Fantasy: I Can Blow Up All Worlds

"boom."

The wings of the bat that covered the sky propped up the sky in Ganzhou, and then... two shadows flew out from the ancestral land of the purple dragon bat, turned into purple light and disappeared in the sky, flying towards Youzhou.

"Old bat..." Singed Sky Sparrow's voice hesitated.

"Nothing."

The voice of the purple dragon bat passed into the ears of the Singed Sky Sparrow: "It's just to retrieve the blood of my purple dragon bat family, not to divide the good fortune and opportunity of Youzhou."

"..."

The old bats said so, and the Singed Sparrow, known as the Firebird, said no more, and the flames gradually faded.

After the fire disappeared, Chi Jin's eyes didn't disperse for a long time, always looking at Youzhou's direction, and didn't know what he thought of.

After a long time, the red gold eyes disappeared.

however……

After the Chijin pupil disappeared, in a barren mountain in Ganzhou, there was a young figure standing on the top of the mountain.

The conversation between the Singe Sparrow and the Purple Dragon Bat fell into the ears of the young man. In this barren land, the corners of the young man's mouth slowly rose, full of disdain: "The scum of betrayal of the master."

Thousands of miles in the barren mountains, except for the young, there is no sign of anyone.

His voice can only be heard by himself, wrong... Behind him, there was a green pine, which shook slightly, seeming to respond to the boy's words.

"Qingsong, you agree with me too, haha..." The young man laughed happily.

Few people know that the first royal family of Ganzhou lived in this vast mountain range.

A gust of wind blew away the boy's voice.

...

The matter of Ganzhou will not be mentioned for the time being, and the picture returns to Youzhou at this moment.

The purple dragon completely broke free from the blood of the purple dragon bat and got rid of the shackles. He hadn't felt this kind of freedom for a long time.

"Hey."

In the end, the purple dragon turned into a small snake and fell from the sky before Ye Yusheng.

"Bring it."

Reach out your hand directly, without a word of unnecessary nonsense, just ask for benefits.

Zilong: "..."

Tired,

Is it so urgent?

"Young man."

Zilong thought for a while and said, "This king's blood is only one-tenth free."

Hearing that, Ye Yusheng's face changed at that time: "I said it was okay. If you save you once, it will give you a point. Why? Now I don't admit it?

"..."

Ok,

People are cutting boards, I am fish.

For the remaining Jiufen bloodline, Zilong still chose to agree.

No way, he has been trapped for too long, missed Ye Yusheng, next time he wants to meet someone who can understand the language of the dragon, I don't know what year it was.

Can only agree.

"What do you want?" Zilong asked.

"What can you give?"

A joke, Ye Yusheng is a man for two generations. He is familiar with this kind of conversation technique, and he will definitely fall for the first time.

It must be for Zilong to speak up.

"..."

Zilong thought for a while, and said: "I am just a true soul, and there is nothing in my body. In this case, I will teach you a magical power."

"What supernatural power?"

"Purple God Light, the gifted supernatural power of my Zilong clan."

"...No way."

Zilong: "..."

Is it so simple to refuse?

Purple Shenguang is indeed one of the natural supernatural powers of the Zilong clan, very strong.

"Human juvenile."

Zilong thought for a while and continued: "You still don't know the power of the purple divine light. Once the divine light comes out, it can set the world..."

"Not learn."

Ye Yusheng refused again, refusing simply.

alright,

Zilong suits.

"Then... I'll tell you Three Thousand Strikes of the Purple Dragon."

"……Not learn."

"Where is the Zilong Shenyin?"

"……Not learn."

Every time, Ye Yusheng was silent for a moment, and then refused.

Zilong is fascinated: "What do you want?"

To be honest, even Ye Yusheng didn't know what he wanted. The right to choose was not in his hands, but in the hands of the system.

Just now, when Zilong said the purple divine light, he was ready to agree. After all, it was a real dragon's supernatural power, and it was a rare genius to take out any one.

But who thought, when he was about to agree, a word appeared on the system interface: "No."

No, that is to let him refuse.

No way, he must also look down on what the system doesn't like.

When Zilong said what he wanted, two words appeared again in the system interface: "True blood."

"I want your true blood." Ye Yusheng said directly.

What the system wants is definitely a good thing.

"..."

This time, Zilong's turn was silent, and his eyes were full of resentment.

True blood, an adult dragon's entire body can extract less than twenty drops at most.

"I don't have a physical body." Zilong said.

This is a disguised refusal. Without a physical body, no true blood can be extracted: "Otherwise, you can help me take back all the true souls. When I re-condense the physical body, you can extract a drop of essence and blood and give it to you."

"Ding."

The voice of the system suddenly rang in my mind.

This time, it was not a release task, it was more like a reminder.

"True blood does not exist in the body, but in the true soul. An adult purple dragon can extract about 30 drops, and the one in front of you can extract two drops."

what!

Ye Yusheng laughed at that time.

Sure enough, the system openings are all emboldened, as long as it is something he fancy, it will not be empty.

This Zilong actually wanted to lie to him, and laughed, the system is in hand, the world I have this sentence is not just for fun.

"Don't lie to me."

Ye Yusheng said directly to Zilong: "If I remember correctly, the true blood of the true dragon seems to be extracted from the true soul."

"How do you know?" Zilong was surprised.

At this time, it was the secret of the Dragon Clan, which had never been spread.

Of course, some people still know it, but the powerhouse at that level is not something Ye Yusheng can reach.

Zilong was really shocked. Someone knew that the Dragon Clan Mixin, and he was still a human in the small place of Youzhou, it was unimaginable.

"How did you know? Zilong asked."

"Sorry."

Ye Yusheng shrugged: "This is my secret, I can't tell you."

"In the future, every time I rescue your true soul, you will give me a drop of true blood, how?"

"No way."

Zilong refused: "Ten drops of true blood is equivalent to killing the king's half life."

"Then there's no way."

Ye Yusheng didn't care: "It's not me who is imprisoned anyway. Even if you only have this true soul, you can still live very well. Or you can find someone else to try, or ask your family to help you."

"..."

Zilong was silent again.

Threat, he heard the obvious threat.

But he must accept this threat.

In the entire Northern Territory, there is no second true dragon besides him. Even he strayed into this place back then. He happened to be sleepy at the time and slept for a thousand years.

Soon after waking up, he was deceived and fell to this point.

After careful measurement for a long time, Zilong gritted his teeth: "Okay, I promise you."