The power of thunder and lightning on the Black Dragon King could no longer hurt the golden dragons of the same race, but was suppressed because of the bloodline.

Even if it was born from the essence of the Nine Dragons and had been nurtured by the Soul Suppression Clan for many years, after being suppressed by Song Qingxiao first, it met this opponent who was 'younger' than it and whose bloodline level was higher than it.

If it hadn't been for the previous fierce battle, maybe it would still have the strength to fight, but when it encountered the soul of the golden dragon at this time, it would have been reduced to nourishment.

The body of the demon king is full of treasures, and the king of the black dragon clan who has been trapped for thousands of years and absorbed the essence of the soul suppression clan was preyed upon by the golden dragon at this time.

'Whoa-whoa-' The black dragon howled miserably, but still couldn't get rid of the golden dragon's suppression.

Song Qingxiao sensed the thoughts of satisfaction and joy from the soul of the little dragon in the divine soul, and the flesh and blood of the Black Dragon King greatly nourished its dragon soul and majesty.

The golden rays of the sky completely covered the black shadows, and the two shadows also fell quickly to the ground.

After about a moment, the Black Dragon King's wail ceased, and only the sound of the golden dragon's mouth devouring flesh and blood remained.

Song Qingxiao lay in the ruins for a long time, and finally moved his fingers.

The body is still tired after losing strength, but it is not like the way it was before and it couldn't move.

She turned slowly, a simple gesture that touched the injury to her back.

As soon as the battle was over and her strength was exhausted, the pain she had suppressed before returned a hundredfold at this time, making her frown and reaching out to touch her back.

The wound on the back that was scratched by the Black Dragon King was covered with dust at this time, and a layer of demonic energy lingered, I am afraid that I need to complete this task and slowly drive away after leaving the trial space.

She endured the pain, lay on the ruins, and squinted her eyes to look at the sky—the top of the mountain that blocked the Yulun Realm, and the golden dragon that had just eaten a full meal was happily piercing the edge of the sky.

The lightning bolt of 'Zizi' clasped its dazzling golden scales, helping it dispel the dark red mist that filled the sky.

With the death of the Black Dragon King, the demonic qi that shrouded the Yulun Void Realm for thousands of years began to gradually disappear, revealing the wonderful scene that had been obscured.

At this moment, the sky was faintly bright, and a round of red shadows was about to rise from the bottom of the mountain peak, and the light shining out broke through the clouds and penetrated into the Yulun Realm.

The red glow stained the sky, stretching out several layers, sweeping away all the remaining haze above the Yulun Void Realm.

The dust and smoke after the battle were still rolling, and the roar of the Black Dragon King was not over, but at this time, because of the light of the early sun, this secret realm was extraordinarily peaceful and peaceful.

"It's almost dawn." Song Qing muttered a small voice, and the vigorous aura of the rising sun shone on her face and body, as if the whole person was wrapped in this abundant spiritual power, enjoying this moment of peace.

From the time she entered the Nine Dragon Caves and the Yulun Void Realm to the present, even if the reincarnation here has day and night, it has an eerie color, not as bright and moving as it is at this time.

She remembered the night when Qinglu 'returned to the door', after the gloomy fog shrouded in the Yulun Void was swept away in one fell swoop, the Yichang people walked with songs.

They have worked hard for so many years, is it just for this time? Can you see the sunrise and sunset, the sun and the stars?

It's a pity that such a beautiful scenery is destined to be seen again.

Song Qingxiao lay down for a while, then slowly got up with his hands on the ground.

Her personality is very restrained, and a little relaxation is already a rare pleasure for her, but she is not overly indulgent.

Above the sky, the golden shadow completely devoured the black dragon, and the soul of the little dragon devoured a dragon king, and the power of its soul breath reached its peak, and Song Qingxiao's soul sensed its joy and pride.

It swam around several times, tossing and turning before turning back, its slender body turning into light and shadow, and with a 'whoosh' sound brought a gust of wind, and it was close in the blink of an eye.

In the sea of knowledge, the hint of the trial space has become: Kill the Dragon King! (Completed)

Mission Completion: 10,000 bonus points.

She smiled faintly as she watched the golden dragon soul in mid-air get closer and closer.

It opened a pair of big round eyes, and there were two things in its mouth, which fell in front of Song Qingxiao like a meteor, impacting a large piece of ruined house debris.

Song Qingxiao brushed away the smoke and dust, it stopped in front of her, the eyes were the same as when she transformed into Nuwa's body, and they were also dark gold, but I don't know if it was because of the combination with the Zhutian Sword, there was some purple in the dark gold, which looked extraordinarily beautiful.

