Yichang raised the bone stick with both hands, his body burst into vigor, and under a shake of his shoulders, the scales on the large cloak flew up, making a'ding and ding' crashing sound, following his tantian curse. issue:

"Kill!"

That sound wave turned into an unparalleled violent force under some kind of weird secret technique.

‘Ticket ka’——

The ground began to tremble crazily, a force flew out from the dragon scales, drilled out the bone rod, and then rose into the sky like fireworks, turning into a huge black dragon!

Although they are both giant dragons, the momentum and coercion of this black dragon at this time are obviously much stronger than those of the black dragon drilled out of the jade wall.

The black dragon from the bone stick is about two to thirty feet long, and its head is like a hill. Compared with it, the black dragon with four heads is like a few weak snakes.

Its body is actually translucent, but the scales on its body shone with an unusually coquettish luster, even if it is not a physical entity, it can still be imagined how powerful its true body is.

The black dragon phantom's eyes were light orange-red, wherever it went, it was like a king patrolling his own territory.

When several black dragons flew in, they seemed to have sensed some aura, and they all made screams at the same time, but the momentum was too fast to ease.

When this black dragon phantom that rushed out of the bone rod saw a few black dragons, it seemed to be looking at a dead thing and opened its huge mouth, ‘Roar--’

The roar shook people's eardrums stinging, and under the impact of the strong sound wave, the surrounding spiritual energy was distorted as quickly as visible to the naked eye.

The sound wave turned into a circle of ripples, unstoppable spreading around, and the four heads of the resurrected black dragon were washed into black mist under the impact of the sound wave.

The air quickly twisted, and Song Qingxiao's face changed, and he immediately collected the stars. The black dragon that had been trapped by the stars had not reacted yet, and the roar ripples reached him and swallowed it all at once.

The other black dragon that was temporarily trapped by the word "Pro" was not spared either. As soon as the dragon phantom came out, it instantly tore the six newly formed black dragons apart.

The large group of black qi received this fierce attack, as if they were greatly frightened, they did not dare to be as presumptuous as before, and they all slowly concealed into the jade wall.

There were two shadows just about to move within the jade wall, and they were dormant as if they had sensed a crisis.

The dragon's phantom has not disappeared, but turned a pair of huge eyes, looking around coldly.

The inside of the holy temple stopped for a moment, only the low groans of the Soul Suppressors were still ringing. At this time, it converged into a mantra like a Sanskrit sound that rang in everyone's ears.

'clang'!

A loud noise came abruptly, suddenly breaking the temporary silence.

Song Qingxiao and Xiang Si turned their heads at the same time, and they saw that Yichang at this time had nothing but beard and hair, like a dead old man.

He tremblingly pushed the bone stick in his hand to the ground. The bone stick broke through the stone steps, sank half a foot, and was inserted into the ground.

After doing all this, he seemed to be unable to hold on any longer, summoning the phantom of this black dragon, as if he had exhausted all his essence.

The armor draped over his body, bending the back that he had tried so hard to insert.

He fell to the ground with a ‘bang’, his head drooped weakly, and his throat was pressed against his throat:

"I can only help here—"

When he spoke, it seemed as if there was a mouthful of sand in his mouth, and every word he uttered seemed to exhaust all his energy.

In the time of speaking, a thick stream of blood, like a broken pearl, fell down his chin, instantly dyeing his gray beard red.

"Miss Song--" Yi Chang's voice was extremely hoarse, with a weak breath.

Song Qing turned his head to look at him. He hung his head, and the crown cap on his head slid down, blocking his forehead, forming a shadow, covering his eyebrows and nose, so that she could only see him as dead ashes. Half a face stained with blood.

"I haven't forgotten my original intention," he twitched at the corner of his mouth. "It's just too difficult."

In just a few words, he spoke very hard, but he couldn't be more serious.

At this moment, Song Qingxiao felt an extremely complex feeling in her heart. Today, her mind is so hard that she can hardly be shaken by people, things, and things.

When she first saw Yichang, this person was like a crown, courteous, and gentle. In Song Qingxiao's eyes, he was like a colorful snake with evil inside.

Thousands of years ago, the soul-suppressing people were willing to "fallen" and combined with the evil dragon yin spirit, and transformed from the soul-suppressing messenger into the evil dragon clan.

