Taming the Demon: A Guide to Raising a Great Sage

Chapter 304 Chapter 303, Thanks to the great gift of Bailong!

Boom!

The huge dragon body of forty feet fell into the hall, and the whole hall shook violently, as if the earth dragon turned over.

However, Shen Lang remained motionless, sitting high on the sword throne, leaning on the armrest with his elbows, and resting his chin with his hands, looking at the pure white dragon lying motionless on the ground below.

Even though a blood hole was opened on the top of the skull and a scary little spider got into its brain, the body of this giant dragon is still full of vitality and powerful breath, as if it might explode again at any time, showing off its might.

But it is indeed brain dead.

First-rank warriors are known as "the will is immortal, and the body is immortal".But even if the will is destroyed and the soul is scattered, as long as the body is still intact at the time of death, its tyrannical body can continue to survive for a long time, and even retain a large part of its strength during life.

If the corpse is not handled carefully, it is very likely that the corpse will become a powerful zombie that has no sense and only knows bloodthirsty killing.

Although this white dragon is not a warrior, and even his primordial spirit has been wiped out by Daoist Bailong long ago, his physical body is not inferior to a first-rank warrior. Even if his brain is dead, his body can still be full of vitality and survive for a long time.

If it is not handled properly, in an environment like Genting Demon Palace, it will eventually mutate into an irrational Demon Corpse Dragon.

The dragon body is brain dead.

But it doesn't mean that Master Bailong is completely dead.

Daoist Bailong's primordial spirit has not come out of his body until now!
As a first-rank Dazheng, the primordial spirit and dharma appearance are the condensed body of Dao Dharma cultivation base, which is infinitely powerful.

Dazheng can even use his primordial spirit to travel in the netherworld, roam the void, and search for and explore alien spaces—from ancient times to the present, there have been countless Darenren who have been too curious and thirsty for knowledge to succeed in such activities, and they are far from alive. When the limit of lifespan is reached, he will kill himself.

For Dazheng, the primordial spirit method is more important than the physical body.

Even if the physical body is destroyed, the primordial spirit of a first-rank Daoist can survive alone for a long time, and even continue to fight.

If you are lucky, you will find a treasure that can enshrine the primordial spirit, and you may even have a chance to be reborn.

Realizing that his physical body could not be saved, Master Bailong of course thought of going out of his body and making a last-ditch effort.

But when he was about to urge his primordial spirit to rush out of his body, he was shocked to find that his primordial spirit was already entangled with countless spider threads, and he couldn't escape from the sea of ​​consciousness at all!
Following in the sea of ​​consciousness, a terrifying spider broke in.

The upper body of the demon spider is silver-haired and black-skinned, with a single horn on the forehead, four eyes on the face, a mouth cracked to the base of the ears, and a graceful woman with serrated fangs. The lower body is a black spider with jointed limbs like pillars and bristles like spears.

It is the true nature of the "spider mother" demon god!

Bailong's primordial spirit is a huge ice sculpture in human form, with an ice dragon with teeth and claws coiled around his body, which looks very mighty and majestic.

But at this moment, Bailong's primordial divine form is entangled in the "Silk-drawing Opera", even if he has not been made into a puppet by the "Silk-drawing Opera", he can't move. He can only stare wide-eyed, watching the "Spider Mother" move its claws and step on it. With graceful steps like dancing steps, she slowly approached herself.

Suddenly, Bai Long saw the Spider Mother sticking out her tongue, licked her lips, and said in a low, smoky voice full of charm:

"Can I eat him?"

Bai Long knew that she was not talking to himself, but asking Shen Lang.

While this question horrified him, it also made him feel an unbelievable sense of absurdity:
When did the spider mother ask for permission from humans to eat people?

And that is still a human child who is not a first-rank cultivation!
While horrified at the absurdity.

Shen Lang's voice sounded in Bailong's sea of ​​consciousness:

"Eat, this guy is not a human being."

Shen Lang originally strictly prohibited the little spider from practicing the way of the demon god, and forbidding her to accept blood sacrifices and devour innocent lives.

