Chapter 1777: Qiantian Golden Tripod (Forty)
His whole body was like an ice cube, and Yaoguang looked blankly ahead, "Am I going to die?" ”
The dragon's blood tree didn't speak, but Hei Feng said, "Maybe." ”
"Then why aren't you leaving?" Yaoguang smiled, "I'm dead, and your cultivation will be at least half broken." ”
Hei Feng snorted, "Even if you lose half of it, the deity is still strong, not to mention, the old lady wants to watch you die with her own eyes." ”
Yaoguang Wei laughed, but soon, she couldn't laugh anymore, the death qi had already overshadowed her spiritual power, and the light of the Xingchen Black Sword also disappeared, and she fell to the ground with a "Zheng", dim.
The golden dragon was lying in front of her, but her feet couldn't move, so she had to say to the dragon's blood tree on the side, "Can you carry me to the worm?" ”
The leaves of the dragon's blood tree hung low, and even though it had no facial features, there was a faint sadness spreading on its body. It has lived for tens of thousands of years and witnessed thousands of deaths, but not once has it been so reluctant.
"Don't be so sad, death is an accident, a few minutes ago, I didn't think I would die, but ......" The death breath had frozen her throat, and she couldn't even speak, "Shenlong's death breath...... It's really extraordinary......"
More uncomfortable than the dead air of the Void.
The dragon's blood tree didn't know what "minute" meant, he had no facial features and was not good at expressing feelings, so he silently held Yaoguang up and put it next to the golden dragon.
There was only a faint layer of death on the golden dragon's body, and Yaoguang leaned against the golden dragon's cheek and gently rubbed him.
"Heifeng, when I die, you can take the little phoenix and the stone fetus away......"
"Dracaena, you can go where you want......"
The black phoenix and the dragon's blood tree were both silent, Yaoguang leaned on the golden dragon and gently closed his eyes, "Worm, I won't let you leave ...... alone"
The black qi solidified on her skin like a meridian, like a dry branch, spreading and crawling all over her body, and her lips became purple, Yaoguang and Jinlong leaned together, and their anger was cut off.
Unbelievable!
The person who was still aggressive just now actually said that he would die if he died, and this turn was too fast!
"Cold girl!" The ninth Biyu flew into the valley, repeatedly confirmed Yaoguang's snort and pulse, and after a long time, he was stunned in place, dead, really dead......
Su Jiujiu, Jin Xiaoyan, Xue Lingyuan and others also entered the valley afterwards, Su Jiujiu squatted on the ground and started crying, Xue Lingyuan also felt unacceptable, didn't Fang Cai Yaoguang bounce away the dead air? How could you be eaten up by death?
Not to mention the ninth Biyu, even he can't figure it out!
Jin Xiaoyan shook his head, and sighed secretly in his heart, since he was entangled in death qi, Leng Yaoguang was already at the end of the crossbow, but he had been suppressing the death qi, and the death of the divine dragon was not a big blow to her, fighting with Beigong Qing and others, killing the people of the Hehuan Sect, was just venting his emotions, in the final analysis, he was eroded by the remnant soul of the divine dragon thousands of years ago, if the immortal still had a glimmer of life, the mortal fetus **...... It is not easy to survive until now.
Since the appearance of Fantasy Mountain, Leng Yaoguang has bloomed like an epiphany in the night, her talent and luck are enough to make any immortal cultivator envious, of course, she is also strong enough, with the body of a mortal, she fights many immortals, and kills three immortals, which can be described as brilliant......
But it was short-lived, she appeared as bright as the stars, and fell as brilliantly as the stars, just as unexpectedly when she appeared, and her fall was also unexpected.