Chapter 3923: Who wins and who loses is not necessarily
Moreover, the traces Qin Chen left in Xiaolong's soul power began to loosen, as if to be erased.
"Hahaha, as long as the ancestor removes the soul imprint in its body, as its true dragon clan, he must obey my ancestor's orders, human kid, you just wait to die."
Honghuang Zulong said angrily.
"No!" Qin Chen's eyes flashed. At this time, he absolutely can't let Xiaolong give control to the other party. If Xiaolong is branded by the contact soul, it doesn't matter if he can recover his sanity, but in this great ancestor dragon In front of this, Xiaolong
The future overlord in the Nether Star River has no ability to resist at all. It can be seen that regardless of whether what was said before is true or false, at least the control of the true dragon clan will never be wrong.
Once Xiaolong gets rid of his control, he will definitely be controlled or even obliterated by the other party.
"Never let the dragon fall into the opponent's hands."
Qin Chen shouted coldly, and the power of the surging soul poured into Xiaolong's body, resisting the control of the ancient dragon. "Hahaha, the kid of the human race, is the ancestor dazzled or you are too naive, you actually want to fight against the ancestor's control of my true dragon clan, although the ancestor trapped himself in this soul space in desperation, but really The dragon family belongs to the ancestor
Future generations must obey the orders of their ancestors. This is the instinct of the soul level, how can you fight it. "
Amidst the great laughter of the great ancestor dragon, a trace of real dragon breath quickly merged into Xiaolong's body. Suddenly, Qin Chen's imprint on Xiaolong's soul was constantly shaking.
"My sons and daughters, follow the call of your ancestors and wake your soul from sinking. No power can stop you from waking up, because you are my dragon child."
A deep roar echoed in Xiaolong's mind. As the Ancestral Dragon's aura entered Xiaolong's body, Qin Chen suddenly felt in shock that a dragon soul was awakening in Xiaolong's soul.
Roar, the roaring sound of dragon chants echoed between heaven and earth.
Originally, it would take hundreds of thousands of years for the little dragon to incarnate as a red-scaled flood dragon, and it would take hundreds of thousands of years to shed its shell and transform the dragon through countless sufferings. Only in this process can its soul awaken the power of the dragon soul of the previous life.
But now, the power of the dragon soul that was hidden deep in the soul of the dragon, and that had been sealed for countless years, suddenly burst out, roaring, roaring, and the power of the rolling dragon soul. Impact Qin Chen's mark.
"This guy, I'm afraid it's really the ancestor of the True Dragon Clan."
Qin Chen sucked in the air and looked ugly. How difficult it is for a ghostly giant red dragon like Xiaolong to transform into a true dragon clan. Qin Chen knew nothing better that transforming a carp into a dragon is a kind of good fortune and a kind of detachment.
The difficulty is extremely high. However, under the dragon spirit of the real dragon shadow in front of me, the breath of the dragon soul bloomed from the body of the dragon in an instant. Although the body of the dragon has not been transformed into a real dragon, its soul is really real. All awakening,
Become a real dragon soul.
Coupled with the attraction of the black bead to himself and the little dragon, Qin Chen realized that the real dragon in front of him who wanted to swallow him was most likely the ancestor of the true dragon clan, or even the ancestor dragon.
"Suppress me."
Qin Chen roared, he naturally couldn't let Xiaolong be controlled by the great ancestor dragon, even if the dragon soul was awakened.
However, this primordial ancestor dragon was too attractive to Xiaolong, and Qin Chen's imprint on Xiaolong's soul was constantly trembling.
And at this moment.
Hum! Inside the dragon, the branches of the Ten Thousand Worlds Demon Tree suddenly bloomed with a billowing aura. A monstrous demon aura diffused from the Ten Thousand Worlds Demon Tree and instantly entered the body of the little dragon. This demon aura quickly fell. Branded on Qin Chen's soul
Above it, the original loose soul mark fell once again.
"There's a show." Qin Chen was overjoyed. The reason why he was able to enslave the dragon at the beginning was also because of the help of the Ten Thousand Worlds Demon Tree. Now seeing this scene, Qin Chen immediately urged the power of the Ten Thousand Worlds Demon Tree in his own body to roll. The power of the Devil Tree of Ten Thousand Worlds, quickly followed
The magic chain of law entered into Qin Chen's soul, and he locked Xiaolong firmly.
Roar!
In Xiaolong's body, the dragon soul was completely awakened, and a real dragon's might erupted from Xiaolong's body, but even if the soul was transformed into a dragon soul, the dragon was still firmly enslaved by Qin Chen, and he never let go.
"Impossible, this is... the ancestor tree of the Demon Race?"
The Honghuang Ancestral Dragon stared at the twigs of the Ten Thousand Realms Demon Tree in Xiaolong, almost crazy.
The twigs of the Ten Thousand Worlds Demon Tree exuded a billowing aura. Although they could not be an enemy of him, they prevented him from controlling the dragon's soul and made him return without success.
"Ah, you stink boy of the human race, why do you have so many treasures on your body? You even have the branches of the ancestor tree of the demon race!"
The great ancestor dragon roared, and suddenly, the rolling dragon's voice instantly spread into Qin Chen's mind, causing Qin Chen to back down again and again, and his soul trembled. If the main body was here, Qin Chen would surely vomit a mouthful of blood. Even so, the sound of such dragon chants resounded in Qin Chen's mind like thunder, causing Qin Chen to cover his ears in pain and yell. This voice was too tyrannical, if it weren't for this great ancestral dragon being imprisoned by most of his powers , Just this roar
, Can completely crush Qin Chen's soul.
Noisy!
In Qin Chen's body, the billowing thunder light surged, and the ruling divine thunder surged crazily, slightly alleviating Qin Chen's pain. The little dragon also wakes up from the metamorphosis at this time. It is anxious and blames itself, because even if the dragon soul is awakened and its strength is greatly improved, it still cannot fight the prehistoric ancestor dragon in front of it. In front of the predominant ancestor dragon, the opponent is its **** ,fundamental
Powerless to resist.
"I don't believe it anymore." Qin Chen's body was full of soul light, booming, and his soul blooming. After previous attempts, Qin Chen has already understood that without the consent of this great ancestor dragon, it is almost impossible to leave this soul space. Impossible unless you can defeat the opponent
.
Honghuang Zulong sensed Qin Chen's actions and looked at Qin Chen mockingly, "Boy, you actually want to fight the ancestor me. That is killing him. I can eat you in one bite."
"It doesn't matter who loses and who wins." Qin Chen raised his head suddenly and let out a low growl. The billowing thunder light continued to condense and form in his hands, and finally turned into a huge thunder sword. "Judging God Thunder?" Honghuang Ancestral Dragon stared coldly at Qin Chen. If he was imprisoned before this soul space, the judgment God Thunder on Qin Chen could not hurt him at all, but now, he is trapped. In this soul space for countless epochs, he was already very weak, and he was a little guilty when he really had to face the ruling **** thunder.