But Bailong is really not a human being.

Even though his true self is still there, he has not settled in the dragon body, and is still a humanoid monk, but in Shen Lang's view, Bailong cannot be regarded as a human being.

Obtained Shen Lang's permission.

"Spider Mother" chuckled, continued to move her octopus, and walked towards the immobile Bailong Primordial Spirit.

"No, you can't kill me!"

At the moment of life and death, Bailong suddenly screamed:
"Dawei fell into the devil, Yan Tianying ascended to immortality, Fa Liuli could not protect himself, and the Dragon King of the Seven Seas went overseas... Dongtu first-rank, including Chang Yuzhen and Shasheng Arhat, there are only five people left! The deterrent power of the foreign race It has been greatly reduced!

"You killed the emperor again, causing the court to fall into chaos, and the barbarians in Mobei are mobilizing their troops, and they are about to go south to invade the frontier, and the Western Regions... The desert gods have long been filled with troops, and they are eyeing the Western Regions...

"Do you know how strong the desert gods are? They have true gods on their heads... Even if the true gods cannot come to the mortal world, they can still give great support to their army and powerhouses!
"Kill me, and there will be one less person in the first rank of Dongtu. At that time, the barbarians will invade the south, and the sand bandits will advance east...there will not be enough power to resist the invasion. If the two sides invade the territory of Dachu, the people of Dachu will inevitably fall into war and blood will flow like a river. Lives are in charcoal!"

Shen Lang was silent, and suddenly sneered:
"Do you think of the people of Dachu now? When you designed the Nine Mansions Demon Tribulation, guided the Demon Buddha to come to the world, and forced Yan Tianying to soar, you didn't see any pity for the people of Dachu! Millions of people... said sacrifices, He sacrificed them without hesitation!
"Now that you are about to die, you actually want to use the people of Dachu to hold me hostage? Oh, I am not Master Yan, and your tricks are useless to me!"

Bai Long said sharply:
"Shen Lang! The barbarians in Mobei not only love to rape and plunder, but also love to eat people. Wherever they pass, there is a sea of ​​blood, and there are few survivors. The desert gods also preach with swords and blood. Those who don't believe will either beheaded or burned. If the two sides invaded the Eastern Land at the same time, the number of victims would be far more than a million! It would be millions, tens of millions!
"If the Desert Sect bandits conquer the Western Regions, use the Western Regions as their base, and continue to invade...the number of victims will be countless! Tens of millions, hundreds of millions of people are possible! If this catastrophe is caused by you, you are worthy of Yan Tianying ?"

Shen Lang was silent for a long time.

Bai Long thought he had hope, so he slowed down his tone and said solemnly:
"No matter how much I ignore the ordinary people, I can protect the great Chu country. When foreign enemies invade, I must also go to the front line to stop the foreign enemies. Just like this, when the demon tide in Yunding Demon Palace was before, I personally stood in front of the demon tide, killing Countless demons...

"Shen Lang, my true self has been beheaded by Yan Tianying, and the dragon body has been beheaded again, no matter how serious the crime is, it is enough to offset it!

"Let me go, I promise to ignore the past and never fight against you again! When the barbarians in Mobei and the desert religious bandits invade, I will fight personally! Do you want to rebuild the God's Catching Hall? You can also discuss it! You want glory and wealth ? I can make you king..."

"You talk too much."

Shen Lang suddenly spoke and interrupted Bai Long:

"Little spider, it's time for dinner."

"Spider Mother" smiled sweetly, licked her lips, opened the corners of her mouth, showed her fangs, opened her octopus, and approached the white dragon with graceful steps like dancing steps.

Bai Long Yuanshen trembled violently, hissing and screaming:
"Shen Lang, how dare you kill me? The barbarians in Mobei, the bandits in the desert..."

"Don't keep talking about foreign enemies."

Shen Lang said lightly:
"Without you, there is still me. At that time, whichever side's defense line is tight, I, Shen Lang, will bear it all."

