With the passage of time, the soft moonlight still replaced the scorching light as the belief that dyed the earth, and the warm breeze mixed with a faint coolness overflowed, and in this seemingly calm plane, all the qiē began to become agitated, preparing something, brewing something, but all the superficial articles intertwined with each other to form a huge system.

Bowen's body has been completely destroyed, no matter how healing light or the air has, for him, a qiē is just a vanity, like a fruit that has fallen to the ground, no matter how moisturized, what kind of effect can it have? ?

And when the inexplicable path of the moonlight shines on Bowen's body, the surrounding qiē also quietly undergoes unexpected changes, and the original rich pure black gradually turns white from the outside to the inside, until it becomes a dazzling and vast light, and then blooms like a tide.

Bowen's originally closed eyes slowly opened because of such a wonderful turmoil, and in the next second, a familiar figure appeared in front of him, and a delicate silhouette that surprised and admired him stood sideways, exuding a cold and murderous aura.

The whole body is composed of crystal clear crystals, exuding an inexplicable aura like white mist, and on the surface of the naked and smooth delicate skin, there are dense inexplicable words, literary words and vigorous but very shallow nicks, each of these carvings is soaked with something like gilding, exuding vast power and fierce power!

After a while, Bowen smiled helplessly, and then muttered, "This is the legendary puppet, the power that never tires, the soft but indestructible body, hehe, it's ridiculous, I've fought so many times, and I didn't even find out until now"

The old German wizard still put his hands behind his back, looking comfortable, after listening to this inexplicable question, after thinking for a few seconds, he nodded, and then said, "This can be regarded as a high-level puppet, but it is still a level lower than what you just described, this is what I got in the war cemetery back then, it was from the hands of the original Venerable, but it can only be said to be a defective product, hehe, how is the body recovering, and how is the mental preparation?" If a qiē is okay, then let's get started."

Bowen smiled bitterly for a few minutes, and then muttered a few words of "Venerable", which was so powerful that it was suffocating, and then his eyes changed from the condensation of confusion to the depth of incomparably deep, and after the contraction in turns, it suddenly stopped, and even if the body did not have the support of strength, it also released a little bit of instinctive qi. Then, the space reverberated with three sonorous and powerful characters.

"Let's get started"

The golden light streaked across the sky, leaving a brilliant stroke in the white space, and then, like a bond, it spread out in an uproar, and in an instant, Bowen's body was completely and completely enveloped, leaving no gaps, not even the wind could invade the slightest.

The hands of the old German wizard also detached from each other in an instant, slowly floating in the air, the releaser conquered a qiē majestic domineering, Ling Ao Tianqiong, and then the aura condensed violently, turning into a giant axe that was enough to open the world, and when the dim light circled around the axe body for a moment until it was completely depicted, the power erupted violently without any warning like an erupting volcano, and then completely swept away towards Bowen's body.

The waves are terrifying, lifting the sky and stepping on the ground, holding the golden roulette wheel in his left hand, eating the dark and heavenly giant axe in his right hand, the purple and demonic staff is beneficial to the body, as if a barrier and like an absolute defense, the vicissitudes of the avenue are thick and full of the surroundings, like the rolling of the sea, endlessly.

In the next second, the golden light seemed to intersperse the Extreme Dao Light Sword after several reincarnations, and then turned into a puppet full of inscriptions again, and all the inscriptions also broke away from the body at the same moment and turned into a heavenly book floating in the sky above Bowen, and then slowly descended, slowly wrapping its entire body completely, soaking, and in an instant, blood overflowed, a murderous and bloody smell instantly extinguished the qi of the Great Dao, and the surrounding space was also dyed into a sea of learning!

The bloodstained land, the sad song of the avenue, for love, for reason, for oneself, proud of the sky, overlooking the world and the earth, only the dragon soul!

Suddenly, the soul power that had been floating in the body for a long time turned into a black dragon with a dragon roar that resounded in the sky, constantly hitting the confinement that bound it, as if it wanted to break through the determined criteria of the plotter, and after each impact failed, Bowen would spurt out a mouthful of gorgeous blood, and each mouthful of blood would turn into hot molten slurry and pour it on its baby-like delicate body again。

And Lao De stood quietly in front of this puddle of meat, like a cold-blooded and ruthless executioner, the knife wielded in his hand kept cutting and tearing away, but after a while, all the qiē turned into an invisible force and poured into Bowen's body, repairing, transforming, and amplifying, until the aftermath was colorful.

And Bowen's body can be regarded as completely entering a state of calm, but this blood-stained place is still shaking and blooming, and the blood is like a deadly poppy exuding a rich and alluring aura floating around, merging with the air.

