Chapter 982: Refining 4

"Blood on your fingertips, can't you?" Feng Caitian asked cautiously. I really don't understand, why do you have to work hard, before solving the Nine Turns Rubik's Cube, it takes blood to work, and now you have to work hard to contract a token.

Feng Caitian is really about to vomit and bleed!

"No, you can't!" The Divine Decree retorted very simply, and then said arrogantly, "My Divine Decree is not an ordinary artifact, how can the thin blood of your fingertips awaken the contract circle in Ling's heart." ”

Zhu Shenling said that he was a lonely and arrogant, unstoppable, as if in addition to the blood in his heart, the blood in other parts was so rubbish, he didn't deserve to flow out, and his tone was also full of disgust!

Feng Caitian pouted, no matter what Zhu Shenling thought, she herself was definitely quite unwilling.

She is not a madman, nor is she sick, nor is she one of those martial arts idiots who are thirsty for treasures, how could she poke her heart for an ancient artifact?

Unless you are delirious!

"Really?" Feng Caitian is still taking it.

"No! I said no, hey, I said don't you want to contract? "Again and again obstructed and hesitated, and the gods were fired.

I think from ancient times to the present, it was someone else begging for a contract, when was it still pushed back?

"No, I just don't have a weapon to get blood!" Feng Caitian came up with a delaying tactic, pretending to be afraid, and trembled all over, like a frightened deer, his big eyes were full of mist.

"Sure enough, it's a wreck, little dragon!" Zhu Shenling snorted coldly, his eyes swept over Feng Caitian's chest, and he roared into the sky.

Immediately afterwards, there was a fluctuation in the sky above the main hall, and when Feng Caitian felt that his eardrums were aching from the sound of the dragon's roar, a white dragon with a vigorous posture and sharp dragon claws, like galloping in the clouds and mist waves, flew down.

In an instant, the huge body surrounded the five-star mangheng array.

This dragon, at least 100 meters long and about 10 meters thick, has white scales as smooth and delicate as white jade, each scale is the size of a grinding plate, at this time, its huge silver eyes are looking at Feng Caitian with a little playfulness.

What a beautiful dragon, but, does the dragon have a white one? Feng Caitian looked at it thoughtfully, and one person and one dragon glared at each other......

At this time, the decree of the gods that was left aside was fried!

What's so nice about it, isn't it just a dragon that grows a little bigger, it's not as good as it!

At this time, if the Divine Order has a mouth, it must be pouted. However, at this time, the person and the dragon were looking at each other, where could they pay attention to its thoughts.

After a while, Zhu Shenling shouted in disgust, "Have you seen enough, and are you still in a contract?" ”

Feng Caitian turned his head innocently, and heard the fire earth roaring at the white dragon again,

"And you, can't you get smaller? Why are you holding up so big, aren't you afraid of the collapse of the hall? ”

Bai Long was very aggrieved, "Didn't I see someone here and wanted to show off my majesty." ”

"Hmph, what kind of majesty, just your ugly appearance, no matter how impossible it is to compare with me!" Zhu Shenling snorted coldly disdainfully, and he didn't mean it at all, he was competing for favor by saying this.

The corners of Feng Caitian's mouth twitched, and he didn't agree with the words of the Divine Decree at all.

As far as its black appearance was concerned, except for the golden and atmospheric word 'Ling' in the middle, which was a little eye-catching, she really didn't see how beautiful it was.

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