Han Xing knew that the Nine-Clawed Divine Dragon was nourished by the Xuanhuang Qi in the Bronze Ding, and devoured an unknown number of pills, a dragon body and white bones were already almost reborn in flesh and blood, as long as its cultivation was fully recovered, it could burst out with a power that was almost the same as that of the ancestral dragon back then!

In the future, if the Nine-Clawed Divine Dragon can transform into an immortal dragon, whether it is opening the path to ascending to the heavens or killing the Supreme Realm, it will be a great help for itself.

Han Xing frowned, what he was obsessed with was to open the path to ascend to the Heavenly Immortal, in this case, of course, he would not do such a stupid thing as draining the blood of the divine dragon!

Besides, this divine dragon followed himself in the ninth life, although in this life it thinks it is relatively weak, and it will coax it to put its old qualifications in front of it at every turn, and take two blows, but it also hates iron and steel, how can I be embarrassed to harm it in order to live for my own life at the moment of life and death?

Han Xing scratched his head, and actually muttered to himself a little shyly: "It's just a lie...... Whatever you do, it's for the good of both of us......"

"What about grandma? You can't have both fish and bear's paws...... he gasped sharply, and there was an anxious look in his eyes: "If you don't make a decision, Lao Tzu's life will be gone...... Is there a little bit of use on the premise of not hurting the muscles and bones...... How can we resurrect the dragon without a little blood?"

Han Xing looked up at the three thousand weak rivers in the air, muttered to himself, and said, "Good girl, don't fall down now, give Lao Tzu a little more time, even if it's just a little, let me find it again, think about it again, the living can't let the urine suffocate to death, there will always be a way......"

At this time, the situation was precarious, Han Xing was engrossed in sinking his divine consciousness into the bronze tripod in his body, and his eyes were firmly fixed on the pair of dragon-shaped tripod ears.

I saw a pair of dragon prints branded on the Ding's ear pattern carving, it was two hideous roaring ancient demon dragons, although there was a broken text suppression, but still vivid, if it were not for the dragon on the carving eyes closed, I was afraid that it would rise into the sky, soaring for nine days.

"There's a way!" staring, the corners of Han Xing's mouth bloomed into a bright smile slightly......

Confess the Lord with a drop of blood!

Thinking of this, Han Xing's heart was surging: Wow, great, I finally saw ...... Hopefully!

It doesn't take too much blood to make this pair of primeval dragons obey their orders.

Once the blood is successful in recognizing the master, it is impossible to know that the monstrous demonic energy and terrifying power of this yellow spring water will be blessed into the demon dragon's body, and it will be unknown if it can be transformed.

Suddenly, he began to be confused again: the dragon Ding'er is a dead thing, and he has lost his mind, and it is impossible to confess the Lord with blood!

What's more, the body of this pair of primeval demon dragons is the dragon vein in the extreme abyss of the underworld in the shape of the dragon, and the blood flowing on the body must be extremely yin and extremely cold, and the supreme yang true blood of the nine-clawed divine dragon must restrain each other, and the blood cannot be fused together.

Even if the blood of the Nine-Clawed Divine Dragon was drained and all of it was delivered to the dragon, it would not be able to resurrect!

The key is how to bring it back to life!

Slow down...... Slow down......

Before he could come up with a solution, he began to struggle again: Suppose this pair of primeval demon dragons woke up, what would they do in the future?

Let it recognize the nine-clawed divine dragon as the master?

The ancient demon god magic technique sealed in the bronze tripod can be used by himself, but with his current strength, he can't cast spells to make these gods and demons use for his own use.

Han Xing rolled his eyes vigorously, speechless for a long time, thinking wildly......

"Grandma, anyway, let's bring it back to life first... Sample, you little loach and Lao Tzu rob the master, can you rob it? Lao Tzu is a hooligan, and his means are 10,000 times higher than yours, as long as you don't die, this master, I will be decided!"

The question is how to make the pair of primeval demon dragon marks on Ding Er turn into real bodies and break the seal......

Is it really desperate, and the sky is going to kill me?

Just as Han Xing was scratching his ears and cheeks anxiously, he suddenly noticed a familiar aura from the pair of tightly closed eyes of the Ding-eared Panlong.

This is the breath of the primeval dragon, which was felt when it was sealed!

It was as if the soul of the primeval demon dragon was sealed in the extreme depths of the most terrifying Ding'er space in the world, and only this trace of consciousness extended to the eyes, covered by the closed eyes, and could not be awakened.

Once you open your eyes, all the souls of the Ancient Demon Dragon can descend, gather vitality, and have the hope of rebirth!

"This pair of closed dragon eyes is imprinted with the mystery of life...... Han Xing's eyes narrowed, like a drowning man, and he suddenly grabbed a life-saving straw, and was suddenly overjoyed.

He made up his mind in his heart for a moment, but his face was not moving at all, he smiled, and said to the nine-clawed divine dragon with his divine sense: "I said that you are an old dragon, it takes a long time for the white bones to be reborn in a state of deep sleep to recover your true body, you see that we fight and kill all day long, don't you want to accept the two younger brothers as guards? lest you ......lose your life at the moment of crisis?"

The Nine-Clawed Divine Dragon was stunned, its body shook for a while, and roared in a low voice: "Whew...... I have worked hard to find my old master, and I was expecting to be protected by you, but who knows that your present life is 108,000 miles away from your previous life...... When encountering a strong enemy, Benlong desperately uses the white bone incarnation to take you to escape......"

