Su Bian Cultivation World

As that sentence came to an end, a light blue phantom emerged from the dragon scales on Luo Jiujiang's chest.The structure of this phantom was incomplete, only Han Qianling's head and shoulders emerged, not too close to Luo Jiujiang, and in the dimly lit cave, it looked as if he was cuddling with Luo Jiujiang.

As the shadow of Han Qianling popped up almost instantly, the deep pain in Luo Jiujiang's body gradually faded away as if being soothed by the cool running water, until it was almost gone.

"Qianling..." Luo Jiujiang sighed in a low voice.

Under the crisis just now, even the jade pendant given to him by Zhenshuangliu remained silent, but it was the dragon scale that Han Qianling pulled out as if he "randomly" reacted first.

When he didn't know, how much thought did he spend on this possible moment of adventure?

One has to calculate thousands or tens of thousands of changes in order to save Luo Jiujiang in such a proper way.

Luo Jiujiang was full of emotions at the moment, and there was a touch of tenderness in his expression, but the phantom of the dragon didn't even make another move, and stopped for an elusive reason.

...Thinking about it carefully, he really should stop.

At the seven-day banquet, Shenlong was divided and used by various means, and no piece of armor was left behind.Not only the flesh and blood turned into aura, but also the scale armor, dragon horns and even the soul are filled to this new world.His flesh and blood turned into the first rain of the stinky new world, and he came to an end in this rain, and all remaining existences, tangible and intangible, alive and eternal, were all obtained in his blood rain newborn.

From ancient times to the present, there is no existence that is not bathed in His death and lived.

For example, even if he has only a thin obsession trapped here, he can still pay for the blood debt from every living being who walks here.All the beings in the three thousand worlds, who have eyes, ears, and mouths, all owe Him; but those with spirits, hearts, and sentient beings are also born to make amends to him.

Therefore, even the forbidden jade pendant left by Zhenshuangliu to Luo Jiujiang could not respond to the crisis at this moment, because the jade pendant also contained the blood of the Dragon God.

However, at this moment, there is an existence who can stand in front of his prey without any scruples, face him without fear or guilt, and say "no" to him so confidently.

Could it be that in these three thousand worlds, are there any creatures who can have a clear conscience towards Him?

If the spiritual consciousness left by the Dragon God here is not only composed of paranoia and anger, if this spiritual consciousness has a little thinking and perception ability in addition to devouring and destroying, if it can make the most basic sense of the simplest words If it doesn't react, it should know that such creatures exist.

This is the hatred that peeled off from him, born purely for the sadness and rage of Dragon God at that moment.He gained new life in the spirit of mountains and waters, and before he opened his eyes, he was suppressed for 1 years.

And even today, 1 years later, the hatred and anger in him are still intact. If Luo Jiujiang hadn't been used as a "mediator", it would be difficult for him to perceive the whole world.

... If it is necessary to say that there is any existence in this world that has not owed the Dragon God, and even strictly speaking, the Dragon God owes him, then it must be Han Qianling.

Now this only miracle, the only dragon empress in the three thousand worlds, is magnanimous, fearless, and facing her biological father directly.

The dragon god's spiritual consciousness resides in the essence of the five elements, while Han Qianling's spiritual consciousness resides in one of his own dragon scales.

This is the father meeting his son, Shenlong meeting Shenlong, and destroying confrontation and protection; one of their emotional thoughts will always be frozen at the moment when the seven days split the world, while the other will become more vivid after ten thousand years.

One goes from slashing chaos to the end, while the other refines human flesh and blood from the most filthy and extreme evil thoughts.

One is dead, one is born.

The father and son, who had never met before, finally met. They stood in a silent stalemate for a moment, reflecting each other like each other's images.

Maybe it's because these ten thousand years of career have wiped out all the aura of Dragon God Phantom.The pause lasted only a short moment before it swung its claws again.

Dragon God Xuying moved away from Han Qianling's eyes, and from the point of view, it seemed that Han Qianling had been regarded as non-existent or transparent.It roared at Luo Jiujiang again, the sound was full of meaning that it must win, obviously it had to squeeze all the blood from Luo Jiujiang's body.

The powerful suction rushed towards his face again, Luo Jiujiang gritted his teeth, but he never waited for the burst of peeling pain that should have swept his body.

There was a faint sound in front of him, like Han Qianling sighed.

Luo Jiujiang raised his eyes and found that Han Qianling's light-colored shadow was shining with fluorescent lights at this moment.

