After the immortal disappeared

Well, the boomerang hit me. He Lingchuan said honestly: "Dragons are different. I only know that black dragons don't have this thing."

He had seen the statues and marks of the black dragon, whether in Panlong City or in reality, at least seven hundred times. He was very sure that the black dragon had a large and square head, with a flat top, and no tumors like this.

Weng Xing saw it from the ground and exclaimed: "Such a big piece of meat, enough to eat for many days."

Luo Xie next to him said, "Maybe it's a tumor? This dragon has a boil, right?"

Weng Xing immediately teased him: "What tumor? This Azure Dragon's cultivation is higher than that of ordinary immortals. Do you think it would grow tumors randomly?"

The speaker may not mean it, but the listener may take it seriously. Fang Canran suddenly snapped his fingers and pointed at Luo Xie: "That makes sense!"

Weng Xing: “…Huh?”

Can you guess what's going on even if you talk nonsense?

"This might, possibly, probably is a very rare thing called 'dragon gall'." Fang Canran couldn't help but press the ball of flesh again, "You know, snakes, crocodiles, dragons and other scales form beads just like shellfish. I'm not just talking about dragon balls. Shellfish will wrap up invading foreign objects to form pearls, and scales will actually do the same."

"When I was at the barber shop of Dun Yuanzhu, I handled crocodile beads, turtle beads, and python beads. They were all formed in this way." Fang Canran was not sure, "But I also find it incredible that something could be embedded in the head of a powerful dragon that it cannot dig out itself."

"Cut it open and take a look." He Lingchuan said, and cut open the ball of meat with a knife.

Without the protection of the dragon skin, the flesh ball was easily opened. There was no pus inside but there was a hard object, all black, very straight, very long, and branched.

"Is this another dragon horn?" Speaking of which, the shape of this foreign object is more like a tree, like a persimmon tree. "Look at the texture of this thing, it also looks like wood grain."

He Lingchuan turned the blade over and struck a few times.

Clang, clang, clang. The sound quality is very strange, dull but with a bit of metallic crispness, echoing in this empty cave.

Fang Canran couldn't suppress his curiosity, so he took out a few bottles from his arms and poured a little liquid on this thing one by one.

Every time you drop a liquid on it, it changes color.

Fang Canran's expression became more and more strange.

"What's the matter?"

"This..." Fang Canran organized his words, "It's the growth of the dragon bone."

The other three people: "..."

He Lingchuan was both amused and confused: "After all this time, this Qinglong has bone hyperplasia?"

It's interesting. The unlucky people he knew all had this problem in their waist or feet. If it was serious, they would feel pain when sitting or standing all day long. Who would have thought that even a strong dragon like Qinglong could not escape bone hyperplasia? I wonder if it feels pain in the head all day long?

"So what is this, a bone spur?"

"You could say that." Fang Canran scratched his head, "But I tested it with a potion, and it has both wood and metal components, but I can't determine their types."

"So it's a keel, and it's also metal, and it's also wood?"

"Or to put it the other way around, it's neither bone, metal, nor wood." Fang Canran wanted to break off a branch to look at the cross section, but it didn't move at all, even though it was only as thin as a toothpick. "Can you help me?"

He Lingchuan struck back with a knife.

Clang——

The sound of metal clashing is both harsh and loud.

The two people below were dizzy from the unexpected sonic attack and quickly covered their ears.

"Huh?" The branches were intact. Does this make sense?

No matter what, the Fu Sheng Sword was the famous sword that killed Miao Zhantian. How could it not be able to cut off even a branch as thin as a toothpick?

Having suffered a setback in front of his master, Fusheng was probably angry. The blade flashed with light and suddenly became murderous, forcing Fang Canran next to him to take two steps back.

He Lingchuan once again mobilized his energy and slashed the ground with his sword.

It feels terrible, like chopping a steel pipe with a kitchen knife, a collision between two strong forces.

But the floating knife was sharper after all, and the branch fell off with a snap.

He Lingchuan stretched out his hand and pressed on the bone tree, and with a whoosh, the thing in front of him disappeared.

Both the meat ball and the bone tree were eaten by the divine bone necklace.

Dafanghu was even more greedy than he had imagined.

But the fever of the God Bone Necklace did not end, it just dropped a little. It was obvious that it still wanted to eat something, but it was not as thirsty as the bone tree.

This time, the search was not difficult, because after he jumped onto the Sea Yaksha King, he determined the target of the Divine Bone Necklace:

Skull necklace.

Warriors in the human world also have this habit, taking out the skulls of the defeated, shrinking them with drugs, and stringing them into necklaces. The Flashing Gold Tribe that He Lingchuan had recently conquered explained to him that this was a naked show of force in the eyes of others, but in fact it had another meaning:

Tribute and witness.

The former opponents who can be strung together as a necklace are all worthy enemies. The Warriors should take them with them and witness future victories together.

Similarly, those who are qualified to be worn on the chest of the Sea Yaksha King were all once powerful men.

It is natural that Dafanghu is interested in these specimens.

After taking these two things, Dafanghu finally calmed down. He Lingchuan was about to jump down, but Fang Canran pointed at the broken trident and said, "I suggest you take this away too."

He Lingchuan's heart moved. Yes, it was amazing that this halberd could kill Qinglong.

"The halberd is broken and can no longer be used." He walked directly to the dragon's head and jumped onto the halberd fork. "From this angle, the other fork is also broken."

As for the trident, it is thick in the middle and thin on both sides, with a total of three sharp forks.

There were only two prongs left of the halberd. He Lingchuan jumped up to take a closer look and found that the other fork was also broken and twisted into a knot.

Perhaps after Qinglong was stabbed in both eyes, he slapped the halberd head in pain. Although he didn't break it, the terrifying dragon power still twisted it.

"But it's still active." Fang Canran said seriously, "After being underground for more than 2,000 years, the halberd tip still maintains strong activity. This is very rare."