"No matter how strong you are, how can you be compared with Yipin? The spider mother incarnation can only show off her might in the Demon Palace, and she cannot descend to the mortal world... If you dare to harm my primordial spirit, my uncle Qiankun Daoist will come to block the Yunding Demon Palace The gate! The spider mother can’t get out of the seal, and can’t help you break out of the Yunding Demon Palace. You will never be able to return to the human world, and you can only fall into the star abyss. Just think about Mu Qingxue... ah!"

Before he could finish speaking, the little spider walked up to Bai Long, pressed the top of Bai Long's Yuanshen's head with one hand, lowered his head and gnawed, and bit off a large piece of his Yuanshen's right shoulder, and began to chew.

The pain of being torn and bitten by the primordial spirit is more severe than the trauma of the physical body.

Bai Long, who was already impatient with pain, suddenly hissed and screamed, unable to speak anymore.

beyond the sea of ​​knowledge.

on the throne.

Shen Lang rested his chin on his hand, quietly looked at the huge dragon corpse that instinctively twitched, and listened to the soul-piercing howls of pain echoing in the hall, his heart was full of peace and joy.

This method should be used to deal with this kind of demon who wears human skin but has no humanity at all.

Shen Lang even reminded the little spider:

"Chew carefully, swallow slowly, take small sips, don't choke."

Hehe...

In the main hall, the sweet chuckle of the little spider suddenly sounded.

I do not know how long it has been.

The dragon corpse, whose body was still alive and whose aura was still strong, was still twitching slightly, but Bailong's screams had already subsided.

Shen Lang asked lightly:

"do you died?"

"Oh dead!"

From the blood hole on the top of the dragon's skull, the voice of the little spider came out.

Shen Lang asked: "Has the Yuanshen been eaten?"

The little spider said in a regretful tone:

"I only ate half of it, and the remaining half suddenly collapsed. Maybe it was because I couldn't bear the pain and killed myself? Or was it so painful that the soul collapsed? But this half of the soul can barely be regarded as a big meal for me. Meal, it can improve my strength a little bit."

While speaking, the palm-sized little spider with a bunch of silver-white fluff on its head came out from the blood hole on the top of the white dragon's skull, moving its eight claws lightly, dancing gorgeous dance steps on the dragon's head , said with a smile:

"I have eaten the Bailong Primordial Spirit. What about the white dragon's body? It's my congratulatory gift to the master for your enthronement. Do you like it?"

Being in the magic palace, the distance interference was eliminated, and the little spider could speak fluently.

Bailong's body was chopped off, and his soul was bitten and devoured until it collapsed. Although Shen Lang was a little bit puzzled and felt that there might be something strange about the collapse of Bailong's half of his soul, he felt very refreshed in the end. road:
"Of course I like such a big white dragon. But when did I ascend the throne?"

"Ascend to the throne and become the devil king! You are sitting on the throne and wearing the devil king armor!"

"Well...don't talk, quickly help me remove my armor!"

Bailong was dead, Shen Lang didn't need to pretend anymore, he quickly asked the little spider to help him remove his armor.

Wearing this armor is too painful and tormenting, Shen Lang suspects that he may have reached seven maturity at the moment, and after a while, he will be fully mature, and then the magic will change...

Although the little spider hopes that Shen Lang can go to Xingyuan to become the Great Demon King, he will not go against Shen Lang's wishes after all.

So above the throne, spider threads quickly hung down, and the ends of the spider threads were like nimble little hands, quickly helping Shen Lang untie the belt and buckle of the armor, and help him remove the Demon King Armor.

Shen Lang, who took off the magic armor, was covered with a layer of pitch-black dragon scales——after the skin enhancement was upgraded to the fourth level, Shen Lang could turn the epidermis of his whole body into a pair of black and yellow dragon scales with super strong defense, resistance.

But after wearing the Demon King Armor for a while, the black and yellow dragon scales all over his body had already turned jet-black.

On the surface of many dragon scales, there are also distorted scarlet lines all over, like blood-colored eyes.Individual blood-colored "eyeballs" would turn and blink occasionally.

