The black figure finally stopped, and the powerful presence in the white mist asked in a deep voice, "Are you really willing?"

The adult mirage dragon knew that he must not hesitate at this time, and forcibly endured the reluctance in his heart, raised the little dragon high, and said, "Be willing." ”

"Well, you can stand aside and wait. The strong presence in the white mist commanded faintly, no different from talking to his own dog. Instead of letting it go, he asked it to watch its child turn into a carved beast?

Hu Wu also secretly claimed to be surprised, the patriarch is really omnipotent. The dragon clan is the most stubborn, but if someone dares to hunt a dragon, the entire dragon clan will be entangled to the end. Therefore, although the dragon is strong and is a first-class and powerful desolate beast in the Soul Lan Continent, no one dares to hunt the dragon as their own carved beast.

Hu Wu wanted the powerful existence in the white mist to have a slightly larger range of activities, even if it was chased by the dragon clan, he didn't care. Hu Wu doesn't care how many people die, as long as his old man can have a little benefit, or even just be happy, no matter what he pays, it's worth it. Even rivers of blood, even mountains of corpses.

But in front of his old man, no matter how arrogant he was, what could he do? Wasn't he the same as lowering his head and begging his old man to turn the dragon into a carved beast? In the process, Hu Wu and Bu Li, although they both saw and heard, they still didn't understand.

The adult mirage dragon gently placed the little dragon on the ground, and gently pressed his cheek against it, reluctant to give up.

The powerful being in the white mist suddenly said gently: "I will be lighter, and he will not die, but he will live in a different way." If only we could go smoothly from the Soul Lan Continent. The benefits he will receive are far greater than you can imagine. ”

The Mirage Dragon stood silently to the side, its whole body blurred by the flesh and blood of the powerful presence in the white mist. However, the spiritual head should only be a skin injury, and the existence is not a dead hand. It's just scary to watch, and it's a little offended.

"Step away, and the dragon will be engraved on your chest. The mighty being in the white mist said. Bu Li let out a long breath, and finally reached this step, and he could finally make carvings. I don't know what the powerful existence in the white mist of the road has tossed so many things for. He nodded and did not speak. Taking off the animal skin on his body, his strong chest muscles were exposed in the sea breeze, and he was chased by the wet and salty sea breeze. It's like a reef that won't change for thousands of years.

The powerful being in the white mist didn't say much, and even the soul of the Mirage Dragon didn't take it beforehand, and the sharp knife in his hand landed on Bu Li's chest.

Although he knew that he was doing carving, Da Hei was startled, and subconsciously prepared to stealthily sneak, but was hit by Hu Wu with his fingers, and then he woke up. If you really disturb his old man's spell casting, he is afraid that he will not be killed directly by Master Hu Wu?

The Mirage Dragon, who was on the side, watched as the sharp knife landed on Bu Li's body, at this moment. Layers of ripples rippled in the chest before stepping away, and each layer of ripples seemed to have a world realm. The mirage dragon didn't know what was so powerful, and looked at the world realm in the ripples seriously.

In the blink of an eye, it seems like thousands of years have passed. There are countless changes in the vicissitudes of the illusion, the causes and consequences, the grievances and grievances. Countless chaotic forces poured into the Mirage Dragon's heart. But at this moment, it is too late to come out of that illusory time and space. Progressed by chance during a battle with the White-robed Monk. Before he stabilized his realm, the Mirage Dragon couldn't fully grasp his current strength. The more you try to get out of the near-infinite time, the more impossible it becomes.

Illusion, the Mirage Dragon Clan is the best at it. But in the white mist, the powerful existence in the water ripples of the sharp knife in his hand, and the illusion that was mixed with the power of time and time made the strongest of the Mirage Dragon clan completely lost.

Lost in time, lost in the years, lost in the sun and moon, lost in the vicissitudes of life.

If you can't get out, you can only stay here for the rest of your life.

In the confused years, the Mirage Dragon panicked and became discouraged, and even could not survive but die. Suddenly, I felt a pain in my body, and a piercing pain came from a dragon's claw. With this pain, the Mirage Dragon woke up, and looked in horror at the powerful existence in the white mist that was carving the appearance of the Mirage Dragon on Bu Li's body step by step, as if the time had not even passed with a flick of his fingers, and he seemed to have passed thousands of years in the illusion.

Even, the heart has been vicissitudes, the whole dragon has lost its strength, and it is extremely weak, as if it has become very old and is about to die.

At this point, the adult mirage dragon no longer had any doubts about the formidable existence in the white mist, and lay on the ground respectfully. Hu Wu drank with a stick, and a stick hit the claws of the mirage dragon, and the tendons were broken. After waking up the old dragon, Hu Wu reprimanded in a low voice: "His old man casts spells, and you humble reptile can also see it?"

