The dragon rushed out of the crack on the stone with the word "dragon" and appeared in Ling Zhi's dantian.

Although the dantian is small, it actually contains the entire heaven and earth, which is the foundation of the martial artist's cultivation.

At this moment, the seven golden aura particles seemed to have become the stars of this heaven and earth, and those scattered aura were chaos, the two stones became land, and this little dragon became the only one among them!

The little dragon stretched out and flew in the dantian.

The dragon's head is like a camel, the dragon's horns are like a deer, the dragon's eyes are like a rabbit, the dragon's ears are like a cow, the dragon's neck is like a snake, the dragon's belly is like a mirage, the dragon's scales are like a carp, the dragon's claws are like an eagle, and the dragon's palm is like a tiger.

On the dragon's back, there are ninety-nine and eighty-one dragon scales that are hard and tough.

It is exactly the same as the legendary dragon in ancient China and the legendary dragon in China.

The little dragon appeared in the Lingzhi Dantian, the howling sound was like thunder, and the dragon's eyes were full of majesty.

Ling Zhi sat in the box, his eyes open, but he didn't have any look.

On the contrary, the soul body in front of his Divine Court Acupoint, whose eyes had always been dim, suddenly glowed with infinite brilliance.

Before the soul body lived in the Divine Court Acupoint, it was equivalent to the walking dead, and it had no spiritual intelligence, only instinct.

Only when you stay in the Shenting Acupoint, can the "soul" and "body" match each other, and the soul body will have such a scene with spiritual wisdom.

This is also the reason why Ling Zhi's soul body is not weaker than Wen Qingyang's, and his soul power is not weak at all, but he is powerless to resist the artistic conception.

There is no wealth, but there is no way to mobilize it.

The soul stood up, and as he moved, the colorful droplets that surrounded it fluttered along with it, following it at its side.

Ling Zhi looked at the scene in front of him in a daze, he didn't expect that he would actually feel the feeling of controlling the soul body in advance.

The spiritual power emanates from the body, and all the spiritual power around the body is in the eyes.

Even if the eyes don't look at it, as long as the soul power touches it, it will form images and send them back to his mind.

At this moment, he suddenly had a feeling of controlling heaven and earth, as if with a slight wave of his hand, he could gather infinite spiritual power and control it.

The moment Xiaolong appeared in Ling Zhi's body, Ling Zhi felt that his blood was boiling.

It was a kind of awe and worship of seeing the totem, a kind of pride in the deepest part of the nation.

When his will appeared in the soul body, he suddenly understood that this dragon was not an entity, but just a wisp of soul, the soul of the Huaxia Dragon Soul.

The soul body got up, and the little dragon head in the dantian suddenly raised, and those eyes revealed infinite majesty, as if they saw Ling Zhi's soul body directly through the dantian.

The dragon's tail swayed, and in just an instant, the little dragon appeared here.

"Hua ...... Xia?" Ling Zhi and the dragon looked at each other like this, and it wasn't until a long time later that Xiaolong suddenly opened his mouth and spit out these two words.

The words are round in Chinese!

Ling Zhi looked excited, every teenager has a yearning for dragons in his heart, and crowning the dragon is said to be a dragon!

"Heavenly Dao Monument?" When those two words were spoken, the little dragon seemed to gradually have some senses, it turned its head, and its gaze fell straight on the two stones, "You...... It's too weak!"

"You...... It's too weak!" These four words came out of Xiaolong's mouth, there was no contempt, no disdain, just infinite emotion, sigh, and unwillingness.

"Are all those people in Huaxia dead, and the one who led me out of the Heavenly Dao Monument turned out to be such a weak person, and the last battle was lost?"

"Are they all dead? Those geniuses are stunning, those who should have amazed the eternal, eternal, and countless eras!"

"Did you fail, why can't I feel the slightest breath of those people, this world ......" Xiaolong said to himself, "This world is not our world at all!"

As soon as he said the last sentence, a shocking lightning bolt suddenly appeared in Ling Zhi's mind, appeared where his soul was located, and slashed straight on the top of the little dragon's head.

It seems to be ...... A kind of warning.

"Huh...... I am the supreme true dragon, leading the thunder and lightning to refine the body, and the heavenly fire to forge the soul, how dare you descend this mediocre!" The little dragon let out a terrifying roar as if he had been insulted.

This roar was filled with supreme majesty, and when the lightning struck, when it was about to fall on the top of the little dragon's head, it was actually repelled by this majesty, paused, twisted strangely, and disappeared.

Ling Zhi looked at this scene blankly, only to feel that his blood was boiling.

This is the dragon in his heart, the dragon, the dragon of China!

Even if it's just a wisp of remnant soul, who can shout out thunder and lightning with a voice?

This is the dragon soul of Huaxia!

"These droplets around you belong to the Colorful Soul Lotus?" asked the little dragon after venting.

Ling Zhi nodded, "Exactly." ”

"Then you've seen the complete Heavenly Tower, not just the Dragon Monument?"

"Yes. Ling Zhi nodded again, and only then did he know what kind of Heavenly Dao Monument those stones were, I don't know if they were individual individuals or some fragments of the complete Heavenly Dao Monument.

Xiaolong suddenly circled around Ling Zhi, with a thoughtful look in his eyes, and asked uncertainly, "Are you the descendant of the line that guarded the earth back then?"

"Yes, after sleeping for so many years, this remnant soul is also a little stupid, if it weren't for the descendants of that lineage, how could you have a town monument. Xiaolong asked himself.

Xiaolong was silent for a long time, and the dragon's eye kept staring at Ling Zhi tightly, and after a long time, he spoke again, "I like the strong road you walked, like my dragon clan, like my Huaxia style, but this road is too difficult, too hard and indestructible, too rigid and easy to break, have you thought about it?"

"If it's too rigid, it's easy to break, but if my rigidity doesn't work, no one can fold it?"

"My head, why should it be lower?"

"Why bend my back?"

"My knees, why do you kneel?"

"My body, why do you want to retreat?"

Ling Zhi's soul body was more firm than a voice.

In the end, these words form a series of echoes, echoing in this space, as if through the ages, to reach that distant and unknown place, and open up a way to the sky.

Xiaolong glanced at Ling Zhi deeply, and suddenly looked up to the sky and roared, "Yes, even you are so determined, but I am scruples, but I let you let this day be underestimated!"

Dropping this sentence, Xiaolong suddenly rushed straight towards Ling Zhi's soul body.

"Since you don't want to retreat, since you want to be strong, since you feel that you have perseverance and strong willpower to strengthen your own path, then try to see if you can accommodate my remnant soul!"

The voice of the little dragon came into Ling Zhi's ears, and then, the soul body trembled violently, and the figure of a small dragon emerged from the soul body.

Is it to melt the Huaxia dragon soul and advance and accommodate the power of the dragon soul, or to retreat in failure and die in pieces?

In front of Ling Zhi, there is only this one way!

Enter, enter, enter!

(End of chapter)