There Is A Dragon In My Well

"By the way, how are you recovering?"

Chu Qiu raised his eyebrows and looked at Wuzhi Qi.

This prehistoric great god will later go to the Earthly Immortal Realm, but this is one of his biggest trump cards.

Chu Qiu is now very concerned about the progress of his cultivation recovery.

"Recovering just fine!"

Speaking of his cultivation, Wuzhi Qi couldn't help but flash a flash of violence, "Back then, King Dayu teamed up with various great gods to forcefully try to kill me. Although I was extremely talented and had a strong bloodline, I was not killed! "

"But he was also severely injured. His bloodline was almost exhausted, and his cultivation level was reduced from Daluo Jinxian to Taiyi Jinxian!"

"After countless years of suppression and ban, all bloodline souls have been blocked. Now the bloodline's power is extremely weak. I don't know how much opportunity and time it will take to truly recover!"

As Wuzhiqi spoke, he couldn't help but burst out a huge black and cold demonic energy.

Faintly, a sky-reaching figure condensed behind him, with a violent and tyrannical aura.

"Do you want to try the technique I created?" Chu Qiu suddenly said.

Wuzhiqi immediately turned his head and glanced at him with disdain: "You? Created a technique by yourself? Ha!"

"What? Do you mean to look down on me?"

Chu Qiu raised his brows and said quietly: "My technique combines the eight or nine profound arts, six-foot-long golden body, the ancient dragon clan's techniques, and the techniques of many prehistoric demon gods!"

"More importantly, I also referred to the real structure of the Twelve Ancestral Witches. If you look down on it, forget it!"

"I thought you could recover faster through my technique!"

"Wait! What did you say?"

Wuzhiqi's expression suddenly changed, and he said incredulously: "The Eighty-nine Mysterious Techniques, the ancient dragon clan's techniques?"

Wuzhiqi's expression was changing, and the balance in his heart was unknowingly tilted.

Whether it is the Eight-Nine Mysterious Techniques, the six-foot-long golden body, or the Ancient Dragon Clan’s techniques, which one is not a top-notch technique that is famous throughout history?

What's more, there are also the true body structure methods of the twelve ancestral witches. If you take out any of them, it is enough to make it greedy.

However, just now he was a little disdainful and even looked down upon Chu Qiu.

Now let him change his words, and for a while, it won't make him lose his skin.

How could Chu Qiu not see what it was thinking? He couldn't help but smile and said: "Okay, stop holding it, you have become my subordinate now, what else is there to hold!"

"Becoming my subordinate is equivalent to joining the lineage of my Jietian Sect, and you are naturally qualified to practice the techniques I created!"

"I will pass it on to you now. Whether it can help you depends on your own destiny!"

Chu Qiu said with a faint smile. As soon as he finished speaking, it was obvious that Wuzhiqi's face looked much better.

A famous prehistoric demon god, he was originally an unruly master.

If it had not been suppressed by Dayu and the gods, the Great Sage Qitian, the Great Sage Fuhai, and the Great Sage Pingtian in the Flower and Fruit Mountain in the Earthly Immortal Realm would all be just younger brothers carrying shoes with him.

Even if his cultivation level has fallen and his bloodline has dried up, not everyone can compare with him.

If you want to conquer it, you must have enough patience.

Chu Qiu was not in a hurry. Anyway, they were already in the same trench now.

"Control your ferocious spirit, and I will pass on the technique to you now!"

Chu Qiu said with a smile, raised his hand and pointed, and a ray of light flew towards the center of Wu Zhi Qi's eyebrows.

Wuzhi Qi was also very sensible, his eyes changed slightly, he gathered his mind and accepted Chu Qiu's gift.

"boom!"

A seemingly inconspicuous light entered his mind and suddenly formed a torrent.

There was a lot of information and knowledge, and when Wuzhi Qi closed his eyes, he couldn't help but tremble with excitement.

"Jie Tian Transformation Technique, is this really your own creation? It's so powerful!"

Wuzhiqi silently watched the Jietian Transformation Technique, pondered for a moment, and suddenly opened his eyes in shock, looking at Chu Qiu in disbelief.

The breadth and immensity of these techniques simply exceeded his imagination.

If you are an ordinary person, maybe when you see this technique, you will only feel that it is very strong and powerful.

But Wuzhiqi is different!

The height it had reached was unmatched by anyone in the Jietian Sect, so what he said he saw was beyond the reach of others.

This Jietian Transformation Technique is definitely the first to establish a sect and can become the top existence in establishing a teaching technique.

It is not inferior to the saint's skills at all, and even better than Zhangliu Golden Body, the Ancient Dragon Clan's skills, and the Eight-nine Mysterious Skills. These skills are richer and more creative.

To be precise, everyone can practice in a different direction by practicing this technique.

All inclusive!

Almost pointing!

This is Wuzhiqi’s evaluation of this technique!

"How's it going? I didn't disappoint you, did I?"

Chu Qiu couldn't help feeling secretly happy when she saw the shocked look of the ancient demon god.

To be able to make an ancient demon god show such a look is not something that ordinary people can do.

"I admit, I underestimated you!"

Wuzhiqi's heart was filled with shock. He looked at Chu Qiu and said with great seriousness: "The East Emperor Bell, the Twelve Capital Gods Array, and the Fuso Sacred Tree!"

"With all these things happening again in your hands, maybe one day when the great calamity of heaven and earth comes, you will really be able to compete for the position of saint!"

"Hahaha……"

Chu Qiu couldn't help laughing happily.

Sanctification, he really meant it.

But not many people believed it, and now he finally heard the word "possible" from others, which made him feel very happy.

Unprecedented fun!

"Okay, you should think about the technique carefully first. I am going to retreat. Once the gods and others finish handling the matters in the human world, we can set off to the upper world!"

"good!"

Wuzhiqi nodded, his attitude obviously much better than before.

Chu Qiu saw it in his eyes, but didn't criticize it. He nodded, swung himself, and climbed to the top of the Fusang Sacred Tree.

Suddenly, the extremely strong energy of the sun, the essence of the sun, enveloped his entire body.

"Ascension is imminent, the Donghuang Bell must be refined as much as possible. Now that the head is open, all I have to do is rely on hard work. Everything depends on you!"

Chu Qiu patted the hibiscus tree and spread out the Twelve Heavenly Gods Formation, completely immersed in the hibiscus tree.

At this moment, Chu Qiu's vision underwent earth-shaking changes.

The crown and roots are all extensions of its thoughts and arms.

Look up at Jiutian, look down at Jiuyou!

Countless roots bounced with a roar, and the whole earth couldn't help but beat a few times like a heart.

Under the extremely deep earth veins, countless tentacle-like roots interspersed rapidly, tightly connecting the Bohai Sea, Yellow Sea, South China Sea, and East China Sea, forming a vaguely huge formation.

At this moment, the spiritual energy in the world shook violently, the entire Fusang tree shone with light, and endless spiritual energy suddenly came out.

"Um?"

Wuzhiqi's just-closed eyes were startled again. He couldn't help but open his eyes and glanced suspiciously at Chu Qiu on the sacred tree.