The cultivation of immortality by mortals begins with the abandoned children of the river

Zhan Nianchuan stood under the skeleton, looking at the huge wound on the huge skull that was dozens of feet wide, with deep eyes.

Who can severely injure such a powerful ancient beast? Or is this powerful person still unable to control his own destiny?

After a long silence, he bowed deeply to the skeleton.

This is the most ancient ancestor of his demon beast bloodline, and the glory of his dragon clan.

All the spirit beasts also lined up behind him and bowed solemnly to the skeleton.

This ancient and powerful person who stands proudly at the top of the world deserves their bow.

Zhan Nianchuan slowly turned around the huge skeleton, his claws resting on it and moving inch by inch, the blood in his body was surging, feeling the resonance with the breath of the ancient fierce dragon. At the same time, his eyes flashed with a faint silver light, and began to look for any remaining spiritual essence in the skeleton.

The other spirit beasts were also extremely nervous, holding their breath involuntarily, and their eyes kept moving with his claws.

There was no tail.

No claws.

No ribs.

......

All the monsters couldn't help but get impatient, and Jiao Jing and his father squeezed their claws together tightly, their eyes full of disappointment and hope.

Zhan Nianchuan's face didn't look good either, but he was still not impatient, still groping and feeling inch by inch.

Time passed slowly.

No spine either!

The field was silent, and all the spirit beasts could not hide their disappointment.

However, at this moment, Zhan Nianchuan suddenly opened his eyes wide, his pupils were blood red, his face was extremely ferocious, and the aura emanating from his body suddenly became several times stronger!

Snap!

Snap!

The two jade pendants on his body that defended against soul attacks shattered.

A black dragon phantom flew out from above his head, and rushed towards the skeleton of the ancient fierce dragon impatiently.

Seeing this scene, many spirit beasts were horrified and stepped forward together.

In the Xuantian Tower.

The golden light of the Hunyuan Bowl flashed, and the Bodhi tree next to it looked even more serious and frightening, staring at the black dragon and muttering to himself.

Seeing that the black dragon was about to sink into the skeleton, it suddenly seemed to encounter some obstacles and slowly stopped moving forward.

Bodhi tree sighed, looking exhausted, "Asshole boy, you scared me to death, you did a good job, you are worthy of it!"

At this time, Zhan Nianchuan was also sweating coldly. Just now, an extremely brutal and violent aura suddenly spread from the ancient fierce dragon, enveloping his body, mind and soul.

The irritable and bloodthirsty desire engulfed him, and he wanted to kill crazily, and wanted to slaughter all living beings with the fierce dragon beside him, and even wanted to destroy this world, even himself.

He had been practicing the Soul Refining Technique with all his strength. He had two jade pendants of the highest quality from the Earth Rank to defend against attacks from his soul. His soul had been through several attacks from evil thoughts and was extremely strong. He also had the Soul Nourishing Wood and the Treasure of Seeing the Way to purify his mind and concentrate his spirit. It could be said that his soul was as stable as few people in the world could match. However, he was instantly disoriented by this brutal and violent thought.

As he was about to merge his blood into the ancient fierce dragon and transform into a fierce dragon to kill at will, a very familiar figure suddenly flashed through his mind.

Battle Shou!

Chuan'er~

In an instant, a ray of warmth diluted the brutal and violent thoughts, and his attachment to the past and the worldly emotions surged into his heart again.

His mind gradually became clear, and finally all the thoughts and emotions that induced him to control him were completely eliminated.

Huh~ Huh~

He took a few deep breaths, wiped the cold sweat from his head, and with lingering fear, he retracted his claws from the skeleton of the ancient fierce dragon.

"Master, are you okay?" Jiao Jing asked cautiously.

"What can happen to the master? A mere ancient fierce dragon has been dead for so many thousands of years, what can it do to our master?" The idiot looked arrogant.

Unable to listen any longer, Zhan Nianchuan kicked the idiot away, then frantically searched in the storage bag and found more than ten magical instruments to defend against soul attacks. He hung them all on his body, and took out a pill to calm the mind and spirit, and then stretched his claws towards the skeleton again with a twitching face.

"You idiot, the instinctive obsession of this ancient fierce dragon has been eliminated by you, so what are you afraid of!" Bodhi tree looked at his trembling appearance and wanted to beat him up, and this desire became stronger and stronger.

Should he take action? Looking at the speed at which this kid advances, I am afraid that it will not take many years before he can't beat him.

Just as he was thinking, Zhan Nianchuan's angry voice sounded in his sea of ​​consciousness, "Master Shu, you are so mean. You knew there was an obsession but you didn't remind me. I almost lost my mind and became a monster that only knows how to kill."

"You coward have defended to the teeth, why do you need me to do anything?" Bodhi tree said unhappily, "Besides, don't you find that your soul has become stronger and tougher? How can the dam of the mind be strong without strong or even destructive impact?"

Zhan Nianchuan was stunned, and it seemed to be true.

"What if it is really destroyed?"

Bodhi tree looked indifferent, "Let's talk about it after it is destroyed. Besides, aren't you alive and kicking?"

Twitching his face, Zhan Nianchuan continued to explore carefully.

This time, when he touched the cervical vertebrae he touched before, his mind was not attacked at all, but the blood in his body suddenly ran wildly, and protrusions appeared on the surface of his body, eager to merge into the ancient fierce dragon.

Come again!

Zhan Nianchuan snorted coldly and began to operate the Weak Water Three Thousand Techniques with all his strength, driving the Nine Apertures Demon Yuan in his body, forcibly pulling the blood power back to its original position, and circulating it throughout his body for several cycles, and finally dispersing into his limbs and bones.

Feeling the strong desire to devour with blood connected, he gritted his teeth and suppressed it.

Once he devoured, he would probably advance to the Transformation Realm immediately, and would be repelled by the interface power here, and would never have the chance to get the Undead Phoenix Tree again.

At the same time, in his eyes, a blue ray as bright as the sea of ​​stars appeared deep in the cervical vertebrae, making him want to indulge in it.

Spiritual essence!

His heart was pounding, and he took a few deep breaths, and then he barely kept calm and continued to grope towards the head of the ancient fierce dragon, hoping to gain something.

But to his regret, only this place still retained the spiritual essence.

With a long sigh, he retracted his claws and looked at several spirit beasts who were also nervous, but more excited.

"How long has it been?"

"Master, you have been searching for six hours."

So long? Zhan Nianchuan was a little surprised, and then drove the spiritual storage bag to fly up and put away the ancient fierce dragon skeleton.

It is unknown what level this storage bag is, and the space inside is so huge that it can easily hold two more ancient fierce dragon skeletons.