Chapter 592

Because some of the Dragon lineages of Jiaolong and their cruel and murderous nature are destined not to form contracts with any race. If you force them to do so, the result must be backfire, regardless of your accomplishments.

If this dragon really attacks the whole Kyushu mainland, it will be a devastating disaster to them and other creatures on the mainland.

This time, it is no longer a simple and difficult word.

Just a few years have passed since the last catastrophe of the space collapse of Kyushu mainland, and there has been another catastrophe. Has the fate of Kyushu mainland really come to an end

Qi Xiu sighed softly and closed his eyes slowly. God of light, have you given up the believers in this land?

The gentle footsteps sounded behind him. Qi Xiu knew who was coming just by listening to the footsteps.

He turned slowly and his eyes fell on the boy coming up. Not only did the bright light penetrate through the window and fall on the boy's plain white clothes, it was more like plating a layer of light on it, lengthening the shadow behind him, as if standing at the junction of light and darkness.

The youth is rigorous all the time. The ink is sent to him and tied meticulously with a moon white hair crown, none of which is scattered disorderly. The cold white jade mask adds some inhumanity to his cold temperament, leaving only a delicate jaw and light lips for the world.

He walked slowly in the light, like a relegated fairy in the nine heaven, sacred and inviolable.

Many times Qi Xiu felt that Ling Qingchen and they were not people in the same world. He was more like a spectator and looked at everything indifferently.

But after returning from the ancient heritage secret place, he changed. This change was limited to his two-way eyes without joy and sorrow. Finally, there was the emotional fluctuation of normal people. It was no longer as calm as before, like a dead sea.

What changed Ling Qingchen has always been the answer Qi Xiu wants to explore, but no one knows except Ling Qingchen.

Qi Xiu's eyes moved down and fell on the white jade flute in his hand. The smooth and transparent flute body was filled with cold luster. Just like its owner, the hand holding the white jade flute had distinct bones, but showed a morbid pallor.

Seeing this, how could Qi Xiu not understand his intention? He frowned and said, "your body is weak to this extent. You have to show off your ability. Is it not fatal? Besides, I'm not a great God of light. I can't go without you, the Holy Son! "

When the ancient heritage secret place was closed, Ling Qingchen came out with an injury. Although it was not a fatal injury, it also overdrawn all his physical and spiritual strength.

After the mask, Ling Qingchen scratched a complex look in his alienated silver pupils. He looked at the huge dark shadow in the distance. A cold voice sounded in the empty hall: "before she comes back, only I can hold it!"

Fierce beast Jiaolong, human's spiritual attack can't do any damage to it. In this world, the only thing that can deal with it is divine power!

Qi Xiu frowned: "who is she?"

Ling Qingchen is silent. Qi Xiu is a little annoyed. He always keeps silent when he asks this person. Is it difficult that he will eat her after he says it?!

For a long time, he heard Ling Qingchen's voice again: "soon, you will meet. She is the one favored by the light!"