"What is that? I saw that my second uncle and elder brother's souls were sucked away by that book." Honglong opened his eyes wide and looked at the Dragon Raising Book in horror.

No! The matter here must be told to the adults in the clan that the book can actually devour the souls of our dragon clan, and there must be problems.

The red dragon slowly retreated, and his eyes flashed.

“Did it see it?”

Gao Peng turned his head and frowned.

Now the ability to kill dragons cannot be exposed.

"Master, it came just now and was stopped by Aban, but it should have seen everything." A Dai said without any emotion.

This dragon is a dragon clan. If you go back and gossip, you may get into some big trouble.

The Dragon Clan is a large clan. Under the Dragon Clan, many small clan groups of dragon clans can be subdivided into it, such as yellow dragon, white dragon, black dragon, red dragon, Yinglong, Lilong, etc.

These are all groups of divine beasts.

Gao Peng licked his dry lips.

"Cleaning it, don't leave your feet."

A Dai nodded. At the same time, it was not only A Dai, Xiao Huang and Ant Dragon who disappeared from their original place at the same time, and the Dragon Raising Book also appeared on the top of the Red Dragon's head.

As the pages opened, a golden light fell.

As soon as the Red Dragon was about to spit out the dragon's breath, he felt his body suddenly become weak and he could not spit out flames from his mouth. Finally, he sneezes.

Ah Dai landed quietly on the back of the red dragon, and five sharp fingers easily penetrated the flesh and blood on the back of the red dragon.

"Please don't kill me."

The red dragon knelt on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly.

The voice was shrill, and everything was thrown behind the mind.

The Red Dragon had thought of resisting, but it was weakened by the Dragon Raising Book that faced Xiao Huang alone, not to mention the three quasi-gods.

"I signed a contract with you, and I am willing to be your beast." Honglong said quickly.

Gao Peng smiled faintly. With the Dragon Raising Book, there is no need for a dragon-type beast control.

Even Gao Peng, in the book about taking this red dragon to raise a dragon, despised it a bit weak.

The eight dragons in the Dragon Raising Book are all carefully selected eight dragon souls with white skin, and are the residual souls of the eight most powerful dragon-type beasts in this area of ​​the Realm Werth Battlefield.

Each of them is much better than this level 93 little red dragon at its peak.

"Isn't it good to live well? Why is it so curious?"

Gao Peng yawned, like other monsters, who would come to check it out because of the movement here?

They all knew that this was Gao Peng's territory and would never come to peek no matter what happened.

Because sometimes seeing something that shouldn't be seen will only make both sides turn against each other.

"Gao Yueyue is really a cruel person." Da Zi was watching from behind, secretly stunning.

The red dragon was cleaned up.

After swallowing the red dragon, the progress of the dragon clan body raised in the internal space of the Dragon Raising Book has also accelerated a lot.

"Master, we seem to have dug up the veins."

A Dai came over and said to Gao Peng that the undead were revived by A Dai, and as long as what happened, A Dai would know it as soon as possible.

Gao Peng rushed over and said that the area had been dug into a super huge pit.

The depth of the pit is not too deep, because if it is too deep, it will be detrimental to transport the soil, so the excavation of the undead will spread outward in a plane.

In one of the newly excavated areas, the soil layer was broken, and dark red ore could be seen from the exposed faults.

Ah Dai took the lead and picked a piece of ore, and then handed it to Gao Peng after confirming that there was no danger.

After taking the ore, Gao Peng gently weighed it in his palm.

The weight of this ore is much lighter than Gao Peng imagined.

Of course, the light here is relatively light, compared to the same volume of iron.

The ore emits a faint fishy smell. Gao Peng is very familiar with this fishy smell, it is the smell of blood.

The dark red ore seemed to be taken out of blood.

Xiao Huang secretly saw the ore behind him, and couldn't help but think of what he did that day. He withdrew his gaze and coughed calmly passed by Gao Peng.

"Xiao Huang." Gao Peng's voice sounded from behind.

Xiao Huang's body trembled suddenly and she was shocked.

"exist!"

"Come here to see if this ore is the ore you have seen before." Gao Peng threw the dark red ore in his hand to Xiao Huang.

Xiao Huang glanced at Gao Peng secretly and breathed a sigh of relief after finding that he really had no intention of being angry.

"Okay!"

Xiao Huang pretended to play with the ore.

In fact, it was recognized at the first sight of the ore.

"Yes," Xiao Huang nodded slowly and pretended to be a little old man.

"That's good." Gao Peng nodded.

"Is this a vein?" Gao Peng stood at the edge of the pit and looked down from the sky of the pit.

Pieces of ore stained with soil were exposed at the edge of the broken soil layer.

"It should be an ore vein." Ah Dai was not sure.

"Collection of all these ores separately, by the way, don't damage them." Gao Peng still remembered the incident when Xiao Huang damaged the ores.

If these ores are destroyed, they will dissipate in the air.

Gao Peng didn't know if this ore was the ore needed by the Machine Mingwang, but after digging the soil for so long, he only dug this ore vein. Gao Peng felt that he should be in a close relationship.

There are too few ores on this battlefield of World Woman, and there is not as much as the Machine Mingwang said at the beginning.

After giving instructions, Gao Peng lay on the master's chair again, shaking up and down slowly

A month passed, and the black coffin buried in the soil kept shaking.

The ink-like darkness spreads outwards with the coffin as the center.

The soil kept wriggling, and the gray-white stone coffin floated out of the soil.

Hey.

Gao Peng remembered that when he buried it, the coffin was black, but now it turned gray and white.

It seems that the nutrition is absorbed completely.

clang.

The cold light flashed, and two sharp long swords pierced the side of the coffin.

With a light tear, the coffin was torn open from the middle.

A black shadow wandering in place quickly expanded,

In the blink of an eye, it expanded to 1.6 meters.

The lower body has no legs, like a thick black fog. The lower it goes, the lighter the color of the black fog becomes, until it completely disappears and merges into the space.

The higher the blackness, the thicker it is. The upper half is wearing black armor, and black fog spreads in the gaps of the armor.

The front half of the arms at both left and right ends completely turned into a sharp knife arm.

The cold light flashed, and the knife arm was placed obliquely and almost touched the ground, the length was comparable to the height.

It doesn't look special, but if you look at the streaming light, you will be attracted by its pair of knife arms at first sight.

The blade is sharp and covered with complex patterns. Just looking at these patterns, you will feel dizzy and vomiting.

Moreover, the blade is twisted and zipped, and both sides are extremely sharp, a bit like a strange-shaped knife.

There is a sunken blood groove in the middle of the knife.

"Master, I'm lucky to be unfair." The sound of falling light came from my throat, my eyes turned and looked around excitedly.

Mythical quality sinks into the Black Prison God.
Chapter completed!