Feng Buping frowned, took out the ghost wood vine from the materials piled next to him, and threw it into the air, and the ghost wood vine suddenly floated in the air and flew on top of the blood droplet.

I saw drops of juice dripping from the oniki vine. As the juice continued to drip and merge into the sword body, the roaring dragon soul gradually subsided, and there was no sound, and finally the remaining ghost wood vines turned into dead leaves and burned in the air.

However, the body of the golden dragon was still constantly swimming around the blood droplets, and as the swimming progressed, the body of the golden dragon continued to merge into the blood droplets, and the volume of the blood droplets continued to increase.

Feng Buping is not in a hurry, and he has brought a thousand years of ......

Chapter 122 of "Nine Days of Dragon Dance in Troubled Times" The strife inside the door is in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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