Taishang Hualong Jue

Chapter 142 The Ancestor of the Underworld Dragon Clan in Purgatory Arrives
When Qin Luo was thinking about how to use the corpse of the Purgatory Underworld Dragon to temper the "keel", his neck suddenly felt numb and itchy. His face darkened, and he reached out to grab it, and grabbed Xiaodie in his hand, with unkind eyes.

"It's finally over, the baby is scared to death."

Youdie sent out a clear wave of thoughts, and a humanized look of fear appeared on her fat and chubby face.

"If you dare to crawl on me in the future, be careful that I will crush you to death. It's as simple as crushing a bug. Uh, you are a bug."

Qin Luo threatened viciously, this guy, when he was fighting with the old guy from the Purgatory Underworld Dragon Clan, crawled up and down in front of his chest, and thinking about it now gives him a chill.

"You think your little master, I think, it stinks." Youdie said disdainfully, and lazily climbed onto the back of his hand.

Looking down at the three-day headless dragon body a few meters away, his small eyes suddenly lit up.

I can't see any movement of it, and there is a dreamlike luster emerging on the body, and pieces of fascinated light surround the body, like beautiful and beautiful butterflies flying lightly and lightly, a strong wave of thoughts spread out and swept out.

There seemed to be a low, indistinct, indistinct murmur in Qin Luo Qinyan's ear.

Then I saw fluorescent lights floating out of the three headless dragons, and where their heads were blasted, fluorescent lights also appeared and gathered together.

The phantoms of the three Purgatory Underworld Dragons actually appeared, but their eyes were dull and empty, and at the same time, it seemed that a gust of wind could easily blow them away.

"It's their souls."

Qin Yan exclaimed, and also noticed the frightened look of the Heavenly Soul Snake on his shoulder.

The vague murmur sounded again, like the sound of summoning souls, the souls of the three illusory, infinitely weaker Purgatory Dragons floated towards the young butterfly.

A psychedelic light feather enveloped the past, turning into a vortex, directly crushing and devouring the three souls.

The vortex light became brighter and brighter, and turned into pieces of light feathers again, turning around on Qin Yan's shoulders, scaring the heavenly soul snake into Qin Yan's clothes, and then the light feathers returned to Qin Luo's hands and disappeared. Inside the larvae.

Qin Luo could feel the fluctuations of thoughts rising in the young butterfly's body, and he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart. This phantom butterfly is really terrifying, it can confine the soul and grow by devouring the soul.

"Here, share with you."

Youdie lazily turned over, and even hiccupped, her eyes were bright, and she glanced at Qin Luo, a misty light flew towards his brow, exuding a pure soul breath.

Qin Luo frowned, and an illusory and transparent bell shadow emerged, covering his head.

"No? Or don't you dare?"

Young butterfly's thoughts came, revealing a trace of teasing, the two slender tentacles shook.

Qin Luo pursed his lips and dispersed the shadow of the bell, a small vortex appeared between his brows, swallowing that ray of misty light.

The soul chapter of Taishang Hualong Jue was running, and soon the lost light was refined, and a mighty soul force poured into the soul space, nourishing the thoughts that had not been condensed.

His eyes opened, his eyes flashed, and there was a halo between his brows. He felt that he was one step closer to transforming his mind into a divine mind.

"How?" You Die asked with her thoughts, shaking her tentacles, a smile seemed to appear in her bright eyes, "Follow my little master, I will bring you delicious food and spicy food, and I will guarantee you to condense your soul body within three months. In the future, the soul will be at the first-class level together."

Qin Luo stared at it for a long time, a smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said slowly, "I think there is a better way?"

Youdie suddenly became vigilant, shook her tentacles, and sent out a slightly flustered wave of thoughts, "You, what do you want to do?"

"Don't worry, I'm not interested in a fluffy bug." Qin Luo chuckled, showing a look of self-confidence and kindness, and lightly tapped Xiaodie's head with his fingers, "However, I am very interested in your inheritance."

Youdie almost jumped up, but under Qin Luo's fingers, she lay on her stomach weakly, "Don't even think about it, kid, it's my family's inheritance, you, a human being, can't cultivate."

"How can you not try it? Besides, even if you can't practice, you can still study it."

Qin Luo laughed lightly, his eyes were bright, lingering with misty light, and his thoughts were pervasive, obviously guarding against Xiaodie's sudden illusion attack on him.

"I think those things can be considered in the future." Xiaodie's fat body moved, and she suddenly said with her thoughts.

"Huh? What do you mean?" Qin Luo raised his eyebrows.

"Do you think these three demon kings are the only ones in Purgatory Underworld Dragon Clan following my tracks?" Youdie sent out a thought wave.

"Let's go quickly, I have already sensed the aura of the Purgatory Underworld Dragon Clan approaching, presumably it was brought by these three loaches.

If I guessed correctly, the Purgatory Underworld Dragon Clan already knew that three demon kings had died, and their demon king might be on their way. "

Qin Luo's face was solemn, and Qin Yan also stood up from the cross-legged recovery. Thinking about it, it is really possible. The Purgatory Underworld Dragon Clan has been passed down for tens of thousands of years, with a profound foundation and too many secrets. You can always know and know the lives of the strong in the clan. Status shouldn't be an issue.

With a wave of his hand, spiritual energy was poured into the Qiankun ring, and a circle of ripples spread out, and the three-headed purgatory underworld dragon was put away. After asking the ancient holy dragon to erase their breath, the two left quickly.

And not long after they left, a blurred black spot suddenly appeared in the void, quickly approaching the valley, and turned into a figure covered in a large black robe. His clothes were broken in the wind, and his powerful aura filled the air. .

He scanned the battlefield, smelling the smell of blood in the air, as well as the broken dragon scales, his face gradually became gloomy and ugly, and the killing intent erupted uncontrollably.

In the next few minutes, strong men flew over from all around, and a depressive atmosphere enveloped the field.

Ten minutes later, a majestic coercion descended, distorting the void, and a slightly blurred figure manifested. The powerful aura caused the void to fluctuate.

"Meet the ancestors."

Seeing the person coming, the strong men of the Purgatory Underworld Dragon Race who gathered here changed their colors one after another. Unexpectedly, the ancestors were shocked and came down in person. They showed respect and bowed to salute.

Silence, depression!
Gives people a sense of storm coming.

The Patriarch of the Underworld Dragon Clan in Purgatory stands proudly in the void, his body twisted and blurred, as if melting into the void.

After a long time, his figure slowly dissipated, and only a cold voice filled with endless killing intent came to the ears of every powerhouse of the Underworld Dragon Clan in Purgatory.

"Investigate! No matter what! Find out who took away the remnants of the Phantom Spirit Butterfly Clan. If you dare to kill me, Elder Purgatory Underworld Dragon, you must be prepared for bloody revenge from our clan!"

"Yes!"

Although the Patriarch of the Purgatory Underworld Dragon Clan has left, the demon king powerhouse who was present respectfully bowed towards the void where he was before, and responded.

Immediately, killing intent swept across the world, and demon kings and powerful men were scattered in all directions.

(End of this chapter)