When a qiē is stationary, Bowen's body is still reduced to a dead thing-like existence, and the puppet is fused with it, the old German wizard looked at Bowen quietly, his eyes were full of confusion, and the giant axe of opening the sky in his right hand had slowly approached Bowen's eyes, and a thick reluctance and guilt also quietly emanated.

And after some hesitant thinking, after consideration, he still adhered to the original idea, and after a heavy sigh, he closed his eyes gloomily, and in the next second, the power of his whole body suddenly exploded, and the Kaitian giant axe also released a dazzling light and then slashed sharply downward, and finally muttered to himself

"Child, I'm sorry, this is fate, if you want to blame, you can only blame why you walked this road in the first place"

At the same time, strange things happened at the most critical moment, when the tip of the giant axe had touched the eyelids, Bowen's body suddenly burst out with a terrifying and vast aura, all the soul power that had been imprisoned formed a dust-like shield in an instant to completely wrap its body, and also absolutely blocked the cutting of the giant axe, and the next second, a heroic dragon roar resounded through the sky, unpredictable, and the green dragon blooming with enchanting light also rose to the sky.

The flickering dragon scales were like the ringing of a hundred long sword bells, and after that, they turned into a cluster of cyan light, and when the rich aura slowly descended like the sea, an old figure slowly descended from the light cluster in the air.

A series of black robes, full of vicissitudes on his face, with the terrifying explosive power that is enough to crush the peak, looked at Lao De with a cold and majestic face, just landed quietly and watched quietly.

Lao De also opened his eyes, shook his head and smiled helplessly, and also put away the giant axe that he had conjured in his hand, and when all the power was dissipated, he regained his comfortable appearance, and after a few bitter laughs in a row, he sighed heavily

"Life should not be extinguished, fate should not be extinguished, there is really no body you hide, such a violent scrubbing just now can't force you out, old Hamm, your strength is really getting more and more incomprehensible to me"

The old man who appeared was Grandpa Hamm who Bowen was thinking about for a long time, and from beginning to end, the old man who taught Bowen a qiē, and was also the last dragon soul warrior, who was once proud of the pinnacle of the entire continent!

The old man clutched his somewhat stuffy chest, his body trembled slightly for a few minutes, and then spit out a ball of blood exuding a scorching breath with a poof, and said in a somewhat obscure manner, "To be able to force a small imprint of mine to such a place, it is really worthy of being a soul master, Lao De, I haven't seen you for many years, don't come unharmed."

"Haha, this farewell is hundreds of years, I still remember how dripping and exquisite the last war was, but now you and I are old, old, hey"

"Old De, this is not like you in the past, besides, being young is important to you?

"The years are ruthless, the years are ruthless, what can stop the power of time in the world? Who can not be replaced? Now that the new dragon soul warrior has really appeared, the foreshadowing you have made should also be realized one by one, but the yellow finch catches the cicada, and the praying mantis is behind, I have to say that the struggle between us can only be regarded as a series of funny things!"

"Yes, the Great Dao Tragedy, but what can be done at will in this world? This is fate, you and I can't escape the fate, in this game of chess, you and I are losers, but it's a pity that even the real mastermind behind the scenes can disappear forever."

"Hehe, a qiē obey the command, since you are here, I will not take his eyes again, but the soul imprint in his body can no longer be erased, one day, he will be devoured by his own demons, become a bloody powerhouse, a true combination of a fighter and a wizard, a life harvester against the sky!"

"Haha, don't worry, it can be done, don't forget that he is a Dragon Soul Warrior, and he is the only person who has been able to enter the Dragon Soul Battle Venerable realm for thousands of years!"

"Dragon Soul Zhanzun??hehe, it's really an ancient synonym, will characters who have disappeared for so many years still appear?"

"The day of swallowing the moon is approaching, and the rotation of the golden roulette wheel is about to begin, such as today, the demonic aura is overflowing and spreading, and the breath of the Venerable is finally about to be revealed, but it is really difficult to guess who the deer will die."

"Even if it is a sacrifice of a qiē, the things of the ancestors, we can't lose it, on the day of swallowing the moon, after all, my wizard rushed out of the continent, whether it is bloody or the sky is discolored, we will not give up, for the sake of personality, for dignity, for honor, for faith!"

"In the same way, we will not give up the chase, this qiē is time to make a break, but in between, at this moment, I want you to be able to do one thing"

"Hehe, what!

"Two things, one thing is to replace the inferior product with this Sanctuary-level puppet body, but to help me check the owner of a Desolate Ancient Circle!"