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Chapter 397 Thunder Tribulation, Little Dragon is Birth

With a wave of his hand, the dragon egg floated in front of Xiao Heng: "Little guy, you have to hold on!"

As if hearing Xiao Heng's words, mysterious lines appeared on the dragon egg, silver light lit up, and a little dragon lay quietly in the dragon egg, as if it would open its eyes in the next second.

Seeing this, Xiao Heng nodded. Xiaocao must be right. With a wave of his hand, the dragon egg flew into the sky and stood in front of Xiao Heng and the medicine cauldron. (Brothers, what do you mean, is there a possibility that it is afraid?

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Finally, after a few more breaths of brewing, a silver bolt fell fiercely from the sky, and then hit the dragon egg hard, and the dragon egg also lit up with an incomparable mysterious light.

After the thunder was extinguished, the little dragon in the dragon egg moved imperceptibly, as if it was about to wake up with joy.

It could have been born a long time ago, but it has never been born because of some special reasons. It needs an opportunity, and perhaps this thunder tribulation is its opportunity.

Seeing the dragon egg motionless, Xiao Heng breathed a sigh of relief. He was really afraid that the dragon egg would be broken.

"But, Xiaocao, are you sure this thunder is meant to split the sword? I'm sure it's not meant to split the dragon." Xiao Heng seemed to have suddenly discovered something.

Xiaocao rolled her eyes, but didn't speak.

Asking for trouble, Xiao Heng said nothing more. The sword in the tripod has been fully formed. Now, he no longer needs to continue to pay blood and soul. He only needs to use flames to maintain its state. It will also take a certain amount of time.

Pregnant and nourishing spirituality.

Boom!

Another thunderbolt fell. This time, the light emitted from the dragon egg was even more dazzling. After the thunder, an invisible spiritual force was slowly being injected into the dragon egg between heaven and earth. With this invisible force,

With the injection of spiritual intelligence, the spirituality in this dragon egg has become more and more abundant. At the same time, it has become more like a native creature of this world.

Then, the third and fourth thunder fell, and until the sixth thunder fell, the vitality in the dragon egg became more and more abundant. Its eyes still did not open, but the eyelids trembled slightly, and it had obvious signs of

His breathing felt like he was about to be born.

However, it seems that it can't hold on anymore. It has very little strength left, and the mysterious light emitted by the dragon egg has also dimmed a lot. It seems that it can't hold on anymore, but the thunderclouds in the sky have not dispersed.

, on the contrary, I am still saving, and the saving time this time is much longer than before, as if I am holding back my ultimate move.

Finally, the last sword fell from the sky, and at this last second, the long sword in the cauldron trembled violently, and then flew directly out of the cauldron.

The next moment, a slender hand directly grasped the red sword hilt.

The scorching temperature didn't seem to cause any harm to Xiao Heng. He held the sword and the sword trembled.

"Don't worry, just let me strike!" Ling drew his hand across the blade of the sword, and the blood made the already red sword even more vivid.

The next second, the thunder fell, a sword light flashed across the sky, the sword slashed the thunder, Xiao Heng dressed in white, with long hair flowing, holding the sword, stood in front of the dragon egg.

After the last thunderbolt was chopped into pieces, the sword in his hand was violently struck, and then quickly solidified, washing away the lead. The last layer of black scum detached from the sword, and then turned into fly ash, and the sword finally

It was officially formed at this time.

What kind of sword is that? The sword is four feet long. The blade is snow-white, with a faint metallic light. Mysterious lines spread on the sword. The sword grid is a silver hollow, and there are inverted dragon scale-like lines on the hilt.

, the sword head is raised, with a moon shape on the outside and a sun shape on the inside.

Just by holding it, Xiao Heng could already feel the power contained in it. The sword slashing the thunder had already proven its power.

The thunder struck, and the spiritual sword formed on its own. It separated from Xiao Heng's hand, trembled slightly, and circled around Xiao Heng twice. The sword sounded, as if calling Xiao Heng.

Xiao Heng smiled. He could feel the connection between this sword and him. This was a sure thing. After all, it was made with his blood. This sword belonged to him and only to him from the time he was born. The spiritual sword has

Spirit, it has recognized its master. If it falls into the hands of others, it will no longer be able to use this sword, and it may be backlashed.

Feeling the excitement of the spirit sword, Xiao Hengfu thought in his heart: "What name should I give you!"

"Let me think about it, you killed the thunderbolt when you were born. Between heaven and earth, the most powerful thing is to open up the sky and open up the earth, and you! Hey! If you have it, you can call it "Zongheng" to control the world. How about it?" Xiao Heng

After thinking for a moment, he looked at the sword.

Hearing this name, Changjian became even more excited. It nodded, circled around Xiao Heng, and finally stood in front of Xiao Heng. In front of the sword grid, the words vertical and horizontal appeared on the sword.

"It seems that you also like this name very much!" Xiao Heng nodded. Zongheng swordsmanship was the starting point of his sword, and this was also the first sword he refined for himself, which has a profound meaning.

Okay~_~! The author admits that he is a bad namer! Okay!

Zongheng liked this name very much and flew happily in the sky as if cheering. Xiao Heng extended his hand to it.

