wicked immortal

On the beach, there was a suffocating silence.

It was only at this time that the villagers discovered that there was a round black stone on the altar. The stone was not bright, but it was extremely deep. The vast starry sky.

In a round of Celtic melodious Sanskrit, the blessing ended.

The excited and tearful villagers went home contentedly. People looked at Celtic with incomparable respect.

This is a perfect blessing.

There has never been a written record of the appearance of the dragon god in the Celts' written records of wizard blessing activities. Today, hundreds of people in the entire village have witnessed the dragon god personally visiting this small village.

There is no doubt that this is a blessing for the Celtics.

No one thought that this religious event had nothing to do with prayer, but the resurrection of an ancient dragon god—the dragon god.Of course, even if the Celts knew about it, they wouldn't mind, because their belief was originally the god of dragons.

However, it is worth mentioning that if Celts revealed the news of the resurrection of the dragon god, it is likely that the current effect will not be achieved, because once humans find out, the resurrection of the dragon god needs their help , then, the power of faith is likely to be greatly reduced, especially some rebellious young people, they are likely to dismiss it.

After the religious ceremony was over, the villagers went home separately, and Zhao Yuan arrived at the beach where he had agreed to meet with Celtic ahead of time. After a while, Celtic with a cautious face came, holding the dark oval stone.

"How is it?" Zhao Yuan looked at Celtic. He was not sure if the resurrection was successful, because he hadn't sensed the existence of the dragon god yet. However, that dark oval stone had an amazing The surging power, as if something was trapped in the stone and was rampaging.

"The dragon soul was broken up and hurt badly. It takes a little time for them to fuse together." Celtic gently stroked the dark oval stone, with a hint of obsession and intoxication on his face.

"how long?"

"It won't take long, soon, soon!"

In Celtic's beautiful eyes, there was an incomparably fanatical look, and between her hands, there was radiance, and the aura circled around the dark oval stone.

Looking at the brilliance hovering in Celtic's palm, Zhao Yuan was secretly amazed that this woman actually used her natal soul to conceive this dark oval stone.

The dark oval stone was conceived by Celtic's natal soul, and the depth like a black hole kept flowing, as if crazily devouring Celtic's life force.The speed is extremely fast...

……

A terrifying scene appeared.

Under the crazy devouring, Celtic's beautiful face quickly became extremely old. The originally round cheeks became like orange peels in just a few breaths. What surprised Zhao Yuan the most was , Celtic's charming blond hair turned into snow-white at a speed visible to the naked eye.

If it continues to suck, Celtic may die.

"Celtic!"

Zhao Yuan turned pale in shock, and quickly stretched out his hand to pull her. However, Celtic seemed to be afraid that Zhao Yuan would disturb her, so he took a few steps back and shook his head at Zhao Yuan. His eyes, which had become extremely cloudy, were full of determination. color.

"Brother Long's memory has been shattered, and he can only be resurrected if he is conceived by my soul." Celtic's blue eyes, which were originally full of energy, have become muddy, and his melodious voice has also become trembling. Without a trace, she became a dying old woman.

"Why are you bothering..." Zhao Yuan sighed.

"If Brother Long is dead, what's the point of me being alive?" Kyle's body is still shrinking, he is skinny, his mouth is shriveled, and his eye sockets are sunken. a skeleton.

"..." Zhao Yuan opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.

"Brother Long, goodbye..." Celtic's eyes were blurred, and he made a tender voice, like a girl in Huaichun.

Pong!

Zhao Yuan backed away in shock. The skinny Celtic collapsed, like a human figure made of a pile of powder suddenly collapsed. Then, the powder that hadn't fallen on the ground turned into a wisp of green smoke, completely disappearing...

……

In the blink of an eye when Celtic disappeared, a middle-aged man in a snow-white robe suddenly appeared on the beach out of thin air, standing with his hands behind his back, and the robe on his body was automatic, hunting.

The middle-aged man is tall and tall, his handsome features are not angry and majestic, and his eyes are extremely deep, just like the vast night sky. He just stands there quietly, but he gives people a majesty of a high mountain, The heart of love and reverence arises spontaneously.

"You brought me back to life?" The middle-aged stared at Zhao Yuan with deep eyes.

"No." Zhao Yuan shook his head.

"No?" The middle-aged man was taken aback.

"It's Celtic."

"Kelt...Who is Celt?" The middle-aged man frowned and stared at Zhao Yuan.

"Celtic is Celtic, and I don't know who she is." A wry smile appeared on the corner of Zhao Yuan's mouth, he didn't know Celtic's name.Obviously, what Celtic represents is just a race, not her real name.

"Why resurrect me?" The middle-aged man thought for a while and asked.

"She likes you, she is a dragon with wings." Zhao Yuan smiled wryly.

"Pterosaur?" The middle-aged man seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, as if he was celebrating something.

"Yes."

"She's dead?" The middle-aged man glanced around.

"Yes."

"Where is the owner of the dragon armor on your body?" The middle-aged man's deep eyes suddenly became as sharp as a blade, and his indifferent expression became murderous.

"She is trapped in a pool in the Black Forest of Zhanyun Continent. She wants me to inform you so that you can rescue her."

Zhao Yuan was startled, he didn't expect that the other party could directly see that he was carrying the dragon armor, which was really unbelievable, you know, Zhao Yuan didn't activate the dragon armor.

Back then, when Zhao Yuan was fighting Sanxian, Sanxian couldn't see that Zhao Yuan was wearing a dragon armor.Immediately, Zhao Yuan was relieved, because the giant dragon in the Black Forest said that as long as the dragon saw him, he would know of her existence.

Obviously, this giant dragon and the giant dragon in the black forest are of the same family, and they have a wonderful instinctive feeling for each other's dragon armor.

"Take me there." The middle-aged man seemed to be not good at words, or he hadn't spoken for too long, and his words were not only extremely concise, but also had a weird feeling.

"I can't leave here for now."

"Bold!"

The middle-aged man drank lightly, and a heavy pressure pressed towards Zhao Yuan, as if a mountain was falling head-on, and Zhao Yuan was so oppressed that he couldn't breathe.

crackle crackle...

Caught off guard, Zhao Yuan was under such heavy pressure that his joints burst like firecrackers, and blood overflowed from his mouth, ears and nose.

Zhao Yuan hastily urged the mental method of "The Enemy of Ten Thousand Enemies", mobilized the power of the Lingtai world, and resisted the majestic and majestic pressure.

"what……"

The middle-aged man was taken aback for a moment, he didn't expect Zhao Yuan, an ordinary cultivator, to be able to withstand his blow.

The middle-aged man did not stop the majestic pressure, snorted coldly, stared at Zhao Yuan with deep eyes, instead kept pushing, the pressure became more and more violent, like a pair of huge shackles Live in Zhao Yuan, keep tightening.

Zhao Yuan's proud and tyrannical body could not move at all, but instead of begging for mercy, he gritted his teeth and struggled hard.