In the gaps between some dragon scales, tiny tentacles of flesh and blood grew, flicking, shaking and wriggling, swallowing the devilish energy in the air.

Shen Lang was taken aback by his disgusting appearance, and quickly shook his whole body, shaking off the black dragon scales all over his body with a bang.

After the dragon scales were separated from the body, they released themselves collectively in an instant, giving birth to claws and tentacles, and turned into thin, flat, scaly black beetles that were about to scatter in all directions.

But the little spider immediately dropped countless spider threads, capturing all the scale beetles.

"Master, you can actually control them. These little bugs are very powerful. You can use them to cover the entire body of the enemy to form a set of scales, and turn the enemies in the scales into your flesh and blood puppets."

"Forget it, this Weitu is too magical, I don't want this thing."

While Shen Lang was using healing spells for himself, he flatly rejected the little spider's proposal.

"Can you give them to me?"

"Take it if you like."

"Thank you master!"

The little spider happily manipulated the spider silk, wrapping and collecting all the scale beetles.

Shen Lang brushed himself healing spells for quite a while, finally regained his composure, looked at the huge and fresh dragon corpse, and was ready to pack up the spoils.

This dragon corpse is of course the best trophy.

The flesh of a living real dragon can be said to be full of treasures. Dragon scales and skin can be used to refine precious armor, dragon tendons and bones can be used to refine magical weapons, and dragon horns and dragon meat can be used for medicine and alchemy...

Just thinking about how to tear it apart, Xiaoyu's voice suddenly sounded in Shen Lang's mind:

"Shen Lang, can you give me this dragon?"

"Huh? Little fish, do you want to devour it and strengthen your true dragon blood?"

"No, this dragon's blood is impure, and its personality is not high enough. Although it is helpful for my cultivation level to devour it directly, the cost performance is too low. I want to refine it into a living puppet!"

"What?" Shen Lang wondered, "Can you make it into a puppet?"

"That's right, it's a dragon. Its body is still alive, and most of its power is still there. I can sacrifice it to a living puppet, and control it like a mech. Although it died once , the power has dissipated a bit, but under my control, it should be able to display [-] to [-]% of its strength before it was alive."

Eighty to ninety percent of his strength before his death?

That's almost equivalent to a weaker first-ranker!

The weaker first-rank is still first-rank, and it is no problem to crush second-rank. It can also fight against first-rank. Compared with dismantling and using, the cost performance is undoubtedly higher.

Shen Lang then asked the little spider:
"Xiaoyu can turn this dragon into a living puppet, displaying [-] to [-]% of its power in life. I want to give this white dragon to Xiaoyu, do you think it's okay?"

After all, the white dragon was hunted by the little spider, so we should respect the little spider's opinion on how to deal with it.

Of course, the little spider would not object - she stayed alone in the star abyss as a goblin, with only a group of chaotic, crazy, brainless demons who were forcibly enslaved by her, so she especially cherished the friendship with her goblin friends.

Seeing that the little spider responded without hesitation, Shen Lang immediately made a decision:

"Okay, this white dragon belongs to Xiaoyu!"

So Xiao Yu, who was the first to follow Shen Lang, but had no adventures, finally had a trump card.

The loot isn't just dragon corpses.

The little spider also took out a storage ring from the cheek pouch next to the dragon corpse.

Great real people can open up "secret realms of the universe", which are called "half-planes" in the West, and the most important materials are generally stored in their respective secret realms of the universe.

However, the Qiankun Secret Realm is not a "portable space" after all. If you want to temporarily open the Qiankun Secret Realm outside the fixed entrance and exit, you have to set up a magic circle on the spot, and it is not convenient to take and place materials.

Therefore, Dazhen people will also carry storage artifacts with them to store some objects that need to be accessed at any time.

Without using the little moon, the little spider directly wiped out the brand of the primordial spirit left in the storage ring, and helped Shen Lang open the ring.

Shen Lang's mind sank into the ring to investigate, and found that there were a large number of finger-sized miniature puppets in the ring, in human, animal, bird, insect, half-human, half-animal... everything.

