Villain: I am not good at fighting.

There seemed to be something high up in the abyss, attracting them.

Liu Muqing put the dragon-shaped iceberg into a storage bag and tied it around her waist. Over the next two days, she encountered several more dragon-shaped icebergs.

Without exception, they are all in a flying posture with their heads upwards.

There were more and more evil spirits in the high places, and their attacks became more and more fierce. Liu Muqing felt that it was almost done, so he decisively gave up exploring.

Going down all the way, she returned to Tianyuan to meet Jiao Tianzhen and described what she found in Tianyuan.

Then he handed the storage bag containing the dragon's corpse to Jiao Tianzhen. He said with a bitter face:

"Godmother, there is a kind of evil spirit born from the cold evil above the sky abyss. It is very powerful. My child was unable to use any of his methods and almost died."

Jiao Tianzhen took the storage bag, took out the dragon corpse inside, placed it on the ancient god's altar, and then cast an inquiring look at Liu Muqing.

"Unable to perform?"

Liu Muqing took out the broken Lingxiao Sword from the storage bag and sighed:

"The Heavenly Abyss Frost Evil is extremely terrifying. My child's magic weapons and talismans all shattered as soon as they left my body."

Jiao Tianzhen now had the body of a dragon, with twelve iron chains nailed to her spine. She stretched out her dragon claws and took away the fragment of Lingxiao Sword from Liu Muqing's hand.

After observing for a moment, he said:

"Tianba, this isn't your life-saving magic weapon, right? Could it be that even your life-saving magic weapon can't compete with the Heavenly Abyss Frost Evil?"

Liu Muqing was suddenly embarrassed and hesitated to speak. Jiao Tianzhen's eyes suddenly became fierce.

"If you have something to say, just say it."

As if she were locked up by twelve iron chains, her temper became irritable and less gentle.

"Godmother, before I practiced the "Refining Cold Immortal Technique", my skills were complicated, and the life-saving magic weapon I refined did not have an icy attribute."

Liu Muqing looked up at Jiao Tianzhen. As he was in his inhuman form as a dragon, it was difficult for her to read his expression and could not tell whether he was happy or angry.

"Is that your spiritual weapon?"

Jiao Tianzhen had examined Liu Muqing's body more than once, so the Seven Divine Harp was no secret to her.

"Foolish! Your spiritual weapon is naturally incomplete and has less than half of its spiritual essence. If you refine it into your own life magic weapon, you will destroy your own future!"

what?

The Lyre of the Seven is incomplete?

If you think about it carefully, it seems possible. Xiao Qiqi's memory has always been incomplete, and she still can't remember the formula of the Seven Filth Divine Pill.

Liu Muqing was stunned for a moment after hearing the news unexpectedly. She then responded according to the plan she had pre-speculated:

"Godmother, my child's life magic weapon is not that spiritual weapon, but a magic treasure."

As he spoke, Liu Muqing reversed his magic power and summoned the Heavenly Demon Banner from his body.

However, the dragon soul of the Black Water Dragon King inside had been secretly disposed of by her, leaving only sixteen green-faced, fang-toothed demon heads.

The magic power had been exposed long ago in the True Phoenix Tomb, and all the monsters knew about it. Jiao Tianzhen saw that she had hope of condensing her Nascent Soul, so he did not ask her about the magic power.

Jiao Tianzhen glanced at the Heavenly Demon Banner, then turned to stare at Liu Muqing, who was lowering her head obediently. The dragon head looked terrifyingly gloomy.

Before the storm came, Liu Muqing quickly spoke up to remedy the situation:

“Godmother, my child’s advancement to the Nascent Soul stage came too hastily, and the cultivation methods of the magic treasure and magic skills were special, so I was unable to advance to the Nascent Soul stage.

Therefore, when facing the evil spirit, he is powerless. If... he can improve his magic power to the Nascent Soul stage, the evil spirit will not be a threat to him. "

Jiao Tianzhen's expression looked better. It was not that Liu Muqing could not reach the sky abyss, but she just could not reach the sky abyss for the time being. This was still acceptable.

