Chapter 795 (2/2)

When flying out, these flames collide with those black lines and burn them in a moment!

The golden dragon is very pure in blood and powerful. If it had not been deceived in the past, it would not have fallen into today's situation.

So in the past hundred years, although it has only a wisp of remnant soul, it is constantly thinking about the war that year.

So many years later, it still clearly remembers every detail of that year.

Similarly, for this reason, it is now easy to deal with grievances!

It has already made up its mind about this strange and gloomy force!

The golden flame spread all over the world, almost covering the sky and blocking out the sun. Mu Qinglan clearly felt the rapid rise of the surrounding temperature, and even felt the powerful and warm power contained therein.

This breath seems to be similar to the fire of rosefinch

The ancient Phoenix and the ancient dragon are the two most noble sacred beasts, so the status of rosefinch and golden dragon is basically equal.

But the rosefinch is still young, so the power of blood is still very thin. Mu Qinglan has never felt it.

Now on the golden dragon, I finally clearly understand what kind of power it is!

The complaining spirit struggled and came up with several ways to escape, but every time it just moved, the Golden Dragon stopped it as if it had been expected.

Soon, the black sea of fire burning all over the body of the complaining spirit has gradually shrunk into a ball, only burning within a foot of his body.

Beyond that, there is a golden translucent barrier like steel!

The barrier was formed by the flame of the Golden Dragon. It was very tenacious. Mu Qinglan was unwilling to hit it once when she saw the complaining spirit at the beginning, and was severely bounced back.

Even his eyes seemed to shake violently.

After that, he tried several times, but it was useless. Finally, he became honest.

Finally, he was completely trapped in a translucent golden octagonal cage.

His face was full of reluctance and anger, and the fierce emotions were clear. However, because only half of his face was left at this time, he looked extraordinarily penetrating.

Mu Qinglan still stared at her with an extraordinary calm look.

Somehow she looked at the golden octagonal cage and felt familiar.

Then the Golden Dragon moved and came to the golden cage.

Under its control, the golden cage began to shrink!

At the same time, in there, there is a golden flame, starting to burn madly!

Mu Qinglan finally saw the face of the complaining spirit, and all the superfluous looks disappeared, leaving only panic.

”No! Don't kill me! Please! ”

The complaining spirit screamed hysterically inside, but the voice has become extremely subtle.

Mu Qinglan is not far from the station. He can only hear a little.

Of course, because of the connection with the golden dragon, she can know what he is talking about even if she really can't hear it.

There was silence around. Soon, the complaining body began to be squeezed because of the reduction of space.

Click!

A subtle and crisp sound came.

It was the sound of his arms breaking as he tried to escape.

A trace of discontent flashed in the eyes of the complaining spirit.

But soon, his legs, ribs, spine

The bones on the body broke one after another.

In the end, it sounded like a string of firecrackers.

Of course, under the burning of the flame, those white bones quickly turned into powder, leaving only a small pinch.

Mu Qinglan looked at it and finally remembered why she looked familiar at the golden cage.

——Isn't it also such an octahedral cage beyond the cluster of flames that the Golden Dragon Yuandan transformed before?

But at that time, mu Qinglan didn't care too much. At this time, he remembered it for a while.

The Golden Dragon squatted up and stared at the gradually shrinking dragon. The size of a man's head is golden.

There, the spirit of resentment has completely become a gray powder.

The golden flame went out gradually. Mu Qinglan saw that there was a small black ball suspended on the powder.

Is that... The last trace of Yuanshen consciousness left after the complaining spirit was burned by the power of the golden dragon?

Finally, the golden octahedral cage became only the size of a fist.

It floats towards mu Qinglan and finally floats quietly in front of her.

Mu Qinglan's calm, which has been trying to suppress, suddenly broke out!

Like a torrent suddenly pouring down the mountain! all-powerful! Sweep everything!

However, the more so, mu Qinglan is more calm.

She raised her hand unexpectedly steadily.

Then he grabbed at the golden cage.

Dad's news... Maybe here!

”Ling Han, stop!”