Qi Changzheng found a hidden branch, opened the branches and leaves to look at the position of old Taylor, smiled silently, and entered the Langya Immortal Palace.

He knew the tricks of the magic bow and weapon spirit, and participated in the planning, and did not show his closeness to the magic bow and weapon spirit, but snorted coldly when he saw the magic bow spirit that revealed the sixty-zhang dragon-shaped body, and expressed his dissatisfaction with the magic bow spirit churning in the lake.

The magic bow and instrument spirit also showed that he had a discordant relationship with Qi Changzheng, which was to cooperate with the soul of the demon tree to show it.

Qi Changzheng walked not far from the soul of the Demon Tree, frowned and said, "The Heart of the Demon Tree has already been returned to you, if you want to leave, leave quickly." As he spoke, he turned his head and glared at the soul of the magic weapon, muttering: "I can't absorb a fart, I hurt others and myself, and I have no brains......"

The sound was not loud, and the soul of the demon tree on his side could naturally hear it clearly, but the spirit of the magic bow weapon in the distance could not hear it.

After Qi Changzheng finished speaking, he turned around and left, walked a few steps and turned around and said to the soul of the demon tree: "You are now in my space, tell me when you want to leave, I will open the space and prohibit you from leaving." ”

The soul of the demon tree spoke, and his voice was like a low roar, but Qi Changzheng could understand it, and he responded: "Come on, what use do I want from you, can't you see that I have not entered the god level? I have to hide a pure black magic weapon in my hand, and I don't dare to take it out in front of the merman, so I am worried that the news will reach the ears of the god rank merman, and my life will not be guaranteed."

If that guy hadn't forced me to come to Dragon Soul Ridge, I wouldn't have risked my life to get under your feet and sacrifice to you.

I get angry when I say it, do you know what is in my big iron bucket? It is the dragon crystal liquid transformed by the dragon spirit after the fall of the dragon of the god king level, which is extremely precious, just because of you, I lost so much dragon crystal liquid, or because of you, I was almost destroyed by the god king......"

The more Qi Changzheng spoke, the more angry he became, and he turned around and pointed at the magic bow spirit and scolded: "I have already fulfilled your request, and you will have to listen to me honestly in the future, if you dare to force me to do what I don't want to do, I will fucking die with you."

Tell me yourself, there is a magic weapon whose soul will force the host to do things like you, if I don't slip away quickly, I will definitely be killed by you, I just can't beat you, if I can beat you, I have to kill you. ”

After saying that, he turned around angrily and left, and after walking two steps, the soul of the demon tree was in front of him, and he roared in a low voice, to the effect that "I will not embarrass you when I become your magic weapon, and if I recognize you, I can devour and absorb it, and feed back your body, even the god-level merman can't hurt you." ”

Qi Changzheng's eyes lit up, he looked back at the magic bow spirit in the distance, frowned and said, "It has a sixty zhang dragon body, and you only have a forty zhang dragon body, how can you be its opponent?"

The soul of the demon tree roared in a low voice: "I have experienced the transformation of dragons, and the purity of magic power is twice as pure as it, as long as you cooperate with me, I am sure that I will devour and absorb it after recognizing you." ”

Qi Changzheng asked softly, "How can I cooperate with you?"

The soul of the demon tree roared even lower, that was to say: "The soul of the demon tree should have given the host half of the magic power, but I am different, I have the experience of turning into a dragon, and I only need to feed you about 100,000 years of magic power to complete the recognition of the master, so that I can be sure to devour it, and you don't need to worry, I will also feed back to you after absorbing it, and when you get my nearly two million years of pure magic power to strengthen your body, the god-level merman will not be able to hurt you." ”

Qi Changzheng's face was full of entanglement, and after a while, he gritted his teeth and said, "Okay!" and then emphasized: "I said it in advance, if you become my demon soul, you must obey my orders!"

The soul of the demon tree roared excitedly, which was to say, "In the name of the Demon King, I will be loyal to you for the rest of my life!"

Qi Changzheng successfully fooled the soul of the Demon Tree, and the soul of the Demon Tree King, who was second to none in wisdom in the Demon Tree group, unfortunately encountered the thick and cunning Qi Changzheng and the Demon Bow Weapon Spirit who inherited Qi Changzheng's memory and became victims.

The soul of the demon tree successfully recognized the master Qi Changzheng, and the belated demon bow spirit shouted: "What are you planning to do?"

The soul of the demon tree raised its dragon-shaped dragon head and said proudly, "I devour you in the name of the Demon King, humble magic weapon!"

The Demon Bow Spirit roared loudly, laughing, "Understand, you are also a lowly magic weapon now." ”

Qi Changzheng laughed, jumped on the swing, and said, "The cranes and mussels are fighting, and the fisherman gives way." ”

At this moment, the black fog in the Langya Immortal Palace was monstrous, and the soul of the original demon tree felt that something was wrong, but it was too late, and the black dragon in front of him of more than sixty zhang suddenly transformed into a hundred zhang long, making it seem to realize something, but it was powerless to recover.

The Twin Dragons are not not intense, and the Trapped Beast Fighting is to describe the soul of the original demon tree at this time, even if it has nearly four million years of pure magic power, it is difficult to resist the power of the dragon-shaped magic bow that is hundreds of feet long. As time passed, the nearly forty zhang dragon body it possessed continued to shrink, and the dense black mist that collapsed was all swallowed and absorbed by the hundred-zhang dragon-shaped magic bow until it completely disappeared.