The Mirage Dragon knew that what Hu Wu said made sense, and it was indeed like this, he cast a spell at the old man, and he took a look at it, almost lost in endless time and could not get out again. Speechless, he lay his head on the ground and waited quietly. Although he was thinking about his child, he didn't dare to look at it again.

The movements of the powerful presence in the white mist were simple and clear, like a famous painting, and with a few strokes, the appearance of a mirage dragon appeared on Bu Li's chest, with a slight force, and a uniform layer of blood oozed out. The bright beads of blood outlined the appearance of a blood-stained mirage dragon, fangs and claws, ready to break through the sky.

The engraving was completed, and the powerful being in the white mist grabbed the little dragon on the ground, and did not take out the soul, but kept making strange gestures with both hands.

Hu Wu also looked at his ancestor in surprise, not knowing what the hell was doing with the powerful existence in the white mist.

The figure of a newborn mirage dragon gradually faded into nothingness, as if it were a soul, and gradually faded on the slender fingers like white jade. A soul power was injected into the shadow, and the mirage dragon was clear again, like the third, the powerful existence in the white mist whispered, and the shadow of the mirage dragon in both hands pressed directly on Bu Li's chest.

Bu Li felt a vigorous vitality enter his body, and after a newborn mirage dragon entered the inscription, a dragon groan came out of his body.

"Don't be noisy. The strong existence in the white mist smiled and stroked Bu Li's chest, and the white jade-like slender fingers fell on him, how did Bu Li feel uncomfortable. How can I say that the guy is also a man, and he was hit on the chest by a man and wiped ...... The more I think about it, the more wrong it is.

The adult Mirage Dragon was extremely surprised, its own child was unscathed, and what surprised it was that the moment the "shadow" entered the inscription, a fourth-order Mirage Dragon cub instantly turned into a seventh-order ...... Seventh-order, it's still a newborn cub! If this is an adult, wouldn't it surpass all the mirage dragons from ancient times to the present?!

"Thank you, old man!" The adult mirage dragon was only at this time completely relieved, and bowed to the ground with five bodies.

"Let's see if we can get in touch with your kid. The powerful existence in the white mist didn't care about the Mirage Dragon's worship, and said lightly. Everything that seems incredible to others is just a random spell in his eyes, extremely simple, and he can do it as many times as he wants.

Each Mirage Dragon can communicate with its own kind and use its psychic power. It is common sense that the spirit of the desolate beast who is proficient in illusion is extremely strong. Although Buli didn't understand, he pretended to understand. Suddenly, I felt that I heard a strange fluctuation in my head, which seemed to be a sound, but I couldn't understand it, and I didn't know what it meant. It is estimated that two mirage dragons are communicating with each other, telling something.

Bu Li didn't bother to care, the light blood marks on his body had already healed with the entry of the Mirage Dragon, and those blood beads seemed to have been absorbed by the Mirage Dragon and disappeared.

After a few breaths, the Mirage Dragon said, "Thank you, old man, it's good." ”

"What's the farthest distance you've ever reached?" asked the formidable being in the white mist.

"There is a blood connection between me and it, and if I need to, I can feel it in the entire Soul Lan Continent. "The Mirage Dragon didn't hide it in the slightest, and there was one thing to say.

"That's good. You go back, this opportunity is considered alert to you, and you have seized it. In the future, when you will shed your blood for your clan, if you can, I really hope you can go back. The words of the powerful being in the white mist were vague, and it seemed that only he and the Mirage Dragon understood.

"If there is a real need, I am willing to do the work of dogs and horses. If our dragon clan can really return to the main plane, even if the entire clan of the dragon is smeared with liver and brain, it will not hesitate. The mirage dragon bowed to the ground, and said it very solemnly, as if it was facing the resentment of countless dragons in the endless years.

"Go ahead, there will be such a day. The mighty being in the white mist waved his hand casually, driving the mirage dragon away like a fly.

The ending is no different from what Hu Wu envisioned, but there is a earth-shaking difference. If he followed Hu Wu's plan and forcibly took the soul of the Mirage Dragon, Hu Wu himself was afraid that he would be chased and killed by the Dragon Clan, and he would not even be able to avoid stepping away. But after the clever hand repair of the powerful existence in the white mist, after some coincidence, instead of being hated by the dragon clan, it seems to have been effective.

Is...... It's really a demon, Bu Li looked at the strong existence in the white mist, dressed in black and black, and admired it in his heart.

"Don't be stunned, you kid, get used to the new carved beast, just go back quickly, there are still a lot of things waiting for you to do." "The mighty being in the white mist drove the mirage dragon away, and then walked away. (To be continued......)