Xiaolong stopped in front of Song Qingxiao, paused for a long time, and then opened his mouth, and the thing in his mouth fell down, and after rolling twice, he hit Song Qingxiao's bare feet before stopping.

"Dragon's horns?"

They were the horns of the two Black Dragon Kings, and they still had some blood.

When Song Qingxiao saw this, she was a little surprised.

She couldn't help but smile and reached out and touched Xiaolong's head, as if complimenting.

The shrunken 'petite' dragon head came over very well-behaved, rubbing her cheeks and forehead like a coquettish, and its affectionate and slightly flattering breath came from her soul.

The pair of horns of the Black Dragon King was a treasure, and when Song Qingxiao fought with it, this thing was so hard that even if she showed Nuwa's true body, she couldn't destroy it.

She picked it up, and the pair of dragon horns were extremely heavy, and the horns were glowing with a faint light, and there was no scar in sight.

As soon as the God Destroying Technique came out before, the black dragon scale armor couldn't withstand the power of the God Destroying Technique, and was overwhelmed by the sword qi, but it didn't damage half of the dragon's horns.

Even though its owner is dead, it still carries extremely abundant demonic energy and thunder and lightning spiritual power.

It is surprising that these two forces, which should be diametrically opposed, are now so harmoniously integrated.

The more Song Qingxiao looked at it, the more she felt that this pair of dragon horns was a good baby, and she was overjoyed, and the little golden dragon soul swimming around her side rubbed her arm with her head, and then opened her mouth, 'bang' and spit out a large pile of black scale armor.

Those black dragon scales flew around like copper coins, and a few 'ding bells' scattered into the ruins, Song Qing was stunned for a moment, then his eyebrows jumped twice, and he waved his hand to grab it out of thin air, and the only weak spiritual power left in his body stopped those scattered scale armor trembling slightly.

The scale armor that leaked into the gap was also sucked up by the spiritual power, and it was also caught into her Qiankun bag.

What the Black Dragon King left behind is a good treasure, and it can't be wasted like this.

She happily took the spoils of war and put the pair of dragon horns into it, and the golden dragon turned into a little golden shadow as if it was full, and 'swished' into her eyebrows.

The dragon soul has received great benefits this time, not only the soul power of the soul suppression clan, but also the body of the black dragon king, which is enough to make it evolve, it needs to quietly cultivate in Song Qingxiao's body for a period of time, digest these powers, and transform them into its own potential.

'Boom, boom, boom—'

As soon as the little dragon disappeared, a strange sound came from the ground of the holy temple.

The spiritual power of the surrounding water system was out of control, and a large stream of demonic energy burst out from the ground, making a vibration sound like when ten thousand beasts were galloping.

Song Qing was stunned for a moment, and then quickly reacted, I am afraid that this is the demonic qi is about to lose control.

After the Yellow Emperor killed the evil dragon and trapped the soul suppression clan here, the Yulun Void Realm was born with the spirit of the evil dragon.

For thousands of years, it has long become an extremely terrifying force, but it was decomposed and suppressed by Yichang and others before, and then absorbed by the resurrected Nine Dragons and Dragon Kings, so it has been barely controlled.

But at this time, the Black Dragon King was dead, and these demonic dragons had no leader, and they began to be restless all of a sudden, as if they were about to break through the entrance.

These demonic qi have accumulated for thousands of years, and their anger is deep, and if they break through the gate, they can be seen in their horror after losing control.

Under the rush of the Nine Springs, a large stream of black gas rushed out, and the collapsed jade wall turned into rotten smoke and dust under this black gas, and the 'rustle' rolled down into the magic spring.

'Grunt, grunt, grunt-'

The sound of water began to boil, and demonic energy gushed out of the pool, impacting the Yulun Void Realm, and the ground was overwhelmed, making a wailing sound, and it was torn apart inch by inch, as if it was about to explode.

Black spring water poured out of the cracks, as if it was about to engulf the Yulun Realm.

The top of the Demon Spring was filled with black mist, like an exit from hell, and the black gas that steamed up rushed straight into the sky, almost trying to block the sunlight that had just shone through the mountain wall.

In the huge trembling sound of 'boom', Song Qingxiao was not surprised, and with a spread of her palm, a black token suddenly appeared in her palm.

It was the 'Eight Treasures Pass Immortal Card' that was snatched from Fan Wu's hand, but it was damaged under the slash of the Zhutian Sword at that time, and it was covered with several cracks, and the aura was weak.

"First brand with essence blood, and then contract with divine soul." In the soul, Su Wu's voice came.

When Song Qingxiao got this treasure, he said that he wanted to nourish it with demonic energy, and now is the right time.

The Fan clan got such a treasure back then, but only offered it with yin qi, but they were actually wronged by such a treasure.