Only the dragon-shaped magic bow with its teeth and claws open and dancing in the sky above the lake was left, and it shouted: "Look at my thousand-foot dragon body!"

Qi Changzheng jumped up from the swing frame, suspended in mid-air, staring at the dragon-shaped magic bow without blinking, and was extremely excited.

Finally have the first artifact you created, can you not be excited?

At this moment, the wind and water rose, the wind swept up a thick black mist, and the lake waves for several feet, smashing on the lakeside and rumbling.

The blue sky and white clouds in the sky also lost their brilliance.

When the thick black fog disappeared, Qi Changzheng was dumbfounded, unable to believe what he was seeing.

"Ahh

“......”

Soon, Qi Changzheng was relatively speechless with the dragon-shaped magic bow that had shrunk the dragon's body, Qi Changzheng sat on the swing frame, swaying for a while, and the dragon-shaped magic bow lay at his feet dejectedly, not wanting to move.

"How can this be?" Qi Changzheng was puzzled.

"How do I know. "The magic bow is listless.

"However, the light on the surface of your body has increased a lot, although you can't have a thousand-zhang dragon body, it doesn't mean that your strength is not comparable to a god-level magic weapon. Qi Changzheng comforted the magic bow spirit, and he was also comforting himself.

"Then it can't be turned into a seventy zhang dragon body!" the magic bow spirit transmitted excitedly, "It is already nearly a hundred zhang, and it has devoured and absorbed nearly four million years of pure magic power, how can it not increase but decrease?"

That's more than twice as much pure magic power as the magic power I have! It's equivalent to eight million years of magic power, plus my six million years of magic power, it has already exceeded the magic power required by the dragon body of a thousand zhang, if you count the more than three million years of magic power that you have after fusing the longbow, how much is that? That's more than 17 million years, how can it become only 70 zhang? Where did the 10 million years of magic go?"

"Don't get excited, let me take ......a look at it," Qi Changzheng carefully recalled what the Demon Tree Soul had said to him before, and a guess gradually took shape, and he pondered: "The Demon Tree King has experienced the transformation of the dragon, and the magic power it has has been purified, which means that the magic power it has for nearly four million years is pure magic power. And although you have six million years of magic power, but you are not pure, you have to make a discount compared to pure magic power, that is, three million years.

If you calculate it this way, it is reasonable that you only have 70 zhang to turn into a dragon.

And you see, you can't only turn into a dragon seventy zhang, can't you still hold one to more than eighty zhang, and this extra ten zhang should be what you get by fusing the seven-star bow.

Also, the changes in your body surface can't be ignored, there were only a few speckles of ghostly light before, but now, a large area of ghostly light has appeared, maybe you can absorb nearly three million years of magic power and turn into a thousand magic dragons...... No, if you calculate it this way, you still need to absorb nearly six hundred years of magic power......"

Qi Changzheng frowned as he spoke.

Originally, the dragon-shaped magic bow had reached nearly 100 zhang, and aside from the factor of fusing the seven-star bow, there were also more than 60 zhang, and it only needed to absorb nearly four million years of magic power to transform into a thousand zhang demon dragon, and now it has absorbed nearly four million years of magic power from the Demon Tree King, and it is still pure magic power, but it is even farther away from incarnating a thousand zhang demon dragon......

It doesn't make sense!

Qi Changzheng was also stunned, shook his head and said, "Don't think about it, go back and ask the old way." ”

Qi Changzheng, who couldn't figure it out, left Langya Immortal Palace and returned to the magic tree, the sky was already slightly bright, and the clusters of beast oil magic lamps near and far were emitting red light, which was not as lively as a few days ago, but looked sluggish, obviously there were a lot of mermaids who had left the Dragon Soul Ridge.

Remembering the changes in the Seven-Star Demon Bow, Qi Changzheng also lost the mind of going to Yisi City, and jumped off the magic tree lightly, and saw that the old merman Italor had already fallen asleep on another magic tree, and there was still a slight smile on his old face.

Qi Changzheng didn't wake him up, acquaintance is fate, and the old merman could not appear in the cultivation realm, he put down a small bag of magic stones, put a few more jars of wine beside him, and left quietly.

When the sky was bright, old Taylor woke up from his dream, wiped the saliva from the corners of his mouth, and looked up at the magic tree where Qi Changzheng had stopped, but he didn't see the Ramahoe brothers in his mind, thinking that maybe the other party had climbed to the higher branches of the magic tree.

I didn't think much about it, I stretched and stood up, and suddenly I saw a few jars of wine and a small package.

Not in a hurry to see what was in the small package, he opened the wine jar and took a sip, smacking and smiling contentedly. Holding the wine jar and jumping up to the magic tree, intending to wake up the Ramajo brothers to hurry, who knew that all the way up to the top of the magic tree, he was already approaching the black fog in the sky, but the Ramajo brothers never saw him.

Old Taylor suddenly realized that the jars of wine and the small parcel had been given to him by his Ramaho brothers without saying goodbye.

Somehow, guessing that the always laughing Ramajo brothers were gone, old Taylor actually felt reluctant, not because the Ramajo brothers were rich, but because the Ramajo brothers, the mermaids, made him feel respect that he had never felt before, or friendship.

Old Taylor felt lost and lost the smile on his face.

He got down the magic tree, opened the small package, and saw that there were hundreds of medium-grade spirit stones, he smiled again, and hurriedly put away the medium-grade spirit stones, put away a few jars of fine wine, carried the heavier package again, and left the Dragon Soul Ridge with a small tune praising the plump female mermaid in his mouth.