Chapter Fifty-Seven: The Fall of the Dragon Elder

As soon as Xiao Bai in mid-air saw Luo Han wake up, he immediately flew up to his shoulder, stretched out his little pink tongue and licked it on his cheeks. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info Luo Han doted on the furry on his shoulder, and his starry eyes were still staring at the churning dragon shadow in the distance. Xiao Bai also followed Luo Han's gaze, and a pair of confused big eyes showed a look of vigilance.

"Old thing, you dare to cheat!" The angry roar shook the heavens and the earth, and the giant eyes of Sen Ran trembled with scarlet light, and there was a hint of pain in the fierce aura's voice.

"Hmph, do you really think that you can refine the old man so easily?" Long Lao snorted coldly and said, "If you don't let the old man devour your body, how can you erase your spiritual intelligence?"

"Damn old thing, wipe out my mind, your consciousness will also disappear, are you tired of living?"

The ferocious aura intended to dispel the dragon shadow and turn it into invisible, throwing the dragon old out of the body, but it was helpless to be firmly locked by the spiritual intelligence, and the sea of spiritual energy actually gave birth to a terrifying suction, making the dragon's shadow more and more condensed, no matter how it tossed up and down, it was impossible to shake the dragon old in the slightest.

"You bastard, accept your fate! Even if you fall, the old man will never let you cause trouble to this world. As soon as Long Lao finished speaking, thousands of wisps of consciousness surged out, and he slammed into those giant eyes. But he saw that his scarlet pupils suddenly constricted, and finally showed a hint of fear.

The ferocious aura was churning, and his eyes accidentally caught a glimpse of the long figure on the top of the Ten Thousand Beast Bone Mountain in the distance. He was only concerned about breaking free from the shackles of Long Lao, and he never thought that he would break into the Ten Thousand Beast Tomb during the struggle.

"Humble ants, return my ten thousand beast spirits!" At this time, the fierce aura was already desperate, if Luo Han was devoured, maybe he could use the power of the ten thousand beast spirits to break free from Long Lao, as long as he no longer tried to refine in vain, he would not let it take advantage of it.

The ferocious aura endured the severe pain of the loss of spiritual intelligence, and his body rushed towards the top of the Ten Thousand Beast Bone Mountain like thunder. Seeing the dragon shadow in his pupils enlarged rapidly, Luo Han wanted to use the Luo Shen You Dragon Step to dodge, although his cultivation was now a great advance, but he still thought that he could not resist the terrifying strength that could make the space collapse. But before Luo Han could make a move, a white streamer was already about to go out, but when he saw the little white mouth open slightly in mid-air, a tiger roar accompanied by a sound wave visible to the naked eye, rolling away towards the shadow of the dragon that had already rushed to the front, and it was actually a divine beast with spiritual powers.

The sound wave swept wildly, and the terrifying sound wave that instantly caused the god-level spirit beast Tianyan Giant Rhino to disappear was actually only a little diluted by the shadow of the dragon. But the fierce aura is a joy in the heart, with the help of the power of this sound wave, a few more times, the fierce aura condensed into the body will inevitably collapse, so that you can break free from the shackles of Long Lao. As soon as he thought of this, he wanted to make a move on Xiaobai and force him to use his divine beast powers again.

"This little thing is actually here to make trouble!" Long Lao smiled bitterly in his heart, and then said to Luo Han Chuanyin, "Little guy, let your little divine beast be honest, with the old man here, this fight can't hurt you!"

When Luo Han heard this, he noticed that the belly of the dragon shadow was hidden in a pool of azure sea water in the fierce aura, and the dragon elder was hiding in it.

"Xiaobai, come back quickly!" Luo Han called in a low voice. Xiao Bai glared at the pair of huge eyes fiercely, shook his body and rushed back to Luo Han's shoulder.

"Xiaobai, you are really a divine beast!" Luo Han looked at his shoulder and said in surprise, reciting the words of Long Lao Fangcai in his heart. Xiao Bai had big eyes, as if he didn't understand, and just rubbed Luo Han's cheeks with his furry body.

Seeing Xiaobai like this, Luo Han smiled helplessly and shook his head, "It seems that the little guy really has a lot of secrets! Maybe he can't even remember it!"

Then he looked at the shadow of the dragon that was shaking and churning alone and the azure sea water in the middle of the figure, "Elder Long is actually consuming, and the sea of aura is no longer the dark blue color I saw at that time!" Luo Han's heart flashed with a wisp of inexplicable worry.

"Old thing, if you want to die together, I will fulfill you, see who can have the last laugh!" The shadow of the dragon was tightly restrained again, and it was impossible to advance half a step towards Luo Han, and it seemed that the little thing that cast the sound wave would never make a move again, and the fierce aura was already fighting for his life at this time.

But seeing that the scarlet light was suddenly restrained, the fierce aura actually closed its eyes, and countless blood-colored streamers visible to the naked eye rushed towards the void, shattering into points of light as if they were impacted, which was the collision and entanglement of his spiritual wisdom with Long Lao's consciousness.

"Dying and struggling!" Long Lao snorted coldly, but saw that his body exploded with the sea of spiritual energy, and the waves immediately surged wildly, raging into patches of mist, and each wisp of mist restrained a trace of fierce qi and scattered in all directions. The shadow of the dragon then dissipated, leaving only a pair of closed giant eyes in mid-air.

