"Drink!" Qinghuang yelled, and the weapon in his palm immediately released cold air and enveloped the huge dragon's skull.
The Black Scale Demonic Dragon immediately said: "The old skull's fire resistance is first-rate, but its resistance to low temperature and cold air is much weaker. Now we need to slightly reduce its hardness first, so that we can easily change and reduce its shape."
After hearing what he said, Guan Heng and Qing Huang nodded in unison: "This makes sense."
"唔——" It was too late to say it, but soon enough, the black-scaled old dragon let out a low roar in an instant, and immediately spit out a large amount of demon spirit breath to cover the frozen solid dragon's skull, "Ke La La - La La La -" Just listen to this thing continuously making harsh and crisp sounds, and then producing countless crack marks.
"Uh, oops, is it because the ancestor is old and can't control his strength, so he wants to destroy this thing?"
The sword-maned wild lion was chattering beside him. Guan Heng and Qing Huang couldn't help laughing secretly after hearing this. They thought that this wild lion was really a talker. But at the next moment, the black-scaled demon dragon roared: "Broken!"
"Bang! Click!" The huge demon dragon's skull exploded into powder, and then the wind roared, and the bone powder suddenly formed a rapidly rotating vortex in the air.
"Ahem... Uh-huh..." It coughed twice in a low voice at this moment, and then muttered: "Hey, I'm really old. I just put in a little effort, but now I'm actually starting to pant."
However, the crushed bone powder in the air continued to rotate, and after absorbing the breath of the demon dragon, it instantly changed into another form: a boxy shape.
"Bang!" The next moment, the object fell to the ground, and the Black Scale Demonic Dragon immediately shouted: "Immediately use the power of original fire and freezing cold air to cover it. After allowing this object to withstand the attack of fire and ice, it will increase its resistance to damage." The resistance of two forces.”
"okay."
Guan Heng and Qing Huang took action at the same time, releasing the original fire energy and freezing aura, and swept the strange thing at the same time. They could only hear the "crackling" sound in the red and blue vortex enveloped by the fire aura and cold air. There is something that has been tempered repeatedly and condensed into its own inherent form in the blink of an eye.
"It's done! Take away all your power." As the black-scaled demon dragon shouted, the two of them instantly withdrew their strength. The sword-maned lion and the three-legged bird that landed on top of their heads were stunned to see it. He stuttered and asked: "Then, what is that thing inside?"
"Hehehe, little lion, come closer and take a look."
"Yes, thank you, ancestor." The wild lion and the bird were full of curiosity and immediately rushed forward to take a look. They saw the red and blue qi disappear in all directions, and a box several feet square appeared inside.
A layer of dazzling bright silver light appeared on the surface of the box, which kept flickering and shining. There was also a pattern of fine lines on the head of a huge demonic dragon, which was very eye-catching.
"This is a 'fire-avoiding keel box'. It is most suitable for holding sacred objects like flint that emit blazing heat." The Black Scale Demonic Dragon said with a smile at this time: "This kind of casting method was still used by Zhu Rong back then. What the adults taught me, I didn’t expect that now I will give it back to you, hahaha.”
Guan Heng gently stroked the edge of the box with his fingertips and then nodded slightly: "Well, this box is really good. It has a simple and elegant appearance without losing its exquisiteness."
"It is indeed very beautiful." Qing Huang said from the side: "Senior, please rest assured that we will take good care of this thing and make good use of it."
"Haha, that's good, that's good. A handful of old dragon's bones can make some contribution to the benefactors, and it's worth the money."
Hearing what the black-scaled demon dragon said, Guan Heng and Qing Huang also looked at each other and smiled, and he continued: "Without further ado, senior, we have to leave here and return to Zhurong Palace. Before leaving, I will take the silkworms first. The location of the dragon's current habitat tells you that you might be able to meet if there is a chance."
The Black Scale Demonic Dragon nodded quickly and said: "Uh, thank you very much, Guan Heng, you are really thoughtful."
…
After a short while, Guan Heng and the others came out of the cave on the Huangyan cliff and returned to the flat ground.
The three-legged bird rubbed Qinghuang's cheek on her shoulder, and then said: "Sister, sister, I really can't bear to leave you."
"Little bird, I can't bear to leave you either."
Qinghuang gently combed the opponent's feathers with his fingertips and said: "But I will leave here soon, but here are your relatives and friends. By the way, there is also the sword-maned lion, which he also likes very much. You, you have to stay here and live freely, do you understand?"
"I know, chirp, chirp..." As he spoke, a look of sadness appeared in the eyes of the three-legged white-feathered bird. Qinghuang shook his head and sighed, then picked it up with both hands and said: "Go, be free. Fly in peace, and take my blessing with you."
"Wha--" As soon as she finished her words, the three-legged bird had already fluttered its wings and flew into the air. There were also birds flying around it, all of its own kind. The birds were hovering above the heads of Guan Heng and Qing Huang. After several laps, he screamed to thank him for saving his life, and then flew away into the distance.
"Well, I've done a good thing, and I feel really good." Qinghuang turned to him and smiled: "A Heng, let's go back."
"Okay, after the final fusion of the essence of the small flint is completed, we will try the effectiveness of this thing." As he said that, Guan Heng also shook the fire-proof keel box in his hand.
…
On the other side, go back to Zhu Rong's departure from the palace earlier.
"Pa!" Ruotao pinched Xiao Hei's cheek angrily and said, "Little traitor, what did you say in front of the young master just now? Was it our idea to steal the wine?"
"Even if you betray your sisters when you are in danger, you are going too far. Take my stick."
As soon as Gu Sangnu finished speaking, she immediately hit Xiao Hei on the shoulder with her wooden staff. Although the two women's blows were not heavy, Xiao Hei was trembling with fright. Then she struggled desperately and said: "Don't pinch your face, it hurts... you hit me." I, I want to complain to my brother-in-law."
"How dare you, if you continue to talk nonsense, sisters will really have nothing to do."
"Yes, we are going to sever ties with you!"
Hearing them scare her, tears suddenly overflowed from Xiaohei's eyes, and she sobbed: "Yes, I'm sorry, I was wrong. I will never dare to betray you again. If I do it again, I will let Xiaoyan drop a thunderbolt and kill me." ...Half chopped to death..."
"Shhh, don't talk nonsense, spit." Hearing this, Ruotao was startled. She was originally trying to intimidate the little girl, mostly joking, but she didn't expect that the other party would actually swear.
"Yes, Xiao Hei, spit out what you just said, just like me, bah bah." Gu Sangnu shook the other person's shoulders and said: "You know you can't swear randomly? What if it comes true? I don’t want you to be struck by lightning.”
"No, the oaths I have sworn must be counted." Xiao Hei shook her head stubbornly at this moment, and she continued: "Brother-in-law also once said that if I speak without scruples, I will lose everything sooner or later. Friends, I don’t want this to happen.” 45
"Fengwu Literature Network m."