"My lord, Zihan Qianling is here. It's the first time we meet, I have something important, and I should tell you now."

Han Qianling's tone was still as polite and steady as ever, even if he was facing a mechanical consciousness that seemed to have no thinking ability, even if he was facing his own father.

...This is also from a certain perspective, the biological father who single-handedly shaped his current situation.

"The purpose of my coming out at this moment is not to see you, but to protect the person behind me." Han Qianling's tone was leisurely and unhurried, as if there were still thousands of words to say, and he was just beginning now. So don't be in a hurry.

However, Luo Jiujiang was keenly aware of the danger in his voice.

"Thousand Ridges!"

Han Qianling didn't look back.

He slowly said his last ultimatum: "So how can I let you - hurt him in front of me?!"

As soon as these words fell, Han Qianling's whole body shone coldly!

The phantom of Han Qianling's shoulder flicked on Luo Jiujiang's shoulder intentionally or unintentionally.Then his whole body turned into a streamer, claw to claw, flesh to flesh, wrestling with the shadow of the dragon god into a ball.

But in the blink of an eye, father and son have turned against each other!

In the chaos, an extremely inappropriate thought flashed through Luo Jiujiang's mind: Although Qianling and Longshen had never met before, judging from their behavior patterns, they were undoubtedly father and son.

The Dragon God is full of pride, so he doesn't use other modes of communication other than Dragon Language; while Han Qianling, knowing that Dragon Language is more convenient for communication, and knowing that he is as proficient in Dragon Language as Human, still insists on using human language. language.

From the perspective of stubbornness alone, the two of them are really similar.

The speed of Dragon God Xuying is so fast, it should be noted that just now Luo Jiujiang's speaking speed could not catch up with the speed of the two of them fighting.It only took an ordinary person to breathe in and out, and the images of Han Qianling and Dragon God were separated, and the colors of both sides were much dimmed.

Luo Jiujiang looked distressed, and immediately said: "Qianling, you go back into the scales."

Han Qianling smiled faintly: "Are you worried about me? It doesn't matter, even if this spiritual consciousness is exhausted, it will just return to the original body."

He tilted his head slightly, and the shadow touched Luo Jiujiang's forehead: "I'm fine, Jiujiang. Even if it's just my separated consciousness, I still want to protect you."

Speaking of this, Han Qianling's voice gradually lowered, and finally he almost whispered: "Jiujiang, you have the flesh and blood of a dragon in your body, we are all constrained... wait for me to do it later, and take the blood out for you. You should seize the opportunity and use it to get rid of the blood." The knife air destroyed the condensed blood beads."

"I've tried it just now. As long as you don't feed it with blood, the phantom left by the Dragon God is already inferior to you in strength. You just have to let go and win it."

Luo Jiujiang paused for a moment, and finally replied with an "um", and then said: "What about you?"

As long as Han Qianling is still there, it is impossible for him not to fight side by side with Luo Jiujiang.Now that he asked Luo Jiujiang to let go of the fight, he naturally excluded himself first.

"I want to pluck your blood." Han Qianling said softly, "I'll make up for you with the drop of Dragon God's blood I took from your body."

"Jiujiang closes his eyes."

Luo Jiujiang's eyes closed and opened subconsciously, and he blurted out "Why take me—" but it was still a step too late.Han Qianling lowered his head, and the illusory blue shadow was caressing his lips, as if he wanted to give him a deep and passionate kiss.

At the same time, Han Qianling's shadow started from the bottom, slowly spreading like fog.The silky light blue smoke melted into the dark heart of the mountain, but more parts quietly followed the texture of Luo Jiujiang's robe to stick to Luo Jiujiang's skin, and then slowly infiltrated.

Luo Jiujiang smelled a little water vapor at the end of his nose.

The moist and hazy water vapor silently enveloped Luo Jiujiang, like a bunch of light spots, like a stack of veils, with this virtual "long kiss", Han Qianling's figure became more and more colorful Faint, and more and more blurred.

The blue brilliance was thrown into Luo Jiujiang's body, and replaced by thin spots of bright red that were leached out.Countless red dots smaller than wheat awns gathered together, and finally made up a drop of blood.

How tiny is this drop of blood, its diameter is no wider than the blade of a knife.If someone intends to use it to quench their thirst, even ten or twenty identical drops of blood may not be enough to moisten the tip of the tongue.

But such a rare existence, when it is dormant in the flesh and blood of Luo Jiujiang's meridians, still contains the power to make Luo Jiujiang's life worse than death.

