Jinghong's first book, if you think it's not bad, then please move your fingers to the "starting point" to comment, leave a message, and by the way, throw a few recommendation votes, thank you here. Hopefully, although he is a rare genius of the Jiaoren race for thousands of years, because of the adventures of his youth, he has left a lot of dark wounds in his heart, and even the prophet and his father can't heal it. It is an extraordinary power, it seems to have life, it knows when to hide, when to explode, so it hopes to be able to act as if it were safe and sound.

As the so-called concern is chaos, Luo Lianci is the guardian of the Jiaoren race, and his injuries are helpless in the eyes of many Jiaoren. So this time, when he knew that Lu Lin had a treasure in his hand that could reach the prophet, he hoped that killing thoughts would breed in his heart, which was not wrong in his opinion, because only in this way could the prophet be saved.

After half a month of inner struggle, I hope to get my father's approval. As everyone knows, this is completely controlled by the strange power in his heart, and once he opens the desire to kill in his heart, he will never be able to stop it.

In the central stone cave of the temple, there was still a green cold power flying out of Ji Wang's body, and they that had originally dissipated in the air actually appeared above Ji Wang's head in the form of a round ball again. Ji Evil tried to scatter them with his own strength, but there was nothing he could do, it was beyond his reach.

In order to drive out these stubborn forces, the prophet consumed a lot, but he could not stop because of his weakness, once this was done, the entire Jiaoren race would usher in an uncontrollable disaster.

Whether it is as a father or the old patriarch's hatred, the anxiety in his heart at this moment can be imagined. Although Ji Xie wanted to help, he had no way to do it, so he could only be a quiet bystander, so as not to disturb the prophet who was working hard.

Hoping that the stubbornness of the strange power in his body was far greater than Luo Lianci had expected, he already felt that he was about to be unable to support it even after touching the Venerable Realm, although it had something to do with his old age and weakness.

"I didn't expect to really use what that kid gave me, although it's not as strong as the power of the scales, but there shouldn't be any problem in supporting this moment. The Prophet said with a wry smile as a small golden shield mold appeared in his left hand.

What was in Luo Lianci's hands was nothing else, it was the golden shield that Lu Lin had worked hard to obtain in the Ethereal Water Mansion, which was the golden scale of the god that Kong Xuan said in his mouth.

The so-called golden scales of the gods are actually relics of the dragon gods, but they are just the most ordinary scales among them. Although he didn't know how the Ethereal Venerable got this treasure, in order for the prophet to heal his injuries, Lu Lin could only give it away with pain, and for this, after returning to his residence, he was not less blamed by Kongxuan.

Putting away the smile on his face, Luo Lianci's originally thin palm instantly swelled, gray scales appeared suddenly, and the five fingers became sharp, which was the local dragon god change. At the same time, a strange power flew out from the golden scales of the god, and its appearance made the dying Luo Lianci seem to be rejuvenated, and the power output to hope suddenly multiplied.

The unyielding green cold force was still gathering momentum, and it seemed to be waiting for the moment when the prophet was weak before taking advantage of it, but the appearance of the golden scales of the gods made it extremely frightened, and it almost disappeared because of it. Fortunately, Luo Lianci helped Ji Wang by absorbing the power of the Golden Scale of the Gods, and if it was used to attack that cold power, it would definitely not be able to withstand it. But in the same way, hope will never be healed again.

Outside the temple, in the stone house where Lu Lin lived, at this moment, he was as if he had been lifted out of the water, the surrounding land had already been soaked with sweat, and the whole person knelt on the ground and let out a big gasp, his chest rose and fell, and the Xuanlong Spear had been firmly grasped in his hand, ready to attack at any time.

After a violent gasp, the frightened Lu Lin looked up in the direction where the temple was located, if it weren't for the existence of the prophet, I'm afraid that no matter how many saints were staring at Lu Lin, he would have already started his own escape journey, as for whether he could escape alive or not, that would be a matter for another time.

"Brother Xuan, what happened in the temple, why did the seniors have such a strong murderous intent towards me?" Lu Lin said in disbelief.

Kong Xuan, who was tense all the time, relaxed after feeling the murderous aura around him dissipate, but he still retained enough vigilance, "Huaibi is guilty, now that you have reached another level, it is difficult for you to be secretive enough to be secretive enough. But that kid's killing intent towards you is probably not because of this, this sea is full of weirdness, it feels like a cage, and their poor race is just kept in captivity... Tonic. ”

Although it was indescribable, Kong Xuan still tried his best to tell Lu Lin what he knew, hoping that he would be well prepared, this place is really a land of right and wrong, and if he is not fully prepared, he will probably be devoured and there will not even be scum left.

After such a toss, how could Lu Lin still be in the mood to continue cultivating, he would definitely not be able to continue cultivating without knowing what was going on.

In the temple not far away, at this moment, it was full of green cold power, it turned out that in this seemingly small stone hall, there were dark passages, and those hidden in the cold power seemed to have been summoned by something, they rushed towards the stone cave in the center of the stone hall, and finally gathered into the green whirlpool.

After nearly half a day of wearing, the color of the golden scales of the gods has become a little dim, and hope has finally stopped struggling, at this moment he is much thinner than the previous strong, but the momentum has changed slightly, which can only be felt by those who are strong at the same level.

Looking at the unconscious son, even though he was very weak at the moment, Ji Xi still felt an indescribable excitement, and all thanks to the great prophet who had guarded their Jiaoren race for countless years. But this is not the time to express gratitude, because in this not very spacious stone cave, there is a hideous green ** ghost floating in the air!

"You finally appeared, I didn't expect all this to be true, it was my ignorance that made you who you are today, hate... Evil!" Luo Lianci's last two words almost came out of his teeth.

At this moment, the prophet had already stood up from the stone platform, where was he still thin before, his body was definitely stronger than the young Jiaoren, and the scales all over his body formed a solid defensive armor. The swaying giant tail behind him, as well as the different dragon horns and fluttering dragon whiskers, all confirmed that his identity was different from Jiaoren.