Chapter: 4127

But at this time, there was another muffled thunder in the sky, and shocking lightning rolled layer upon layer in the dark clouds.

Soul draw is coming again.

Han Sanqian muttered and wanted to raise his head, but he couldn't even move his eyes. He knew that if there were a few more flashes of lightning to draw his soul, his remnant soul would disappear completely.

"Han Sanqian, hold on to me."

At this moment, an angry shout came.

"Who, who is talking?" Han Sanqian subconsciously wanted to look around for the source of the voice.

But obviously, at this moment, he can't even move his eyes, so how can he find them? !

"it's me!"

"Dragon?"

"yes!"


Han Sanqian was taken aback for a moment. Since yesterday, the magic dragon has been hiding and not talking, so that if Han Sanqian hadn't been rewarded in advance by Lu Ruoxin, he would have really believed in the old monk, and might even doubt the magic dragon. dragon.

This guy has been playing disappearing from beginning to end without even a word of explanation.

"When I met that old monk, that bastard had already used a strange spell to completely seal the connection between you and me." Almost the same as Han Sanqian, Molong also tried to contact Han Sanqian, but Molong was depressed. Yes, Han Sanqian didn't seem to hear him at all.

Han Sanqian understands!

No wonder this happened at the beginning. It must have been when he was in the city. The old bald donkey used some dirty and despicable means to unknowingly cast some kind of thaumaturgy on Han Sanqian, so that Han Sanqian Qianhe Molong's soul completely lost communication.

It was also because of this that Han Sanqian became more and more suspicious of the magic dragon, and believed more in what the old monk said.

You have to do a full set of acting. Although these bastards are monks, they are impeccable when they play tricks. To say that they are monks is really a complete insult to the monk.

These beasts!

"Then why do you do it now?..." Han Sanqian asked strangely.

But Han Sanqian had already thought of the answer without the answer from the soul of the dragon.

The soul incantations used by these monks are constantly pulling away their souls, and because of this, the souls are being pulled away, so the prohibition on their own souls or the soul of the dragon is interrupted.

"I want to hold on too, but the problem is..."

The problem is that the next shock is just around the corner.

Not to mention holding on, even if he wanted to escape, Han Sanqian didn't even have a chance to catch his breath. How could he hold on based on the current situation?

The restlessness made Han Sanqian very worried about Su Yingxia. To a certain extent, during the process of refining Han Sanqian's soul, his soul was captured by lightning, and his consciousness was also paralyzed by the demonic Buddha's voice.

But relying on a kind of telepathy for Su Yingxia, which made Han Sanqian worry about her fiercely, Han Sanqian was able to wake up a little bit from the suppression of the Buddha's voice.

Based on this, it is conceivable how much Han Sanqian wants to get out alive, take a look at Su Yingxia, or even know how urgent she is now, how could he not want to hold on?

But the reality is always the reality, how can he get out of the current situation.

"Han Sanqian, don't forget, you are Han Sanqian."

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