The "Dragon King Festival" is held every three years to appease Jiuquan's Qi with innocent girls. Under Jiuquan, I don't know how many bones of women who were sacrificed have been accumulated.

He deceived his uncle, and instead of embarrassing him, he did not know how many innocent girls were sacrificed in 57 years. In Pin Luo's eyes, these people behaved viciously, which is even more terrifying than the rumored dragon.

Such a cruel person has long forgotten the duties of his ancestors, but at this time he is saying that he has not forgotten his original intention.

Obviously this was like a big joke, but Song Qingxiao felt that he was not lying or forcibly rebutting.

Yichang is no longer good. His vitality is rapidly weakening. After peeling off the black cocoon, he himself has been greatly traumatized. He has shot several times in succession. Although I don't know what kind of secret technique he used, Song Qingxiao He felt that this kind of secret technique hurt him a lot.

People are about to die, and their words are good.

When his father was dying, he had told him not to forget his original intention.

If Yichang hadn't forgotten his original intention, then why did he betray the clan training a thousand years ago, lead the clan to unite with the evil dragon, and use the evil spirit of the evil spirit to reincarnate several times, for what?

Even if it is the abandonment of the Yellow Emperor, the forgetfulness of human beings, and the number of years of being trapped in the Yulun Void Realm, and the endless suffering for several generations, all these make the reason for the "degenerate" of the Yichang clan seem logical.

But their ancestors were harmed by the evil dragon, and they couldn't get away peacefully after death. Even today, when Yichang mentioned the sufferings of his ancestors, he still showed a sense of injustice.

If they cooperated with the evil dragon, it would be equivalent to abandoning the beliefs of their ancestors, and Yichang would not do this.

Could it be--

Is he waiting for an opportunity, waiting for someone to rescue them, waiting for an opportunity, a future with endless life, and then completely liberating the tribe?

If so, then everything makes sense.

"Huh what?"

Chu Rong above the stone steps closed his eyes, his lips moved slightly, and a series of muffled curses escaped from his mouth.

Yichang's words came into his ears, his expression unchanged, but black tears gushing out of his closed eyes.

The black water trail ran down his lower eyelid, forming two mottled marks, and then, as if a worm came back alive, it slowly penetrated into his cheeks and disappeared without a trace.

There was a sorrow and pain lingering on the groaning Soul Suppressors. The sadness did not cry loudly, but turned into a sad and abnormal atmosphere, firmly pressing on everyone's heart.

Even Xiang Si with sharp teeth and sharp mouth, at the moment when he heard Yichang's words, he squeezed the corners of his mouth, not knowing what to say.

Everyone was silent for a moment because of this sentence, at this moment, the black dragon phantom that Yichang summoned above his head suddenly moved.

This black dragon phantom is different from the phantom that Yichang summoned before, whether it is aura, shape or even coercion, it is much stronger.

As soon as it appeared, after dispersing the six newly formed black dragons, it did not disappear like the previous phantom, but slowly turned its head.

Above the jade bi, the black shadows that had been smashed regrouped and turned into nine shadows again, tentatively drilling out.

When they reappeared this time, the black dragon phantom turned his head, and a few shadows were reflected in its dark orange eyes. Perhaps the appearance of the black dragons was similar to it, and the aura was the same as it. Weak, the control over it has weakened a lot, and the dark light circulates in its pupils, but there is no sound to drive it away.

Seven, eight, nine...

All the black dragons above the jade wall drilled out from the top of the head and on the four sides, and moved closer to it at an extremely slow speed.

As if Nine Dragons had met the lord, he moved towards it, whispering a ‘hiss’ in his mouth.

"They are communicating!" Seeing this scene, Xiang Siyi immediately forgot what Yichang had said before.

No need for Xiangsi's reminder, Song Qingxiao also sensed something was wrong.

With her talented bloodline, she also felt the group of black dragons and yin spirits communicating.

In the low groan of ‘chickle, gurgling’, the aura on that huge black dragon phantom suddenly changed!

When it only appeared, it only acted by instinct. At this time, after communicating with the nine-headed black dragon, it suddenly seemed to remember something.

This huge phantom turned the huge dragon head, and saw its huge body wriggling and turning around. The pupil in one of the side eyes was upside down, and soon Yichang's figure was reflected in its eyes.

