Devouring Sword God

Chapter 1077 The Talkative Old Dragon
Just as Ling Zhan and others felt, after being blasted out of eight ancient temples in a row, Yi Xiaoyao finally came to the top of Tongling Mountain and entered the ninth ancient temple.

With the previous eight experiences, he became more careful each time, but every time he didn't even have a chance to speak, and was kicked out of the ancient temple.

So this time, Yi Xiaoyao no longer cautiously probed, but walked into the ancient temple without any scruples.

Inside the temple is a statue of a five-clawed golden dragon.

"Real dragon?"

Seeing this statue, Yi Xiaoyao was taken aback for a moment.

Because he did hear that there were nine ancestors of true spirits in the spirit race, but he had never heard of any spirit who had awakened the blood of a true dragon.

But the next moment, Yi Xiaoyao snorted coldly, and shouted at the statue in front of him: "Old Dragon, come out!"

His words contained the resentment and anger that had been blasted out eight times before, and it was already broken.

Even though this ninth ancient temple was his last chance, he didn't want to be as passive as before, at worst, he would leave without being guided by the true spirit.

And as Yi Xiaoyao's voice fell, the golden dragon statue exuded a coercion several times more terrifying than the previous eight statues, and layers of golden light emerged.

A golden figure rose from the statue, looking down at Yi Xiaoyao.

Just like the eight true spirits before, the remnant soul of the true spirit in front of him also has no emotion.

"What? You want to blow me out, my lord?"

Yi Xiaoyao sneered, looked at Jinlong True Spirit, and said, "But I can tell you, the eight cats and dogs in front treated me like that. When I become a real fairy in the future, they will definitely cramp their tendons and crush them!" If you don't want to end up like them, you have to think it over!"

After saying such words, he is naturally not afraid of what the true spirit will do to him.

Because after eight previous contacts with the real spirit, Yi Xiaoyao had already discovered that the remnants of the real spirit in the psychic mountain could only attack with the coercion of a high-level creature.

Although Yi Xiaoyao didn't have enough control over the emperor's arrogance to truly contend against the coercion of the true spirit, it was simply impossible for the other party to kill him.

If this is the case, it is better to try this method of provocative threats.

And when Yi Xiaoyao's words were spoken, the real dragon remnant soul really didn't blow him out, but still looked at him indifferently.

"Eh? Really useful?"

Yi Xiaoyao was also very surprised. If it were the eight real dragons before, he might have been kicked out before he finished speaking.

"It seems that you, the old dragon, have a much better temper than those eight cats and dogs."

Yi Xiaoyao grinned at the real dragon remnant soul, but his body was always tense, ready to be blown away at any time.

At this time, the eyes of the real dragon remnant soul finally moved, but there was a sneer.

"My temper, the old dragon, is much worse than those eight cats and dogs. If it were the past, you would have died under the power of my old dragon!"

The real dragon's remnant soul has a loud voice, although it is a remnant soul, it has the appearance of an emperor.

Yi Xiaoyao looked at the other party in amazement again, and he didn't expect that the other party would respond to him like this.

In particular, this guy actually did the same thing as him, calling the previous eight true spirits a cat and a dog.

However, this instead aroused his interest.

"Then why didn't you attack me?"

Yi Xiaoyao raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Could it be that seeing my young master, I am very imposing, and I am afraid that I will really come to trouble you in the future?"

"Yes, and no."

The remnant soul of the real dragon said majestically: "The old dragon just saw the shadow of himself from your body, so he will keep you here."

"Really?"

Yi Xiaoyao couldn't help smiling, he didn't expect that his method of smashing cans and smashing would just suit the other party's appetite.

Then, he struck while the iron was hot, and continued to laugh in this tone: "In that case, why don't you do me a favor, old dragon?"

"The people who come here are nothing more than to awaken the blood of the true spirit, to be attracted by the true spirit, and to inspire the power of the true spirit."

The figure transformed by the remnant soul of the real dragon volleyed with his hands behind his back, looked at Yi Xiaoyao, and then shook his head.

"As for you, you are not my descendant, and you don't have my true dragon blood in your body, so how can you awaken?"

After finishing speaking, he looked up to the sky and sighed, and said: "Old Dragon, the blood that I left in this world has already declined. Not to mention you, even if you are a spiritual race, few people can awaken my blood."

Hearing this, Yi Xiaoyao didn't feel surprised, let alone feel disappointed.

Because he already knew that he didn't have any true dragon blood, and his purpose was not to awaken the true spirit blood.

"Old Dragon, I want you to help me. It's not about awakening any bloodlines, but for you to teach me true spirit guidance."

Yi Xiaoyao said seriously to the old dragon: "If you help me today, I will repay you twice in the future!"

"True Spirit Guide?"

The old dragon looked at Yi Xiaoyao again, and said, "You don't have the blood of the real spirit, even if you get the real spirit, it won't be able to play any role."

"You don't have to worry about that, I have my own uses."

Yi Xiaoyao grinned, as long as he was guided by the true spirit, he could borrow the power of Kunpeng, which was his original purpose.

After speaking, he looked at the other party expectantly, waiting for the other party's response.

Originally, Yi Xiaoyao thought that the other party would hesitate, but unexpectedly, the old dragon nodded and agreed without even thinking about it.

"Forget it, since you have come here and are in harmony with my disposition, then it is destined to be with me, and it is not impossible to send you a guide."

The degree to which the real dragon remnant soul is easy to talk almost makes it difficult for Yi Xiaoyao to accept.

Immediately afterwards, the remnant soul of the real dragon raised his hand a little towards him, and a ray of golden light shot towards him.

Yi Xiaoyao didn't resist, and let the golden light sink into his eyebrows.

At the moment when the golden light entered his body, a message suddenly popped up in his mind, that it was True Spirit Yin!
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(End of this chapter)