Shen Luo's expression changed, and he flew towards Ao Hong's place to try to stop Ao Qin, but it was too late.
Ao Qin smiled grimly, the purple and golden ball of light condensed from the palm of his palm had reached the center of Ao Hong's eyebrows.
At this moment, the sudden change occurred!
The dark red light flashed by the sunken Linlang ring, and the blood-staining nine bead emerged out of thin air, turned into a red shadow and shot out, flashing in front of Ao Hong's forehead at an incomprehensible speed for ordinary people, bursting into dazzling light The **** light.
The moment Aoqin's dragon claw approached, the purple golden ball of light burst out with an electric wire, and it unbiasedly hit the nine **** bead.
"Noisy..."
Zijin Dianmeng suddenly made a masterpiece, but a curtain of light rose in the **** light, sheltering Ao Hong below.
Just when Shen Luo and the others thought that the purple golden light ball was about to explode, a whirlpool suddenly appeared on the blood-red light curtain and swallowed the purple golden light ball flashing with electric light.
All the electric lights, no more sound.
Before Ao Qin could react, his palm was also pulled vigorously, leaning towards the **** whirlpool.
"What..." Ao Qin exclaimed.
Immediately afterwards, something even more shocking happened to him. The flesh and blood on his hands began to fall apart, turning into strands of indescribable flocs, floating towards the **** whirlpool.
Correspondingly, it was Ao Hong on the other side of the light curtain, whose wounds healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Ao Qin was shocked and struggling, but it didn't work.
His entire palm instantly turned into white bones, and the **** vortex spread towards his arm, and he finally panicked.
Ao Qin made a decisive action, raised his left palm and chopped off his right arm from the elbow. Using the shape of the fuselage, he jumped ten feet away, stopped the blood on his arm, and looked suspiciously at the **** vortex.
Shen Luo was also surprised by the situation before him, and stood aside and didn't get close.
"There are still people who have my breath now?" Before Ao Qin could answer, an old voice came from the **** vortex, full of surprise.
Hearing this voice, Ao Qin's expression also changed, and suddenly raised his head to look at the sky: "Blood-staining Nine Chinzhu? How could it be in the hands of this human monk? Didn't you put it away?"
A figure descended from the sky and landed beside Ao Qin. It was Princess Halloween.
"According to the rumors, when the three tribes of immortals and demons fought against Zhuolu, the ancestor of the dragon clan teamed up with Han Yan to fight against Feng Bo and Yu Shi, but was ultimately defeated and killed by Feng Bo with eight thousand sun winds. , The soul of the ancestral dragon was also blown away by the wind. In the end, the nine chilongs who followed the ancestral dragon condensed the nine blood-scenting jewels with their own essence and blood, and preserved a wisp of the soul of the ancestral dragon. Dragon?" The Halloween princess ignored Ao Qin, and bowed to the nine blood-staining beads, and asked respectfully.
Shen Luoxuan flew to the other side of the Qinxue Nine Chizhu, his eyes flashing at the two, alerting them to grab the pearl.
"Who are you? The dragon bloodline on your body is not weak. It's a pity that your body is invaded by devil qi. Although devil qi can improve your strength, it is a pity that the power of the dragon clan does not blend with it. The higher your cultivation level, the conflict between the two will occur. The stronger you are, you will burst into death sooner or later.” The old voice in the Nine Bloody Nine Orbs sounded again. Although he did not admit his identity, he did not deny it either.
"Thank you Zulong for your guidance. The younger generation has mastered the method of resurrecting the ancestors. I wonder if you intend to leave here with me?" Princess Halloween changed her expression, but immediately recovered her calm, maintaining a respectful tone.
"Senior Ancestral Dragon, this woman is related to the Devil Emperor Chi You. Today, Fang Xiandao is prosperous, and the magic way is declining. Anything related to Chi You will be hunted down by the three realms. Seniors must not be deceived by their rhetoric." Shen Luo couldn't help it. Opened his mouth and said.
After hearing the words, Princess Wan Sheng flashed a trace of murderous intent in her eyes, but she did not dare to show it in front of the Ancestral Dragon, and immediately suppressed it again.
"Haha, Human Race kid, don't worry, I am the Dragon Soul of the Ancestral Dragon. I have already made a contract with the East Sea Dragon Palace. I will never betray my life. You two little guys don't have to bother to resurrect me." The old voice said with a smile. Obviously speaking to Ao Qin, Princess All Saints.
"Since the ancestors have made this decision, then we won't bother much. Go and leave here." Princess Wan Sheng said to Ao Qin next to her, and flew outside.
Upon seeing this, Ao Qin glanced at Shen Luo next to him, and immediately chased him out.
Although Shen Luo wanted to leave the two behind, it was a pity that he was about to run out of mana and was injured in many places on his body, so he could only watch the two leave.
"Thank you, senior, let's save Ao Hong." Shen Luo sensed that the two had gone away, and then turned and said with a fist towards the Qixue Nine Chizhu.
His voice fell, and there was silence in the Dragon Palace treasury, and no one responded.
Ao Hong is still in a coma, the blood-colored light curtain in front of him has not disappeared, and the blood-colored vortex is still spinning faintly.
After waiting for a while, the old voice finally resounded in the **** vortex: "You are not from my dragon family, why do you have dragon blood?"
The voice was rather severe, and it seemed to carry a bit of blame.
After hearing this, Shen Luo didn't know how to explain it for a while.
"You and him are allies?" He was hesitating, but he heard the old voice sound again. UU reading www.uukanshu.com
"Yes." Hearing the word ally, Shen Luo felt a little awkward, but nodded.
"If you want to save him, come near and lend me some of your bloodline power, otherwise his injuries will be accumulated and there will be only a dead end." The old voice continued.
Shen Luo heard the words, and a hesitation flashed in his eyes.
It's not that he is unwilling to borrow some blood power to the other party, but he is a little wary of these old guys left over from the ancient times.
"Why? Has the relationship between allies become so shallow now? Is this what the Xuanyuan clan worried about in the days and times, and people's hearts are not old? It is really too far away from when we fought. If not look at this. The kid is my pure bloodline of the direct dragon clan, and I don't want to provoke my soul power." The old voice said with some mockery.
"Senior, what should I do?" Shen Luo sighed in his heart and stepped forward.
"No need to do anything, just get closer." The voice reminded again.
Shen Luo clenched his fists and stepped to Ao Hong. As soon as he stood still, he heard a scream from behind him.
"Don't go over..."
Shen Luo heard that the voice came from Ao Zhong, and he subconsciously wanted to step back, but because of the injury, his speed was a little slower.
Above Ao Hong's head, the blood-red light suddenly appeared, and seven or eight blood-colored threads in the blood-colored vortex suddenly stretched out, and the sound of "chicks" pierced the center of the sinking eyebrows.
Shen Luo immediately became stiff, and almost instantly, the blood in his whole body coagulated, and the whole person stood stiff in place, unable to move.
Ao Zhong, who had just rushed in from the treasure house, saw this scene, and a look of despair suddenly appeared on his face:
"It's over."
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