"O great god, your humble servant hearkens to your teachings again. ”

Song De trembled with excitement as he saw the legendary god, even if it was just a small projection. He usually only deserves to be called and drunk by the oracles, but now he has seen a god that even the oracles can't touch!

His snake's blood boiled within him, and the scales grew out of his flesh to the surface of his skin, and his legs were folded together, twisting together into a massive snake tail that held his body up, but his back was bent straight away, arching his head almost to the ground.

"Humble slave, give me your body, and I will give you the power to destroy everything you see, and to defeat those whom you hate!"

The original statue with anti-bones is now reorganized into a dragon with Western characteristics like a giant lizard, it does not speak words, but a kind of spiritual transmission, fiercely imprinted in everyone's mind and heart, its obscurity and evil are no longer suffocating and evasive, but like an obvious flag, planted there, guiding the lost people forward.

"it! Pill pill!"

Ji Shuncheng said the modern buzzwords he had learned from Yang Chen in the past few days, stabilized his mud pill palace that was shaky because of the coercion of the dragon statue, and then took out a mottled clear knife from it, and waited for it.

This clear knife is the standard knife when he served in the Qinglu Battalion Army, he brought it with him when he unintentionally reached the starry sky, although this knife looks mottled, but it is a magic weapon that has been tempered countless times by him, and the preciousness of this thing in his heart is like Yang Chen's natal talisman!

Now that he took this clear knife out, he was 100 percent in his state to face this horrible thing.

"Damn! the aura is imprisoned and can't be used!"

Ji Shuncheng scolded secretly in his heart, for the realm of heaven and man, being able to use aura is the most powerful BUFF, and it is also the biggest trick, which gives them the ability to move mountains and seas in this realm, without this ability, they are not much different from the powerhouses of the Ming realm, but they have multiplied several times in all aspects, and the real mastery cannot be used, just using supernatural powers to fight.

"This thing looks tricky!

Ji Shuncheng clenched the handle of the knife more and more, ready to deal with the attack from the dragon at any time, Ji Shuncheng didn't dare to step forward, just defensive, from the projection of the dragon can imprison the aura, it can be seen that he is not the same level as the dragon, even if it is just a projection of the other party or possessed by Song De, it is not something he can deal with by attacking, it can only take time, wait for the projection to exhaust the energy across the space and then disperse.

"Roar—"

The dragon phantom completed the possession of Song De, and the moment Song De completed it, a pair of membrane wings grew on his back, and as soon as the membrane wings moved slightly, Song De rushed towards Ji Shuncheng with huge kinetic energy.

"Goller—"

The five fingers of Song De's hands began to lengthen from the moment they were possessed, and the scales gradually covered them, and his original hands now became a human killing weapon, wielding it to deprive others of their lives.

"Bang-"

The sound of hand-to-hand combat spread throughout the square, and there was a huge echo, the people in the square, whether they were cultivators like Lin Ling or disciples of the True Spirit Sect, or ordinary classmates, covered their ears and showed pain because of this loud noise, and Ji Shuncheng, who was fighting with the possessed Song De, was in the center of the sound wave diffusion, because he was in the Heavenly and Human Realm, he had a strong physique, but he did not interfere with the battle because of the sound wave, but his clear knife was pressed down because of Song De's huge strength.

"Mortal, you are not bad, this power is still rare in the realm of heaven and man, how about being the war pet of this seat?"

Song De opened his mouth faintly, but what he said was another voice, this voice was the same as the thoughts brought by that spiritual transmission, the obscure and evil voice poured into Ji Shuncheng's mind.