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594 Ying Zheng and Candle Dragon 2

So Ying Zheng calmed his breath in fear and looked at the two black giant pupils firmly. The bright pupils of the dragon continued to release the light of ambition for heaven and earth. Ying Zheng wanted to let Zhulong see it, and even more so that he could see it. He would firmly penetrate the black light of those eyes and force Zhulong to merge with him!

Ying Zheng knew that he had a chance. He was still alive, and this was the best proof. He had been deep into Lingchi for more than five minutes. In addition to facing the threat of suffocation, the boundless golden red that drowned him outside was the greatest danger. A hundred heartbeats had long passed, and the tears of ice had long been broken and annihilated in Ying Zheng's hands. Without the protection of the tears of ice, they were in a place that was covered by the red red. There were tens of thousands of degrees of high temperature and extremely terrifying energy in all directions. Even if a little invasion was enough to turn Ying Zheng's body into ashes.

But five minutes passed, Ying Zheng was still alive. Except for the lack of air to calm the burden on his heart for too long, he was still safe and sound. As for the high temperature and energy flowing around him, it seemed to be cut open by an invisible barrier, and it was never forced to his naked body. And deep in the Lingchi, there was no second such powerful force in Zhulong's hatching field to protect him. So there was no doubt that Zhulong was saving his life.

Although I don’t know what purpose Zhulong did this, as long as he is still alive, everything may be. Zhulong himself wants to merge with him? Ying Zheng guessed at the beginning, but from Zhulong’s contempt for him later, he knew that he was wrong. He had lost the highest purity of the King’s blood and had no right to take Zhulong seriously, and it was even more impossible for Zhulong to merge with him on his own initiative. But even so, Zhulong still saved his life and he still lived until now.

This surprised Ying Zheng even more, but he also felt that there was always a subtle turning point. That's why Ying Zheng was determined and did not have any thoughts of despair. But no matter what, Ying Zheng had to act quickly. Because he held his breath for too long, his heart system could no longer bear the burden, and his blood flow was slower and slower. Even if he used magic blue energy to strengthen the operation of the internal tissue and the beating of his heart, he could not continue. After all, he was still a human being. If he continued to waste such a thing, he would really suffocate and die.

At this moment, a strange thing could be felt in the afterglow of his pupils. Ying Zheng suddenly felt the world outside him tremble violently. The golden red that drowns him, which envelops him, seems to be swept by an invisible ripples. It swings from his body to the endless margins.

Zhulong reacted... The first thought that Ying Zheng was shocked, his stagnant pupils couldn't help but magnify a little. But the next moment, when his calm eyes fell forward again, he saw a terrifying scene. The two huge black pupils that had been floating in front of him had broken and dissipated for no reason, just like the dead rocks in the desert, which were blown by the strong wind, were all weathered and disappeared into yellow sand in the sky.

But there was no wind under the Lingchi, and those eyes could not be fragile enough to be weathered. What was going on? What happened to Zhulong? Ying Zheng's eyes trembled faintly. He watched the pair of black pupils disappear little by little in the golden red world, and a new sense of crisis suddenly arose in his heart. But he didn't know what this meant, nor did he know that he should have to stare at him so stiffly, until a few quick moments passed by his eyes, and the two huge black pupils finally disappeared completely.

But at this moment, a tiny and strange life body appeared in front of Ying Zheng. It was a creature as big as a crucian carp. It was a dark red sieve that was soft and soft all over. It would be easily ignored when it fell into the boundless golden red world. However, Ying Zheng noticed it, not because of the sharpness of the Dragon Ming Pupil, but because the tiny life was staring at his Dragon Ming Pupil!

After looking closely, Ying Zheng finally saw clearly that it was a tiny dragon. It stared at two very small black eyes and was looking at his dragon's bright pupils - just like the two huge black pupils before looking at him! Seeing this, Ying Zheng's whole body and mind were shocked, and a hint of chill appeared on his back...

