Fang Ling said aloud at this time: "I know that it is difficult to gain your trust, so I will open my mind now and let you leave a wisp of consciousness in my spirit, from then on, you and I have the same heart, everything I think and I can be seen by you, and you will be clear what my mind is." ”

After Fang Ling finished speaking, he closed his eyes, his hands were slightly spread, with an unsuspecting posture, the light was already dim and fluttering at this time, and it would go out at any time, the blood dragon stared at him tightly, and finally took a step forward.

The blood dragon walked towards Fang Ling step by step, the speed was not slow, the murderous aura on his body did not weaken, but became stronger and stronger, and the aura around his body was like a continuous eruption of magma into various anomalies.

The murderous aura was approaching, stimulating every inch of Fang Ling's skin, although this skin was made of spirit, but it was no different from the real body, and even the pores were clearly visible.

Fang Ling was reporting the last hope to impress the blood dragon at this time, after all, no matter how brutal the blood dragon was, it couldn't ignore its own interests, of course, this was also a gamble, the bet was that the blood dragon was not a simple and brainless beast.

Just when the blood dragon walked to Fang Ling's side, he suddenly reached out and grabbed Fang Ling's head, this claw was extremely fast, and the sharp claws on his fingers were better than the sharp edge of the tip of the knife, if he grabbed Fang Ling's head, he was afraid that he would be able to directly grab his head. And in the spiritual world, the attack on the brain is equally deadly.

Feeling the murderous aura of the blood dragon enveloping his whole body, the threat of death suddenly descended on Fang Ling's body, Fang Ling understood that if this claw hit his head, it would be enough to make his soul fly, but he just had to gamble on this one, otherwise he would never have peace in the future!

At this time, at this time, there was also an extremely tense atmosphere in the qi refining room, and the Dragon King and the others were all worried when they saw that the last light was about to go out, but Fang Ling had not yet returned.

An elder said with a calm expression: "Your Highness, I'm afraid that the young man is in trouble, otherwise we can forcibly pull his soul back?"

Another elder said, "This young man is not short-lived, maybe he won't come back at this critical moment, if we forcibly pull his soul back, won't it make his efforts go to waste?"

All the elders have their own support, the dragon king's face is even heavier, if the great benefactor of the dragon clan dies here, it will not only be difficult to get over the face, but everyone does not know how to explain to his companions, how to explain to the various ethnic groups, but if it really comes to a critical moment at this moment, if he is allowed to give up his previous efforts, it will also be a troublesome matter, because the dragon locking technique can only be used on the object once.

The Dragon King thought for a while, and said in a deep voice: "Wait a minute, since he can face the Ghost Emperor directly, he has extraordinary courage and faith, since this king has passed on the Dragon Locking Technique, he also believes that he will be able to solve the big trouble of the Blood Dragon, even if it is the last moment, we can't lose confidence in him!"

The elders glanced at each other and nodded, but the worry in their hearts continued unabated.

In the inner world, Fang Ling's superb courage made Fang Ling have no intention of dodging at all, and the claws of the blood dragon were getting closer and closer to the door of his head, getting closer and closer, and then stopped abruptly when he was three inches close to his head.

Fang Ling breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that the blood dragon was testing himself, but this was enough to make a cold sweat break out on his back, at this time, the blood dragon stretched out his pointed fingers and planted a little on Fang Ling's head, planting a wisp of his own consciousness in his spirit.