Demon Concubine Yutian

6139 - Hope the little magic machine is fine

So many negative emotions mixed together, almost crushed Xiao Shenji's brain.

Shenjilong couldn't help stretching out his hands, covered his head, frowned beautifully, and wailed almost in pain from his throat.

"What Forbidden Sorcerer?"

Shenjilong tried his best to maintain a clear mind, and wanted to ask about Jin Ling's remnant soul.

However, there is no response.

After roaring, Jin Ling's remnant soul, as if he had fulfilled his mission, turned into billions of golden rays, and shot towards the body of the Divine Machine Dragon.

The Divine Machine Dragon wanted to dodge, but since Jin Ling was already at the level of a true god, how could he be able to dodge a mere seventh-rank Mad Martial Immortal dragon?

boom!boom!
boom!boom!
Hundreds of millions of golden awns turned into four directions, east, west, north, south, forming four celestial poles, rotating into a spiral, converging like a storm, and shuttling around the Shenjilong.

At this moment, all the secrets inherited from the Golden Dragon Clan that Jin Ling left behind during his lifetime were absorbed into the body of the Shenjilong in the form of an explosive stream of information.

"Wow."

The Divine Machine Dragon suffers from pain.

He felt his body, from four different directions, being squeezed, penetrated, and crushed by four spiral millstones, turning into pieces, "Ahhhhhhhhhhh—"

The scream of pain could no longer be suppressed.

On his humanoid body, a huge dragon-shaped soul unexpectedly emerged.

And the inheritance of the golden dragon actually directly affects the soul.

After breaking, comes rebuilding.

The tattered soul fragments were reassembled under the action of the four golden spiral mills.

"It's miserable."

Ye Luo looked outside, and couldn't help but feel distressed, "This kind of inheritance cultivation method, just looking at it, hurts. Little Shenji has always been delicate, how can he bear it?"

Si Yutian showed a heavy expression, and said: "I'm afraid I can't bear it, but I must bear it."

Ye Luo sighed: "That's right, he is the last golden dragon in heaven and earth."

In this world, there is no second dragon who is qualified to inherit these.

"We'll wait for him here." Si Yutian held his wife's hand, he felt her palm was a little cold, and knew her worry.

Luo'er and Xiaoshenji have always had a deep relationship between master and servant.

Calculate carefully.

In the One Star Continent in the human world, the Fire Crane Country, when Luo'er and herself just met, they met the little magic machine.At that time, they were not yet married, they were like a dragon, they often joked together, it was like a family of three.

From the bottom of his heart, Si Yutian hoped that there would be nothing wrong with Xiao Shenji.

It would be the best if he could accept the most orthodox inheritance of the former Patriarch of Jinlong.

One after another the dragon howls.

Echoing in this blue meteor valley, the ring-shaped mountain formed a natural echo vibration, and the dragon's roar echoed again and again, almost shaking away the dense blue fog.

The dragon soul of Xiaoshenji, after undergoing a fragmentation and reorganization, did not end.

Before he even had time to catch his breath, the four golden dragon's breath grinding discs in the four directions crushed him in the center again.

"Whoa-"

Little Shenji uttered a miserable dragon chant and rushed straight to Xiaohan.

Wanlong shared the same grief.

Even in the Qingyun Valley, the purple dragon burial area, the red dragon burial area, the black dragon burial area, the white dragon burial area, the blue dragon burial area, and the green dragon burial area, a total of thousands of dragon corpses resonated at the same time.

The deafening dragon chant rushed out of the Blue Meteor Valley and radiated in all directions.

(End of this chapter)