The wild laughter of the flower dragon shook the red river water.
However, while smiling, its triangular eyes suddenly popped out, and eventually the laughter turned into a scream.
Because of the place where it stands, there is a stinging pain like a needle, which hurts into the heart and lungs.
Zhou Yang snorted coldly, changed his appearance of being deeply poisoned, and continued to increase his spiritual attack, making the screams of the flower dragon more and more miserable.
"Stop making trouble, you've wasted enough time." Mu Zifeng said impatiently.
"Grandma, turning this damn long insect into a soul slave will be an advantage!" Zhou Yang gritted his teeth in hatred and continued to use his spiritual attack.
"Ah... spare, spare my life! Master, please spare my life!" Hua Jiao felt as if his head was exploding and howled miserably for mercy.
"Damn Changchong, you fucking smile for me, keep smiling!"
"Ah... no, I don't dare, I don't dare anymore!" the flower dragon wailed.
"Damn Changchong, if you pretend to be an idiot, I will beat you into a real idiot!"
Zhou Yang was absolutely furious. Hua Jiao had already administered a chronic poison, but he didn't even realize it. He was fooled by it like a fool for a long time. If Mu Zifeng hadn't sensed something was wrong and quickly sealed the poison, he would have ended up in the gutter. The boat cannot be capsized.
There is no way to relieve his hatred without turning the damn thing into a complete idiot.
"Master, spare your life, spare your life!" The flower dragon screamed miserably.
Zhou Yang ignored him and continued to attack.
"Ah... Master, Master, I have dragon beads, I have dragon beads, give them all to you, give them all to you!"
Zhou Yang was stunned, Jiao Bead, what is the use of Jiao Bead?
"Idiot, the dragon bead is a good thing, ask where it is!" Mu Zifeng's eyes widened and he urged urgently.
"What's the use?" Zhou Yang asked with a frown.
"You don't even know Jiao Zhu, you are really ignorant!" Mu Zifeng was a little angry.
"What's the use?"
"You're blind. Among the ninth-grade elixir recipes of the elixir technique, aren't there several types, all of which require pearl powder?"
"Pearl powder, isn't it pearl powder?" Zhou Yang was a little confused.
"Idiot, low-level elixirs use pearl powder, and high-level elixirs use dragon pearl powder. Do you understand the dragon pearl powder?" Mu Zifeng roared.
"I see, it seems like I've made a lot of money this time." Zhou Yang didn't have the consciousness to be reprimanded at all, and his face was full of smiles.
In many ninth-grade elixir recipes, pearl powder is indeed a material. Moreover, in the final chapter that I just obtained, there are two kinds of tenth-grade elixir recipes, and among the required materials, there are also pearl powder.
If the pearl powder in some seventh- and eighth-grade elixir recipes is replaced by precious dragon pearl powder, the efficacy will be greatly increased.
Flood Dragon Pearl Powder is made from ground Flood Dragon Pearls, and its quality is determined by the grade of the Flood Dragon Pearls.
The dragon bead is a kind of bead that is condensed before death of the dragon. It contains all the essence of the dragon and is a peerless treasure.
The highest level dragon beads are naturally condensed by the dragon when it is about to transform into a dragon, and the lowest level ones have to be transformed by seventh-level dragons. Flood dragons below level seven cannot be condensed into dragon beads at all.
"Dead Changchong, tell me quickly, where is the dragon bead?" Zhou Yang stopped his spiritual attack and asked coldly.
"In, in my king's, my king's treasure room." The flower dragon collapsed in the red water like mud, with no strength left in its body.
"Stop pretending to be dead, get up and go!" Zhou Yang raised his foot and kicked him, but it felt like he had been kicked on an iron plate, causing pain in his foot.
"You've actually grown fucking scales, don't you think I'll break them off for you one by one?"
"Master, please let me take it easy, can you please take it easy?" Hua Jiao looked sluggish, and he could hardly raise his triangular eyes.
Zhou Yang's attack was very serious, and its soul was seriously injured.
"You bastard, slow down, if you don't leave, I will kill you!" Zhou Yang glared, and a ray of consciousness pierced its altar.
"Ah..." The flower dragon howled miserably.
"Hurry up!" Zhou Yang's physical power surged wildly, and he slapped his huge dragon body with a palm, knocking it away.
"Ah..." The flower dragon howled even more fiercely.
"If you keep howling like that, I'll blow your head off!" Zhou Yang waved his palms repeatedly, causing the dragon to roll in the water.
"Master, please forgive me, I'm going, I'm going..." Hua Jiao was so tortured that her voice became much softer.
"Fuck me, pretend!" Zhou Yang yelled.
"No, no! Down, down, down..." His consciousness was severely damaged and he was beaten wildly by Zhou Yang for a long time. The flower dragon was really weak and dived down unsteadily.
Zhou Yang stepped directly on the dragon's back, stepping on it to descend.
It took half an hour before the flower dragon stopped its huge body.
"There is actually a cave under the water!" Zhou Yang looked at the huge light shield in front of him and couldn't help but be a little stunned.
The mask is lavender, opaque, and isolated from the river water.
"This is a defensive formation, at the level of a god." Muzi said in a message.
"Dead Changchong, do you still know the formation?" Zhou Yang stepped on the flower dragon again.
"My king, this king once swallowed a seriously injured strong man. After absorbing his soul, I realized that he was a formation master. So, that's why I..." Hua Jiao said weakly.
"Damn, are you dragons so intelligent?" Zhou Yang hated this guy even more.
"That's, that's natural, and not only..."
"Shut up and open the formation quickly!" Seeing that it was blabbering again, Zhou Yang shouted to stop it.
Hua Jiao closed her mouth, and then slowly released her soul power.
"Any formation that requires soul power to open, especially formations above the level of a god, requires a complete and pure soul." Muzi sensed it for a moment and transmitted the message to Zhou Yang.
"Are you saying I didn't control it, or did I do the right thing?"
"Yes. Even if the control is released, there will still be some residual consciousness of the controller in the soul, which is not completely pure." Mu Zifeng nodded.
"If he turns into a soul beast, this formation will never be able to be opened?" Zhou Yang was a little confused.
"Of course not, as long as the formation skills are higher than those who set up the formation."
"I see."
At this time, the input of the flower dragon's soul power was completed, and two gates appeared in the middle of the mask.
The flower dragon sprayed out another purple light, and after absorbing the light, the door slowly opened.
Zhou Yang turned his head to look at this thing, and a brand of divine consciousness was struck into its altar.
"You, what are you doing!" Hua Jiao was shocked.
"It's nothing, I'm just afraid that you'll pretend to be an idiot again." After leaving a sentence, Zhou Yang rushed towards the door without looking back.
Calling his majestic Jiao King a dead worm is all he needs. This hateful human being actually wants to control himself. Two streams of white air came out of the flower dragon's nostrils, and his lungs were about to explode.
But there was no way. Although he didn't let himself become his soul beast, his mark was left on the altar. As long as the other party's thoughts moved, the altar would explode in an instant.
Once bitten by a snake, he will be afraid of well ropes for ten years. Zhou Yang did this because he was afraid of another accident.
Especially the Immortal Powder that kills long insects, it's so damn scary, it's probably the poison in its body.
But it can be used in the future, and it should be much stronger than the Poisonous Dragon Powder that Mu Zifeng made.
