Rebirth of the Xuanmen Supreme

Hearing this, Wu Xiaoshan and Zhu Xiyan were silent for a long time.

"But how does this look like a dragon? It's obviously a snake. Is it a blindfold?" Zhu Xiyan finally couldn't hold back the doubts in his heart and asked.

"This should be his original form before he transformed into a dragon. His cultivation base was forcibly extracted, but he was not allowed to die. He was forced to hold on with a mouthful of vitality, and he was treated as a transfer station for spiritual energy." It was really miserable.

But Han Jingyun didn't know what happened before, so he couldn't judge whether the evil spirit in the dragon's supernatural body came from himself, or the person who controlled him behind the scenes.

"It's so miserable..." Zhu Xiyan and Wu Xiaoshan expressed emotion almost at the same time, especially Wu Xiaoshan, who didn't know whether he should continue to hate this dragon god or not.

However, Wu Xiaoshan thought about it again, once this matter is over, he might be able to leave, whether he hates it or not, it really means nothing to him.

"Sir, are you here to free him?" To completely solve the matter of Qianyuan Lake, the Dragon God is the key, and it is impossible to let him go.

"There is a way, but I'm not sure if it will succeed." Because, he only saw this way in ancient books in his last life, and it was just a theoretical speculation, and he didn't even have the experience of his predecessors. For reference, the success rate is naturally not guaranteed.

"Xiaoyun, you can do whatever you want. Xiaoshan and I probably won't be able to help you, so just stand aside and try not to interfere with your business. After the matter is over, let's go home. We have to find Liu Lingtong Well, I don't know if he was captured by the ghost king..." Zhu Xiyan thought of Liu Lingtong who was still missing, and began to mutter again unknowingly.

"Okay, I'll listen to my brother." Han Jingyun's tone is really a younger brother who only obeys his brother's orders. However, this ambiguous atmosphere makes even a ghost in Wu Xiaoshan blush, and it seems like a sin to look at it more. , he quickly turned his back, and at the same time he did not forget to say: "Yeah, I listen to you."

Zhu Xiyan was also blushed by Han Jingyun's doting tone, and didn't dare to say anything more, and turned his head to stand with Wu Xiaoshan, but he didn't turn his back like Wu Xiaoshan did, but He stared at Han Jingyun closely, for fear that something would happen to Han Jingyun if he made a wrong eye.

Seeing Zhu Xiyan standing still, Han Jingyun smiled and nodded at him, then turned around and looked at the sleeping Dragon God, whose body was still pitch-black, but the mouth, which was originally black and weak, had already disappeared. Completely revealing its true colors, the color under the black mist was actually purple, and it was very deep. At first glance, it was really no different from black.

Han Jingyun raised his hand and caressed the dragon god's head. He felt the icy snake scales on his fingertips, released his own spiritual power, turned into countless spiritual power lines, and spread along the gaps in the snake scales. , In this way, it can be directly soaked from the inside without touching the black mist on the surface of the Dragon God.

The situation of the Dragon God, as Han Jingyun said before, is already at the end of his strength, and the last breath of true energy is hidden in the seven inches of the Dragon God, where the original condensed elixir has already turned into a hole at this moment. It was a lifeless black stone, and the dead energy was constantly escaping from it, which made people feel frightened.

Was Dragon God really harmed like this by the ghost king?What is the current strength of the ghost king?With his strength in this life, can he really eliminate the ghost king and bring the world back from the catastrophe?

"Senior's situation is already extremely bad. I don't know if my method can relieve you. I can only give it a try." After Han Jingyun carefully checked the situation of Dragon God, he confirmed again——Dragon God There is no way to save it, even if the Da Luo Immortal came.

The day after tomorrow, the immortal who cultivates to ascend, regardless of whether it is a demon cultivator or a human cultivator, if his alchemy is destroyed and his cultivation base is exhausted, there is no possibility of surviving. I don't know what method this dragon god used to save his last breath of vitality , Is this because of a strong desire to survive, or a deep hatred?

Han Jingyun couldn't figure it out, and there was no need to pursue the answer. He just lifted the big pottery pot he brought out from the ancestral hall of Longshen Village firmly to his side. When his right hand touched the mouth of the pot, Han Jingyun began to read quickly After reciting the formula, in an instant, there was a violent sound of water and the screams of water ghosts in the originally calm big clay pot.

Han Jingyun was indifferent, and continued to chant the formula, and his hands began to pinch the formula quickly. As time passed, the big black clay pot, which was originally ordinary, finally glowed, and it became more and more Sheng, if you keep staring at the big clay pot, you will feel that it doesn't look like black anymore.

"The big clay pot has turned purple!" Zhu Xiyan uttered in surprise, before he finished speaking, he hurriedly covered his mouth with belated eyesight, staring straight ahead at Han Jingyun look from behind.

Fortunately, Han Jingyun always focused on the matter at hand, and did not look back at him, which made Zhu Xiyan both relieved and inexplicably disappointed.

