Wu Ming gritted his teeth, he didn't expect that he would be careful again and again, and he would still fall into his calculations.

It's just how did this Purple Gold Divine Dragon do it?

Is it because I have comprehended the artistic conception of the dragon god legs?

"Isn't it curious?" the Purple Gold Divine Dragon laughed wildly and presumptuously. At this moment, he had a reason to be like this.

Millions of years of seals have suppressed his heart to a certain extreme, and his patience has almost been worn out. Now that he is out of trouble, if he is not rampant and presumptuous, he is really crazy, the kind that has completely lost his mind.

"I'm really curious, why couldn't you take it away before, but now you can take it out of your body?"

Wu Ming can delay for a moment at this time.

"The paintings in front were burned by the Dragon Descending Ancestor himself. Have you ever wondered why he would engrave those to show off, and even if he wanted to show off, he wouldn't choose to show off in the Hidden Dragon Pavilion!"

Now that the Purple Gold Divine Dragon has come out, it has even drilled into Wu Ming's sea of knowledge, but it is not in a hurry. In his opinion, this little human can't resist his own primordial god at all. He didn't mind telling him about these things, and he could have someone to share his joy of getting out of trouble.

Millions of years of seals have really suppressed him to the point of madness. At this time, Wu Ming broke in.

Wu Ming was stunned for a moment, and his face suddenly changed greatly. He understood that this mural was also part of the seal, and it was impossible for the Dragon Descending Ancestor to carve these in his palace so tastelessly. Such peerless figures don't need such murals to show their strength at all. It is unlikely that he would die and leave a legacy to future generations. At the beginning, the bald head came in and took the inheritance, but there was an artistic conception in this mural, and it was impossible for the bald head who was very likely to be the dragon descending Arhat not to see it, why didn't he move? It was because this mural was part of the seal, trapping the purple gold dragon in it. If it is destroyed, this purple gold divine dragon will naturally still be released.

There is no need to explain more, Wu Ming has already understood it thoroughly. What I didn't expect was that I was still calculated. Who would have imagined. That mural. How could there be such a connection with the seal that sealed the Purple Gold Divine Dragon?

I don't know gods and demons, and I don't know the fairy law. Wu Ming found out at this moment that he actually lost at this point, which is really too sad!

However, this purple gold divine dragon is just an out-of-body spirit. And not really breaking the seal. I guess it's because the seal over there hasn't been broken yet!

The Purple Gold Divine Dragon didn't say more. A divine dragon swung its tail and directly hit Wu Ming's spiritual platform.

"Boom"

The dragon moves, and the wind and clouds rise. Wu Mingzhi was chaotic in the sea. There was a faint sign of collapse, which was ten thousand times more powerful than the last time he suffered a shocking catastrophe, and it was even more different from the change in the sea of knowledge of King Linjiang.

This guy obviously didn't plan to let himself go, he just wanted a body to erase the mural over there, so that his physical body could break through the seal, instead of really asking for his own body. As for his own life and death, this purple gold divine dragon that existed for thousands of years would definitely not care. Maybe in its eyes, it's just an ant. Wu Ming's heart was cold, and he understood the meaning of this purple gold divine dragon.

At this moment, Wu Ming could only hope for that eccentric primordial god.

Suddenly, the witch trail in Wu Ming's arms made the fragment emit a faint blue light, the blue light flickered, and the primordial spirit in the spirit platform seemed to be stimulated, and suddenly turned around, stretched out one hand, and grabbed the thousand-zhang purple gold divine dragon that was impacting over.

"What?" the Purple Gold Divine Dragon shouted suddenly, and suddenly felt an incomparably huge suction force come out, and his body continued to shrink, shrinking to about a zhang, and was grasped by the giant Yuan Shenyi.

The purple gold divine dragon's voice stopped abruptly and was stuck in his throat.

The previous high spirits were all in vain at this moment. It's like a dead snake, being dragged to death by Wu Ming's primordial spirit.

Wu Ming wiped a cold sweat, this Yuan Shen, after all, he still wouldn't watch himself fall into trouble.

But immediately, Wu Ming had an extremely fearful thought of him in his heart. When this primordial spirit grows to a certain level, will it take a shot at himself?

If he makes a move, Wu Ming will be jealous, and if he doesn't make a move, Wu Ming will expect him to make a move. It's always a tangled question, and in fact, it's the case for everyone.

Thinking about the Yuan Shen in his body, there is actually another consciousness, and it is definitely an extremely terrifying existence, which will be the case for anyone.

Among the primordial gods, there was a huge suction, devouring the sky and the earth, and the purple gold divine dragon was terrified to find that the dragon yuan in his body was actually passing rapidly. This dragon yuan, who has been cultivating for tens of thousands of years, was devoured by this kid's primordial spirit bit by bit.

