"No, we have to figure out a way!"

Eternals gritted his teeth and persisted, but the corners of his mouth were constantly oozing blood, but he never gave up looking for a way, because life was too important to him.

"Groaning ......"

The dragon's groans were incessant, shaking his internal organs as if they were about to be torn to pieces. If this continues, I am afraid that it will not be long before he will either die of blood or be shaken to death.

"Boy, stop gritting your teeth. Rather than being shocked to death by the king's dragon chant, you might as well give up as soon as possible, die early and be liberated as soon as possible!" Jiaolong seemed to see the tragic situation of the ages, so he spoke, but such advice sounded a bit nondescript.

Listening to the words of the dragon in his mind, he really wanted to scold it thousands of times, and a dragon actually learned from Liu Cheng to grind and chirp and say something that made people extremely angry. It's no wonder that the people in the village call the monster beast a "goblin", and this is indeed a spirit!

He gritted his teeth. The more Jiaolong screamed, the tighter he gritted his teeth, and in the end, he didn't even spill a drop of blood, and swallowed it all back into his stomach. After all, the more blood he loses, the faster he dies.

"Is it useful to hold on?"

"Your body can be chosen by this king, and you are lucky for three lives. Give up quickly, or you will seem to be miserable!" Jiaolong tirelessly chattered, really like Liu Cheng possessed.

"That's not right!"

Eternal swallowed back a mouthful of blood again, Huo Di, he remembered something, "Why does Jiaolong always persuade me to give up?

"Impossible!"

Eternal quickly denied the absurd idea that came up, how could Jiaolong be so kind? If Jiaolong was kind, he wouldn't want to occupy himself.

In that case, why did Jiaolong do this?

"Doesn't it want me to keep going, or is it worried about something?"

Eternal Huo Di's eyes shone with golden light, and he somewhat understood. The dragon in his mind was nothing more than a soul, which had been preserved only when it was stored in a bead. However, now that the dragon is in its own mind, and there are no beads for it to perch on, can it last long?

Thinking of this, he immediately said in his heart: "Jiaolong, don't think that I don't know what your idea is. After all, you're just a soul that can't stay in my mind for long. ”

"Hmph, I'll see how long you can last!"

Jiaolong was stunned when he heard this, it didn't expect that Qianeon would think of this.

"Sure enough, I said it, you just wait to die!"

Seeing that the dragon stopped, the eternal heart was overjoyed. He knew that his guess was correct, and it was indeed impossible for the dragon to exist in his mind for too long.

"Boy, what if you say it?" Jiaolong snorted coldly and continued: "With the current state of this king, it is true that you can't stay in your sea of consciousness for too long, but this king can return to the dragon yuan anytime and anywhere, and maintain this state for a long time, what can you do with this king?"

"Hah...... Ha...... What can you do with this king?"

It laughed wildly, venting its pleasure, and then continued to let out a dragon moan, the sound of which became higher and higher, and the attack became more and more domineering.

What's even more shameful is that it is even writhing and a little carried away.

"You're too happy too soon!"

Eternal Ages gritted his teeth at this time and said, and immediately transported the "Mixed Yuan Wuji Sutra", and the qi and blood in his abdomen quickly wrapped Long Yuan, and infiltrated it little by little, to completely dissolve it.

"Why is this kid so evil?" Jiaolong quickly stopped, it was one with Long Yuan, so it could sense that Long Yuan was slowly dissolving. It's as slow as a turtle, but it's there.

"First of all, he has such a large sea of knowledge, even the sea of knowledge opened up by this king is like a drop in the ocean compared to his. Now he is using the cultivation of the realm of martial artists to operate the mental method, this kid is too evil!"

"No, the king has to stop him. If he is allowed to continue refining, this king's lair will be finished by him!"

Jiaolong thought to himself. At the same time, feeling that the dragon yuan was slowly dissolving, it was a little anxious, so it quickly swooped away, preparing to return to the dragon yuan.

"Bang!"

However, in the next moment, with a sound, the dragon seemed to hit a wall, unable to find a way out, and was finally bounced back directly.

"Why can't you get out?"

It was very depressed, it was extremely easy to enter the sea of knowledge before, but now it can't get out, isn't this asking for its old life?

If the dragon yuan is gone, it won't exist for long.

"No, we must not let this kid continue refining!" Jiaolong was a little scared, and after a while, it moved his mind, so he laughed loudly: "Boy, don't waste your efforts. With your cultivation that is not enough for a martial artist, you also want to refine the dragon yuan of this king, it is really beyond your strength!"

However, the eons didn't mean to stop in the slightest, and they didn't even snort, not wanting to bother with it at all.

"Why doesn't this kid get oil and salt?"

