Master Zhenwu's angry roar shocked Tianhao, Tiankui, Lingguo and others who came after them for a moment.
With the presence of Master Zhen Enlightenment, everyone was confident in strangling the enchanting witch, but who would have thought that after finally rushing to the place where Lei Huo appeared, there was no trace of the enchanting witch!
Her aura seemed to have disappeared between heaven and earth out of thin air, completely unable to figure out the traces of hiding.
"Where? Where?"
All the strong men of Tianzong spun around like headless chickens.
Tianhao was extremely shocked by Tiankui's appearance, and his old eyes, which were bright and dark, were fixed on Tiankui's body and never left. But Tiankui turned a deaf ear to Tianhao, the memories and obsessions in her mind were only related to the death of the enchanting witch.
At this moment, Yao Yao and Long Jue hid in Hua Zang's space, already sniggering until their stomach ached.
But Hanazang himself was pale.
The maintenance of her space requires constant consumption of her own aura. It was more than enough to hide the other 30 or so true dragon summoners at first, but to cover up the enchanting and Longjue aura at the same time, her aura began to be a bit overwhelming.
Originally, the best plan was to turn her moving space into light and shadow invisible to the naked eye, and quietly drift away from the realm of Master Zhenwu.
But the facts have proved that if everyone is to be kept safe, then with Huazang's strength, at most the space can be kept sealed, so that no one can be discovered by Zhenwu and Lingguo, but the mobility of the space has completely disappeared.
"I only blame you two monsters. It's too difficult to be tolerated by other people's space rules."
Hua Zang sighed helplessly, and then fell into a state of trance in front of all the real dragon summoners.
All the true dragon summoners in Huazang's space sat tightly cross-legged around this thin woman.
Since they couldn't leave, everyone restrained their impulsive mood and waited silently for the arrival of new opportunities.
Not being able to move isn't a bad thing, as long as it doesn't cause an unnecessary fight if it doesn't get caught.
Taking advantage of the rare gap, Yaoluo even remembered the "Heart of Ten Thousand Herbs" she had obtained in the Colorless Secret Territory.
Everyone saw that Yaoluo took out a green gemstone with the breath of Xuanwu from the dead Xuanwu. When opening the tailed snake, everyone thought that the reason why this "Heart of Ten Thousand Herbs" was left by the Lord of Xuanwu The next step is to unravel the trap of the first demon ancestor, Bu Shi.
But they didn't know that the moment Yaoluo got this gem, she had already discovered the mystery of it.
There is a complex and exquisite space rune engraved on the Heart of Ten Thousand Grasses, which is a symbol of treasure storage. Previously, he wanted to rush to the Dragon Blood Pond, but Yao Yao didn't have time to take out the Heart of Ten Thousand Grasses to ponder over it carefully.
Now squatting in Huazang's space waiting for Zhenwu and others to leave, Yaoluo naturally recalled the secret thing in the beast control ring again.
Without attracting the attention of all the true dragon summoners, Yaoluo gently stretched her hand into her beast control ring. One hand was enough to open the runes on the gemstone of Heart of Herbs, and then she carefully peeked into the storage space with her divine sense.
Contrary to imagination, there are no scattered treasures in the Heart of Myriad Herbs, no gold baht, no pills, and no phantom weapons. It was obviously made by the Lord of Xuanwu in a hurry, and there was simply not enough time to pass on all of them. Put it all in, create this gem, just to protect his most important thing.
With the penetration of the enchanting consciousness, she gradually felt a special aura.
When the consciousness spread to the end of the storage space, the enchanting face suddenly changed, and her breathing stopped involuntarily!
Because she heard... the pulse of life.
Very slow, very solid, very heavy... All of a sudden, enchanting almost consciously felt that all her own language seemed pale and powerless in front of this pulsation.
It was as if she had touched a majestic mountain, as if she was immersed in the solid thick soil, and she felt a reliable and quiet force like the earth.
A warm, soft, long-lasting warm current with a heart that embraces all things flows through the enchanting heart veins.
In fact, the pulsation of this life is already extremely weak, but for some reason, it instantly makes the tip of the enchanting nose feel sore, and the body throbs.
This is a complete and vital basalt egg!
It turns out that the Lord of Xuanwu tried his best to keep this unexpected treasure!
When the first Demon Ancestor appeared in the colorless secret realm, the Lord of Xuanwu had already foreseen the end of his own destiny. If he did not urge the giant Xuanwu beast to give birth forcibly, maybe his combat power with Xuanwu would be even better, but it was inevitable that he would be forced to give birth. The ending of the killing of the first demon ancestor.
So in desperation, he resolutely chose a path to keep his spark. Consuming a large amount of Xuanwu's spiritual energy, a young child was born in the heart of ten thousand grasses.
Perhaps the first Demon Ancestor laughed at Xuanwu's fragility and untruth in his heart when he was fighting the Lord of Xuanwu, but he never thought that the enemy in front of him had already put his life and death at risk, and used his own death to fight against him. He created a miracle of life under his nose!
Thinking of this, Yao Yao couldn't help recalling the scene of the doomsday battle that she saw in Na Duoduo's memory.
From these ancient powerful people who have long since fallen, and their names have not even survived in the world, she saw a kind of precious belief in the strong.
