This hillside seems to have no abnormalities, but when it falls nearby, it can feel the slight fluctuations in the air.

Here, Long Xiaopeng has already set up a lineup in advance, and it is impossible to use the spirit to detect the movement below the formation.

Left and right to confirm that no one is coming, Long Xiaopeng’s eyes flashed in the blue light, and then a small cyan glow was lit up between the two old trees, like a spiritual door.

Without any hesitation, Long Xiaopeng stepped in.

After the enchantment, it was a desolate open space. The original lush trees and flowers had become yellow, and even the fertile soil under the feet became golden sand and lost nutrients.

The reason for all this is to point to the stone platform in the middle.

At the center of the open space, a complex inscription array is engraved on a stone platform, and the surrounding spiritual power is constantly being integrated into the array.

The silky spiritual power is transformed by the array method, and it is condensed into a palm-sized spiritual mark floating in the air.

Looking up, the top is densely packed with seven spiritual imprints, and the eighth one is forming a little bit.

When Long Xiaopeng saw the results of the ancient formation, he took a sigh of relief. At this moment, his eyes were not as tender as ever, and he could only tell the vicissitudes of life.

The left hand was lifted to the chest, and the dragon's chubby lips squirmed. The young hand began to condense one by one. Without the right hand, it can be clearly seen that the speed of the dragon chubby is much slower than before.

"Pro!"

The printing was completed, and the dragon's mouth was once again urging the nine-character mantra, but the direction of the Indian-French attack was not elsewhere, but his own right arm!

"Hey!"

The energy of the cyan is madly running at the right arm, and the defensive power of the dragon chubby can not help but **** a cold air.

And his right arm, which had suffered from spiritual rebellion, began to shrink again!

The dry arm instantly changes like a dead branch, not only without the power, even the blood in the arm is drained.

There is no doubt that if someone licks it with his hand at this time, he will cut off Long Xiaopeng's right arm directly.

But all this seems to be in his expectation.

Did not manage his right arm, Long Xiaopang's eyes fell on the stone platform on the spiritual printing, the left hand gently stroked, a printing method will slowly fly.

Long Xiaopeng had a mouth and swallowed the spiritual mark directly.

Boom!

It’s like a screaming thunder in the sunny sky. The dragon’s body suddenly makes a circle of spiritual fluctuations. Fortunately, there is a spiritual enchantment around it. This spiritual fluctuation has not spread to the outside. Otherwise, the elders and the Northern Emperor The repair can be used to sense the anomaly here.

After the dragon chubby swallowed the spiritual mark, the momentum in the body began to rise violently.

In the past, the feeling of dragon chubby was a harmless child, without any threat. Now, in the twinkling of an eye, the momentum of dragon chubby is more than the ninth-order spirit.

Moreover, the momentum on his body is still rising at an alarming rate.

At the same time, in a mountain range on the west side, the Northern Ming lord who meditated above the foothills suddenly opened his eyes.

"The Sovereign, is there something to tell?" An elder who was repaired by the spirits also opened his eyes.

Just after the North Emperor’s eyes blinked, his breathing was disrupted. This detail did not escape the perception of these old monsters.

"Nothing, continue to practice..." The Northern Emperor said, and he closed his eyes with doubt.

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