Fortunately, the little prince Zhao Yu's fire dragon did a big favor.

Zhu Minglang found that it was really difficult to peel off those fire stalks by himself, after all, his body was not as bad as the sword spirit dragon, and the sword spirit dragon had no claws and teeth, so he couldn't tear the fire stalks off, and if he forcibly cut the sword, it would be easy to touch those restless fire liquids.

Take a deep breath, after all, it is Shenrui, and Zhu Minglang has not tried to cut it off.

"Whew!!"

Zhu Minglang raised his hand so quickly that he could barely see the movement of his arm.

The sword shone brightly, and the blade of light was like the moon, slashing sharply and accurately at the wisp of life connected to the earth's spine divine root.

As if slashed on an incomparably strong chain, Zhu Minglang even felt the force of the backlash, making his palms hurt.

But the fate was still broken, and Zhu Minglang suddenly saw a face emerge in the flowing fire liquid, and then dissipated like the wind.

Probably because he felt that dream, or maybe because he had a soul bond with Nuwa Long, Zhu Minglang suddenly felt a sense of relief.

The shackles that entwined in the soul of the heart, and the tree of sorrow and pain that condensed in the soul took root and sprouted, were all cut off with this clean sword......

"Keep this Divine Stamen, maybe the Earth Vein Fire Stamen will be revived in the future, why did you kill it?" Elder Yuan asked with some confusion.

"Elder Yuan, this thing was originally a gift from God, and we have it for ourselves, and now it's time to return it. Zhu Wangxing said weakly.

Zhu Minglang turned his head and glanced at Zhu Wangxing......

It seemed that he knew something, and from his tone, Zhu Minglang felt the guilt in Zhu Wangxing's heart.

This divine stamen has been unrecognizable, fortunately, Zhu Minglang deliberately took a large part of the tranquil fire liquid, and these tranquil fiery liquids are enough for Zhumen for the past ten years, as for whether this divine stamen will grow after ten years, it is not something he has to care about.

Anyway, in Zhu Minglang's opinion, Nuwa Dragon must be more meaningful than this leyline god.

......

Returning to the depths of the leyline, before stepping into the pitch-black turquoise pool, Zhu Minglang heard a very slight voice, as if a woman's long skirt was elegantly dragging on the ground.

"Naya~" A pleasant voice sounded, and Zhu Minglang saw that in the crack like a cave, a slender and graceful figure was walking towards him, and her eyes like night amber were shining with innocence and pleasure.

She reached the boundary of the leylines that she could not cross, and after a moment's hesitation, Nuwa Dragon walked forward, her soul no longer feeling imprisoned by some chains, and her somewhat strange but beautiful face bloomed with a smile, as moving as a beautiful orchid.

"You can get out of here, you can go wherever you want. Zhu Minglang said to Nuwalong.

This is the time to be gracious.

Even if Zhu Minglang very much expects Nuwa Long to dedicate his body and mind to become his sixth spirit dragon, but at this time, he must show the bearing of a broad-minded dragon herder.

I did not save you because I wanted to possess you.

I'm just touched by your kindness and heart, and I hope from the bottom of my heart that you can get a new life, well, well, that's about it.

"Na~" Nuwa Long was so simple and pure, she didn't suspect that Zhu Minglang was trying to capture it.

Since it was Zhu Minglang who saved her, she naturally wanted to follow her for the rest of her life.

Perfectly signed the spiritual covenant, and after confirming that the wonderful Nuwa Dragon in front of him was already in the bag and it was impossible to escape, Zhu Minglang was even more happy in his heart.

I said that there is a special existence like Nuwa Dragon in the dragon, the mind is interactive, and he will never betray, even if such a Nuwa Dragon is weak in combat, it is also eye-catching.

Of course, Zhu Minglang firmly believes that Nuwa Long cannot be weak in combat.

Even if its original figure had turned into a part of the earth's ridge, the newly-born Nuwa Dragon probably possessed very powerful abilities.

She can handle the ocean.

Or the spiritual mother of the earth.

The two great techniques of water and earth can be described as talented, and they have to fight with some water gods and earth gods.

Nuwa Long's cultivation was not as high as she had imagined, but Zhu Minglang could feel that her soul was very weak, completely different from what he had felt when he first encountered it in the Emerald Pool.

It should be because she cut off her life, and after being completely separated from the soul of the original god, she is an independent life, and the wounds of her soul also need to heal slowly.

"Zhu Minglang, I think you're about to embark on the road of finding the lantern jade again. Mr. Koi looked at Nuwa Dragon very carefully.

Since then, Mr. Koi has not mentioned the purple dragon at all, as if the purple dragon is a long and colorful insect in front of Nuwa Dragon!

"Why?" Zhu Minglang said incomprehensibly.

"Originally, I thought that if you cut off her lifehead, her godhead would dissipate, but it seems that her godhead still retains a part, but her soul is too weak. Mr. Koi glanced at his long beard fluttering, and his face was serious and serious.

"Do you want to rely on the Divine Ancient Lamp Jade to renew the soul?" Zhu Minglang said in surprise.

"Well, after raising the soul, her cultivation will naturally go up, this is a dragon that does not need any spiritual cultivation, she is already perfect in itself, but the soul is too fragile, like tissue paper, which will limit her cultivation and her spells. Mr. Koi said.

Nuwa Long was on the side, listening quietly, and after having the spirit covenant, she could roughly comprehend the communication between Zhu Minglang and Mr. Koi.

She knew that this person and fish were worried about her soul, and she also felt a little guilty, wondering if she was a very useless dragon, dragging down the humans who were kind enough to save her.

"Why are you crying, don't cry, don't cry. Zhu Minglang was startled when he saw that there was a crystal slip in Nuwalong's big eyes, and hurriedly said comfort.

The teardrops, which slipped down her little cheeks, quickly solidified as they fell to the ground, turning into small night beads, which hit the ground with a crisp sound.

"You're not weak, the cultivation of the pinnacle monarch level is already very high outside. It's okay, the ancient lights and jade are all over the world, and it's not difficult to find this thing. "Zhu Minglang is like coaxing a child.

Nuwalong's little heart is inevitably too fragile.

"If you don't believe it, you ask the Heavenly Dragon, the Heavenly Dragon used to have a piece on its tail. Zhu Minglang patted the head of the Heavenly Demon Dragon.

The Heavenly Demon Dragon looked fierce and vicious, and it didn't seem like he would comfort Sister Long, but Nuwa Long must not be afraid of the Heavenly Demon Dragon, and learned to Zhu Minglang to gently stroke the Heavenly Demon Dragon's head with his hand.