Ling Luo grabbed another thirty-year-old Zining Grass and threw it into the flames, refining it in the same way, and it was another light purple droplet.

Then there was a refining flower, a pinch of cold snow soil, and a second-level wood yuan demon crystal core, which were calcined into three dragonan-sized liquids, which were bright red, earthy yellow, and emerald green.

The five droplets, crystal clear, with a scorching stream of light on the surface, surrounded Ling Luo's body, slowly rotating.

Fusing the five grains of liquid together, taking their essence and removing their dross is the most important thing in the entire refining process.

The ability of this body was really poor, and there was a faint sweat oozing from Ling Luo's forehead, even if he borrowed the flame of the cheap dragon, it was still extremely difficult.

Can't give up!

Be sure to refine the quick-advancing marrow cleansing elixir!!

Ling Luo's hands stretched out and sealed in mid-air, and the black extreme fire formed a complex six-pointed star pattern.

She said silently, then opened her eyes suddenly, and shouted: "Enter my formation!" ”

The five crystal-clear spiritual liquids were like life, and they all obeyed Ling Luo's orders, entered the black array eye, spun rapidly, and then gradually condensed into one in the most central position.

Ling Luo controlled the fire with both hands, continuously sending extreme fire into the array eye, but her body began to shake, her vision began to blur, and the sweat on her face continued to drip to the ground like beads with broken threads.

"Enough!" The voice of the cheap dragon sounded unexpectedly majestic at the moment, "Xiao Luo, you are already very overdrawn, stop!" ”

No, you can't stop, it's still a little bit, as long as you hold on to one more cup of tea, you can complete the fusion.

How could this body be so weak, it was just a low-level marrow cleansing spiritual liquid, and it couldn't even hold on and wanted to faint.

She is unwilling, really unwilling!

Ling Luo frowned, gritted his teeth, and used all his strength to slam the black extreme fire in the alchemy fire array again.

"In this case, increase the firepower, do you want to die?!" The Cheap Dragon's voice turned into rage.

"I'm not going to die!" Ling Luo roared, although his voice was very weak, but his momentum was definitely not lost to the cheap dragon, "Until those who want me to die die, I will not die no matter what!" ”

Suddenly, around Ling Luo's body, a golden extremely complex contract array lit up, flashing with glorious light.

In the midst of the sealed fire beads, a soul-like beast soul with a strength of more than a thousand zhang slowly rose, bursting out with an incomparable amount of earth-shattering power.

Above Ling's Mansion, the wind was fierce, the clouds were rolling, and thousands of golden rays burst out from Ling Luo's house, heading straight for Xiao Han.

At the same time, an extremely deep, extremely majestic, and earth-destroying voice sounded in Ling Luo's mind.

"Ling Luo, from now on, my sword will be with you, and your fate will coexist with me. At this point, the contract is completed. ”

Suddenly, the golden contract array slowly rose, condensed into a palm-sized shape, and with the endless dragon breath from the ancients, it was imprinted in the depths of Ling Luo's soul.

A resounding dragon roar echoed in the sky above the entire Yingyang City, and a name appeared in Ling Luo's heart—Prison.

It's his name.

That cheap dragon just now?

Did he take the initiative to conclude a contract with himself?

An ancient Extreme Fire God Dragon, an absolute powerhouse standing at the peak of the Dragon Clan, actually took the initiative to conclude a contract with her, a first-order martial artist's human waste wood?