There are not only mechanism puppets made of spirit iron and spirit wood, but also flesh and blood puppets that look like living things.

Shen Lang scanned and appraised it with Little Moon, and found that there were three third-rank puppets among them.

These three third-rank puppets are all majestic, muscular, and have natural indigo lines on their dark skin. They look like flesh and blood puppets of savages. Crucial, ignoring the pain, even if you are beaten to the bone, you can still fight to the death like a Terminator.

Shen Lang hurriedly used the little moon to wipe away the residual soul brand in the puppets, and imprinted his own spiritual brand. This group of puppets who are not weak in combat power have since changed their surname to Shen.

In addition to the puppet, there are also some pills, all of which are extremely beneficial to the cultivation of the primordial spirit, and Shen Lang can use them all.

There are also two bottles that are very beneficial to the blood of the real dragon. They can continuously refine the blood, purify the dragon's nature, and strengthen the body of the real dragon. They are just suitable for Xiaoyu.

There are also some magic tools, which are basically special functional magic tools.

One of the mini huts is the most suitable for Shen Lang.

This magic weapon can be changed into a palace with a simple appearance, but a magnificent interior, complete facilities and rich materials.

With this mini palace, it will be much more convenient to travel in the future, and you don't have to dig a temporary cave by yourself.

There is also a nice controller.

This magic weapon is a copper bell, named "Lost Soul Bell", which can be activated with true energy or primordial power, causing all those who hear the bell to lose their souls and wait for death.

It's a pity that although this "Luohun Bell" is a large-scale group control magic weapon, it can only control third-rank warriors and fourth-rank magicians at most.

Used to deal with second-rank warriors or third-rank Dharma cultivators, it can only make them a little dazed and lose their combat power, let alone deal with first-rank warriors.

Therefore, in the previous battle, Bailong did not sacrifice the soul-falling bell, trying to use it to deal with Shen Lang, who was wearing a first-grade magic armor, and it was even more impossible to sacrifice the bell in front of the little spider and take his own humiliation.

In the ring, there is no offensive or defensive magic weapon.

In other words, for first-rank masters, only first-rank magic weapons for attack and defense can catch their eyes.

But how rare is a magic weapon?
In the vast eastern land, a complete first-grade magic weapon is just a "war spirit flag".

But in today's human environment, it is no longer possible to refine a first-grade magic weapon.

Nowadays, no matter how great a master who is good at refining weapons, he can't refine a first-grade magic weapon by himself. He can't even get the materials together, and there is no "time" for sacrifice, so he can only try his luck in the ancient ruins.

However, most of the first-grade magical treasures unearthed from the ruins are fragments like the "Wind King Orb" that have already been damaged due to various reasons, and their power has been greatly damaged, and they cannot be repaired. It has a special nature, it was originally the inner alchemy of a tiger-like beast, so it can be repaired slowly as Xiao Zhao's cultivation level improves, but other broken first-rank magic weapons, there is no such opportunity.

Therefore, in today's world, even a big real person with a lot of money usually only carries various functional magic weapons on his body, and basically does not have any offensive or defensive magic weapons.

No matter how powerful an attack and defense magic weapon below the first rank is, how can it compare to the magic spells of Dazhen people?
Dazhen people still think it's troublesome to use it, so it's unnecessary.

That's all the trophies in the storage ring, not even a book of Bailong's unique secret method.

To say it's shabby is actually not shabby.

Not to mention those top-grade elixirs and functional instruments, the three third-grade puppets alone can be regarded as shocking adventures for ordinary warriors and monks.

It is enough to rely on it to run rampant, go overseas to find a place to build a small country, and establish yourself as a king without any problem.

That is to say, Shen Lang, who is now a top-ranking person in the world, who can't be out of one rank, is invincible, and still sits on a rank one magic armor, has too high a vision, and feels that those puppets, including third rank puppets, can only be used as cannon fodder.

Of course, with Bailong's background, his net worth must be more than that.