Even if they cannot escape the threat of death, they still face the coming of death calmly and gracefully.
With their bodies and flesh and blood, they will create miracles one after another for future generations.
Although the body dies, the orthodoxy is immortal!
A spark can start a prairie fire, and every drop gathers into the sea.
The Lord of Xuanwu has fallen, he died in the trap of the first demon ancestor, and died in an unprepared individual battle, but the giant Xuanwu beast and the Seven Monuments of Zhenxu will one day see the light of day again, and they will gather new forces with a new attitude. Companion, appeared in front of the number one Demon Ancestor with a startled expression!
At this moment, Yaoluo seemed to hear bursts of forceful laughter from the chest cavity of the lord of Xuanwu when his dantian was crushed by the first demon ancestor.
Outbursts of forceful laughter.
He was laughing at the stupid arrogance of the self-proclaimed winner.
Because the one who can really have the last laugh is not necessarily the ugly and hateful demon who is immortal!
"Contract with me, my master!"
Small but irresistible voices calling in ancient Mandarin sounded in enchanting ears.
The Xuanwu giant beast is one of the end beasts that has been very close to the human race since ancient times. Even if the demon invaders steal the human race's cultivation method, they will become the contract of all beasts. The Xuanwu lineage is still completely unable to be contracted by other races.
In the present world of Chuyuan, it can be said that there is no longer a living Xuanwu, because this beast is huge and the production volume is extremely low. Since the Xuanwu land in the four parallel worlds was destroyed by the demons, there is no such thing as Xuanwu in the world.
Yaoluo is the one who broke through the secrets of the colorless secret realm and received the last voice transmission from the Lord of Xuanwu. She may also be the last inheritor of the secret method of shaking the ruins in the world, so she should be the most qualified to contract with the one in front of her who has pledged allegiance to herself. The owner of Little Xuanwu.
Besides, the spiritual energy of this basalt egg is already extremely weak. I'm afraid that the waiting time in the Heart of Ten Thousand Grass is too long, and if there is no nourishment from the spiritual energy of the deity, it may come to the end of life.
But at the next second urged by the urgent call, Yaoluo sensibly stopped her finger pointing at the Xuanwu eggshell.
At this time, the enchanting heart fell into a fierce contradiction.
"I... already have Yanhuang, Xiaobai and Baqi. I have three beast gods in one body. And no matter whether it is Yanhuang, Xiaobai or Xiaoba, I have not been able to cultivate their strength to the peak state."
"Especially Yanhuang, who is said to be the Emperor of Myriad Emperors who stands side by side with the True Dragon. It stands to reason that his strength is a hundred times stronger than today's."
"Although Longlong has not fully won the allegiance of the Dragon Emperor, his average combat power is not inferior to mine, especially when the Dragon Emperor's phantom appears, he is even more irresistible. After all, apart from the strength of the Dragon Clan, In addition, it has a lot to do with the fact that they never allow the contract master to contract other phantom beasts, and have a great understanding of dragon combat skills!"
"I believe that in its complete state, Yanhuang's strength will not be much worse than that of Uncle Dragon Emperor. It is a reborn Phoenix Bird, one of the most powerful flame kings in the world."
"The slow recovery speed of Yanhuang really has a lot to do with me. Xiaobai's potential has not been fully tapped, and Xiaoba has only grown four beast heads, which is far from its ancestor."
"You can't be too greedy. If I contract Xuanwu again at this time, this kind of phantom beast that has a great demand for earth elements must have an unfathomable demand for aura when it is young. It has only two results under my hands... one is The little tortoise who grew up to be weak and malnourished, and the other is Ling Yanhuang and Xiaobai, who still stand still and cannot be strong for eight hundred years."
"Both outcomes, to me, are self-harm."
"I can't live up to the lord of Xuanwu's painstaking efforts to protect the last Xuanwu egg. With the cub of Xuanwu in my hands, the combat power must not be maximized."
"Moreover… "
Enchanting slowly closed her eyes, what flashed in her mind was the scene of countless ancient powerful beings falling in front of the first demon ancestor.
"I am strong alone, not as strong as a human race."
"The Dragon Warrior Emperor of the previous generation was so powerful, but he fell under the hands of the first demon ancestor, and Morris was so talented and charming? He still disappeared in the long river of history."
"So to fight against the first demon ancestor, what we need is not a lone hero, but countless sparks!"
Take a long breath.
Enchanting slowly opened her eyes, there was no struggle and confusion in her eyes, instead there was clarification.
"How thick and steady does it feel like my silly dad? Just give this basalt egg to dad."
The benefits of being enchanting, naturally first benefit the people closest to me, not to mention that her choice is not wrong at all. Compared with Long Jue's wildness, her own perverseness, only Aslant and the Xuanwu giant beast "guard the soil, suppress the land" "The majestic atmosphere confirms each other.
Besides, if the mighty Aslante only has such a tricky summoning technique as "summoning the innate", how can he be worthy of his prominent status
None of the true dragon summoners sitting next to Yaoluo could see the process of Yaoluo's inner struggle from struggling to calm under this half-moment.
Obtaining treasures depends on ability, and learning to let go is the real growth.
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Today is estimated to be the last few days of the eighth week. The little hair is already twenty centimeters long. sound. So weird.