Chapter 1647: Soul guard

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"That direction is where the tomb of the dragon is. The dragon soul will float to the tomb. After a while, it will be revived."
Seeing the incomprehensible eyes of Zi Zi, the tomb explained,
"Purple, this is Longjing, you have a look," the python handed Longjing to the sable,
Long Jing can have a big fist, which contains a huge force. He tried to absorb it and found that he could swallow the power.
This power is pure, and it is purely advanced than the alien heart.
Seeing the surprised expression of Zi Yan, the grave guard said with a smile: "This dragon crystal is indeed a good thing, even the Western dragon is a treasure, but it is useless to us,"
"How can it be useless," Zi Yan looked puzzled.
"The dead dragon, the defense is greatly reduced in all aspects, it is not comparable to the living dragon, so even if the material of the dragon is used to refine the weapon and the armor, it still has no great use for the dragon."
"You can try to open it here and let other people come," Zi said again.
The cemetery immediately shook his head: "This is impossible. The dragon is sleeping in the land. It is not allowed to disturb the intruder. It is already a last resort. I have been practicing for thousands of years. I know the intruders very well. Once they find it, then It’s when our death comes,"
This method is indeed not feasible. There are fewer people, and it is useless to the war. But once there is more, the mind will have different ideas. Maybe it will kill the aborigines and replace them.
Because this is a fortune, no, it should be said to be a treasure, a huge treasure,
Once it is for itself, it can be rich and enemies.
However, at present, this treasure can only be seen and cannot be dug, and it is full of danger.
"What to do now," can not find reinforcements, relying on the power of three people to move this tens of thousands of dragons is undoubtedly a daydream,
At this moment, even the purple scorpion has no idea.
"Snapped,"
Just when the three did not know what to do, they heard a crisp explosion.
The dragon crystal in the hands of the sable blasted, and the energy contained in it disappeared, and the purple scorpion looked wrong.
"Master, there is a very pure power here. If I get more, I will be able to advance again," the sound of the Dragon Soul came out at this time.
It is a good thing to let the Dragon Soul Gun advance, but unfortunately, if you want to get Longjing, you need to kill a dragon.
Just after World War I, the python was seriously injured and it took a while to heal.
As for the purple sable, although it has the ability to kill the dragon, it takes time. The sable is not sure. During the fighting process, other dragons will come to help.
In the face of the tens of thousands of dragons, the battle is afraid to take the lead and move the whole body. It is very difficult to kill the dragon in this situation.
After hesitating for a while, Shen Sheng asked: "You can shield the dragon's perception from this mask."
Keeping the tomb and nodding: "Yes, you can block the perception of all dragons,"
"That's good,"
Zi Yan took the gun out of the mask. Since he came, he always has something to do. Now, he has to personally feel the power of the dragon.
The purple scorpion just walked out of the mask, which caused the attention of a dragon. The other side immediately swooped down, with a power that was not weaker than the previous one, and even stronger.
This dragon did not directly impact, and after diving into the air, it suddenly stopped, and the mouth was sprayed with dragon inflammation.
The fiery flame spreads toward the purple sable,
"Hey,"
At the foot of the purple scorpion, the figure vacated and rose from the blazing dragon. He clenched the dragon gun and stabbed the dragon with a gun and a gun.
Western giant dragons are huge, but their perceptions and reactions are very sharp. In the face of the purple scorpion, such as the sharp blow of electro-optical light, it can actually avoid, and when the purple scorpion is too late to force, it is launched a counterattack.
The slender, lizard-like tail, with a sharp, broken air, swept toward the purple sable.
"Snapped,"
The shape of the sable is bursting in an instant, but fortunately it’s just a residual image.
The purple scorpion jumped into the back of the dragon, and the two hands clenched the dragon gun. The whole body flashed with dazzling golden light, and the gun was pushed to the bottom.
"Hey,"
The dragon gun fell, the Martian splashed, the scales touched by the gun tip collapsed immediately, and the purple cicada was also stepped back by the earthquake, almost planted from the dragon.
The dragon obviously suffered from pain, the sound became extremely sharp, the huge wings closed, the body began to rotate at a high speed, the force of the space around it began to madly twist, and one after another violent wind appeared out of thin air, sweeping in all directions.
"Damn,"
The shape of the purple scorpion is obviously unstable, and a slamming sound, a force emerges from the sole of the foot, and it is stuck on the dragon's back. At the same time, the dragon gun in his hand is lifted again. In the golden light of the dragon, the dragon gun is facing the same place. Sting,
"puff,"
In the place where the scales were broken, the dragon gun completely broke the defense, and the dragon gun stabbed the dragon's body, but only penetrated less than ten centimeters.
"Dragon soul, quickly swallowed," Zi Yan anxiously,
Above the top of the head, there is a strong breath, and other dragons have noticed.
