Wu Luo continued to run "Nine Dragons Swallowing the Sun**", and the energy of the Divine Blood Stone did not stop. The most primordial power is directly integrated into the dragon hún, and the dragon hún can quickly stabilize and grow.

I don't know how long it has been, the dragon hún in the dragon pill has already appeared a little condensed, and Wu Luo has also been a little tired. When he was about to finish his work, he didn't expect the spirit dragon's body to be tǐng, and he actually drilled directly into it from the light wheel at the top of the first layer of the blood-colored giant tower.

Wu Luo only noticed at this time that after being pierced by the light of Long Dan, a round hole had been revealed in the middle of this light wheel, leading to the upper layer.

Wu Luo didn't know if the Scarlet Giant Tower would allow him to go up as well, so he had to test it cautiously. Unexpectedly, his consciousness smoothly passed through the light wheel and followed the spirit dragon into the second layer.

The area of the second layer is slightly smaller than the first layer, and there is a set of dragon tempering methods on the walls around it, which is obviously more complicated than the first layer, and the level is obviously higher.

The spirit dragon was writhing its body, mimicking every movement.

This set of actions is very difficult for the current spirit dragon, and several times it almost can't continue, but every time at this time, in the dragon pill in the spirit dragon's body, a soft force will be released, and with the support of this force, the spirit dragon always completes the action very thrillingly.

After a set of movements, the spirit dragon was already tired and gasped, and he didn't want to move when he lay on the ground.

And the effect of this set of action exercises is particularly obvious, Wu Luo can see that after the action is completed, a trace of energy gushes out from every scale of the spirit dragon, and it will flow into the dragon pill.

Although every trace is extraordinarily small, but when it gathers into a mountain of sand, and when it comes to the Dragon Pill, this energy is already extraordinarily considerable.

Secular martial artists also have training methods from the outside in, and Wu Luo didn't expect that the dragon clan would also have such cultivation methods. He was amazed when he suddenly felt something was wrong.

A window on the second floor of the blood-colored giant tower opened with a clang, and the spirit dragon had a feeling of not vomiting and unhappy. So he opened his mouth, and with a whistling sound, Long Dan shot out of the window.

Wu Luo hurriedly withdrew his consciousness from the blood-colored giant tower, and when he went to the Mingtang Palace outside, he saw that in the black river of dark gold magic power, there were already turbid waves and whirlpools!

"Wow, whoa, whoa!"

The sound of the water is like thunder, Long Dan hangs high above the Heihe, faintly revealing a kingly posture, the suppressed Heihe is very irritable, but he does not dare to act rashly.

The entire Black River gave birth to a total of 360 huge whirlpools. Under the tremendous pressure of Long Dan, three hundred and sixty whirlpools slowly converged to form a huge whirlpool with a diameter of three hundred zhang, almost dividing the entire Heihe River into two sections.

In the whirlpool, the Ice Ancestor Witch Mark, which had been extremely solidified, slowly rose.

Around the double ice sea ghost imprint, a thick black mist was diffused, and it seemed that his strength had been pushed to the limit.

However, with such a level of strength, it was still difficult to shake Long Dan in the slightest. The dragon hún in the dragon pill suddenly broke away from the dragon pill and flew out, stretched his small body, and opened his mouth to swallow it.

The dark gold magic power river in the black river poured into the sky uncontrollably. The sound of the water roared, from thick to thin, and it really entered the mouth of the dragon hún.

The Ice Ancestor Witch Mark seemed to be unwilling, flying all over the whirlpool, expanding the whirlpool without limit, trying to stop the dragon hún from devouring the Black River.

Helplessly, the energy level of the dragon hún is too high for it, no matter how it resists, the dragon hún does not move, the dragon's mouth is wide open, and the water of the black river is incredibly poured up, and such a huge black river is really swallowed by it.

In the end, the Ice Ancestor Witch Mark could only control the vortex. The dragon hún didn't even let it go, flew up and grabbed it with one claw, opened his mouth and swallowed it!

"Whoa!"

Without the Ice Ancestor Witch Mark, the black water in the whirlpool fell all over the sky. Long Hún sucked hard, at this moment, there was really a kind of domineering spirit that swallowed the world, and all the black water in the sky entered Long Hún's belly.

Wu Luofu to the heart, both hands are divided, and the divine blood stone that was originally held in both hands is in the left hand. The index finger is erected, and the Bloodstone hangs above the index finger. On the index finger of his right hand, there was already a void and the piece of ancient jade ice hún.

The two index fingers emitted a trace of silver electric light, entwining the two Arcana Treasures, from which energy was constantly drawn. Suddenly, the left half of Wu Luo's body was blood-red, like a piece of fire jade, while the right half of his body was an ice blue, like a piece of ice for thousands of years.

And in the Mingtang Palace, Long Hún dived into the Dragon Pill again, the Dragon Pill flew to the top of the blood-colored giant tower, and the endless energy poured out, and the Divine Blood Stone and the Ancient Jade Ice Hún arrived in the Mingtang Palace, mixed together, and all of them were injected into the Dragon Dan.

Wu Luo couldn't figure out what was going on in the Dragon Pill, but he knew very well that "Nine Dragons Swallowing the Sun**" was naturally extremely domineering as an immortal formula.

The birth of the dragon hún, on the other hand, means a sense of self.

Originally, the spirit dragon was able to coexist peacefully with the dark gold magic power, but with the dragon hún, it was absolutely impossible. Therefore, as soon as the dragon hún had enough strength, he immediately flew out and devoured the dark gold magic power.