But his really good things will obviously only be kept in his own "secret realm of the universe".

What you carry with you is of course only small gadgets that you can take at any time.

But even if there is nothing in the storage ring that can make Shen Lang particularly excited, the white dragon alone is already a top trophy in the world.

As for the first-rank combat power, it is almost equivalent to capturing a first-rank magic weapon.

After counting and picking up the loot, he put the dragon corpse into the space and handed it over to the little fish to make living puppets. Shen Lang talked about the bone palace with the little spider again.

"You also arranged this palace of bones?"

"No. This palace appeared by itself. In the Yunding Demon Palace, there are often such relics that appear out of thin air. I just found it and felt that this palace is suitable for setting traps, so I moved the Demon King Armor here. That's all."

"Did it appear out of thin air? Do you know its origin?"

"I don't know. Anyway, it just appeared out of nowhere, like a space shift. There are many similar relics in Yunding Demon Palace, some appearing underground, some half-buried, and some appearing on the surface. The styles and shapes are also different. Not the same, but most of them are civil structures, and a few are all-metal structures, such relics made of flesh and bones are very rare."

"Uh, you live in such a weird and weird ruin?"

The little spider smiled proudly:
"No matter what the ruins are, no matter how weird they used to be, when they arrive at Yunding Demon Palace, in front of the Demon God, they are just temporary palaces where they can stay."

Shen Lang gave a thumbs up:
"you are awesome."

"Hey... By the way, there are some treasures in this bone palace, and I have collected them all. Do you want to see them?"

"Oh? What treasures?"

"Just wait and see, they are all good babies!"

Soon, the little spider took the treasures she had collected, and placed them in front of Shen Lang like offering treasures:
"Look! This is the treasure I collected in the Bone Palace!"

Shen Lang glanced at the so-called "baby" of the little spider, and his expression suddenly became indescribably weird.

Among the "treasures" of this place, there are big eyeballs that turn around, there are beating hearts, there are blood-colored spar covered with bloodshot tentacles, there are armor made of white bones and filled with flesh and fascia, There is a serpentine bone sword with fangs and sharp teeth growing from one of the sword lattices.

Every "treasure" exudes a strange aura, although it is not a star abyss demonic aura, but it also gives people an extremely evil and extremely dangerous feeling.

The little spider moved a big eyeball with its front paw, and said with a smile:
"This is a kind of fruit that grows from the flesh and bone tree. I call it 'eyeball fruit'. It tastes good and has the effect of improving eyesight. Eating it can greatly improve eyesight, and you can see many invisible things...

"Of course, if the soul is not strong enough and the will is not tenacious enough, it will gradually be eroded by the force of the eyeball fruit, and everything you see in your eyes will be distorted into a monster. For example, normal human beings, in your eyes, will have exposed bones , a bloody monster. However, with your will, master, you should be able to withstand the erosion of the eyeball fruit..."

Shen Lang was surprised:
"You said this is fruit? This...have you eaten it?"

The little spider rubbed its two front paws embarrassedly:
"I just tasted a few... most of the fruits are left for you!"

"..." Shen Lang was speechless.

"There is also this kind of fruit, which is produced from the flesh and blood lotus in a blood pool."

The little spider moved the fist-sized, beating heart again, and said with a smile:
"This 'blood heart fruit' can also be eaten. After humans eat it, they will grow a second heart, which will not only increase their physical strength and strength, but also increase their lives... However, this blood heart fruit is also eroded by different forces. If you can't resist it, you will become a puppet of the second heart, manipulated by it to hunt blood for it... and this Bone Soul Eater Sword, it can..."

"Stop, stop!" Shen Lang raised his hand, making a pause gesture: "No need to introduce, although these treasures are good, they are really not suitable for me... You should keep it for yourself."

My buddy is not a demon god, he can't digest these weird "babies" as if nothing had happened like you.

