Holy Dragon Totem

The blood lines it left in Jiang Zizai's body all withered, and there was a lot of demonic energy inside the blood lines. There was nowhere to go in Jiang Zizai's body, and finally it returned to the place where the ancient god's mark was.

Originally, it was going to return to Lu Dingxing's body, but Jiang Zizai felt dizzy at this moment, and he fell to the ground, and his palm couldn't completely pull off the black eyeball...

He was unwilling to do so. Although he didn't know what the current situation was, as long as he pulled it off, although Lu Dingxing lost an eye, he would at least be safe.

However, for some reason, this turbulence of the natal totem consumed a lot of his spirit.

He could only faint in the tense shouts of Jiang Yuning and others, and the world returned to a blank.

The next process was like having a very distant dream, like a deep sleep.

It seemed like an extremely long time.

Finally, he gradually regained consciousness, suddenly woke up, and jumped up!

He was still on the deserted island!

The sky had previously turned into a blood-colored vortex, but now it turned dim and returned to its original appearance.

It was calm, as if everything was over...

"Brother!"

In a daze, someone called out to him, and he turned around and found that it was Ruo Xiaoyue.

Her eyes were wet, and she hugged him, and then everyone else was there, Jiang Yuning, Beishan Jin, Wanqian. And Lingling, lying in Jiang Zizai's arms and crying, her expression was so aggrieved.

Jiang Zizai gradually woke up and recalled what happened before.

"Where's the panda?" Jiang Zizai asked in a trembling voice.

He remembered that in the end, he failed to pull the eyeball off.

"He..." Ruo Xiaoyue's face was pale.

"Dead?" Jiang Zizai asked in a hoarse voice.

"No, but..."

Jiang Zizai didn't have time to wait for her to stammer, he just bypassed them, and sure enough, he saw Lu Dingxing sitting cross-legged under a tree.

His own situation was actually not bad, those blood lines were in a hurry to go to the sea of ​​life, and the damage to his body was limited. During this period of recuperation, he had almost recovered.

"Brother, he's fine." Ruo Xiaoyue caught up and said anxiously.

"It's just that the eye is still inside." Jiang Yuning added.

"Then I'll dig it out again." Jiang Zizai said.

"I can't dig it out, it's inside." Suddenly, an extremely strange voice came, the voice was very low and intermittent, as if it was very difficult to say a word.

This was Lu Dingxing's voice, but it was lower and more mechanical than the previous voice.

While speaking, he raised his head and looked at Jiang Zizai.

Jiang Zizai looked at it in shock. The blood line with the left eye as the core and all over the left side of his body still existed, so that his body still had such a monstrous demonic energy.

The blood-red left eye was almost synchronized with the right eye, staring at Jiang Zizai, with exactly the same eyes, but the blood-red left eye was particularly fierce, and the demonic energy was surging.

"Boss, I'm not dead." He stood up, his body was particularly burly, looking down at Jiang Zizai from such a high position, and there was actually a sense of oppression from his blood-red left eye.

"It can't be dug out, it's growing inside?" Jiang Zizai was stunned.

Lu Dingxing stretched out his palm, blocked his right eye, and opened his lips with difficulty, saying: "This way, I can see."

"This has become your eye?" Jiang Zizai asked in disbelief.

This is the eye of the god and demon who came from nowhere, how could it become his eye?

"No, I know, it may have something to do with you." He spoke in a very strange way, as if his mind was very confused and he needed to sort out his thoughts. When he spoke, he pointed at Jiang Zizai's totem.

"He died, and the eyes left behind, like the corpse, grew here." Lu Dingxing gritted his teeth, and his left eye kept flashing with blood, and the blood followed the blood line and traveled all over his body.

Jiang Zizai probably knew what was going on.

Lu Dingxing said that Jiang Zizai's totem killed the 'him' who controlled the black eye. It was like a soul, and then the eye became a corpse, but it was connected to his body, filling the left eye he lost.

Originally, it was impossible to 'recycle', but it was normal for such a magical thing like the black eyeball to undergo such a change, after all, it was something that flew out from the center of the vortex of the evolutionary world.

"What's wrong with your speech?" he asked.

"No, I don't know, a little, confused, not smooth." The way Lu Dingxing spoke now was actually a little scary, because his left eye was scary, and there was such a gloomy voice.

Jiang Zizai could only check it himself. He looked at it for a long time and found that the blood-colored eyes were simply his, even the blood lines were, completely connected to his body, perfectly integrated, and became a part of his body.

"It's good that you're not dead. But you still have to figure it out and get rid of this thing. Otherwise, you can't speak in a coordinated way, let alone practice and fight." Jiang Zizai thought deeply.

"Boss, it seems like a blessing in disguise." He pointed to his left eye and said, "There is power inside, very powerful."

"Hmm?"

"And, 'his' technique." Lu Dingxing's eyes were a little brighter, but his left eye was even colder.

"Technique?" Jiang Zizai knew that his 'Original Holy Dragon Sutra' came from his natal totem, and the reason why he practiced so fast was largely because of this 'Original Holy Dragon Sutra'.

The effect of the technique was very huge for them.

"Yes, it's called, Taichu, Chaos, Demon God, True Scripture." He said word by word.

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"Taichu Chaos Demon God True Scripture?"

The name sounds very long and cool.

"Is it strong?"

"Maybe, it's very strong." Lu Dingxing said, "If I dig it out, I will lose this power and can't practice it."

It's equivalent to transforming his body, otherwise he can't practice it at all, just like the prerequisite for practicing the Yuanshi Shenglong Sutra is the dragon totem.

But, this should be something in the blood.

"Are you sure that 'he' is dead?"

"Once, shock, instantly, gone. The God Box is terrible."

Jiang Zizai knew what he meant. He was talking about his totem. The black dragon totem came from the God Box.

His totem has never been an ordinary black dragon totem. So far, although there have been many evolution sources, those are things attached to the surface of the totem. The core of his totem is the most terrible.

Jiang Zizai stared at him for a long time.

He finally smiled helplessly.

"Damn it, buddy, maybe you really got a blessing in disguise, but there is just one thing that really makes me feel annoyed." Jiang Zizai said.

"What?"

"You talk like you are constipated..."

"Get lost."

When Lu Dingxing said this, he smiled, although there were blood lines on his left eye and half of his face, and his smile was ugly.

"Boss, you saved me."

"From now on, this life is yours."

"Don't talk nonsense," Jiang Zizai said: "You saved Xiaoyue."

"Okay, let's not be so formal, being alive is the best!" Ruo Xiaoyue took their hands and let them hold them together.