He believed that if one day Long Hún had enough strength, he was afraid that he would immediately fly out and devour the "God List".

I don't know how long it took, Long Dan was finally saturated, and it was difficult to carry more energy. Wu Luo's hands were closed, and the two supreme treasures disappeared, and after a while, the energy pouring into the Mingtang Palace also stopped.

Long Dan hung high in the sky, shining with silver light, and seemed to be about to compete with the "God List" in the sky. The "God List" is immovable.

Wu Luo carefully distinguished, only to see that the dragon hún had turned dark gold. The silver dragon pill is embedded with a dark gold dragon hún, which has a mysterious beauty.

And on the forehead of the dragon hún, there is a double ice sea ghost mark upright!

Wu Luo muttered a little in his heart, and couldn't help but summon Long Hún.

"Whew-"

As soon as the dragon hún appeared, the icy wind ravaged the entire Mingtang Palace, and it was even more powerful than the previous dark gold magic power!

Gang Evil Dragon Hún!

He took Long Dan and Long Hún beautifully, leaving the spirit dragon to recuperate in the blood-colored giant tower, and he went out of the customs satisfied.

This retreat, successfully promoted to the realm of Long Hún, that is, the realm of Dao Realm Danteng, and Long Hún is still an exceptionally strong Gangsha Dragon Hún, Wu Luo has recently been gloomy because of the six heavenly gates and the nine major sects, and finally became happy.

......

Bian Xiliang definitely didn't expect that he was a little arrogant last time, and as a result, he was hung by Wu Luo for seven whole days!

He Bian Xiliang is also the Great Elder of Luofu Mountain, Luofu Mountain is the Nine Heavenly Gates of the Great Heavens, and the Great Elder is busy with affairs, but these seven days have been wasted in vain, waiting for Wu Luo here.

Meng Lianen took him to Ruolu Prison every day, and Qiao Hu told him very simply: Master Wu will not see anyone.

What is Master Wu doing, why is he missing, Qiao Hu does not explain. Bian Xiliang asked, Qiao Hu ignored him directly, turned around and went back to Ruolu Prison.

Bian Xiliangwo was extremely hot, but he didn't dare to attack. In this way, he lived in a Yanshan villa where there were no servants for seven days.

On the eighth day, Meng Lianen brought him to Ruolu Prison again, and Qiao Hu finally relented: "Come with me." ”

Wu Luo still met the two in the Wangshan Pavilion, and Qiao Hu brought people in and left. Wu Luo ordered the jailer who served him to serve tea, although he was not enthusiastic, but he did not give Bian Xiliang an ugly face to face.

Bian Xiliang was obedient this time, and without waiting for the tea to come up, he said: "Master Wu, our Luofu was blinded by Zhang Tianjue's Jiān people before, and we did some foolish things, and I ask Lord Wu for forgiveness!"

"I came this time to be ordered by the head of the sect to apologize to you, Master Wu. ”

"This, a little bit of meaning, I really can't take it, Lord Wu, please laugh and accept it......"

Luo Fu also racked his brains when he prepared the gifts, and it was not as easy as Zhongsun Nuda. Wu Luo can say what he wants-there are Xiang Qiangyan, Lu Nianwu and Wu Qianshou around him, and there is no shortage of spirit runes, pills, and magic weapons.

Luo Fu pondered for a long time before he chose this satisfactory gift and sent it to Bian Xiliang.

What Bian Xiliang took out was a small flower pot.

At first glance, the pot is inconspicuous, just an ordinary red clay firing, but a little bigger than a palm. In the pot, there is a pale black soil, and an orchid-like plant is planted.

This orchid is slightly different from the ordinary ones, from the rhizome to the leaves, the veins are extraordinarily clear, because the veins of this orchid are golden.

Wu Luo's eyes moved: "Jiupin Zhilan?"

Bian Xi said with a cool smile: "Master Wu has good eyesight, it is Jiupin Zhilan." This thing is extinct in the entire Zhongzhou, and only our Luofu Mountain, which has been handed down from our ancestors, this is a different species in the flood period, even in the flood era, it is also an extremely rare golden vein nine pins Zhilan. ”

The weight of this gift is not lighter than that of Gu Yubing. Jiupin Zhilan itself is of little use, but after growing for 10,000 years, it begins to bear fruit. The Zhiguo of Jiupin Zhilan was the most popular spiritual fruit during the flood period, and a newcomer who had never set foot in the realm of cultivation could immediately increase his strength as long as he took a Zhiguo.

Jiupin Zhilan will only bear fruit and mature once every ninety years, and after nine times of maturity, Jiupin Zhilan will be promoted to Jinmai Jiupin Zhilan. At this time, the Zhiguo is ripe once in three hundred years, and it is said that a Golden Vein Jiupin Zhilan fruit can create a powerful person!

"This Golden Vein Nine Rank Zhilan has never borne fruit, and it has been two hundred and sixty years since it was promoted to the Golden Vein, and it is about to bear fruit. ”

Wu Luo took a closer look, and sure enough, the flower pot and the soil were not ordinary, just the flower pot was a magic weapon in a product!

He nodded: "Okay, Luofu and my festival will be revealed." ”

"However, what happens to Luofu in the future has nothing to do with me. ”

Bian Xiliang also had the same thought as Mu Quanyang: What can I do to trouble you, as long as you don't come to find trouble. ！。