Jiaolong was in trouble, it originally wanted to use words to provoke the eternals and make him lose his mind, so that it could escape from the sea of knowledge at that moment. However, it was disappointed, because the mind of the ages was no lower than that of this old monster who had lived for two thousand years, and its heart was even more persevering.

It's a headache!

"This king doesn't believe it, your kid is really like a rock, and he is not afraid of the pain of the soul at all!" Jiaolong had no choice, and in the end he could only be ruthless, looking up to the sky for a while, wanting to win the gap in the moment of loss of heart for thousands of years.

"Groaning ......"

The dragon roared and shook the sky, and the waves of air were rolling, enough to pierce the golden cracking stone.

Qiangu closed his eyes tightly, as if he didn't hear any sound, and even if his internal organs roared and vibrate, he didn't frown. He is really like what Jiaolong said, his heart is like a rock!

He was able to do this mainly because he had resisted two unimaginable pains before. Once was to take the "Blood Elixir" to experience the pain of exploding the body, and then the pain of burning the body. These two pains, which are simply unbearable for ordinary people, have tempered his heart to the point where "his heart is as strong as iron".

This time, Jiaolong's wishful thinking is doomed to fail!

The dragon chanted constantly, the eternal iron could not be moved, and a tug-of-war that decided life and death was staged at this time.

......

"Why hasn't Qianliu come out yet, and why did a retreat take so long?"

Father Zhang wandered outside the tent of the ages, looking a little anxious, because he had been waiting outside the tent for three days.

Yes, eons have unknowingly fought against Jiaolong for three days and three nights!

"Half an hour later, if Qianliu doesn't come out again, I can only do it alone. ”

Father Zhang secretly thought in his heart that he really couldn't wait, because with the foot strength of a normal martial artist, he could get out of the demon forest in three days. Now that three days have passed, Li You and the others should be about to walk out of the demon forest. Once they walked out of the demon forest and stepped into the vast desert, it would be difficult for him to find them again, let alone avenge his dead wife.

Time passed slowly in waiting, and half an hour passed in the blink of an eye, but there was no sign of it for thousands of years.

Zhang's father pursed his lips, and he had already made up his mind in his heart, so he called his daughter over and said, "Xiaoyu, dad will go to Dajie first." Qianliu has been in retreat, you must be patient to stay here in case something happens!"

As he spoke, he took out the dragon blood from his arms, handed it to Zhang Yu's hand, and told him again: "Xiaoyu, you can take this bottle of dragon blood first and save it for use at critical moments in the future!"

Zhang Yu nodded, took the dragon's blood, and didn't think much about it. Because for several days, she also stayed outside the tent of the eternal from time to time, for fear that something would happen to him. Even if my father didn't say it, he would take the initiative to stay outside the tent for eternity.

If nothing else, I just hope he can be safe and sound!

Zhang's father stared at his daughter tightly, his eyes full of doting and reluctance. The road ahead is difficult, and he doesn't know if there will be a time to meet again after this separation.

The scenes of her daughter are like a piece of drawing paper in her mind, from her birth to her growing up...... Thinking of this, he didn't want to leave.

He forcibly withdrew his gaze, he was a little afraid to hear his daughter's voice, because he was afraid that he would not be reluctant. Fists clenched, and he finally left the place without looking back!

Zhang Yu waited carefully outside the tent of the eternals, and his mind was full of eternals. Thinking of his disdain for him when he first met him, thinking about his shame about him giving him beaded flowers and hostas, thinking about the scene when he rescued himself from the white flower snake, and his joy for him......

Even though she had thought about these things in her head hundreds, even thousands of times, she still felt that it was not enough, and even if she had thought about it ten thousand times, she still felt that it was not enough.

Unconsciously, the eternals have risen to an irreplaceable position in her heart.

I don't know how long it took for Zhang Yu to come back to his senses. Although she didn't know exactly how long it had been, she was roughly sure that it should have been a long time. Looking around, she couldn't see her father.

Zhang Yu frowned at the moment and said to himself: "A big solution, why did my father take so long?"

"Senior sister, have you seen the master?" Torrent walked to Zhang Yu's side at this time, he hadn't seen his master for a while, so he was naturally a little worried about him, and said, "I haven't seen him for an hour!"

Senior brother, you said you hadn't seen my father for an hour?" Zhang Yu asked, her expression suddenly became solemn, and her face was a little pale.

"Didn't you see the master either?" asked Torrent rhetorically.

"It's been an hour!"

Zhang Yu didn't answer, and kept repeating this sentence in his head. She couldn't figure out how it took an hour for a big solution, and there must have been something wrong in it that she didn't know, otherwise her father would have come back a long time ago.

"Is it ......?"