I always feel that his family Xiaoyun has been snatched away!

After Han Jingyun finished reciting the formula, the big clay pot had turned into a purple luminous body, and the glaring white light gradually changed into a mysterious purple. Then, the big pottery pot became smaller and smaller again, In the end, it became the size of a palm, and the light on it faded quietly, and finally fell silently into Han Jingyun's palm.

"...What about the water ghost? Why did the big clay pot become so small? It's discolored, what the hell is it?" Zhu Xiyan, who had been watching from behind and made up his mind not to disturb Han Jingyun, repeatedly confirmed the temporary After being safe, he rushed to Han Jingyun's side in three steps at a time, and asked curiously.

"That is not a real water ghost, but formed by the condensed evil energy in Qianyuan Lake. Its main task is to hide in this big clay pot, collect the energy absorbed by the Dragon God, and then transport it to the water ghost. His master, the process of turning has lasted for nearly a hundred years, and the use value of the dragon god has basically been squeezed out. Now in this container is the energy that the master has not had time to take away. Our encounter with the ghost king that day , is the reason for this result.”

Han Jingyun spoke clearly, but it was a pity that Zhu Xiyan was so dizzy that he took a while to turn the corner.

"Didn't we ruin his good deed that day?" Maybe the ghost king succeeded in taking away these energies, and he would be able to achieve great success!

Zhu Xiyan couldn't help but rejoice in his heart. At the same time, that inexplicable, complicated and completely incomprehensible emotion came out quietly again, which made him frown and felt bitter. The face doesn't know it yet.

However, Han Jingyun took all his brother's abnormal state into his eyes, a dark light flashed in his eyes, but he remained calm, and when he spoke again, he was still as gentle as water.

"Well, my injury was not in vain. Perhaps, this can be the lifeline of Dragon God." But the result is still unknown, he can only try his best to do what he can do.

"Is this Dragon God still saved? Then what should I do next? Feed this jar into his mouth?" In Zhu Xiyan's view, it's just like taking pills. Anyway, the Dragon God's mouth is so big, Eating a clay pot probably won't even provoke a hiccup.

"Hehe..." Hearing what his brother said, Han Jingyun couldn't help but chuckle.

Zhu Xiyan doesn't remember, but Han Jingyun does. In the last life when he and Zhu Xiyan first met, Zhu Xiyan was like a child who had never stepped into the mortal world. He didn't understand anything and was interested in everything. A bottle of elixir, he put the bottle into his mouth directly, and even complained that the bottle was too hard, piercing his mouth or something, which made him very happy at that time.

and after?What happened afterwards?Zhu Xiyan is intelligent by nature, he can learn everything in one go, he doesn't even need someone to teach him, he can figure it out on his own, especially for medicine, he has a very high talent, if he is not the king of ghosts The older brother, perhaps, can really be with him and live happily ever after.

However, there are not so many ifs in the world. What has happened will eventually pass away, and what he values ​​is a future with infinite possibilities. No matter what, he must fight for his and Zhu Xiyan's future.

"Well, it's a good idea." After Zhu Xiyan finished speaking, he regretted it. The more he thought about it, the more naive and stupid he felt. When he wanted to take it back, Han Jingyun gave him an affirmative answer.

Moreover, Han Jingyun not only answered verbally, but also executed without hesitation in action. He opened the big mouth of the dragon god and punched in along the mouth, which made Zhu Xiyan a little stunned.

"...That's all right?" Nima, is it too hasty?He was a little messed up in the wind!

However, the facts have proved that no matter how unreliable what his brother does, the result must be reliable. His brother's behavior is the truth!

I saw that layer of black mist attached to the surface of the Dragon God, in the next half an hour, a little bit thinner, until it completely dissipated, and finally finally showed the original appearance of the Dragon God, which was a purple dragon with Its scales are covered with scars, which is shocking. It doesn't look like a Dragon God's might at all, but looks like a pitiful little boy.

"Roar..." Dragon God's eyes slowly opened. They were a pair of red eyes, almost dull, and the dragon's voice was extremely weak, but Han Jingyun knew that Dragon God had seen them.

"Lord Dragon God, I can only do so much." Han Jingyun's words were stating the facts and sighing.

"Roar..." At the same time as the dragon chant sounded, a hoarse male voice sounded in Han Jingyun's mind.

"Human, thank you for everything you have done for me, thank you, for pulling me out of the abyss before I was completely desperate, that's enough, next, it depends on my own luck, the grace of saving my life, Zipo Keep it in your heart, see you in the future, and the spring will repay you."

As the words fell, the body of the Dragon God turned into a stream of light and went towards the sky, disappearing in the dark rock wall in an instant, leaving behind a black bead where the Dragon God originally curled up, and, A whole piece of black ice iron under the bead.

Seeing this, Han Jingyun raised his eyebrows. Sure enough, good deeds will be rewarded!