Even because the yin qi was not very sufficient, over the years, Fan Wu had turned the cart before the horse with his cultivation of the Eight Bone Soul Devouring Demon.

At this moment, as soon as Su Wu's voice fell, Song Qingxiao immediately bit the tip of his tongue, and spurted out a large mouthful of essence blood with a 'poof'.

As soon as the blood spurted out, it was immediately absorbed by the 'Eight Treasures Pass Immortal Brand'.

A huge shadow of the word 'Hades' floated above the token, and then the red light flickered.

Song Qing's little soul suddenly sounded the screaming voice of the yin soul, and then a token mark appeared in her sea of consciousness.

The token swirled in her soul, and a large stream of yin mist spread out, absorbing a large amount of essence blood and divine consciousness.

Song Qingxiao felt that with that roar, the power in his body was frantically draining at an extremely terrifying speed, and at the same time, his divine consciousness was also inhaled.

The token was like an endless void, almost trying to sweep away her blood and consciousness.

But fortunately, although her spiritual power was exhausted, her divine soul was extremely powerful because of her cultivation of the Divine Extermination Technique, the Nine-Character Secret Order, and the opening of the Divine Realm, and the strength of her recast physical body was no less than that of a monk at the level of the Distraction Realm, so although the speed at which the 'Eight Treasures Pass Immortal Card' absorbed energy was fast, Song Qingxiao quickly stabilized after being startled at the beginning.

With the loss of essence and blood, she could feel the connection between herself and the token gradually strengthening.

The Divine Consciousness is intimately connected to it, and the power of blood nourishes the damaged token, so that the broken token is gradually repaired.

The crack that was broken in the middle slowly 'healed', and the word 'Hades' that had been shattered by Zhutian reappeared.

Once the token was repaired, the speed at which she could drain her power suddenly diminished.

Song Qingxiao took advantage of this opportunity to inject a trace of divine soul.

After a short time, the red light on the 'Eight Treasures Pass Dark Card' disappeared and turned into a small black token lying in the palm of her hand.

Compared with the previous one, the token is about a lap smaller, and it looks much smaller.

There was originally a word 'Underworld' on it, but I don't know if it was because Song Qingxiao completely contracted it at this time, and the word 'Immortal' had disappeared without a trace.

The token is smooth and smooth, as if all the marks and imprints left by the previous owner have been removed, and it has become a treasure that belongs to her.

Song Qingxiao stroked it with his fingertips, and before he could explore this treasure carefully, there was an explosion sound of 'boom' in his ears.

A thick black mist on the ground rose into the sky with splashes and gravel, like magma on the verge of erupting, dangerous and terrifying.

The mountains on both sides in the Yulun Void 'buzzed' and swayed, and the ground 'rumbled' and collapsed downward.

The rocks and water splashed, and the battle seemed to be falling apart when the end was coming.

Song Qingxiao was shaken by the shaking of the mountain, and the black jade stone carvings that were buried under the jade wall were cracked by the demonic qi, and they shattered, flying into the air like a heavenly maiden scattering flowers, and hitting a 'whoosh' swift air current.

The black gas swirled and twisted, forming a rapidly growing 'mushroom cloud', which rushed towards the sky.

The situation was extremely critical, Song Qingxiao's expression was abrupt, and he was about to deduct the token, and then threw his luck to the center where the demonic qi gathered-

With a 'whoosh' sound, the token flew out of the air, falling into the peak of the clouds, and was wrapped in demonic energy.

At the beginning, it was like a small boat on the tip of a stormy wave, which was quickly thrown high and then swallowed, and in an instant, it was thrown up about dozens of feet, and its shadow was almost invisible.

But then in a sharp ghost roar, the originally dim aura token suddenly burst into black mist, and a large stream of demonic qi was swallowed into its 'mouth'.

The demonic qi that was already out of control found a breakthrough at this time, and poured into the token one by one.

As soon as these demonic qi entered the token, they poured into the dry scorched earth like a sweet source, and were quickly absorbed by it.

The initial speed was still a little weak, but with the influx of demonic energy, after nourishing the token aura, the speed suddenly accelerated.

The black mangs on the token were loud, and even the ghostly whistling sound seemed to be much more abundant.

After about a moment, the token was no longer satisfied with the filling of demonic energy, but with a 'boom', it turned into a black ghost head like a hill in mid-air, it seemed to have been hungry for a long time, and at this time it finally had the opportunity to feast, open its mouth, and take the initiative to swallow these demonic qi in a big gulp.

In the blink of an eye, most of the influx of demonic energy was sucked into the ghost's head.

The demonic qi gushing out of the ground quickly surged in the direction of the ghost's head, and with the absorption port, the out-of-control demonic qi was no longer as fierce as before.