Dragon Emperor reborn in the last days

"Become one!" Chu Han, transformed by the emperor's protozoa, quickly stretched out his hand at this moment, and a bright purple-gold light emitted from his palm, quickly shrouding Chu Han.

Chu Han wanted to escape, but sadly found that at this moment, his spiritual body seemed to be unable to move. This was because the spirit of the Emperor Protozoa was too huge and fixed Chu Han's mental power there.

At the same time, in the calm sea of ​​consciousness, at this moment, a strong wind suddenly blew up, and the waves rolled, just like a storm on the sea.

"boom!"

At this moment, Chu Han even vaguely saw that above the sea of ​​​​consciousness, there were golden lightnings falling continuously, tearing the sky and the earth, and shaking the sky.

Could it be said that this is the power brought about by the full expansion of the Emperor's Protozoa?

Purple-gold light shrouded Chu Han's spiritual body. At this moment, Chu Han felt as if he was forged in fire.

And because of his mental state, his thoughts were even more intense, and the pain was heart-piercing.

Outside, Chu Han's body suddenly shook, and the tentacles extending through Chu Han suddenly trembled, and some even dissipated in mid-air instantly.

"Chu Han" couldn't help but reveal a look of surprise at this time. Chu Han's body was fluctuating like this. Obviously, the battle in the sea of ​​consciousness had entered a critical moment. Chu Han's spiritual body was affected by

Otherwise, his body would not have such a strong reaction.

"Master, hold on!" Taichu said silently at this time.

On the other side, the parasitic mother laughed arrogantly at this moment: "Haha, Taichu, what's wrong? Your master's power is no longer sustainable. It seems that he is close to the edge of collapse. Don't worry,

As an old friend, I will not let him die, I will let him turn into a powerful parasitic warrior, and when the time comes, let him personally destroy the civilization of your era."

"Wishful thinking!" Taichu replied indifferently at this time, and then mobilized his own power again and began to fight with the parasitic mother insect.

On the ground, in a huge banquet hall, powerful people from all over the world gathered here. At this moment, they all looked solemn and solemn. Many people here did not know why the auction was advanced, but

This does not hinder their excitement.

At the entrance of the banquet, Old John, as the person in charge of this auction, naturally stood in front of the door to greet the leaders of all forces. Although it had only been two days, Old John had already become familiar with the leaders of all parties.

I saw him smiling, greeting guests enthusiastically, saying polite words, and welcoming each distinguished guest into the hall.

At this moment, Qiu Yingtong and his party slowly walked over. When they saw Qiu Yingtong and the others, a look of confusion flashed across Old John's eyes, and then his eyes glowed again.

"Welcome, friends from China!" Old John greeted Qiu Yingtong warmly from far away. Then he opened his arms and walked towards Qiu Yingtong, as if he wanted to have a warm exchange with Qiu Yingtong.

Hug, admittedly forgetting the conflict they had two days ago.

At this time, many people around who knew about their festival stopped and looked at Old John with interest. In their opinion, what greeted Old John must be a huge foot, or a fierce blow.

hand.

However, what surprised them was that Qiu Yingtong did not give way at all, but allowed Old John to hug him.

Seeing this, although they were surprised, they could only helplessly shake their heads and lament the madness of this world.

No one noticed that the moment Old John approached Qiu Yingtong, he stuffed a small note into Qiu Yingtong's hand.

The two people looked like they were embracing each other, but in fact it was just a quick illusion. After the report, Old John said happily: "Everyone, your place is ready. Someone will take you there later. I will

I have to meet other friends, so I’ll excuse you for now!”

Qiu Yingtong nodded, and then Old John left. A waiter who was following Old John came to Qiu Yingtong and the others and said softly: "Gentlemen and ladies, come with me, your box is here

This way!"

Then, Qiu Yingtong and the others were seen walking behind the waiter into the passage to the side.

Classes exist everywhere, and it is naturally impossible for powerful forces like these to be separated outside. Each big force has its own box.

But when they entered the passage, what came to Qiu Yingtong and the others was a handsome-faced young man who looked to be no more than fifteen or sixteen years old. More importantly, this young man was dressed in a monk's robe and had a bald head.

He is a little monk.

Seeing Qiu Yingtong and the others walking over, the little monk slowly moved away and changed his mind. At the same time, he looked at Qiu Yingtong and the others, with a kind face on his face and his hands gently clasped on his chest.

, bowed to them and said in a low voice: "Amitabha"

Hearing what the young monk said, Qiu Yingtong and the others couldn't help showing a look of astonishment on their faces, because this young monk spoke Chinese with perfect accents.

"Where in China are you from?" Chen Wu turned to the young monk and asked.

"The young monk comes from the Potala Palace in Tibet. You can call the young monk his Chinese nickname Kong Hui!" At this time, the young monk lowered his head and said quietly to Chen Wu.

The Blood Killing True Monarch on the side suddenly said: "You are the Tibetan soul boy in this life, right?"

The True Monarch of Blood Killing once heard Ouli, a descendant of the army-casting line, say that when he was casting the Dragon Holy Armament for Chu Han, he had seen a magnificent Buddha statue of Holy Light in the land of Tibet. But now,

This young man was able to come to the Rockefeller Base at such a young age. One can imagine how noble his status is.

Hearing the words of the Blood Killing True Monarch, Kong Hui's face did not change at all, and she just replied softly: "The donor is ridiculous, everyone in the world is a Buddha, whether he is a spiritual boy or not, it is all illusion. The young monk is just destined to be a Buddha.

Enter my Buddhist door and save the world with painstaking efforts!"

"Little guy, be careful. I'm afraid those guys from India may have bad intentions towards you this time!" The Blood Killing Lord spoke again at this time.

"Thank you donor for reminding me, I know this!" Kong Hui once again saluted the Blood Killer with his hands together, then turned and left.

"It is rumored in ancient times that the land in the Tibetan area is the cemetery of the gods. It breeds many creatures and has the purest environment in the world. Therefore, it has always been a holy place in the hearts of the Buddhist guys. I think, this time

, Those guys from India will not let this little guy go!" The Blood Killing Lord explained softly at this time.

"Let's go, Buddhism pays attention to fate. If we are destined, we will meet!" Wu Zun said softly at this time, and then the group of people turned around and continued walking towards the box.

At the same time, in Chu Han's sea of ​​consciousness, Chu Han's spiritual body was being melted by the spirit of the emperor's protozoa. The blazing purple-gold light continued to shine on Chu Han's body, trying to slowly assimilate him, but

I don't know why, but it just doesn't work.

At this time, these purple-gold rays seemed to have become a kind of tempering for Chu Han. Under the illumination of these purple-gold rays, Chu Han only felt that his spiritual body had become more condensed.

, although the pain is still unbearable.

"Damn it, I don't believe it, I can't refine you!" I saw a ferocious look on the emperor's protozoa's face at this moment, and then the momentum around him surged, and the purple-gold light on his hands suddenly became rich again.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, waves were rolling, thunder and lightning were crisscrossing, and Chu Han's entire sea of ​​consciousness seemed to be on the verge of collapse at this moment.

"Give it to me!" The Emperor Protozoa couldn't help roaring angrily at this time. The purple-gold light on his hands became even more intense. At the same time, in this light, countless purple lightnings were like winding lines.

Like a spiritual snake, it struck hard at Chu Han's spiritual body.

"Damn it!" When Chu Han saw this, he couldn't help but feel a huge shock in his heart. He could feel that those purple lightnings were incomparably powerful and could definitely destroy the souls of people. (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature.

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