"Woo...... If this continues, I'm afraid that Ben Long will also have to confess, why don't I want to accept the two younger brothers as thugs to relieve my worries?

"Damn, it's not easy to find two junior brothers, there are a lot of mountain spirits and tree monsters in the Qinzhou Continent, what kind of cats and dogs, can't you just get two of them?"

"Poof"

Han Xing clearly felt that the Nine-Clawed Divine Dragon spit out a mouthful of something, presumably spurting out a large mouthful of dragon blood.

"Ah...... Phew!" The nine-clawed divine dragon said viciously: "My dragon clan is arrogant, how can I be my little brother when I am idle! I don't even want to lift my shoes like you, but it is a pity that there are still dragon beasts alive in the vast star field today? You don't want to frame me on purpose, do you?"

"Shut up" Han Xing shouted: "You slippery loach with no interest, you actually kicked your nose and face while talking, you are still a pile of white bones, and you have to rely on Lao Tzu for resurrection, and now even I dare to dislike it, and complain again, believe it or not, I will throw you into these three thousand weak water now......"

"Woo...... I'm not going to hide it from you, this time I encountered three thousand weak water, and the old dragon can't take care of you, if you dare to throw it, I will dare to escape, run away......" The nine-clawed divine dragon thought of the painful process of the body bones being dissolved by the weak water and the dragon soul dissipating, and his heart palpitated, and he trembled, and said that he had leaked his mouth.

The bronze tripod trembled for a while, and the nine-clawed divine dragon couldn't wait to flee immediately, but the method of controlling the bronze tripod had been mastered by Han Xing, so how could it allow a tripod spirit to leave the body.

"Damn loaches, you want to leave me and run away...... Get out of your grandma's life, even if you die, you will also die in front of Lao Tzu, watch me sacrifice the bronze tripod, let you be cannon fodder first......" Han Xing jumped like thunder and scolded.

Han Xing seemed to be really angry, hated the dragon, and really sacrificed the bronze tripod to the sky above the three thousand weak water like a surging ocean.

"Woo...... My ancestors...... Whining...... Master, take the tripod back quickly...... The little ones don't dare to talk nonsense anymore. In an instant, Han Xing's ears sounded with a broken gong voice that almost cried.

Rumble!

The three thousand weak water with the surging waves and the steaming mist swirled around the bronze tripod and began to corrode the tripod.

Although the bronze tripod did not fall into the river, but even the breath of weak water made people unbearable, as the nine-clawed dragon of the Ding spirit felt the same way, and the pain went straight into the bone marrow, making it cry out heartbreakingly.

Seeing Han Xing's sacrifice of the bronze tripod, Duhu didn't dare to slack off, and suddenly swiped the large pen in his right hand towards the ancient scroll like lightning.

In an instant, lightning and thunder thundered on the ancient scroll, and three thousand weak waters rose and fell, setting off even more violent storms and rains.

The stormy waves seem to be able to split the bronze tripod at any time and shatter it!

"Woo...... Not again...... Woo woo...... "The terrifying power emitted by the terrifying waves set off by the three thousand weak waters made the Nine-Clawed Divine Dragon tremble, and it seemed to clearly sense that its life was passing quickly.

"Damn, close the top...... If you don't accept the old dragon, you will die......" Han Xing sincerely heard that the nine-clawed divine dragon was afraid.

"It's not hot enough!" Han Xing seemed to be intent on torturing the Nine-Clawed Divine Dragon, allowing the waves to bombard Ding's body one after another, just controlling that the Bronze Ding would not fall into the river.

The white bones on the nine-clawed divine dragon inside the bronze tripod had oozed traces of blood, and it began to languish, screaming: "Master, quickly put away the tripod...... If this weak water eats away at my soul...... The old dragon is dying......"

"Well, it's not hard for me to put it away...... You have to promise me one thing...... I want four drops of dragon blood from you!" Han Xing struggled to control the sinking momentum of the bronze tripod.

A large mouthful of blood spurted out of the mouth of the Nine-Clawed Divine Dragon, and howled: "Hugh said that it was one drop, and I promised to a hundred drops...... The flesh and blood essence of the old dragon is as vast as the sea, and it is not bad for this ......"

"Okay, you hear me...... I want four drops of essence blood from your heart to resurrect the primeval dragon and make it reborn. Han Xing said lightly.

"Whew......" The Nine-Clawed Divine Dragon only realized at this time what a big mistake he had made by rashly agreeing to Han Xing.

"Rascal, you're just a rascal...... It's even more rogue than me, a greedy dragon that has not been surpassed since ancient times......" The Nine-Clawed Divine Dragon cried out in despair: "Do you know that it takes me ten thousand years of cultivation to gather a drop of blood in my heart, damn it, you need four drops at once...... Whew...... A drop of dragon's blood can be turned into a loach with boundless mana......"

Han Xing raised his head and said viciously: "You dragon clan immortals are banban, what are you talking about? Lao Tzu is also good for you...... The reason why you can be controlled by Lao Tzu is because of the blood that recognizes the Lord, on the contrary, you can also subdue the two primeval demon dragons as your junior brother in this way!"

"Is this to compensate me? It seems that Ben Long didn't suffer much...... "The Nine-Clawed Divine Dragon didn't agree, but only silently calculated in his heart, because he always felt that something was wrong......