It's too wretched!

Xu Jingtian couldn't cry or laugh in his heart at this time, he couldn't imagine that he was fascinated for a while, in order to get a piece of unwarranted keel, he was almost tired and half dead, not only did he not get any benefits, but he almost lost his life. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Hearing the dragon head shouting to kill him, Xu Jingtian almost didn't hesitate, turned around and fled, where is this dragon head, it is clearly a half-stiff and immortal freak!

"Whew-"

A dragon roar came from behind him, and countless cold currents at the bottom of the cave were churning and reversing, and the sky was spinning. Xu Jingtian looked at it and was depressed to find that he had returned to the same place.

This is something that has never happened since he used his power to control the wind. The power of wind control is neither a spell nor an immortal art, but an ability that the Nether Beast has passed on to him through the inheritance of memory.

To put it bluntly, the power of wind control is even more clever than immortal arts!

Just as casting spells requires spiritual power, casting immortal magic requires mobilizing the immortal energy in the caster's body, and the power of wind control does not need these at all! It uses the vitality of heaven and earth, that is, as long as there is a place with the vitality of heaven and earth, it can be cast at will!

But the dragon head only with a long roar, he broke his power to control the wind, which can only explain one problem, this ancient dragon also knows the power of wind control, and the Tao is far above his Xu Jingtian.

Xu Jingtian almost moved his mind, and instantly figured this out, feeling that the dragon head in front of him was not so terrifying.

"Humble human—" The dragon head sneered at him, and continued to growl, "Hand over the dragon's blood—spare you no death!"

"Is this what you're talking about?" Xu Jingtian said, slowly spreading his palm. Isn't it just a drop of blood the size of a fly's head, as for that?

The drop of dragon blood suddenly became active, and slipped out of his fingers very dexterously, and the original dark red color also became very bright at this time, and he wanted to take the opportunity to break through the air, but he was pulled by Xu Jingtian's spiritual power, and he couldn't break free.

"Humble human-quick-send it quickly-" The dragon head became a little impatient at the sight of the dragon's blood, but did not rush directly at him.

Seeing the dragon's head so tightly attached to this drop of dragon blood, Xu Jingtian was reassured in his heart. Hmph, in Xu Jingtian's eyes, this dragon head is clearly just a half-stiff and immortal freak. If the dragon head asks for good words, he may soften his heart and return the dragon's blood to it. But it regarded itself as a high-level being, and insulted itself as a lowly human being, which made him feel unpleasant.

This is also related to Xu Jingtian's experience when he was a child, he followed the old Xu Tou to be a horse breeder since he was a child, and he was usually bullied by those young masters of Dongfang Mansion, and even those with foreign surnames often yelled at them.

Xu Jingtian had long been unhappy with these bullying behaviors in his heart, and at this time, he heard the dragon head insulting him like this three or four times, which aroused the anger in his heart.

Therefore, not only did he not obediently send the dragon blood, but instead held the dragon blood in his hand, and sneered at the dragon head: "Do you want it, if you have the ability, grab it back!"

"Ignorant human beings—you seek death—" The dragon head instantly became even angrier, and the two bright eye holes suddenly closed, and the hole in the ground fell into darkness. Immediately after, a huge fireball burst out from the mouth of the dragon's head and rushed straight towards Xu Jingtian!

This fireball looks ordinary, but the temperature is unimaginably high, and where it passes, the cold current immediately turns into water vapor, and even those residual bones and fragments are burned to the ground, and there is not even a residue left.

This fireball is not only extremely hot, but also incredibly fast, in the blink of an eye, the fireball has crossed the space of a hundred zhang, and it is only dozens of zhang away from Xu Jingtian.

"Ahh I didn't expect this half-stiff immortal dragon head to be so powerful, if this was stained with a little bit of a star, how could there be a life.

Although Xu Jingtian couldn't avoid it, he had a countermeasure in his heart, so he didn't panic. At this moment, he stretched his palms forward to his chest and shouted, "Stop!"

"Whew-"

At the critical moment, the dragon head roared again, and the fireball immediately stopped abruptly and came to a dangerous stop ten zhang in front of Xu Jingtian.

It's dangerous!

At the other end of the fireball, the corners of Xu Jingtian's mouth rose, this time he bet right! In his hand, what he held was dragon blood. Since the dragon head cares so much about this drop of dragon blood, he has the capital to fight against it, and he can't imagine that he really made the right bet. If he had been a few breathers too late, he might have been hit by a fireball and burned to ashes.

Even so, a strong burning sensation came, and Xu Jingtian felt that he was about to be scorched, and he had to exert his power to control the fire and compete with the fireball.

"Whew-" The dragon head let out an unwilling roar, glaring at him angrily, and had to withdraw the fireball. After doing all this, the dragon head seemed to have spent a lot of strength, and there was a faint breath.

Although it was a subtle action, it was still discovered by the attentive Xu Jingtian. It's strange, the dragon head is not so fragile, is it a guy who is strong on the outside and dry in the middle?

Xu Jingtian only looked at it again at this time, and he didn't care about it, he unexpectedly found that there was a faint dead air emitted from the dragon's head, and it was getting thicker and thicker.

Could it be that this dragon head, ha, you know, this dragon head is really just a half-stiff freak.

The ancient Ying Dragon, as an ancient desolate beast, has extremely tenacious vitality. Although it was decapitated, it was not completely dead, and its powerful primordial spirit was still hidden in its body. Because of this, in order to kill it all, the people who killed it deliberately laid this Heavenly Absolute Aoi Water Array to seal it here, so as to exhaust its vitality.

In order to keep it secret and not let others find it here, it has opened up a unique place like Feiqionghai.

If nothing else, tens of thousands of years later, if the primordial spirit in the dragon's head is eaten away little by little, it will become exactly the same as ordinary beast bones, and it will not be able to escape the fate of being eroded by the cold current.

But places like Feiqionghai are just not easy to find, not that they won't be found. Therefore, when the dragon's head was sealed here, it did not give up, and its original spirit also imagined that one day in the future, it would be discovered and rescued by a person with great magical powers, and as long as it had a drop of dragon blood in its body, it would have a way to be reborn.

But day after day, year after year, not only did the hundreds of millions of creatures in Feiqionghai become rotten bones, but even those who were lucky enough to find it were all buried.

10,000 years have passed, and no matter how powerful the ancient Yinglong's primordial god is, it can't withstand the erosion of the years. The Heavenly Absolute Aoi Water Array also became more and more powerful, and its primordial spirit was eaten away little by little, and in the end, only a wisp of remnant soul remained.

If it weren't for the toughness of the keel, it would have disappeared into the world like those rotten bones. But it doesn't, as a dragon clan galloping through the immortal realm, its bloodline is noble, and even at the last moment of complete destruction, it will not give up its faith! )