Slaughter the sky against the dragon

Chapter 92, Sacrifice the Incomplete Hallows

"With me here, you want to grasp the battle flag!"

The black snake opened its mouth and made a sharp sound, but the sharp sound was old and full of exhaustion.

Long Buqi looked indifferent, "You are just a mark, as long as I destroy you, I can control this small world, which is equivalent to controlling the battle flag."

The black snake roared.

"I was transformed by the secret seal of the Martial Saint. You are only in the Qi Condensation Stage of the Yuanzang Realm. Why do you kill me?"

A trace of contempt flashed in Long Buqi's eyes.

"Are you trying to scare me when I'm a three-year-old child? Your master has been dead for hundreds of years, and you can't get replenished with Yuanli. After such a long time, you are already very weak! And my real body is Outside, you can continuously input Yuanli to wipe you out, it's only a matter of time!"

sizzle! .
Wisps of pure Yuan force invaded.

Showing its original shape, it transformed into dragons and weapons, densely packed into the whole mountain.

The black snake's huge black eyes suddenly panicked.

The dragon snorted coldly.

"Submit to me, or die!"

Thousands of dragons are not used, and they are also cold drinks.

"Submit to me, or die!"

"Submit to me, or die!".
The sound of drinking is like a tide, and the reputation is huge.

It made the whole small world tremble slightly!
sizzle! .
Another wisp of yuan power soaked in.

Turning into dragons and weapons one by one, it filled the three mountains!
Roar!
The black snake roared unwillingly.

It was transformed by the secret seal left by the martial sage, and it was really not reconciled to ask it to submit to a warrior in the condensation period.

But if you are not sincere, you will be obliterated and disappear forever!
Complex colors of hesitation, struggle, ferociousness, and anger flashed in the huge black eyes.

In the end, it turned into a helpless sigh in vain.

"Okay, I am willing to convince you sincerely, I hope you will not dishonor the reputation of this holy artifact!"

"This sacred artifact fell into my hands, and it is its blessing. You should feel lucky."

Long Buqi's expression was indifferent, now that he needs this holy artifact because of his low cultivation base, if it was placed in his previous life, it would be no different from trash, and he wouldn't even glance at it.

The black python was a little annoyed, but it was not easy to attack, so it snorted coldly.

"I hope that your future achievements will be as arrogant as your words!"

It obligingly closed its huge black pupils.

The tens of thousands of dragons that crowded the three mountains suddenly moved, gathered quickly, and merged with each other one by one.

hum!
Finally, it condenses into a dragon.

The whole body is blooming with bright Yuanli brilliance.

Shrinking and shrinking, it turned into a human-shaped imprint, imprinted between the eyebrows of the black evil python!
The outside world of Zhanqi Small World.

Long Buqi slowly opened his eyes.

Yan Xiaochan asked, "Brother Buqi, what's going on?"

"The sacrifice is done." Long Buqi nodded slightly, the black evil python was not a real life, it was similar to Qi Ling, it was transformed by the imprint left by the elders of the Ji family.

After the death of the elder of the Ji family, the mark left behind lost its owner.

After hundreds of years of evolution, a trace of independent wisdom was born, which can be transformed into a black evil python in the small world of Zhanqi.

He left a brand of Yuanli on the black evil python, and the black evil python must obey his command, otherwise, as long as he moves his mind, he will be annihilated in ashes!

Controlling the black snake is tantamount to controlling this incomplete holy weapon!

This is the simplest and most direct way to refine the sacred artifact.

Of course, obliterating the original master's mark and branding his Yuanli mark can also be sacrificed.

However, Longbuqi did not choose to do so.

On the one hand, although the imprint left by the elders of the Ji family is very weak, it will take a long time to completely erase it.

On the other hand, the imprint left by the elders of the Ji family has already given birth to spiritual wisdom, which makes this holy artifact possess spiritual wisdom, which is extremely rare.

Therefore, in the end, I chose to control the black evil python to control this incomplete holy artifact!

Woohoo! .
Suddenly, there were bursts of strange sounds from the depths of the valley, like weeping, like laughing wildly.

"Senior brother, my head hurts."

Yan Xiaochan's pretty face was pale, she held her ears tightly, and collapsed on the grass, curled up, like a kitten that was annoyed by mice, her beautiful eyes were full of tears, and she almost cried in pain.

"Who is pretending to be a ghost!"

Long Buqi stared into the depths of the valley, a cold light flashed in his eyes.

He walked quickly to Yan Xiaochan's side, and injected Yuanli into her body to help her resist.

Long Buqi also felt a tingling sensation. This weird sound was like an awl piercing his ears, making his whole head seem to be split open!
hum!
"Nilong Gong" operates in the body by itself, isolating the sound, and immediately dispelling the tingling sensation.

While injecting Yuanli into Yan Xiaochan, he picked her up on his back, and Tianmo took nine steps and rushed towards the depths of the valley.

This weird voice is obviously a kind of sound skill.

He wanted to see who was deep in the valley.

The ancient trees in the valley are luxuriant, and the deeper you go, the more reckless it is.

Whoosh!
Long Buqi performed the Nine Steps of the Heavenly Demon, like walking on flat ground, and soon came to the deepest part of the valley.

From a distance, I saw a dead old tree. A man with three heads, six arms and two legs, or a monster, was nailed to the trunk by a wooden spear, covered in dust, and had been dead for an unknown number of years.

At its feet, the blood was mottled, it had already dried up, and a lot of moss had grown.

The blood was not red, but green.

Woohoo! .
The strange sound came from this dead body. It seemed to hear the footsteps of Long Buqi, and the sound stopped abruptly and became quiet.

The whole valley was suddenly dead silent.

"Brother Buqi, let's go, there is something strange here."

Yan Xiaochan's voice trembled

Long Buqi patted her lightly, turned his head and gave her a reassuring look, staring at this strange dead body.

"Are you pretending to be a ghost?"

It was very quiet in the valley.

The corpse didn't "open" to speak.

Only the sound of Yan Xiaochan's suppressed breathing, she was extremely nervous, lying on Long Buqi's back, hugging his neck tightly.

Long Buqi was almost strangled by her, "Junior Sister Xiaochan, loosen up, do you want to strangle me to death?"

Yan Xiaochan's pretty face was flushed, she let go slightly, and her tense spirit relaxed a lot, she couldn't help but glanced sideways at his handsome face, whenever she looked at him like this, no matter where it was dangerous, she would feel at ease.

"Brother Buqi, you are so brave, I can't do it, I'm scared when I see this."

Long Buqi smiled.

"As a warrior, there is nothing in the world that we should fear."

Ears are itching, Yan Xiaochan's voice is very pleasant, soft and soft, she always speaks in such a low voice, as if she is afraid of speaking too loudly to be disgusting, but this time she said it in her ear, she can hear it very clearly .

hum!
Long Buqi released wisps of energy to sense the corpse.

A dead body cannot make a sound, and there must be something strange in it.

(End of this chapter)