"Tell me, what do you want?"

"I want to return to Feilong City, hunt down the beasts of the beast tide, and improve my magic skills to the Nascent Soul stage as soon as possible, so that I can continue to help my godmother share her worries."

Liu Muqing didn’t know what dangers lay above the Tianyuan, but she had suffered too many losses due to lack of preparation along the way.

Unless the Heavenly Demon's true body is upgraded to the level of being able to replace the heavens and the earth, she would never go any higher even if she is beaten.

"Beast Tide, does your magic skill require killing?"

"Exactly!"

Upon hearing this, Jiao Tianzhen couldn't help but say:

"Tianba, you are a human, practicing the killing magic of the demon race. When you return to the human world one day, don't you worry about being killed by the heavenly thunder?"

Liu Muqing now has the Jiuzhou Mountain and River Cauldron, so he is not very concerned about this. He casually said in a respectful tone:

"We can only take things one step at a time in the future. Right now, helping godmother solve the worries of Zanglong Tianyuan is the top priority."

"It's rare that you have such filial piety. Well, go to the Abyss again, but don't go too deep. Find more dragon corpses for me."

Jiao Tianzhen did not persuade Liu Muqing to practice magic, nor did he immediately agree to Liu Muqing's request to return to Tianlong City.

Instead, he asked her to go to Tianyuan again and bring back more corpses. Liu Muqing couldn't understand what Jiao Tianzhen wanted to do with the corpses.

I had no choice but to do as I was told and explore back and forth in the Tianyuan, but I did not exceed the height of the first exploration.

After spending several days, Liu Muqing collected eight more dragon-shaped icebergs and brought them back to the edge of the Tianyuan, above the ancient god's altar where Jiao Tianzhen was.

There was a blood bead suspended in the air, black and red in color. The black one was the Xuanbing Hansha, and the red one was the real blood of a dragon, the blood of Jiao Tianzhen's dragon.

She was entrenched in the ancient god's formation with a painful expression. The twelve chains turned red, and two pieces of the dragon-shaped ice that Liu Muqing had handed to her disappeared.

It wasn't that the ice floe disappeared, but the dragon's body inside the ice floe.

"Is she extracting the dragon power from the ten thousand year old black ice?"

The ten thousand year old black ice freezes the soul and destroys the spirit. The power dissipates when touched by external force. Liu Muqing, with her black yin body, cannot feel the dragon power inside even when absorbing the cold evil.

And through this ancient god altar, Jiao Tianzhen was able to extract the power of the dragon without triggering the ten thousand year old black ice.

“Can this ancient god altar… extract the immortal spirit energy?”

Liu Muqing suddenly had an idea and became very interested in the ancient god altar set up by Jiao Tianzhen, and secretly kept it in mind.

After handing over eight storage bags containing dragon-shaped floating ice to Jiao Tianzhen, Liu Muqing went to Tianyuan again without getting permission to return to Feilong City.

This time she was much lazier and stayed in the Tianyuan for half a month before bringing back five dragon corpses. She also embezzled two of them privately.

Since Jiao Tianzhen was able to extract the power of the dragon through the ancient god's altar and across the ten thousand year old black ice, it means that the dragon's spiritual essence in the ten thousand year old black ice has always existed.

Just because her Xuanyin body cannot be taken out doesn't mean her eight little duck dragons are useless. The ancient duck dragon beasts can crush anything, so it's a win if they can eat and digest a little bit of it.

So every time she went to Tianyuan, she would secretly embezzle a few corpses, going back and forth more than ten times.

The dragon-shaped floating ice that Liu Muqing hid in the storage space silently exceeded the number offered to Jiao Tianzhen.

If she hadn't been afraid of Tianyuan's curse on the dragon clan's aura, she would have wanted to summon a little duck dragon directly from Tianyuan to feed it.

"Tianba, please stay here. I will take you back to Feilong City after I have extracted these dragon spirit essences."

On the ancient god's altar, the black and red blood bead has gradually turned pure red.

However, Jiao Tianzhen's face was pale, and his breath was fluctuating, as if he had reached some limit of endurance.