The silver light flashed above the dragon gun, and the dragon soul began to swallow, but its phagocytic effect was far worse than when it was outside.
Obviously, in the face of the mighty Longwei between heaven and earth, the Dragon Soul is also suppressed.
In the face of engulfing the dragon, it is more painful, and the intensity of the tumbling is increased. At the same time, a strong energy fluctuation is ushered in the whole body, and the purple scorpion is directly shaken out.
The purple scorpion returned with a gun, and after a few flashes in the air, he returned to the mask.
Above the Scorpio, the wounded dragon, staring at the bottom, seems to be exploring the position of the purple scorpion.
"How," the two looked at the purple,
"The dragon gun grade is too low, plus Longwei is too strong here, can't play ten percent of the power," Zi said.
"What can I do," the two began to worry about.
"You can only wait for the dragon gun to advance again, but the number is too small, and the number must be increased." After a moment of indulgence, Zi Yan asked: "If there are some more devouring gods, then it would be better."
After hesitating for a while, he asked: "How much do you want to be,"
"Eleven,"
The cemetery immediately understood the reason why the purple scorpion asked for eleven, apparently because of the eleven people of the rough stone, saying that the eleven people, the trust of the value,
"I can't be the master of this matter, you come with me,"
"Where to go,"
"I can't condense and swallow the gods, I can only find other people,"
After the purple scorpion followed the cemetery, it has been going on for dozens of miles.
During this period, Zi Yan saw a piece of another dragon, saying that it was only too much to say that it was too much.
The uncomfortable purple scorpion suddenly felt repressed again. This time, even the dragon soul in the dragon gun seemed to be restless.
Among the sights of Zi Yan, there was a towering mountain peak, and the repressed breath came from the mountain peak.
At the top of the mountain, there is a large dragon flying.
The tomb guard pointed at the mountain and said: "There is the tomb of the dragon, the place we guarded for generations,"
Like the tomb of a mountain, the middle part may be empty, a bit like a volcano, and there are always dragons flying out of it.
The tomb did not enter the dragon tomb with the purple dragonfly, but came to the foot of the mountain, on a huge open space.
With an energy spurt out, there is a portal out of thin air, and the tomb is first stepped in, followed by the purple cicada and the python.
The figure has just appeared, and there are a few swaying weapons that fall in the throat of the three people.
I saw three people around, and there were one figure after another. They looked cold and murderously staring at the three people.
"Ba Li, it's me," said the tomb, watching a strong man.
"Oh, it’s the patriarch, the patriarch is back,"
"It’s the patriarch and the python,"
"It’s the patriarch, the patriarch is finally back,"
Recognizing the tomb and the python, the hostility of other people’s faces is scattered, and the faces are excited.
But there are still a few people who watched the sables with vigilance.
"Small patriarch, he should be an intruder," said an elderly aboriginal in the ranks, staring at Zi Yan.
An intruder, let other people's face transient, the weapon just put down again, but this time, all aimed at the purple, everyone just gleeful eyes, all of which became cold and cold at the moment,
"He is my friend, you can't be rude," the grave guard stepped forward and stared at everyone.
Although it was only a first-time slam dunk, but everyone did not dare to touch the gaze of the tomb, bowed one by one, put down the weapon,
"Where is Wang Bo," asked the tomb,
"The elders are in the deliberation hall, the patriarchs are coming with me," the former strong man Baal said.
"Purple, follow me,"
Keeping the tomb indicates that the purple scorpion is keeping up, and the python is subconsciously walking behind, obviously guarding against other people’s rash shots.
Everyone looked at the three people leaving, and the expression was very puzzled. They didn’t understand why the young patriarchs wanted to bring back an intruder.
When the three figures disappeared completely, one of the talents said: "The cultivation of the young patriarch seems to have decreased,"
"Have it,"
"Yes, it’s just like getting into the domain,"
"It seems that I just felt a little strange,"
"Well, why do the patriarchs fall off the border, is it... the patriarch is injured,"
Listening to the arguments from the side, the old man seemed to think of something, and whispered: "Soul guard,"
"What do you mean," everyone heard the voice and looked at the old man with a confused look.
"The realm of the patriarchs cannot be reduced for no reason. There is only one reason for this. It is that the intruder has a high potential and has a of devotion," the old man said.
"Devouring the gods, what is that," many people heard this for the first time.
"A godly seal of a strange secret refinement can break the curse of the intruder. For the intruder, it is a real treasure." Immediately, the old man sneered: "But the intruder can never think of it, as long as it is refined." Turning the devour of the gods, it becomes a soul guard,"
Looking at the expressions of the people still incomprehensible, the old man sneered: "It is a slave or a jealousy, as long as the patriarch is a thought, then the soul guard will die, and the loyalty of the soul guard is unquestionable."