No more unbearable than the pain of being controlled by the dragon god phantom just now, Han Qianling's speed was fast and gentle, he really didn't lie, he really used himself to make up for Luo Jiujiang's dragon blood.

"Don't worry, I'm going back to my body." Han Qianling's voice even contained a little smile: "I've replaced all the dragon's blood—this mark is much tighter than the one worn on my body. no?"

Luo Jiujiang subconsciously touched Han Qianling's shoulder as if to hold back, but his fingers only touched nothing.His palm passed through the illusory shadow of Han Qianling, but he couldn't touch any trace, and finally landed on his chest with a sense of regret.

"Smash that drop of blood, I'll wait for you outside." Han Qianling's shadow breathed out the last whisper, and then even the last ray of shadow dissipated in the air.

Luo Jiujiang's throat moved slightly.

The drop of blood was hanging in front of Luo Jiujiang's eyes, and the phantom of the dragon god not far away rushed towards the drop of blood like a thunderbolt, like a hungry tiger rushing to eat.At this time, the handle of the knife was under Luo Jiujiang's palm. As long as he had a thought, the knife moved with his heart, and he could smash this drop of blood into thousands of drops in an instant.

Yet he didn't move.

No, it's not accurate to say that Luo Jiujiang didn't move. In fact, Luo Jiujiang took a step back humbly, as if he wanted to deliberately save the drop of blood for Dragon God Phantom.

Just in the time it takes to retreat, Shenlong Xuying has already swallowed up that little drop of blood.This insignificant blood bead merged into the rough lines of Shenlong Xuying, and almost in the blink of an eye, the figure of Dragon God Xuying suddenly swelled.

Luo Jiujiang finally pulled out his knife.

There is almost no suspense in the next hard fight, but even if Luo Jiujiang is given a thousand or ten thousand chances, he will not regret the one he gave up just now.

Of course he couldn't reach out and smash the drop of blood.

Han Qianling asked Luo Jiujiang to do that without thinking, because he only cared about Luo Jiujiang's safety, and because he almost never really cared about any living beings other than Luo Jiujiang, even if that person was his biological father.

But Han Qianling could do this, but Luo Jiujiang couldn't.

Because Han Qianling has never owed the Dragon God, but except for him, when facing the Dragon God, as long as the whole world still has a sense of shame, they should feel ashamed.

Luo Jiujiang heard Han Qianling tell the truth about the seven-day banquet.Not only that, but he had also entered Han Qianling's dream, and witnessed with his own eyes how he was driven to the end, and how desperate and desolate it was.

He can just say "offended", and rush up to fight with the Dragon God phantom; he can also draw his sword against this shadow at this moment, ready to fight to the death at any time.But as long as Luo Jiujiang's original intention remains unchanged, he will not be able to smash the drop of Dragon God's blood, and then rush forward to take advantage of the void and kill the phantom on the spot.

He has neither reason nor position.

No matter what kind of walking corpse the dragon god phantom left in the essence of the five elements is, or what kind of paranoid, tyrannical, unreasonable, incomprehensible, unreasonable, and unmovable existence is not Luo Jiujiang's stop It asks for a reason to get back its own things.

... For this drop of blood, this drop of its own blood, this phantom of the dragon god trapped in the mountainside, it may have been waiting for 1 years.

As long as the sky and the earth were split into more than 3000 pieces, as long as it died.

Luo Jiujiang watched Lanlong put the blood beads into his body again, and when he made this important decision that could determine his life and death, there was no hesitation or hesitation in his eyes.

He was as firm as if he was in the palace of death, he carried Xie Chuncan who didn't know when he would wake up, and looked for the exit, walking a long road that seemed to never end; it also seemed that he directly told You Su the truth , never had any scruples because of the influence of Youjia.

There are no shocking waves in the sea, and there is no sound of worry for a child.

Luo Jiujiang will always be such a person.

At this moment, seeing that the drop of blood finally returned to its original owner, Luo Jiujiang still showed a smile even though even the ends of his hair were blown by the wind when the phantom of the dragon god soared.

With a flick of his wrist, the blade unhesitatingly showed its sharp edge towards Shenlong Xuying.

"Father-in-law, if I can still win by chance this time, what if you lose to my son?"

Dragon God Xuying obviously didn't think much of it.

Facing the cold light cast by the light and shadow of the blue dragon like lightning, Luo Jiujiang didn't show any fear at all. You are joking. You don’t need to lose your son, he has long been my dragon.”