Chapter 809

The teeth of the real dragon are so far away.

Ling Han stepped forward and had already arrived here. How could he try it? Even if he finally used the Xisheng sword to chop hard, or even asked xiaota to do it, he would try one.

Is the artifact left by the real dragon, even if it is put in the divine world, can it lead to looting?

Hum, when Ling Han came to the purple halo, the halo wriggled like water waves and wrapped him in. He looked down and saw that the flowers of the dead in his hands were emitting a faint light, which seemed to correspond with this purple halo.

It suddenly occurred to him that, if not, many people would have come here before - although they all died later, why did he have to say that the flowers of the dead must be used to take away the teeth of the real dragon?

Because it's not difficult to get here. It's rare how to pass the purple halo. The flower of the dead plays a key role.

Weird!

Ling Han frowned and felt puzzled. But he didn't pay too much attention to it. He had already entered the altar. Next, as long as the real dragon's teeth were put into the black tower, it would be impossible for Linghan to argue with him even if the lower world of the gods could not fight with him.

As he walked on the altar, the stone bricks were shining, forming some strange lines, constantly meeting, as if playing some wonderful tune, but it was a silent performance.

He stopped, and a strong warning rose in his heart. If there was any irresistible danger, he would enter the black tower at the first time, and would never try to be brave.

After all, the most powerful dragon in the world is buried here.

He stopped, but the stone bricks are still shining, one after another, interwoven into a certain law, there is a vague breath in the flow, ancient, but strong, as if after countless thousands of years.

Is this left by the old dragon?

Ling Han observed for a while and found that the stone bricks were shining brightly and secretly. When there were no other changes, he moved forward again, and the real dragon's teeth were in front of him. He had no reason to give up.

Finally, he came to the real dragon's tooth, slowly stretched out his hand and pressed it toward the real dragon's tooth. Next, as long as he wrapped the tooth with divine sense, he could put it into the black tower.

Hum!

a tiny bit of the dead spirit in his hands is shining, but it is rapidly withering away. The flakes of flowers are falling down, intense darkness without light.

At this time, the teeth of the real dragon are also emitting a burning light, dazzling incomparably. Even Ling Han couldn't look directly at him. He quickly turned his head and closed his eyes. However, the movement of collecting the real dragon's teeth was not slow at all. The divine sense had already wrapped the whole dragon's teeth.

Take it for me!

Ling Han's face did not change, because he found that there was no way to put the Dragon teeth into the black tower.

How could that be possible!

There is only one thing that heita can't accept, that is, an individual with independent thinking ability can be accepted without resisting his will. But now it's a dragon tooth, why can't it be put in?

Longya has an independent will? In other words, the Dragon tooth is a divine thing, which can't be collected by the black tower?

Ling Han didn't understand, but now he couldn't open his eyes at all. Naturally, he couldn't see what happened to this dragon tooth. How many thousands of years have not changed, how did he come to produce inexplicable changes?

Flowers of the dead!

He suddenly realized that although many people had come here before, none of them had brought the flowers of the dead. He was an exception, which made the teeth of the real dragon change inexplicably.

But what is the change?

After at least a column of incense, the light from the real dragon's teeth finally faded. Ling Han opened his eyes and saw that the dead flower in his hand had completely withered, leaving only a bare stem.

He looked at the real dragon's tooth, which was crystal like jade, now became more and more transparent. Although it was full of complicated lines, it did not affect him to see the inside of the Dragon tooth. It seemed that there was a mass of things inside the tooth.

It's impossible to distinguish what is specific. The lines play a protective role, which can be seen indistinctly That thing is wriggling!

This is very amazing. A real dragon's tooth has been put away for thousands of years, but it actually contains some kind of life? It must be life, with self-consciousness, that can resist the collection of black tower.

Ling Han felt more and more uneasy in his heart. He always felt as if he had fallen into some kind of trap. But now that the matter had come to an end, he still started to look at it carefully.

Hector!

Ling Han was stunned. He could see the real eye carefully. The group of things in the dragon's tooth was actually a little boy!

It seems that she is six or seven years old, a few years younger than tigress. She looks pretty, and her whole body is smooth, but there is no symbol of the descendants of the Dragon nationality.

This dragon tooth is also a ghost, in the long years of self-consciousness, obtained a new life?

No!

You see, although the second corpse is also a corpse, it is at least derived from a complete corpse. A dragon tooth can also produce a new life. Is this a bit of a drag?Card, card, card!

In his mind when the imagination, but there are cracks on the Dragon teeth, like spider webs are covered with the whole dragon teeth, and then bang the ground, the whole dragon teeth are broken, and then there is a little boy on the ground.

"Ha ha ha ha, this seat has finally come back to life!" The little boy's voice was full of childishness, but his tone was old-fashioned. He took a look at Ling Han and could not help but say: "younger generation, don't you kneel down when you see your ancestors?"

Ling Hanxian was surprised. Where did this monster come from? But he immediately found that the little boy was just a physical exercise environment, which there is no fear, put his hand on the past.

"I dare to be rude to my ancestors. I'll take care of you!" The little boy was annoyed and hummed. He exuded a terrible dragon power. He believed that both xianyutong and Wen Renjie could not help kneeling down here. It had nothing to do with cultivation, it was just the crushing of blood.

Can this kind of dragon power have bird use for Ling Han? He is not a dragon, and he has built the heart of the sword, and the black tower is in charge of his body. The most fearless thing is the pressure of spirit.

The palm grasps, the little boy already fell into his hand, Ling Han hey hey a smile, took up the big hand to hit the little boy's buttocks. Pa Pa Pa, suddenly let the little boy shout, a small face is red.

Too sad and angry, what kind of identity he is, but he was spanked by a younger generation, and still spanked, which made his blood spit out.

"Stop! You know who this seat is! " The little boy screamed and struggled.

Ling Han's hands fall constantly, continue to smoke the little boy's buttocks, side light way: "if I didn't guess wrong, you are that Asian dragon!"

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