Could it be that this dark red little dragon is the true body of Zhulong?! However, just when this amazing idea came to Ying Zheng's mind, the little dragon still in the golden red in front suddenly moved. Silently, the dark red sound flew away like a sharp arrow, instantly hitting Ying Zheng's eyebrows. In a trance, Ying Zheng didn't have time to see the situation clearly, but he only felt a piercing pain in his eyebrows. And in the severe pain, he felt something crawling into his head.

Is it Zhulong's true body? The dark red dragon is in his head? Ying Zheng gritted his teeth with all his strength, preventing his body from screaming out under the instinct of severe pain. The dark red dragon had already penetrated into his brain with a broken skin, and then found his visual center, and suddenly released his own power. In an unexpected moment, the terrifying power of the abyss was released in his head. Except for the extreme pain that could no longer be described in words, Ying Zheng's broken consciousness was only one feeling left, and his head was about to explode.

But no, even if the terrifying power was venting in his head, his head did not explode. It was Zhulong who was protecting him. While Zhulong was venting his power frantically, he protected his head and brain with his power. Zhulong didn't want him to die - or in other words, Zhulong didn't want him to die now! In the catharsis of the terrifying power, a trace of coldness like death spread from the visual center to his pupils.

In the following moment, Ying Zheng's eyes were completely destroyed, and nothing could be seen in front of him, leaving only a clear white space. But at this moment, a strange black surfaced from the depths of his eyes, and frantically eroded Ying Zheng's pupils with the power of insects and ants. Accompanied, the blind scene in Ying Zheng's eyes began to be quickly swallowed by a piece of darkness, and the last piece of snow white left in his vision became less and less, as if his entire world was flooded by darkness.

Eyes! It's eyes! In the extreme pain, a trace of consciousness suddenly pulled out of Ying Zheng suddenly woke up. The darkness was not drowning his sight, but devouring his eyes! Zhulong wanted his eyes! From the moment he fell into Lingchi, Zhulong discovered him who also possessed the blood of the king, but did not attack because of hostility. When the ice tears reached the limit and shattered and disappeared, Zhulong suppressed the high temperature and energy in Lingchi and did not kill him. Even at this moment, Zhulong finally launched an action to vent his original strength in his head, and at the same time protected his head with all his strength. There was only one reason behind all these strange movements. Zhulong wanted his eyes!

Yes, the purity of the king's blood in Ying Zheng's body has been reduced, but the pair of dragon's bright pupils still exist completely! The emperor's mutual symbol of the ultimate king's blood still lives in Ying Zheng's eyes. Those eyes fascinated Zhulong and allowed Zhulong to see an immeasurable future. So although Zhulong disdains to merge with Ying Zheng, he uncontrollably wants to get those eyes. Therefore, it finally chose to expose its true body in front of Ying Zheng, and ventured to sneak into Ying Zheng's head, wanting to completely swallow Ying Zheng's bright pupils from it!

"Zhulong - don't think about it!" But how could Ying Zheng make it come true? How could he let his most important eyes be swallowed by it? Ying Zheng, who understood everything, began to struggle. He endured all the pain he suffered, opened his eyes desperately, and used his soul to drive his dragon's bright eyes to release light, preventing Zhulong's darkness from continuing to erode.

So in the painful struggle, Ying Zheng's dragon's bright eyes flashed with a series of difficult lights, but the black that was overwhelmed on his eyes was also strongly resisted, and no matter how crazy it was, it could not continue to erode forward. In Ying Zheng's blind eyes, the darkness surrounded by all sides was forbidden outside the invisible boundary. The only snow-white left in the center was fighting out to resist outwards to prevent the darkness from approaching inwards. At the same time, it was ready to go Qi Zhulong felt Ying Zheng's strong resistance and was immediately furious. The will of this human being completely beyond its expectations. He was trapped in such a painful pain that his mind exploded, and he could resist it.

But it ended here. The power of its Zhulong is definitely not a realm that humans can reach. So in a blink of an eye, the Zhulong potentially on Ying Zheng's visual center completely exploded its own power. At the same time, the black that invaded the Dragon's Ming Pupil suddenly increased, destroying Ying Zheng's breathless resistance with the surging waves, and directly swallowed Ying Zheng's Dragon's Ming Pupil in an instant.