"Old thing, you are desperate to fulfill that ant!" The impact of the blood-colored streamer is even worse, and now only by fighting the consciousness of the dragon elder can the fierce aura win a glimmer of life.

"Right now, you and I have no aura to protect the body, and we have no consciousness and spiritual intelligence, so let the old man see if you will be the opponent of the old man's consciousness even if your spiritual wisdom in the future life is successful!"

At the same time, he saw an identical but blood-colored dragon beast's head suddenly take shape and tear it fiercely together.

There was no loud bang, no change in the color of the heavens and the earth, no space collapse, and for a while, the Ten Thousand Beasts Tomb was so quiet that only the sound of the gentle breeze was left.

Luo Han looked at everything in front of him, and a strong sense of foreboding appeared in his heart. I saw that the blood-colored dragon beast head gradually dissipated in the bite until it completely turned into nothingness, and the ice-like dragon beast head was only a sharp horn left. This is the only remaining consciousness of Long Lao.

There were no words, no unwilling roars, no angry roars, and the fierce aura of wisdom slowly disappeared between heaven and earth.

Long Lao's remaining wisp of consciousness turned into an illusory figure and flew in front of Luo Han. Looking at the old man in front of him, Luo Han already knew in his heart, and he couldn't help but feel sad, but he wanted to cry without tears, but he was already choked up and couldn't make a sound.

"Little guy, don't be sad, everything in the dark has its own providence, this is the fate of the old man!" Long Lao stretched out his withered illusory palm, intending to caress Luo Han's face, but he passed through it.

Then he stretched out his hands, looked at his illusory palm, shook his head helplessly, sighed and continued, "Although the old man has limited memories to retrieve, I know that in the future, you will definitely realize the long-cherished wish that the old man did not fulfill during his lifetime. From the moment I saw your natal spirit card, the memories retrieved from your mother's natal spirit card, your amazing talent, your tenacious will to face difficulties, the calm and calm attitude to deal with dangers, and the free and easy heart of love and righteousness, all of these have strengthened the old man's belief. ”

Luo Han couldn't help but shake his head, he didn't want to believe that the dragon elder who existed like a god in his mind would fall in such a way. Even if he received all kinds of praise, he couldn't resist the sadness caused by Long Lao's imminent death.

"Old man's time is running out!" As he spoke, the illusory palm shadow waved, and a pill with a crystal clear body and an inky light had already fallen into Luo Han's palm, "The Old Man of the Nine Turns Netherworld Pill is already a refining masterpiece, I hope it can help you when you break through the Transformation God Realm." ”

Two more rays of light flashed, and a white as snow cold light flowed, which was Long Jingxue's natal spirit card. The other one is crystal clear, a blooming snow lotus blooms on it, and a dragon's shadow can be vaguely seen swimming in it, as if there are bursts of dragon chanting, and then gradually disappearing. "The old man has borrowed your mother and son's natal spirit card for so long, and the thing has returned to its original owner. ”

Luo Han carefully took the two spirit cards, and then incorporated them into the dantian, but did not look at them carefully, at this moment, what can compare to Long Lao's deathbed entrustment?

"The Reiki Continent is beyond recognition, and the old man is no longer able to explore the root cause. Little guy Luohan, promise the old man that you must become strong as soon as possible, maybe only you are the hope of this world!" Long Lao paused slightly, "Let the old man help you with another ride!" But seeing that the mist floating in the sky condensed into a sea in an instant, it was Long Lao's aura sea, but every drop of sea water was bound by a wisp of fierce qi, struggling in it.

Long Lao hugged his hands weakly, as if he had used his last bit of strength, he threw the sea of spiritual energy into the Luohan Dantian, and then disappeared in a flash. At this time, in Luo Han's aura sea, Long Lao's aura sea was transformed in the void, looking at it from a distance.

"This is the old man's only remaining cultivation, and there are only two remaining in the fight with that guy, and he is no longer able to refine the remaining fierce qi, so he can only restrain it, and when you can control this aura, you will refine it!" Before the words fell, Long Lao's figure had faded to almost nothingness.

"The old man is gone!Little Divine Beast, you have to protect Luo Han well!" With the last sigh, Long Lao was finally seen in this heaven and earth.

"Long Lao...... Long Lao ......" Luo Han shouted loudly and mourned, and his hands grasped weakly at the place where Long Lao Fangcai was standing. Xiaobai seemed to be touched by Luo Han's grief, and he also wailed and meowed.

The eyes could no longer resist the burst of tears, and the long figure kneeling on the ground let the tears fall wildly, making it even more sad in this vast mound of beasts.

For a long time, for a long time, Luo Han slowly got up and let the gentle breeze blow away the tears on his face.

Luo Han put away the grief in his heart, a heavy burden on his shoulders, he couldn't let Long Lao down, he had done too much for him. Without Long Lao, his natal spirit card would not be reshaped, and he would always be the young man who only knew how to study ancient books but didn't know anything about cultivation. Without Long Lao, it would be impossible for him to enter the Ten Thousand Beast Tomb and refine the Ten Thousand Beast Spirits, making the path of cultivation promising. Even, without Long Lao's unwavering protection for the past two years, perhaps he would have died in the hands of the fierce aura. And today, Long Lao is even more for him, trying his best to consciousness, just to retain the pure aura of his lifelong cultivation, and make a wedding dress.