Three-Seven-Seven: The Ancestor of the Instrument Spirit* Candle Dragon

The fourth Divine Core, the Divine Core of Sipedotik, is inlaid.

The Yang Nine Candle burst out with a strong brilliance.

Zheng Qian felt okay, but his palm was slightly numb, which was more than enough.

Immediately, the fifth Ometi's divine core was inlaid.

A scorching electric current blooms on the nine candlesticks.

The whole lying knife's hand was shaking.

The tingling pain spread along the palm to the entire forearm, ending at the elbow.

I can do it!

Thinking of this, Zheng Qian stretched out his hand to the sixth water official's divine core.

Crack embedded.

Suddenly, a bright stellar light erupted from the nine candles of the sun.

The scorching heat bulldozed the skin of Zheng Qian's entire arm in an instant.

Exposed muscles and blood are boiled and carbonized in the burning of an electric current.

"Hmm... Uhhhh ”

Zheng Qian cried out in pain, covered the hand holding the knife and knelt on the ground with a pop.

"Lao Zheng!"

Seeing this, Zhao Aotian wanted to go up to help, but as soon as his hand reached out, he was hit by a beating electric snake, and he took a few steps back in pain.

Good terrifying energy.

Zhao Aotian looked at his trembling hands.

Just by being hit by an electric snake, the skin in the palm of the palm was scorched and carbonized.

What kind of tremendous energy is Zheng Qian, who is directly holding the Yang Nine Candle, being subjected to?

Zhao Aotian is unimaginable.

After a moment of respite, Zheng Qian finally stabilized.

It hurts.

Both hands are very difficult to hold.

Even the bones are about to be scorched.

Is the Six Divine Core the limit of what I can bear?

The figures of Zheng Kun and the nurse flashed in front of him.

No!!

The burnt fingers had some strength, and they gripped the handle even harder.

My limits are much more than that.

【Human Heart】

【Knowing the Heart】

All the molars in the mouth are crushed.

Zheng Qian roared and stood up again.

The power that burst out on the Yang Nine Candle was suppressed by a stronger force.

Even the beating electric snake seemed to have weakened by three points.

Don't stop there!

Grabbed the seventh Heavenly Official's divine core.

Zheng Qian, with the determination to die, embedded it in the last hole of the blade.

Bang.

As the seventh divine core was embedded, the Yang Nine Candle suddenly burst out with a scorching light like a star.

The Big Dipper holes on the blade of the blade are all lit up.

The surging energy poured into Zheng Qian's body one after another.

At this moment, Zheng Qian felt as if his internal organs were about to turn into ashes.

Sharp screams shook the entire dungeon wave after wave.

"Lao Zheng!"

It can be seen that in the pure white light, Zheng Gan's body is turning into ashes inch by inch.

Seeing this, Zhao Aotian could still sit still, and rushed in against the thunder and lightning: "You can't hold it!" Let it go! ”

But it's too late.

The scorching fire burned through Zhao Aotian's face.

The energy that Yang Jiu Candle burst out was too strong, and the more he walked to Zheng Qian's side, the stronger the energy became.

It seems that this is not approaching Zheng Qian, but swimming towards the core of a star.

Until fifteen steps away, the high-pressure jet of energy, Zhao Aotian, who had been forced, could no longer take even half a step forward.

"Lao Zheng !!"

With a bang, in Zhao Aotian's shout, Zheng Gan's body was completely shattered by the energy released by Yang Jiu Candle.

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"Ahh!!!hh

Zheng Qian opened his eyes in shock, and sat up from the ground like a shrimp in fright.

But looking around, Zheng Qian was stunned.

I saw that I was in a pure white space.

The front and back, the left and right, the top and bottom are all pure white, and the heaven and the earth are not divided.

"Here?"

Looking around, Zheng Qian looked at this strange world with some surprise.

I do remember that I seemed to be given by the seven-core yang nine candles...

Zheng Qian gasped.

Am I dead?

Is this the afterlife?

"Truth!"

No response.

"Truth? Truth?? ”

Still no response.

You can't feel the presence of truth in your body, and you can't call up the HUD interface that is unique to truth.

Trying to use magic, Zheng Qian was shocked to find that there was no trace of magic in his body.

Am I really dead?

No! Wrong!

"Who ?!!"

Zheng Qian keenly turned his head and put on the fighting stance he had learned from Zhao Aotian.

Even if there is no magic element, the battle has cultivated an extraordinary sixth sense for Zheng Qian, and he reacts the moment someone appears behind him.

However, when Zheng Qian saw the person clearly, his pupils contracted.

I saw that what appeared behind me was actually a little girl who was one meter two or three tall and looked like she was only in her early tens.

Loth... Lori?!

This Lori also looks quite weird.

She floated in the air, her fiery red hair reaching to her ankles, draped haphazardly but as soft as a waterfall.

The pointed ears are a bit like elf ears. There are two rows of red dragon scales growing on the bags under the eyes.

The skin is fair, as if you can see the blood vessels under the skin, and there is a pair of small wings behind it that are so small that no matter how you look at it, it is impossible to support your weight and cannot fly.

In her blood-like red eyes, there was an indifference that did not match her age, as if she had seen through the vicissitudes of the world.

The girl's ice-pick-like gaze made Zheng Qian a little uncomfortable for a while.

"Kid, ...... you are"

"Why did you come, my descendants?"

"After... Posterity?? ”

Zheng Qian was stunned.

The girl nodded invisibly: "You are my descendant, and I can distinguish the smell of your body." ”

These words made Zheng Qian's second monk puzzled for a while: "Descendants? No, I said little sister, your aunt probably hasn't been here yet, right? What about future generations? ”

A hint of displeasure crossed the girl's indifferent eyes.

She bowed her head slightly, and said coldly: "I am the ancestor of the candle dragon, Yang Jiu Candle, I don't even have this bit of eyesight, it seems that the candle dragon bloodline is really degenerate." ”

Candle... Nine candles of the ancestor of the candle dragon?

The girl's words made Zheng Qian's head buzz.

So, here it is...

As if seeing through Zheng Qian's thoughts, the girl nodded and said, "Have you forgotten?" Regardless of your own lack of strength, you forcibly held the dragon blade of the Seven Divine Core Yang Nine Candles, and were almost wiped out by the beaten divine soul.

If I hadn't opened the net at the last minute and dragged your soul into the trial, you'd have died.

You are weak, but you have a great will, and you have repaired me with your own hands, and I admit that you are qualified to be tested. ”

Really.

Here, it is the spiritual trial space of Yang Jiu Candle.

As long as you pass the trial, you can return to the original world and stimulate the true power of Yang Jiu Candle.

Merely......

Zheng Qian glanced up and down at the Nine Candles of the Spiritual Yang in front of him.

I see, did you merge your soul into the divine soldiers before you died?

It's not really me in the real sense of the word, but it's pretty much the same.

Hehe, look at the appearance again.

Who would have thought that the appearance of his first ancestor was actually a Lori?

Is Yang Jiu Candlestick a pervert? Lolicon? Morph like this?

Zheng Qian didn't know, and he didn't dare to ask.

"My longevity and Tianqi, also a female, age is just a number for me, and there is no connection between appearance and strength, you are not filial to your descendants, what do you think of my appearance?"

Zheng Qian: ". . . ”

Ao, how come you can read minds like my brother?!

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