Evil Emperor’s Poisonous Consort: Divine Doctor Young Miss

In an instant, the old man was submerged in cyan light and shadow.

The green spiritual power kept surging, as if the man was struggling inside, and everyone's hearts trembled as they watched.

What is this?

Could it be the spiritual skill of the Earth Spirit Ancestor?

Some people looked at the ancestor of the earth spirit. The huge dragon head was still prostrate on the ground, and the huge dragon eyes, which were dozens of meters long, were tightly closed, as if they were still sleeping.

Long Qingfeng stood there, watching the alchemist being swallowed up by the green dragon shadow, with a flash of light in his eyes.

He had been paying attention to the movements of the Earth Dragon Ancestor just now and did not notice any fluctuations in spiritual power.

The cyan dragon shadow seemed to appear out of thin air!

His mental power swept away the alchemist who was wrapped in the green dragon shadow. Long Qingfeng frowned slightly, his vitality was disappearing quickly!

He was all too familiar with this feeling. He had experienced similar scenes whether he had advanced through blood food or finally used the technique to integrate the Poison Widow into himself.

But Long Qingfeng never thought that the Earth Dragon Ancestor asked him to bring hundreds of powerful spiritual beings for such a use.

Feeling the rapid decline of the spirit's vitality wrapped in the cyan dragon shadow, Long Qingfeng quietly activated his spiritual power, just in case.

The master of Canglong Pavilion also watched this scene intently. It was obviously the first time for him to see this scene.

The cyan light and shadow kept rolling, because a figure inside could be seen struggling painfully. As the cyan color condensed, the old man inside suddenly burst out with power.

As if struggling to death, the dark figure rushed directly towards the direction of Long Qingfeng.

By now, no matter how late the old man reacted, he had already realized that he had been betrayed by Long Qingfeng!

"Long Qingfeng!"

An extremely hoarse voice came from the cyan light and shadow, like an old man in his twilight years, showing a sense of powerlessness.

Suddenly, the black shadow broke through the circle of green dragon shadows and pounced on Long Qingfeng who was standing aside with a ferocious expression.

On the other hand, the latter stood there with his hands lowered and raised his eyes slightly, with no intention of dodge at all.

After the old man jumped out of the cyan dragon shadow, before he could completely escape, he was entangled by the cyan dragon shadow again. His body suddenly stiffened, and his bloodless cheeks quickly became pale and shriveled.

As if the water was quickly drained, the dragon head bit him at the back of his heart. As the dragon shadow pulled away, an illusory silver-white shadow was pulled out of his body.

The silver-white shadow seemed to be alive. It was vaguely human-shaped. The limbs could be distinguished but the facial features could not be seen clearly.

As the silver-white shadow was bitten out by the cyan dragon shadow, the alchemist's movements suddenly stopped.

Plop.

The mummy that had lost its moisture fell to the ground like a dead branch, lifeless.

The other alchemists suddenly became frightened when they saw that the powerful man at the peak of Huang Ling was so easily snatched away by Dragon Ancestor.

Mei Baoze looked at the scene in front of him, and his heart sank to the bottom. He looked at Long Qingfeng with some unwillingness, and said in a trembling voice: "Master, what is going on."

Long Qingfeng did not respond. He kept staring at the hill-like Earth Dragon Ancestor, watching the cyan dragon shadow carrying silvery white light and shadow blend into his head.

Li Chen was also looking at the scene in front of him and said nothing, but his mental power was always shrouded around the alchemists.

The fate of these people has been determined since they entered this mountain range.