In fact, the little spider also expected Shen Lang's reaction. This offering of treasures was more of a prank. Seeing Shen Lang's aversion to cold, he couldn't help laughing, jumped onto Shen Lang's shoulder, rubbed his cheek, and said with a smile :

"Master, since you have already arrived at Yunding Demon Palace, why don't you follow me to Xingyuan! The Doomsday Volcano and the Demon King's Black Tower have already been built, and we are waiting for you to settle in!"

Shen Lang smiled, and gently touched the little spider's head:

"What's so good about that place in Xingyuan? Poor mountains and bad waters, evil spirits everywhere, fire and acid rain every day, and all kinds of strange meteorites, there is no way to live a peaceful life. From now on, I will take you to the fairyland to have a good time."

"However, Bailong is dead. If you return to the human world, you may be retaliated by Qian Kun. I can't help you in the human world."

"It's okay, I can do it myself."

"Then... is it okay to stay here for a few more days? This bone palace can resist the erosion of demonic energy. Although it will be assimilated by the erosion of demonic energy sooner or later, the palace is still safe in a short period of time. Xiaoyu and the others can also come out. Living in the palace, you don’t have to worry about being corroded by demonic energy.”

"Uh……"

Looking at the skeleton wall lamps hanging on the wall, the murals of flesh and blood, and the squirming flesh and veins in the cracks of the floor, Shen Lang couldn't help asking:

"Are you sure it's safe here?"

"Don't worry, master, I promise it's safe here!"

The little spider's tone was arrogant, revealing a bit of demon spirit:

"This bone palace is alive, and it is indeed very dangerous for humans and even ordinary demons. But with me here, it can't make waves!"

Shen Lang smiled and said:

"Well, just stay here for a while, and wait for Xiaoyu's white dragon puppet to be refined before leaving."

The little spider couldn't help but dance gorgeously on Shen Lang's shoulder.

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world.

Underground of the imperial palace, in a large-scale underground palace.

In a magic circle inlaid with all kinds of beautiful jade, orbs, and relics.

Daoist Qiankun sat cross-legged in the center of the circle, meditating with his eyes closed.

Suddenly, the corner of his mouth twitched, he opened his mouth violently, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

After spitting out this mouthful of blood.

Master Qiankun unbuttoned his robe, looked down at his chest, and saw a fingerprint mark, still branded on his chest, without any signs of fading.

Daoist Qiankun's face is gloomy:

"Is this the power of a half-step true immortal? I was in the air that day, and there was a thousand feet of thick soil blocking me, but I was able to follow my residual energy and hurt me with a finger from the air... The injury didn't look serious, but unexpectedly There has been no cure!"

The injury caused by this finger is indeed not serious, but it will occur regularly once a day, causing Qiankun's chest tightness and pain for a while.

But even if the injury occurs, it will not affect his cultivation and spellcasting, and the impact on his daily life will be minimal.

But it has been more than a month since he was injured. With Qiankun's cultivation base, even in this underground palace, he was unable to erase the fingerprints and heal the injury even in this underground palace, using the magic circle to borrow the luck of the Great Chu to heal the injury.

The irreversible fingerprints, coupled with Yan Tianying's "true immortal death" that day, made Qiankun feel anxious all day long. He always felt that Yan Tianying had blessed him with a curse. If he didn't erase the curse, he would die. Difficulty sleeping and eating.

Taking a deep breath, Qiankun took out a handful of elixirs, and was about to stuff them into his mouth to continue trying to erase the "curse". Suddenly, his heart moved, and he took out a jade pendant carved with dragons. A deep crack.

Qiankun's thick eyebrows frowned, and his face became even more gloomy. Huo Di got up and took a step forward. When he took a step, a teleportation circle flashed under his feet. In an instant, he came to a more secret and dark underground palace.

Inside the underground palace, there is an ice sculpture, the appearance of the ice sculpture is exactly the same as Bailong Yuanshenfa.

But at this moment, the ice sculpture that was originally intact was covered with cracks and potholes all over, and the edge of each pothole was full of hideous tooth marks, as if it had been crazily eaten by a demon mouth full of jagged fangs.

With a gloomy face, Qiankun quickly made seals with his hands, and then pointed to the ice sculpture.

