This flood is not right!

Chapter 49 The Second Grade of Celestial Immortal (Please read more!)
Silently!

The collision of the streamer transformed by the Yuanlong Pearl and the shadow of the black cauldron should have been earth-shattering, but a stream of light spurted out from the mouth of the cauldron, caressing and circling the streamer formed by the Yuanlong Pearl lightly, and the tattered bead Then it flew back staggeringly, and landed in Yu Qing Lingshen's palm, no matter how the black dragon drove it, there was no movement!
"No! No! I was wrong!!"

Seeing that Yuanlongzhu was completely refined in this way, his own resistance did not have the slightest effect, and the black dragon's stern voice resounded throughout the sea of ​​consciousness in Zifu.

"Fellow Daoist, please be merciful! My deity, no, Xiaolong, Xiaolong is willing to surrender!!"

"Xiaolong is willing to be a slave and a servant, fellow Taoist! My lord!! Forgive me!!!"

The black dragon who was completely shocked by the black cauldron tried his best to escape to avoid the shadow formed by the black cauldron, and at the same time begged Yu Qing for mercy.

However, at this moment, Yu Qing's mind was completely focused on the mysterious black cauldron.

From the appearance of the black dragon and the fear when it saw it, it was obvious that it had seen this round tripod before and knew its power, otherwise it would not be so frightened.

In any case, the black dragon's heel knowledge is still there, and it is impossible to be so frightened and even begged to be a slave just because of a spirit treasure.

Looking coldly at the black dragon being chased by the black cauldron with no way to go to the sky and nowhere to go to the ground, and listening to its stern voice, Yu Qing's heart did not fluctuate.

Not to mention its previous behavior, even if he is willing to spare it this time, he can't control that black cauldron!
Gradually, a stream of light spewed out from the mouth of the tripod, gently wrapping the fleeing black dragon around, and dragging it into the mouth of the tripod unswervingly no matter how the black dragon struggled.

"Forgive me, forgive me!!!"

"Father God, why is this vicious thing in the body of a mere celestial being!"

"no, do not want!!!"

"I hate it!! I'm unwilling!!"

A scream of extreme fear came from the mouth of the black dragon, and it was slowly dragged into the cauldron in despair.

"First...first..."

Before it could say the name of the tripod, it was gently swallowed into the tripod without making any sound.

Yu Qing's remnant soul of the black dragon that was almost completely annihilated was dissolved by the black cauldron. He stared blankly at the phantom that flew towards him and shook slightly, and subconsciously stretched out his hand.

hum~~

Reaching out, but not touching, fingers slid between the shadows.

"You, what exactly is there?"

A thing that makes the innate beings born at the beginning of the world fear extremely, but stays quietly in her body, which makes Yu Qing extremely complicated and uneasy.

Shaking it gently, there was no response to Yu Qing's question at all, a cloud of five-color dense air spewed out from the mouth of the tripod, and merged with his spirit in Yu Qing's daze.

After spewing out this five-color dense air, the shadow of the black cauldron disappeared from the sea of ​​consciousness in the Zifu, and at the same time, a large amount of clean and turbid air gushed out from every inch of flesh and blood.

Not only that, but in the dantian, the amount of clear and turbid air ejected from the mouth of the tripod also increased greatly, and the Qingwei Dao Power in Yu Qing's body increased rapidly.

Click!Click!Click!

When Yu Qing lost his mind, the subtle Dao power of all the veins in his body increased rapidly, and the height of the innate spirit god who merged with the five-colored energy emitted by the black tripod increased by three inches.

With a "boom", a very light sound came from his body, as if a barrier had been broken.

Tai Mingyu is perfect!The second grade of immortality!

Faint clouds and mists emerged from around Yu Qing's body, and between the clouds and mists there were faint flashes of thunder.

The Heavenly Realm of the first rank of the Celestial Immortal, Taihuang Huang Zeng, corresponds to the monk's cloud head escape light, and the second rank of the Celestial Immortal, Taiming Yu Wantian, corresponds to the monk's supernatural power of lightning.

Not only that, but at the same time when his cultivation broke through to the second rank of Celestial Immortal, a tiny light yellow Qingyun flashed away above Yu Qing's head.

After absorbing the cloud of five-color dense energy, his realm of Taoism soared directly to the third-rank Celestial Immortal Qingming He Tongtian.

"Huh~~" There was a long silence, and Yu Qing breathed a sigh of relief.

I temporarily buried my doubts about that black cauldron in my heart. Now it is obviously unwilling to communicate with me, but it should be willing after my cultivation level improves, right?

After figuring it out, he first checked his own situation, and he was a little bit surprised when he found that his realm of Taoism was higher than his real cultivation base.

"That group of five-color dense air, I'm afraid it's not the essence of the black dragon's remnant soul refined by the black cauldron?"

Touching his chin, after thinking about it for a while, he felt that his guess should be right.

Otherwise, his innate spirit would not have improved so much.

"This time it's a blessing in disguise."

Yin Jue pinched, and a thunder light was ready to go out in his hands. Seeing the light of lightning dancing in his hands, Yu Qing nodded in satisfaction.

Compared with the time when he was at the first rank, the mana consumption of the same thunder magic power has been reduced by [-]%, the casting speed has been increased by [-]%, and the power has been increased by as much as [-]%.

He waved away the thunder light in his hand, and touched his heart with lingering fear, thinking about the thrilling situation before and felt a burst of fear.

A mighty remnant soul who has lost a Yuanhui almost wiped out himself completely. In fact, if there was no existence of the black cauldron, he would have disappeared at this time.

"The prehistoric land is full of dangers. It may be useful to follow the master sometimes, but it is actually useless when there is a crisis!"

Realizing the truth of Huang Long's words again, Yu Qing looked around the underground space and sighed.

The black dragon obviously had a grudge with his teacher, so he didn't even have a trace of vitality when he acted.

"Could it be that Master and the others were responsible for the demise of this fellow?"

Thinking of this, Yu Qing's face immediately became a little weird, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that it was possible, otherwise the Black Dragon would not be so decisive after finding out that he was following him.

"Poor, but also hateful!"

Looking up through the transparent dome and the clear water of the lake, Yu Qing noticed that the clouds and mist in the cliff seemed to have faded a bit.

"From now on, the opportunity to fall into the Dragon Cliff will be gone!"

Sensing this change in the valley, Yu Qing suddenly reacted.

I completely refined the living flesh and blood of the black dragon, and the remnant soul of the black dragon turned into the cloud of gas that I made the innate spirit and god stronger, which is tantamount to cutting off the chance of falling into the dragon cliff.

"Well, it should be fine. After all, it's already been a Yuanhui, and it should be exhausted."

"Well, it has nothing to do with me!"

After reacting, Yu Qing shrank her neck like a thief, comforted herself and quietly left the already messy underground space.

"Sure enough, due to the disappearance of the black dragon's remnant soul and living flesh, Falling Dragon Cliff is about to change."

In the tunnel, the heavy pressure before had disappeared at this moment, and Yu Qing flew all the way to the entrance.

"It's still there!"

Looking at Han Songzi sitting cross-legged beside the pool, Yu Qing scratched her head and then quietly moved to the entrance of the corridor without disturbing Han Songzi.

"Fellow Daoist Han, I haven't seen you for a few days, how is it?"

(End of this chapter)