"You kid, let go, can't you give up this seat if you don't give it up?" Zijin Shenlong is really scared, even if he meets the Dragon Descending Ancestor, he has never been so afraid, it's a big deal to be sealed, he can still kill Lao Tzu if he has the ability?

Fierce struggle, no matter how you can't break free from that big hand. It was like a big tong, pinching the head of the purple gold divine dragon.

A Wu Ming appeared next to this primordial god, and said flatly: "I also want to let go, but do you think he can be controlled by me? You can only hope that he can let you go, I can't do anything." ”

"You!" Zijin Shenlong had nothing to say, he didn't expect to be defeated here after calculating to the extreme. Who would have thought that there would be such a monster in this kid's sea of knowledge?

At this time, the Purple Gold Divine Dragon found that the giant Yuan Shen hadn't even opened his eyes. Is this contempt, or is it simply not enough to get his attention?

After a while, the giant let go, and the purple gold dragon fell from his hand, and at this time it was really only one zhang in size, which was not its shrinkage. It's that it can't get any bigger.

Looking at the seal outside, the huge purple-gold divine dragon inside had disappeared, leaving only a body about ten zhang in size. Compared to the previous appearance, it is like a little loach staying in it. Not only does it not look mighty, but it has the feeling of a mini dragon. In fact, the purple gold divine dragon of more than ten zhang is also very huge compared to Wu Ming's body, but the gap between this vision is really indescribable.

Suddenly, that primordial god waved his hand, directly through Wu Ming's sea of knowledge, and slapped on the seal left by the Dragon Descending Ancestor. The light flickered above the seal. Unknown golden runes kept popping up. The runes were like golden dragons swimming among them, illuminating the entire palace, showing golden light.

"Po"

The seal that existed for thousands of years was now suffering this blow. Suddenly it dissipated.

The giant kicked out. Kick the Purple Gold Dragon's primordial spirit back into its body. Suddenly said: "From now on, you will follow him!"

Last time, this giant primordial god spoke. Ask what the Buddha is! This time he spoke again, but he let this purple gold divine dragon follow him! Wu Ming felt a sigh in his heart, what does this guy want to do?

"How did this seat become so small?"

After the purple gold divine dragon reacted, he found that he had actually returned to his body. Before he had time to experience the feeling of freedom, he suddenly found that Wu Ming, this kid, had become a hundred times bigger in his eyes. It used to be the size of an ant, but now it's taller than yourself?

"Fuck, even the strength of this seat has been sucked dry" Zijin Shenlong's face suddenly became extremely terrifying, what the hell is that ghost?

A dark shadow suddenly appeared behind Wu Ming, and his closed eyes could still accurately find the position of the Purple Gold Divine Dragon. With a movement of his arm, a black rope loomed.

The purple gold divine dragon honestly lay on the ground, covered his eyes with his two paws, and said pitifully: "That, boss, I was wrong, Xiaolonglong knows that he is wrong." ”

As soon as these words came out, the black shadow slowly faded and disappeared behind Wu Ming.

"Xiaolonglong?" Wu Ming's face turned red, and he couldn't help it, and Da Lu laughed. This guy actually calls himself Xiaolonglong?

"What are you laughing at? Believe it or not, uncle, I can still slap you to death with a slap?" Seeing that the black shadow had disappeared, the purple gold divine dragon suddenly shook up again. But after a while, I had a bitter face again.

Thinking about it, the dragon yuan that has been cultivated for tens of millions of years is just gone, and the dragon yuan that can be mobilized in the body is less than one ten-millionth of what it used to be. Nima, once she was born again, how painful and painful it was! The blood in the heart of the Purple Gold Divine Dragon was dripping greatly, but he didn't dare to resist. That black shadow, the ghost knows what it is, but it's really terrifying, and it can't even resist at all.

Moreover, I am afraid that I will not be able to run away in the future.

The Purple Gold Divine Dragon heard what the black shadow said, and he will have to follow this kid in the future, Nima, is this following this kid or following you?

Just like Wu Ming's ignorance, he felt that the black shadow must have let him follow him. As for the kid in front of him, it is estimated that he is just a carrier.

My heart was dripping blood, but I didn't dare to cry out. I didn't expect it to come out for tens of millions of years, and before I had time to tell the world, I was sucked by that black shadow and was about to be by Jackie Chan.

Think about how high-spirited this seat was back then, how respectable it was, how strong it was to be liked by those beautiful dragons, and now it's almost Jackie Chan, God, can you pit dragons a little more?

The Purple Gold Divine Dragon's complaints, even if they are ten days and ten nights, can't be finished.

Even the dragons on the four pillars next to them had sadness in their eyes. Well, there seems to be a little bit of schadenfreude, Wu Ming feels dazzled again.

Ignoring his complaints, he had already gone to the other side of the palace to look for the fresco of the dragon palm. (To be continued.) )