Zhang Han was frightened and frightened, curled up and retreated, hid in the corner of the grotto and shouted, "You, what do you want to do?.."

Long Jiu grinned and said, "Little monk, don't be nervous, you will soon become my person." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

Zhang Han had goosebumps all over his body: "Please, don't talk so ambiguously, okay? I'm a monk, I don't want to be you or your person." ”

Long Jiu was stunned: "Don't you understand my words? You are about to become the tenth generation of our Phantom Dragon Clan, according to the rules of the Phucratory Dragon Clan, the Dragon Qi Golden Body of the Phustic Dragon Clan has been passed down from generation to generation, you have me, I have you, we are not separated from each other, you are not my person, who else will it be?"

Zhang Han breathed a sigh of relief, as long as it wasn't what he thought, everything was negotiable: "What kind of dragon qi golden body, I don't understand." ”

Long Jiu said with a smile: "If you don't understand, I don't have time to explain it to you, in short, you remember, you will be the tenth generation of the golden body of the Phantom Dragon in the future, which also means that you have inherited the dragon energy of the nine generations of Phantom Dragon ancestors." ”

Zhang Han said with a sad face: "I don't want any of your ninth-generation Phantom Dragon Ancestor Dragon Qi, didn't you say that you are a descendant of the Phantom Dragon? ”

Long Jiu shook his head and sighed: "Do you think I don't want to stay? My limit has arrived, and I will report to the reincarnation hell tonight, but the noble bloodline of the Phantom Dragon Clan cannot be extinct in my hands!"

Zhang Han couldn't help but be surprised: "The time limit has come? No, you look stronger than a cow, how can you die?"

Long Jiu ripped off the robe on his body with a bang, and the upper body of **** was all covered with layers of fine scales, just like a fish.

But it's also possible that it was the dragon scales of the Phantom Dragon, because Long Jiu said that he was a descendant of the Phantom Dragon.

What shocked Zhang Han the most was that under the neatly arranged fine scales of skin, more than a dozen wounds like rotting abscesses had spread all over his body, and wisps of black liquid oozed from each wound.

What he showed the old monk and Chang Qiluo just now was only the most inconspicuous wound on the top of his chest, and the other wounds were far more serious than those on his chest.

"Do you believe it now?I won't live long!" Long Jiu smiled bitterly, "In the past hundreds of years, in order to secretly revive the great cause of the Phantom Dragon Clan, I have searched everywhere for rare treasures that can continue the descendants of the Phantom Dragon, and I have done a lot of shady deeds, and I have also made a lot of cursed and poisonous oaths with others, which finally led to the coming of the Heavenly Tribulation, the Mandate of Heaven is like this, what can I do?"

After speaking, he put the hideous animal skeleton in front of Zhang Han, Zhang Han understood that he was about to cast a spell on himself, and unexpectedly turned to one side, trying to pass under Long Jiu's armpit.

Long Jiu smiled and stretched out his finger to him casually, and he immediately felt his whole body stiff, sitting on the spot like a stone man and unable to move.

Zhang Han could only cry with a sad face, and kept praying in his heart, hoping that a miracle would appear: Old monk master, old monk master, come and save your precious apprentice, I haven't settled the account with you for deceiving Lao Tzu to the Xuan Realm with rhetoric, you can't be so irresponsible?..

Long Jiu sat cross-legged behind the animal skeleton, closed his eyes, and said something in his mouth, and after a while, he opened his eyes suddenly, and a palm was imprinted on the backbone of the animal skeleton.

The hideous animal skeleton opened its empty, terrifying skeletal mouth, and a particle-like red light spurted out of its mouth violently, heading straight for Zhang Han's Heavenly Spirit Gai.

With a "boom", Zhang Han only felt thunder all over his body, as if a ghost had broken into his body, constantly cheering and jumping inside. His mind went blank for a moment, all the memories, thoughts, and fears in his head came to naught, and the blank space expanded all over his body like a piece of seawater, gushing endlessly...

After a pillar of incense, the particle-like red light finally stopped instilling Zhang Han, and the hideous animal skeleton in front of him was scattered on the ground like fallen dust, revealing Long Jiu's tired face behind him.

He was already weak, as if his whole person had been emptied, and the black water flowing from more than a dozen sores and scars on his body was like ink, flowing all over the ground, and his muscles began to wilt and contract.

"Remember, in the future, you will be the tenth generation of the Phantom Dragon Clan, and you must not expose your identity in front of outsiders casually, that will bring you the disaster of killing, and the great task of reviving the Phantom Dragon Clan will fall on your shoulders.." Long Jiu gasped and muttered to him, as if he was explaining what was going on.

At this time, his physical body had shrunk into a white bone skeleton, pieces of skin and flesh were falling off like mud, and the purple qi on his head was raging, as if his spirit had dissipated, and it was extremely terrifying.

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Han immediately felt that the scorching air currents all over his body were flooding on the dantian, the whole person seemed to be floating up like a withered leaf, there seemed to be a monster in his body constantly roaring, and bloody scenes of slaughter appeared in his mind, and all kinds of strange sounds came like a tide, as if other people's memories were forcibly poured into his empty mind.

His eyes began to be in a trance, and he didn't even have the strength to open his mouth to speak, and with a bang, his brain was swept away by the heat wave that came up...

Zhang Han felt that he was being dragged by a fierce golden dragon, through the clouds, running wildly in the wind, his mind was ignorant, and his whole body was burning and uncomfortable.

I don't know how long it was, with a "boom", he felt that he was thrown into a cold ice cave and soaked, and the burning heat in his body began to cool down slowly, but he still couldn't open his eyes, only that his whole body was wrapped in a slippery and greasy film, which was very uncomfortable.

When the residual heat on his body dissipated, Zhang Han slowly woke up in a daze.

When he opened his eyes, he couldn't help but be startled, he was already in a huge ice lake, his whole body was wrapped in cold lake water and ice slag, and his limbs were stiff, like a white zongzi floating on the surface of the lake.

What's even more strange is that the sky above him is completely shrouded in a colorful cloud, and a breeze blows, and the clouds continue to change into various strange patterns, which makes people feel like they are in an illusory world.

Could it be that I have come to the underworld? Zhang Han bit his tongue and felt pain! Proving that he was still alive in the real world. No, to be precise, it should still be in the Xuan Realm.

There were still a few huge ice floes floating around him, and looking at the terrain, it was obvious that this was no longer a hidden hill sea.

Amitabha! His grandmother's, what the hell is this place? His head couldn't move, so he could only scan his eyes left and right, and suddenly found that not far from his left and right, there were two beautiful women who were in this icy lake like me, but they didn't seem to be passively immersed in the lake, but more like they were quietly cultivating.