Chapter 944: Strip the dragon veins, the white dragon will go
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The Rise of The Mythical Dragon
- Yanmen
- 1428 characters
- 2021-01-31 05:24:37
Mo Xie, who was held by Zhu Yanyu's hands, looked a little curiously at the panic-stricken Bai Jiao, his agile eyes rolled, and then looked at Ou Yezi.
"Father, this Bai Jiao is not easy to practice after all, I'm afraid that no one will lead him to take the wrong path."
After being reminded, Ou Yezi's complexion didn't look much better. He stared at the cowering Bai Jiao with his eyes fixedly, and then he said: "Did you never know about the Dragon Emperor's move?"
I saw that Bai Jiao shook his head, his eyes filled with doubts.
"Don't you know that Weishui rebuilt the Dragon Gate?" Ou Yezi frowned and looked at Bai Jiao and asked.
Still shaking his head with a blank face, even Ou Yezi became speechless at this moment. When was this stuff suppressed?
At this moment, that Bai Jiao seemed to see the dissatisfaction in Ou Yezi's expression, his mouth opened slightly, and a hesitant voice rang.
"Master, dare to ask that the patriarch of the Baijiao clan is in the Dragon Palace?"
Looking at Bai Jiao unexpectedly, Ou Yezi asked: "You can talk?"
"You, you didn't ask me, am I?" Bai Jiao said aggrieved.
Thousands of years ago, I was bound to this Ibaraki mountain, in order to avoid the catastrophe, because I went wrong, I only passed the first catastrophe. At that time, I was unconscious, and the area of Ibaraki mountain was more than a hundred. The villages and towns in the village have suffered a lot, and they have done a lot of evil things.
So at that time, Ou Yezi had no temper at all when he shouted at him. Thinking about it, he changed the origin of the power of blood evil.
After hearing that Bai Jiao was bound by it, Ou Yezi's face looked better. But still a little gloomy.
Looking at the other party, Ou Yezi said, "Your road to transforming a dragon has been cut off, and you are hopeless in this life. Even now you return to Zhenhai Dragon Palace, you can't register it."
All the Dragon Clan in the world must be registered on the jade plate of Zhenhai Dragon Palace. This is the case for the Bai Jiao clan. At this time, he has already lost his way.
Hearing Ou Yezi's words, that Bai Jiao suddenly felt distressed, and his face was full of regret.
This scene fell in Mo Xie's eyes, and the little girl suddenly felt distressed. She was a member of the tribe. Is there really no way to solve it?
"Fine, I haven't escaped this calamity for thousands of years. It is no regrets that I can know the status quo of my fellow clan today. I beg your Lord to do it yourself and send you a ride."
With a sigh, the Bai Jiao lowered his head and said, his expression full of decline.
This was also a helpless move. If he didn't die in Ou Yezi's hands, he would later die under the catastrophe, as if he existed, after doing his best, there would be no possibility of reincarnation.
After hesitating for a moment, Ou Yezi frowned and said, "It's not impossible."
When everyone heard this, their expressions suddenly brightened, and even Bai Jiao was no exception. The light in his eyes flashed and said, "What can I do?"
"Peel off the dragon veins to protect you."
"Peel off the dragon veins!?" Bai Jiao was taken aback for a moment. After a catastrophe, he has already cultivated the dragon veins, but how many years will he live after this thing is peeled off? What is the difference between this and dying yourself?
Just as Bai Jiao was puzzled, I saw that Ou Yezi glanced at the Bai Jiao, and then said: "You are entangled in cause and effect, all because of the dragon veins. After the dragon veins are stripped off, they will be sent into reincarnation, which can guarantee your white dragon body."
"It's just..." Bai Jiao hesitated a little, his dragon veins would not dissipate automatically. The tribulation still existed, maybe it would cause catastrophe.
Ou Yezi naturally knew what Bai Jiao was worried about, and after a slight smile, he said, "I want to make a sword, but I have a dragon soul. Your dragon veins can barely be used."
After blending into the sword, you can be regarded as your own after the calamity, this arrangement is the most perfect.
Thinking of this, Bai Jiao showed a hint of joy on his face, and then lowered his huge head and said, "Let's take orders from the Lord!"
"You still need to report to Zhenhai Dragon Palace at this time, wait for me for a while."
Seeing that Bai Jiao didn't oppose his arrangement, Ou Yezi took out a jade medal from his chest, crushed it easily, and a ray of golden light went straight to the East China Sea.
And that Sun Wu was already stunned at this time, and he knew what he had just experienced.
Who could have imagined that the opportunity for himself would be so great.
In Zhenhai Dragon Palace, a ray of golden light went straight to the Long Palace hall, and Ao Fan, who was sitting on the dragon's seat, captured the golden light with one hand.
Ou Yezi has been making swords for several years, but now that the difference is the last one, Ao Fan has naturally been thinking about the matter in his heart. After he understood what was in the golden light, the corners of his mouth raised slightly.
"It's really nowhere to find a place to break through the iron shoes. It takes no effort to get it, but it saves me one thing."
A ray of golden light condensed in his hand, and then I saw Ao Fan's fingers move slightly, and a ray of golden light left Zhenhai Dragon Palace directly.
However, with the effort of sticking incense, the Dragon Emperor responded. At this time, Ou Yezi was a little surprised. After comprehending the dragon emperor's order in the golden light, even Ou Yezi himself looked at Bai Jiao strangely.
This Bai Jiao still has this chance?
Seeing Ou Yezi's appearance at this time, Bai Jiao felt a little worried for a while, and did not understand what Ou Yezi's eyes meant at this time.
"But isn't it right?" Bai Jiao asked with some worry.
At this moment, Ou Yezi's secret sound came to his ears, and he told Bai Jiao the Dragon King's decree, only to see that Bai Jiao trembled immediately. After that, he bowed in the direction of the East China Sea.
"Master, do it."
Bai Jiao's eyes gleamed brightly. After learning about the Dragon Sovereign's arrangements for him, there was no half hesitation. Such an appearance that looked like a generosity to death made Sun Wu stunned.
I saw that Ou Yezi nodded, and pushed forward with one hand, and his hand landed on Bai Jiao's seven inches.
The dragon strength in his hand condensed, and golden light radiated from the seven-inch position of the white flood, and a faint golden thread floated out.
Ou Yezi's eyes flashed, his hands squeezed the floating silk thread suddenly, and then his figure took a step back, his arm suddenly closed, and a long gold thread was directly pulled out by Ou Yezi.
The Bai Jiao's body suddenly stiffened, and the blue light in his eyes dimmed a lot, and the power of the blood evil spirit and dragon power that had been entangled on his body were also instantly dispersed.
I saw that the more obvious pair of dragon horns on the white Jiao's head also fell off instantly.
The dragon vein that had been pulled out turned around and wrapped around Ou Yezi's arm.
"Hoo~!" He breathed a sigh of relief, the Bai Jiao's eyes were dim, and he didn't have to move forward, as if he had been seriously ill, but there was a hint of freedom in his expression.
"Thank you, Master." After bowing his head and bowing, all the momentum on that Bai Jiao's body was dissipated, and even his cultivation base was quite weak.
Ou Yezi handed a pill to Bai Jiao, and then he said, "There is a mountain range more than a thousand miles northwest of here. You can stay there. Remember the Dragon Emperor's decree. If it is bad, you Then there will be no such opportunity."
Hearing this, Bai Jiao nodded slightly, and then set his gaze on Mo Xie, the light in his eyes turned, and the huge Jiao head came close to Mo Xie.
With a big mouth, a bead was spit out.
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