"I...the spirit.

The Dragon King hesitated for a moment, and said the word spirit, Xia Yi had a puzzled look in his eyes, he didn't know what spirit was.

"Spirit?"

"It can be seen that it is something similar to the bone marrow, the birth of the divine power, the essence of the divine realm.

After Xia Yi heard this, the heart of his body thumped straight, which means that Xia Yi has imagined it, it is really a treasure! Is it a treasure that can step into a god? If it is, then who else can stop him on this day? !!

This caused Xia Yi's breathing to become rapid involuntarily.

"But it's a pity that I'm afraid that you won't be able to cultivate into your body. After all, you are not a dragon. Forcible cultivation will lead to a complete loss of your cultivation base, and even if you can practice, it will at best strengthen your martial arts. It's a great waste, and I don't want my soul to be buried.

The dragon king’s eyes were sincere, not like lying. Xia Yi thought about it. This kind of uprooting and facilitating behavior is not much different from the refining power real pill. Even if he fits perfectly, he will not be able to get into the gods. At most, he will become a sage. The strong, but the road ahead has been blocked, and in the long run it will only lose money but not make money.

So, Dragon King, what do you suggest me to do?

Xia Yi felt that since the Dragon King said so, the Dragon King must have his own ideas.

"You used the evil **** to refine your sword, how about I am willing to be the gun in your hand?-

"Do you mean??\'

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Xia Yi couldn’t hold it anymore. The dignified dragon king actually turned into a weapon in his hand voluntarily. This is different from the situation of the Cthulhu. The Cthulhu was forcibly refined into a sword by the sword emperor. The gods existed. So noble, is it not an insult to be refined into artifacts, and what is it?

If it's other parts of the body, that's fine, but the key is the essence!

"Hehe, it's also a pose. If my spine can protect the world I love in another way, what sorrow do I have? It's a continuation instead."

"Dragon.-. Righteousness!!"

Xia Yi now knows what greatness is. Isn’t this kind of temperament that the people advocated by the human race is the foundation of the human race? Should monks protect themselves from death? The dragon race is indeed a great race. .

From this point alone, Human Race has to step aside.

"It doesn't matter what righteousness is, if you change to an ancestor of your human race,-will definitely make the same decision as me.

"Then... what about your consciousness? Will it turn into an instrumental spirit?"

Xia Yi thought this way. It is a good thing that this is like this. Normally, with Wushu, the essence of the Dragon King can be taken out at critical moments, and if the Dragon King is a tool spirit, I am afraid that the knowledge may not be less than that of Haotian.

"No, Divine Essence doesn't have any consciousness, and my consciousness now has this last trace."

". Continue?")

Xia Yi now really hopes that the Dragon King can continue to exist, and such great beings should not disappear.

"I'm already dead, the remnant spirit is my obsession."

"But that evil god...

"We are born after birth."

When the Dragon King said this, he sighed slightly. The only remaining creatures who wanted to survive were the remnant spirits, and it was too difficult to recover.

"Is there no way?

"No, even Ming can't continue me. I am a remnant spirit, just a trace of unwilling obsession. The evil **** is dead, and I will dissipate sooner or later. Now I feel at ease. I have lived for a long time. In this year, I can desperately die a young innate god, I have made a lot of money!"

The Dragon King spoke slowly, his tone made Xia Yi a little sad, and he understood some of the past. It seemed that the Dragon King was almost dead when the evil **** descended on the Heavenly Spirit, but he still tried his best to protect the Nanling Region.

"I can't guarantee the future, but I will do my best in the controversy.

The mind of the Dragon King made Xia Yi sincerely admire him. This is the true hero and the spirit he admires most, although he thinks he can't do it.

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"So enough!"

The Dragon King smiled, and the remnant spirit faded away.

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"Finally, while I have not completely disappeared, pierce your psychic spear into the ground. I will help you. The spirit is between the innate and the acquired. With the help of my spirit, the future will not be small, you Be the master of it, just treat it well.

"I know.

After the words fell, Xia Yi's will returned to the outside world. After opening his eyes, the scene in the eye was still scorched earth. This dragon is buried in a great existence, but it is a pity that even his tomb does not exist at this moment.

Xia Yi sighed deeply for this, and took out Wuqi's spear and pierced it into the ground forcefully. The spear sank into the ground for two-thirds. Xia Yi didn't control Wuqi, but the spear radiated a burst of violent light on its own. Gradually spreading lines, these lines are like blood vessels flowing with strange power, changing the entire spear, and the alternating light, the rhythm is like breathing or heartbeat

The last vitality and aura of this area of ​​the dragon tomb dissipated in the change of the spear, until this place was completely turned into death, and even the scorched earth was cracked, and no breath of life could be felt.

The mirage dragon and the Jinpeng Demon Sage were just like this-watching by the side, Jinpeng Demon Sage looked at the spear with envy, he was a bit greedy, but he was stabilized by him. Xia Yi can't move now, and Xia Yi indirectly solves the evil **** , Even if the Dragon King gave Xia Yi a gift, it should be.

In addition, it doesn't know what the treasure is, but it's just helping to transform the weapon. It shouldn't be a good thing, so it doesn't give birth to much greed.

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In the end, the wind was calm and the waves were still shining, Xia Yi pulled the spear out of the ground, and the spear was slightly hot at the moment. Xia Yi waved forward at will, the tip of the spear cut through the air with sparks, and emitted There was a screaming sound.

This kind of voice is like a dragon yin.

And Wuqi's spear seemed to be alive right now, and it didn't feel like a weapon to Xia Yi anymore.

"This spear is now equal to the treasure no matter how you say it, and the quality is still very high, and the treasure is the sage soldier in the popular sense.

Jinpeng Demon Saint was amazed at the side. When Xia Yi first took it out, it was just a Taoist weapon, but the mirage was still looking for something, and Xia Yi's mind also sounded a vain voice at this moment.

"Young emperor, come on, I am very fortunate to accompany you in the battle.

After the words fell, Xia Yi could no longer feel any breath of the Dragon King.

The Mirage also seemed to feel this, lowered his head and bit his lip, tears seemed to fall from the corner of his eyes.

"Brother Xia, where is the Dragon King?"

The voice of the mirage dragon was a bit obstructed, and she was extremely reluctant. During these four months and when she was still in the dragon tomb, the dragon king taught her a lot of dragon things and told her stories, because she was a young dragon and the dragon king was like Her relative, a kind grandfather.

"In my hands, from now on, accompany us to fight together, fight Dongxuan, fight Tianling, and fight Xingkong.

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Greedy wolf

At dawn, Xia Yi and the mirage were still in the Dragon Tomb.