A breath of silence radiated from it, and the light on the scales overflowed, and its huge body began to wriggle towards Yichang.

The atmosphere became tighter and tighter. Everyone had already seen the power of the Black Dragon Phantom. With bitterness in Xiangsi's mouth, he turned to Song Qingxiao. Although he didn't say a word, he sent a message: how to fight this?

Let's not say that this black dragon is just a phantom, it has no entity at all. If you want to make the'Dragon King' appear, you need to find an opportunity to bring it back to life.

Even if the Dragon King appeared in this world, entities appeared, but from the power of these black dragons, we could see the fierceness of these ancient great monsters.

The ordinary black dragon is already difficult to deal with. If the Dragon King reappears, based on the strength of the two, Xiang Si feels that unless a miracle occurs, it is impossible to fight it!

Song Qing's small lips were pressed tightly, and Yichang was still hanging his head. He seemed to have known that the end was coming. He sat cross-legged, with a cloak on his side, and the bone stick stood not far in front of him.

In the face of the coming crisis, he did not panic. There were thick red blood stains dripping down from the corners of his mouth like continuous strands of pearls.

The black dragon phantom got closer and closer, and the other nine black dragons slowly followed behind it.

The head of the Dragon Phantom stopped at an altitude of about ten meters away from Yichang, and paused for a moment.

Its dark orange pupils turned slightly, and then its head began to slowly move in another direction, but its sight still locked Yichang.

Obviously, Yichang, holding a keel and wearing a dragon scale armor, successfully attracted the attention of the Black Dragon Phantom.

Its body seems to be wriggling against the jade wall, but its head is still looking in the direction of Yichang, and cruel and cold colors flashed in its pupils, as if it had caused him a huge psychological shadow before tearing him, playing with it. Own prey.

'throat--'

A long breath blew out from its nostrils, turning into a small whirlwind, and the atmosphere was tense. Song Qingxiao felt that as the dragon’s phantom breathed out, a slaughter followed. , The irritation made her skin tingle.

Golden light scales slowly emerged from her cheeks and neck, which wrapped her skin firmly.

The head of that giant dragon phantom had already crawled above the entrance of the holy temple, and the hill-like dragon head fell down, locked Yichang, and was about to launch a thunderous blow--

Song Qing's mental consciousness moved slightly!

Outside the door of the holy temple, it seemed that someone was coming.

Amidst the rapid footsteps of ‘bang bang’, a breath broke in.

"Number five?" Xiangsi's pupils tightened, and it was obvious that something was wrong.

She subconsciously whispered just as she exited, and she saw a figure in the holy temple passing through the blockade of devilish energy and breaking into the holy temple.

"I am the soul-suppressing clan, I have merit, I want to reincarnate again, you promised me!"

In the mist churning, the voice of Uncle Xiang broke the weird silence in the holy temple.

Under the surging black air, the one-eyed old man's figure gradually became clear.

His one eye was turning around, first he saw Song Qingxiao and Xiang Si, and then a trace of resentment flashed, then he turned away without hesitation, and saw the same dress, as if he had entered a calm soul. A family.

The old man seemed to have seen a scene like this. He was not surprised when he saw Chu Rong and the others. His eyes quickly fell on Yi Chang, and he recognized Yi Chang at once.

He has been in and out of Yulun Void Realm many times over the years, and he has seen Yichang from middle age to old age, and rebirth to a young age. He is already very familiar with him.

In Uncle Xiang's heart, Yichang is the backing of his persistent beliefs, even if it turns to ashes, he can recognize it.

"What is this old man doing?"

Xiang Si was stunned and stared at the scene in astonishment.

He didn't realize the danger was coming. Ten meters above his head, there was an extremely terrifying dragon, turning its huge eyes, looking coldly at the old man who had just entered.

"Master Yichang..." The moment Uncle Xiang saw Yichang, his one eye suddenly burst into light, his body staggered and took a step forward, as if he wanted to charge in the direction of Yichang.

But the legs that he raised hadn't fallen yet, the eyes of the dragon that hovered above his head flashed, and the dragon's head sank.

The uncle's ears only heard a long sigh of breath, and then a dark shadow fell.

‘Huh—’ In the long sound of the wind, the phantom of the dragon quickly covered the figure of Uncle Xiang.

The long dragon body passed through his body, and his body quickly dried up at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if water was evacuated in an instant, and then was corroded by the devilish energy.

