Dragon Warrior

Wu Yi was indeed a little careless this time. It seems that the white-bearded old man has been acting with him, and his ultimate goal is to make them submit obediently and fall into this trap that has been set up. As for what he wants to do? What, is still unknown.

Thinking back carefully on the process just now, it was a bit too smooth. With just a few big words, you can obtain the most supreme cultivation technique of Tianhuo Yuanli among Lie Huo Yuanli, which is simply a good thing, but the reality is, What falls from the sky is often not stuffed pie, but a trap wrapped in the coat of stuffed pie. If you don't pay attention, you will fall into it and cannot extricate yourself.

However, Wu Yi didn't feel upset for too long, because with the strength of the old man with white beard, if he really wanted to leave at that time, it was unlikely. It would take a lot of effort to turn his face at that time. Wu Yi took the initiative to stay, and he Naturally, he was happy to see the success, and continued to accompany Wu Yilai in acting, until this moment, before revealing his true colors.

In fact, when he saw this complicated magic circle, Wu Yi already had doubts in his heart. If this white-bearded old man had never been in contact with the outside world like the little boy in the realm of fire, how could he arrange it? Come up with such a complex array? Self-taught, becoming a formation master, this reason is still a bit far-fetched.

"I thought you evolved from the original power of the raging fire. It seems that I made a mistake in my judgment. You are also a human cultivator, but you just controlled the original power of the raging fire. With your cultivation base, it is countless times higher than ours. , I’m afraid it’s already comparable to the God King Realm, I don’t know why you have worked so hard to get us juniors here?” Wu Yi asked unhurriedly. It may be to take one step at a time and slowly think about the countermeasures, but the speed at which he transforms the source of the raging fire is getting faster and faster. As long as he can control the sky fire, he may still have a chance to fight hard.

The old man with the white beard waved his hand, and shot out a yellow light, which enveloped Song Qingmu, and slowly raised it into the midair. He said excitedly: "Boy, at this point, are you still playing tricks on the old man? Your cultivation is indeed It’s commonplace, but the blood that circulates in your body is extremely precious, you should have known this a long time ago!”

"Are you doing it for the golden blood?" Wu Yi woke up suddenly. This guy had the same idea as Ge Hongyu from the Ten Thousand Bat Demon Cave. He wanted to squeeze the golden blood from their bodies. At the beginning, Ge Hongyu didn't know that Wu Yi had the golden blood in his body, so he used the blood exchange method , put myself in it, the situation is different then and now, the cultivation base of this white bearded old man is much higher than that of Ge Hongyu, even not much better than the god king of Sumeru Realm, after all, the god king failed in crossing the catastrophe In the future, only a wisp of remnant soul was left, but he was able to stand alive in front of his eyes, the gap between the two was obvious.

"Hehe... In today's Tianyuan Continent, it is even more difficult to find the descendants of the Golden Family. The old man was trapped here, but he was able to wait for such an opportunity. The two can help me reborn and become a fairy, and I can be regarded as a worthy death, and I have achieved supreme merit, creating a precedent for human monks." The white-bearded old man seemed to think that it was a supreme honor for Wu Yi and the others to be favored by him. Continuously waving, the light of Yuanli condensed one after another profound seals, all of which entered Song Qingmu's body, and soon disappeared. I don't know what he is tossing about, but it feels very strange.

"Qingmu...Qingmu...how do you feel?" Wu Yi wanted to interrupt the behavior of the white-bearded old man, but hot and cold, two completely different forces were circulating in his blood at the same time, and he had no spare power at all. I lost my freedom of movement, so I could only stand aside and worry.

Song Qingmu opened his eyes with difficulty, coughed violently, and panted and said: "Ahem... I don't know what method was used for this, the blood in my whole body is flowing backwards, as if it is about to spurt out, it is not affected by me at all. Control, this taste is too uncomfortable, my head is dizzy, I really can't hold it."

"You have to hold on if you can't hold on. Think about your mother. She put all her energy and hope on you. If you are gone, Fangcuntai will really have no hope at all. And Your sister, without your protection, how would she survive in the dangerous environment of the jungle, and the girl you just fell in love with, would you like to watch other men hold her hand and walk forward?" Wu Yi shouted loudly He said that what he can rely on at this moment is his willpower. If he can stimulate his potential, he may be able to persist for a while. Once he gives up resistance, he will be completely reduced to a fish on the chopping board and can only be slaughtered.

"I...I don't want to, but...really...really can't hold it any longer." Song Qingmu's breathing became heavier and heavier, and the eyes, nose, and mouth gradually overflowed with bright red blood, looking abnormal It was hideous and terrifying, as if the whole body was about to explode.

Wu Yi has already regarded Song Qingmu as his brother. Seeing his brother suffer is more tormented than his own experience. His eyes are tearing apart, and he shouted angrily: "Your grandfather, if you have the ability, just attack me. Don't bully my brother!" , when the young master catches his breath, he will definitely eat you alive."

"Brother, you...don't worry about me, if you can escape, run away quickly, little sister...I'll leave it to you!" Song Qingmu shook his head slightly, no longer had any expectations for survival.

"Tsk tsk... tsk tsk tsk... You really are brothers, don't worry, don't worry, come one by one, the golden blood is so rare, it must not be wasted, or you will be punished by heaven!" The white bearded old man squinted Wu Yi glanced at him, his eyes were full of contempt, he didn't take this threat at all,

After finishing speaking, his figure flickered, and he approached Song Qingmu, very satisfied with Song Qingmu's physique, as if he was looking at a piece of art, his movements became more and more slow, but his expression gradually became dignified, it was already the last moment, There can be no mistakes.

Song Qingmu's whole body began to overflow with blood, and his whole body was covered by blood mist. It was so red that he couldn't even see his appearance clearly. The blood mist kept spinning, and the speed was getting faster and faster. The blood vessels were separated, and finally condensed together to form a drop of golden blood.

The moment the golden blood condensed, the golden light flourished, and the extremely rich life essence diffused out, filling the entire cave, as bright as substance, containing endless power.