"Ah!!!" At this moment, Ying Zheng's dragon bright eyes turned completely black, accompanied by a pain that was even more terrible than heart-wrenching and broken into pieces. His last remaining will to resist was completely defeated by this pain. He then let out a tearing scream, but even so, it could not offset the pain in his eyes.

While he screamed, his breathless mouth opened without reservation. So the golden and red liquid flowing throughout the space swarmed into Ying Zheng's mouth in an instant, filling his nose and pouring into his throat. The feeling of oppression that was several times heavier than water suddenly filled every gap in his body, almost melting with his blood. On the other side, Zhulong, who finally swallowed the dragon's bright pupil, began to release his own power without hesitation. It had already obtained those eyes. It was not afraid that Ying Zheng would die now, and it would even do all means to kill Ying Zheng completely.

At this time, Ying Zheng, who had been poured into too much golden and red liquid, had an unusual golden and red light all over his body. And his whole body was floating like a corpse in this golden and red space, as if at the moment when the Dragon Ming Pupil was swallowed, he was completely killed. Zhulong controlled the golden and red liquid that had poured into Ying Zheng's body, used them to cleanse Ying Zheng's entire body, and then used Ying Zheng's dead body as a basis to create a new elemental body. After all, Ying Zheng still had a body of king's blood in his dead body, and it was of great value after melting it into his body. Anyway, Ying Zheng was already dead and had no choice but to worry about anything!

So after a moment, the golden and red light from Ying Zheng's body began to become stronger and stronger. Until the skin on the surface of his body was cracked by the surge of power, countless golden and red lights penetrated out of his body and rushed back to the endless golden and red embrace outside. At this time, the Zhulong directly merged into Ying Zheng's body, scattered thousands of strands of King's blood, and formed the completely blackened dragon's bright pupils. The huge body of a thousand-meter golden and red was reborn in the depths of Lingchi, which was overflowing with golden and red, and rose up without hesitation, intending to rush out of Lingchi and return to the world!

But at this moment, the bright light flashed by the pair of dragon's bright pupils, which had completely turned black. Zhulong was shocked. At this moment, it had re-evolved into a huge form of 1,000 meters, rushing upwards in the golden red liquid of Lingchi. However, the bright light flashed by its huge black pupils suddenly gave it a coolness, an indescribable chill.

It was at this moment that a man's voice sounded at the other end of Zhulong's consciousness. "Do you think it's so easy to defeat me?" The voice echoed silently in Zhulong's consciousness, and a larger light flashed through its huge black pupils. Zhulong was angry, and anger that was unimaginable was ignited in its heart. So as the anger burned, Zhulong suddenly opened his huge mouth and let out a roar that penetrated the heaven and earth in Lingchi. In the terrifying roar, a golden-red wave suddenly rose from Lingchi's calm liquid surface.

But all this could not shock the figure like a demon. He still existed in Zhulong's consciousness, and was deeply rooted at the other end of Zhulong's consciousness, and even launched an invasion towards Zhulong's will. He had only one person, he was just a tiny little light in the boundless golden red. In the burning of the rage, every part of Han Xin's body was burned and refined, and the soul of the brave, named as the Street Fighter, was quickly awakened, giving the powerful power to this warrior who was determined to avenge.

Now Han Xin's heart was only the belief of revenge. To be precise, since the moment he left the Hall of Longevity, his heart was filled with strong hatred as strong as wine. For such a long road and so long, while saving Zhang Liang while supporting the battle, he was waiting in his heart, waiting for the last moment to face Ying Zheng. Originally, after hearing the news that Ying Zheng was dead in Zhang Liang, he felt as if he could not trace the source of hatred and could not be repaid. But now, Ying Zheng appeared again, and Ying Zheng was still alive. Even if he had become one with Zhulong, it was Ying Zheng.

The one who made a sound in Zhulong's body was Han Xin's greatest hatred in his life!

At the end of the burning flames, Han Xin, who turned into a street fighter, flapped his gun blade and rushed directly into the flames, launching the sharpest charge towards the Zhulong above the sky - Ying Zheng!

(End of this chapter)
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