sea of suffering.
He had sensed fluctuations in the depths of the Sea of Bitterness before.
The soul belonging to Biyou Tiannu was not annihilated, but it seemed to be a little far away and needed constant summoning.
But now that he has benefited, a little black light blooms like a star in his hand.
It is the dragon blood he first got from the Dragon King.
Compared with the drop of true dragon blood, this drop of dragon blood looks mottled, bright red and dark.
Entangled, there is a kind of violence in the dragon's power.
In order to ensure that the soul of Biyou Tiannu was brought back, Qingyang Huan took out this drop of dragon's true blood and turned it into a dragon's phantom similar to Youquan's body in his hand. hold head high The dragon's roar shook the sky.
The dragon swallowed the spiritual sword in one gulp and headed towards the depths of the sea of suffering.
Feeling the surging vitality, huge waves arose in the sea of suffering.
Wow!
The huge waves rolled, and wherever the dragon and the spiritual sword passed by, all the death energy rushed over, trying to swallow up the life coming from the dragon's shadow.
All kinds of chaotic and violent remnant souls, as well as the walking corpses that had long lost their vitality, instinctively approached, but were annihilated into nothingness by the dragon's power hundreds of feet away.
The will attached to the spiritual sword, led by the dragon divine form, headed towards the depths of the sea of suffering.
Qingyang Huan's will continued to flow, sensing the scene in the depths of the sea of suffering.
At the same time, he could also feel that the vitality in the divine shadow transformed from the dragon's true blood was constantly passing by, and the death energy in the sea of suffering was devouring all vitality.
"The King of our race, please move closer to the Gate of Reincarnation."
Qingyang Huan, who was attached to the spiritual sword, continuously sent out a ray of thought in all directions, allowing the surrounding human warriors who were sinking in the sea of suffering to capture it.
After all, the Sea of Bitterness in front of the Gate of Reincarnation is only so big.
Even though warriors have drifted outside the Gate of Reincarnation with the coming waves over the years, it is still too few compared to the entire sea of suffering.
Now that I finally have the opportunity, I will naturally not let it go.
Of course, he did not forget his mission.
After all, it was not fun to anger a true king-level dragon.
Following the intermittent thoughts, the dragon shadow continued to move towards the depths of the sea of suffering, and the thoughts spread by Qingyang Huan also spread to all directions.
Thirty thousand miles away from the Gate of Reincarnation, there is a small island about a hundred miles in diameter floating in the sea of suffering.
The mountains, rocks and ancient trees on the island are all gray, the big trees are withered, the black stones are cracked, and there is no life at all.
A beautiful shadow lies in the withered trees in the center of the island, and the light blue gauze adds a little more brilliance to the gray sea of suffering.
At this moment, confusion flashed in the woman's eyes, and she suddenly flew up and headed towards the edge of the island.
Looking through the thick fog, she felt a familiar feeling calling her.
Buzz However, just when she was about to step towards the sea of suffering, an invisible barrier suddenly appeared.
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"嘤" The terrifying force immediately flew it out and landed on the island.
The woman let out a groan of pain. hold head high In the mist, there was a roar, mental fluctuations surged out, and the dragon rushed towards the island.
The woman wanted to speak out, but she couldn't send out any mental fluctuations.
She could only feel the mental fluctuations calling her getting closer and closer.
Soon she saw the fog being broken through, and a black light mixed with a light blue bright stream came. . clang The spiritual sword carried by the dragon divine form made a clanging sound, and the sword body trembled.
Buzz buzz.
Across the long distance, I could feel the figure on the island, and the will of Qingyang Huan left in the spiritual sword could not help but produce a wave of fluctuation.
Sizzle.
An invisible gray barrier appeared on the periphery of the island, and the vitality emanating from the dragon divine form collided and melted with each other, and a circular hole appeared in the barrier.
Qing Yanghuan's thoughts emanated, and he felt that the blue figure on the island fell into a daze, with a sense of strangeness and confusion.
However, the spirit sword followed the melting hole and entered the island, surrounding the blue figure.
The constant clanging conveys a kind of excitement.
"Walk" Not caring about anything else, the dragon god-like form opened its big mouth, swallowed the blue woman into its mouth, and then swung its tail back towards the way it came from.
Above the island, a thick fog dispersed, revealing a face as wide as a hundred feet, with a pair of eyes like black holes without any emotion, staring at the escaping dragon.
After a few breaths, this big face did not waver at all, and slowly disappeared into the fog in the sky.
At the same time, Qingyang Huan felt the terrifying coercion directly immersed in his soul, as if to leave him in this lifeless ocean, but the fear of death only lasted for a few breaths before disappearing.
The dragon's tail swayed, constantly breaking through the mist.
Qingyang Huan, who was attached to it, no longer conveyed his thoughts in all directions.
He clung to the gray sea water and ran towards the Samsara Gate
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