"come back!"

call out!

The long sword flew back automatically, but did not fall into Xiao Heng's hands. Instead, it went straight into Xiao Heng's hands. Xiao Heng raised his hand, looked at the sword-shaped mark on his arm, and smiled slightly. Zongheng belonged to him, and so did he.

Zongheng, his body is the scabbard of Zongheng's sword.

At this time, Xiao Heng had time to take care of the dragon egg. However, the dragon egg did not seem to be in good condition. Xiao Heng held him in his arms, dropped it to the ground, and let go of the dragon egg. The dragon egg automatically lifted three feet off the ground.

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The light was shining, and Xiao Heng could see the little dragon struggling and constantly hitting the eggshell.

"Are you about to be born? I also want to have my own dragon. When you grow up, I will ride a dragon." Xiao Heng looked at the dragon egg with anticipation. Who can resist the temptation of a dragon.

"Come on! Come on, little guy!" Xiao Heng couldn't help it with the process of breaking the shell. He could only watch it hit the dragon egg again and again, twice. The dragon egg also cracked a crack, but the little dragon also couldn't help it.

It seemed like thunder and stopped.

Then, the little dragon took a rest and worked hard. The dragon's horn hit the crack hard, and the crack expanded. The little dragon showed its head at noon. It gasped for breath, but its eyes were still closed. After a rest, it peeled off the eggshell little by little.

Tighten your stomach.

As the eggshell was pushed and eaten bit by bit, the aura on its body gradually became stronger. Soon, it broke through the fifth level, and its scales also exuded mysterious patterns, not just the scales, but every part of its body.

Mysteries appear in every part.

Seeing this little guy eating the eggshell with his eyes closed, Xiao Heng was a little impressed by the cuteness and wanted to reach out and touch it, but he still held back because now was not the time.

The little guy's body became stronger little by little. Although the body was still small, Xiao Heng could feel that it was quickly becoming stronger. He couldn't help but envy this little guy. He had such a powerful power right after he was born.

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After looking at the eggshell, it must be a good thing! But fortunately he was upright, otherwise he might have stolen the eggshell.

After the last piece of eggshell was eaten, the little guy seemed to be tired, so he just lay there. The strength he was born with allowed him to fly as soon as he was born.

Slowly, the little guy's aura gradually returned to calmness. At this time, its aura was also stable at the level of a sixth-order monster. Obviously, the Dragon God had paid a lot for this little guy, otherwise it wouldn't have been born.

As powerful as she is, in such a comparison, Zi Yan seems a bit miserable.

Don't think too much, the more you think about it, the worse it will be.

As its breath stabilized, the little guy also regained some energy. It opened its eyes, with crystal clear eyes, silver scales, and even the saliva flowing out, with a hint of strange fragrance.

It looked at Xiao Heng, blinked its eyes, and tilted its head, ah! It was so cute!

Before Xiao Heng stretched out his hand to it, the little guy seemed to understand something on his own. He floated in front of Xiao Heng's eyes, and then gently licked Xiao Heng's face with his pink tongue.

Then, as if he was happy and relieved, he got into Xiao Heng's chest. Well! It was a bit flat and not good for water. He got into his left arm along the clothes, closed his eyes, and fell into a deep sleep.

Xiao Heng smiled, he was just born! He was so sleepy, but after a long time, he had a little guy wrapped around his hand. He really missed it! I don’t know what happened to the Sky-Swallowing Python. Was it caused by Medusa?

Swallowed.

But it shouldn’t be. After all, the sky-swallowing python did not die in the original work, and later became the companion spirit beast of Medusa’s daughter. If you think about it this way, it seems very good to let the sky-swallowing python be your daughter’s companion spirit beast.

"Uh! I'm overthinking it a bit!" Xiao Heng suddenly realized, and then he thought: "I don't seem to have thought too much. I should be better than that woman now! It's not impossible."

Thinking about it, Xiao Heng walked to the side of the medicine cauldron, waved his hand, and a burst of fighting spirit blew away the residue in the medicine cauldron. Najie flashed and took the medicine cauldron back to Najie.

"Speaking of which, Xiaocao, how long have we been gone?"

"I don't know. You go out and ask someone yourself." Xiaocao said angrily. She even asked him about this trivial matter. Did you have nothing to do?

"That's true!" Xiao Heng nodded and looked back at the valley. This place should be pretty good, but as things have happened, it's time to leave.

Sitting down cross-legged, after another day of recovery, Xiao Heng opened his eyes, and a bright light flashed in his eyes. He took one step forward, and in the next moment, he was hundreds of meters high in the sky.

The black wings on his back spread out. Teleportation is easy to use, but it takes too much fighting spirit, and his flying speed is not faster than teleportation. Teleportation is only faster for short distances. It is okay to use it from time to time. If it is used for a long time, he is now

I can't stand it either.

"Speaking of which, Xiaocao, is the attribute panel still there?"

"What do you want to do?"

"Hehe! It's nothing, I just want to see how strong I am now." Xiao Heng smiled. He would never admit that the author had forgotten some of the previous fighting skills. He needed to summarize them and then forget them.

of elimination.

(End of chapter)