A gray ghost came out of the body, with ignorance on his face, and was swept away by the hurricane in the next instant, sucking into the dragon's belly.

The Dragon Phantom sucked his soul, and then rushed towards Yichang without stopping!

The shadows brought wind currents, and Xiang Shu's body was like a piece of gray-white wood after being burned by the wind. When it was blown by the wind, it cracked and cracked, followed by the sound of ooh, it was shattered by the wind and turned into flying. Ash was caught in the gust of wind.

After the Black Dragon Phantom moved, the rest of Jiulong finally moved.

A dim light flashed in Xiangsi's eyes, and he deliberately clutched his chest, and his movements stopped for a moment.

At this moment, Song Qingxiao, who was standing next to her, moved.

Under the flash of the word ‘Front’, her figure appeared in the air, grabbing into the void with her palm, and an ice whip quickly formed in her palm, transforming into a giant whip about ten meters away, and she was struck by her arm!

'Snapped! ’

The ice whip smashed through the air and emitted extremely loud sound waves, successfully attracting the attention of several black dragons.

Seeing this scene in Xiangsi, the corners of his mouth were slightly bent, and a hint of joy was born in his heart.

Song Qingxiao really moved first at this time.

Although the two are teammates and ultimately need to cooperate at the same time, the strength of the black dragon is so strong, if there is an ally that can stand up for a while, it will be a good thing for her.

What's more, at this point, Xiang Si has actually faintly retreated.

The power of the black dragon is too strong!

The physical strength of each black dragon is at least equivalent to that of a terrifying monster beast that has evolved to a level 7 or higher. It is not weaker than the strongest of the top-level of the infant transformation realm. With their special attributes, the body can be transformed at will. The special environment here, It makes their power seem endless.

This shouldn't be the real power of the black dragon. Judging from the black dragon phantom released by Yichang, it should be the real black dragon in the strong period.

If ordinary black dragons are already so difficult to deal with, what if the black dragons in the truly powerful period reappear, even if the opportunity arises and the dragon king appears?

She and Song Qingxiao are just two people. The task of'killing the dragon king' may not be completed by the two at this time.

Thinking of this, Xiang Si stared at the mid-air, and decided that whenever something went wrong, he would slip away and talk.

Song Qing held the ice whip in his hand and drew it around. Wherever the ice whip went, the air plummeted, and Feishuang bit by bit, instantly attracted the attention of the black dragons, while roaring at her.

Black dragons rushed towards her from all directions. Although the holy temple was big, it looked extremely narrow under the flying Nine Dragons at this time.

Jiulong's momentum is not trivial, Song Qing is too big, she may be over!

Thinking of this, Xiang Si immediately wanted to escape. Seeing that Song Qingxiao was about to be overtaken, Xiang Si's body suddenly flashed with silver light, and two stars appeared on her chest and behind her.

She froze for a moment, and saw Song Qingxiao still calm and relaxed under the siege of Kowloon, as if she hadn't realized the crisis was coming.

When Xiang Siyi saw this scene, the alarm bells in his mind.

I saw Song Qing bend the corner of her mouth, and then said:

"Reverse the stars."

"???"

A look of doubt appeared on Xiang Si's face, and she quickly understood that something was wrong in the next instant.

Under the starlight ~lightnovelpub.net~ a terrible force'grabbed' her, so that she didn't have the slightest resistance at all, so she was picked up and arrested.

The scene moved rapidly between the sky and the earth, and when Xiang Si recovered her senses, her feet were empty, and her body seemed to be falling with weightlessness.

She subconsciously supported her body with spiritual power, and the surrounding black air filled her, and the screams of the dragons pierced into her divine consciousness, and the rapid sound of the bell on her clothes was blown by the wind, stabbing her to know the drama pain.

A bad premonition flooded her heart, Xiang Si didn't even dare to turn her head to look around, in a hurry, her gaze fell into the distance, where she was originally standing, Song Qing looked calm at this moment. She is sorting her clothes.

"..." Chill climbed up Xiangsi's spine, stimulating her scalp numb.

Her pretty face turned from white to red, then from red to purple, and then turned blue, then her eyes showed grief and resentment, her lips trembled and trembled, and she let out an incredibly sharp roar:

"Song San!!! You die girl!!!"

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