Thinking of this, Emperor Qing's expression was a little unsightly. Now that he was entering the critical moment of refining the dragon soul, Zhuo Wen actually chose to become a demon to obtain powerful power, which was beyond Qing Emperor's expectation.

At this moment, Zhuo Wen had come to Lu Hantian and Elder Shi Yuan, and with a clap of his right hand, he took out the bronze paper kite from the spirit ring.

This bronze paper kite was the flying spirit treasure that Lu Hantian had given him back then, and its speed was not slow. It was a very good means of transportation for seriously injured warriors like Lu Hantian and Elder Shiyuan.

Zhuo Wen's eyes were red, and he forcibly suppressed the terrifying desire to kill. He said to Lu Hantian and Elder Shiyuan in a deep voice: "Brother Hantian, Elder Shiyuan! You two quickly got on the bronze paper kite and left the imperial capital."

"Zhuowen! Why did you choose to become a demon? Once you become a demon, your destiny will not be dominated by you, but will be dominated by the endless desire to kill in your mind. At that time, you will lose yourself and become a demon." Lu Han Tian said in a low voice.

"I... have no choice! Leave now, I'm about to lose control of this desire to kill."

Zhuo Wen let out a low growl, and made a move with his right hand. In a short while, Lu Hantian and Elder Shiyuan were wrapped up by Zhuo Wen and put on the bronze paper kite, and then Zhuo Wen patted the bronze paper kite with his right hand.

A high-pitched chirp sounded, and the bronze kite led Lu Hantian and Elder Shiyuan, turned into a green light and rushed out of the imperial capital.

After the bronze kite completely disappeared from sight, Zhuo Wen turned around slowly, with a pair of blood-red eyes staring at the Qing Emperor not far away, who was still refining Xiao Hei.

Emperor Qing frowned, feeling Zhuo Wen's murderous eyes, and felt anxious in his heart. Now that he is about to succeed in refining, Zhuo Wen's ghost is still haunting him.

At the same time, Xiao Hei, who was originally weak, began to struggle hard, and the sounds of dragons roared continuously.

"Xiao Hei! Wait for me, I will release you."

Muttering in a low voice, Zhuo Wen stomped on the sole of his foot and sprinted towards the Qing Emperor. The speed was so fast that he arrived near the Qing Emperor in just two breaths.

"Emperor Qing, take your life!"

As he said that, Zhuo Wen's bloody spear had already flitted out, and endless sharpness overflowed, and the bloody spear tip was straight towards Qingdi's eyebrows, which contained a strong momentum of going forward.

"Damn it! Within five breaths, this emperor will be able to completely refine this dragon soul. Damn it! Zhuowen, that little bastard."

Zhuowen's shot is even more terrifying than before, especially now that Zhuowen has become possessed, his power has reached the terrifying level of a first-level emperor. Even the Qing Emperor would not dare to just stand like this and be attacked by Zhuowen.

With a roar, Qingdi retreated again and again with a look of reluctance, and even more rarely burst into foul language in his mouth.

Whoosh!

Zhuowen came to Xiaohei, pushed his right palm, and spit out powerful force, and the bloody runes surrounding Xiaohei's body were directly shattered by Zhuowen's powerful palm.

Woohoo!

Breaking away from the shackles of the bloody rune, Xiao Hei's huge dragon body gradually shrank, and finally turned into a palm-sized little black dog.

However, the little black dog was dying at this moment, and the black spirit body became illusory and dull at this moment, and his breath was extremely weak and sluggish.

Slowly falling on Zhuo Wen's shoulder, Xiao Hei showed a forced smile, and said in a low voice: "I really didn't expect your kid to use the seal of Xueji, don't you want to die?"

Zhuo Wen shook his head and said, "Do you think I can bear you being refined by Emperor Qing? You are my partner, and I will never let you be enslaved by Emperor Qing. What's wrong with becoming a demon? After all, sometimes , there will always be times when you can't help yourself."

"Xiao Hei! You have consumed too much of your original power, go back to the spirit ring first!" Zhuo Wen said suddenly.

Xiao Hei was startled, and hesitantly said: "Zhuowen! Your sea of ??consciousness?"

"Abolished!"

Zhuo Wen said softly, the Qing Emperor's power was too strong before, and he stirred in Zhuo Wen's sea of ??knowledge unscrupulously, even if Zhuo Wen's sea of ??knowledge is very strong, he can't stand the toss, and now it has basically been messed up.

If Zhuo Wen hadn't borrowed the power of the Gorefiend now, it would be impossible for him to wake up, but he would still be in a coma.

Looking at the young man with bloody eyes and blood hair at this moment, Xiao Hei suddenly found that the young man in front of him and Zhuo Wen seemed to have changed into a different person. After being enchanted, Zhuo Wen became much more indifferent. Attitude.

"Xiao Hei! Leave everything to me, you enter the spirit ring first!"

Zhuo Wen turned his head, with a smile on his face, but at this moment, Zhuo Wen's eyes were red, and his cheeks were covered with ferocious bloodshot, which made Zhuo Wen look quite ferocious and strange.

Looking at the smile on Zhuowen's face, Xiao Hei suddenly felt his nose sour. The young man in front of him was almost unrecognizable because of his enchantment, and Xiao Hei also knew that Zhuo Wen was enduring inhuman torture and pain at this moment.

"Zhuowen... Be careful!"

Opening his mouth, Xiao Hei didn't know what to say, but the black eyeballs were already surrounded by mist, and finally he could only spit out this sentence.

Whoosh!

Xiao Hei turned into a black light and got into Zhuo Wen's spirit ring.

call!

Exhaling lightly, Zhuo Wen slowly raised his head, staring at the somewhat distraught Qing Emperor in front of him, the murderous intent in his eyes became more and more intense, and the blood color became deeper and deeper. JrNovels.com