With one finger, the ice sculpture flashed white light, and on the face covered with cracks and tooth marks, which had been gnawed and incomplete, suddenly emerged a fuzzy face with distorted features and a painful appearance. It was Bailong!
"Uncle, save me!"

Seeing Qiankun, Bailong's distorted and blurred face suddenly showed ecstasy, and hissed:

"Uncle, quickly save my primordial spirit!"

Qiankun didn't talk nonsense, he raised his hand and shook it, and a bloody banner appeared out of thin air in his hand.

Then he waved the flagpole violently with both hands, and flicked the blood-colored flag towards the ice sculpture. After the blood-colored flag brushed past, the ice sculpture collapsed completely with a bang, and on the blood-colored flag, slowly raised the blurred face of the white dragon .

"Uncle, my primordial spirit is about to collapse completely, send me to the secret realm of Qiankun quickly, and help me get that pair of heaven-level flesh and blood puppets..."

Looking at Bailong's distorted and fuzzy facial features, feeling his extremely unstable aura, Qiankun's eyes flashed coldly:
"Your primordial spirit has suffered too much damage. Even if you possess that heaven-level flesh and blood puppet, it may only last half a year at most. After half a year, your primordial spirit will still completely collapse, and it is impossible to recover your cultivation..."

Bailong's fuzzy face was filled with despair:
"How could this be? Could it be... Could it be that I am completely hopeless?"

Qiankun's eyelids drooped and his eyes were dark:
"The only way for you to survive now is to enter the Battle Soul Banner, the main soul of the Battle Soul Banner. In the Battle Soul Banner, there are three war ghosts transformed by Dazheng Yuanshen. You can choose to devour one and make up for it." Yuanshen. I will help you suppress the war ghost and help you devour its soul."

White Dragon hissed:
"What? Be the master of the Battle Soul Banner? In this way, won't I be imprisoned by the Battle Soul Banner forever and live like a ghost forever?"

"But it's your only way out."

Qian Kun said indifferently, "But in the future, when I complete my plan to live forever, I may be able to find a way to save you."

"..."

Bailong gritted his teeth, his face was ferocious, and after a while, he nodded heavily:

"Okay, I will follow my uncle's arrangement!"

Right now, Qiankun was holding the flagpole in one hand, and quickly made seals with the other, and punched several seals into the bloody banner.

Soon, another face appeared on the flag, that face was grim and painful, full of resentment, and screamed:

"Wang Qiankun, you despicable villain! Even if you imprison me for a thousand years or ten thousand years, you will never think that I am willing to serve your family!"

Daoist Qiankun said lightly:
"You have served my family more than once, so what if you don't want to? It's just deceiving yourself and others. But don't worry, I won't detain you for thousands or ten thousand years. In fact, you will be completely free soon..."

While speaking, he made a few more seals, then squeezed the seals with his hands, and slapped the flagpole hard.

The flagpole buzzed, and the blood burst out.

The flag was shocked, and the painful and resentful face was instantly torn apart, and its momentum plummeted.

Following the appearance of Bailong's face, he opened his mouth wide, bit a piece of fragment in one bite, and frantically chewed and devoured it.

Painful screams and curses sounded.

Daoist Qiankun didn't change his face, no matter how the painful face cursed and scolded, he remained unmoved. He just performed seal formulas in a leisurely manner to suppress and weaken the painful face so that the white dragon could devour it.

After a while.

The last piece of human face was swallowed by Bailong.

Bailong's blurred face became clear and solid, and his extremely unstable breath gradually became stable.

It's just that the white dragon, who was originally unpredictable and immortal, now has a more ferocious face and expression than when he was in the dragon body, and his eyes are full of resentment. He looks like a ghost.

Qian Kun turned a blind eye to this, and only asked indifferently:
"So, why did you end up like this? What about your true dragon body?"

Bailong's hatred was overwhelming, and he roared sharply:
"It's Shen Lang! It's that traitor Shen Lang who took away my real dragon body and ruined half of my soul..."

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