Qinglong wanted to cry, but he didn't want to cry. Although he didn't understand the methods of Death, various rumors were enough to make him frightened. He also wanted to run away, but he also knew that he had only one lump in his head and wanted to run away from Death's hands, which was undoubtedly a fool.

Now, I can only take one step at a time. The lustful dragon blinked his pitiful big eyes and looked at the god of death sadly. He said sadly in his heart, "I'm so pitiful." I have been a virgin dragon for a lifetime. I only got on a few fairy dragons before I died. Now that I'm dead, I have to catch the god of death and abuse it."

"Do you want to be resurrected?" The crisp and nice voice of the God of Death sounded in his ears. Since he knew that this idiot dragon had heard his real voice for a long time, the God of Death simply asked in his original voice.

Resurrection? The dragon's eyes widened, and was so surprised that even its eyes were almost glaring out. However, it was both happy and afraid. What was happy was that he heard that there was hope for resurrection, and what was afraid of not knowing what tricks the god of death was playing.

"If you don't want to, forget it." The God of Death waved his hand indifferently and prepared to leave.

"I think, think. I think ten thousand people." Seeing that the God of Death was about to leave, Qinglong could not think about her conspiracy? Everything will be discussed when she is resurrected.

"Since you want, I will prepare the ceremony for you to resurrect the bone-like dragon." The god of death stopped.

"Okay!" As soon as the linglong spoke, he immediately noticed something was wrong. He opened his mouth and said in surprise: "Bone, bone dragon?"

"I know what you are thinking." Death looked at him quietly: "My knowledge and ability are not enough to resurrect you to be the same. However, it is nothing. The body is just a means to continue life. The ability you once had will not lose after becoming a bone dragon. You can still practice, or in other words, the speed of practice can be faster." Death, I don't know how long it has been, and I haven't been so patient to explain so much to others. In her territory, as long as it is her command, even a word, there are countless people who will desperately execute it, without any objection.

"Uh, I have all the abilities I have before?" The lust dragon was overjoyed. It was not bad. I wanted to agree, but I thought of a very, very important thing: "Then, will there be a little ancestor after becoming a bone dragon?"

Seeing the expression of lustful dragon, the God of Death thought he had agreed. But the sudden words made her stunned on the spot. In her wide robe, the pretty face hidden tightened into a dark blue color. She forced herself to slap his lewd head into pieces, and almost said in two squeezed words: "No!"

"If you don't have a little ancestor, what's the point of living?" The lust dragon said with grief and anger: "If you can't soak those beautiful and emotional female dragons, you might as well die."

"Then you go to die for me." The god of death was choked and he spent a lot of energy to keep his life imprint. Unexpectedly, this lustful dragon was not grateful. He even slapped his head for such a ridiculous reason. When he was about to be shot, he changed his mind and changed it to grab it, and temporarily threw his head into his own storage space.

"Sure enough, what kind of master is there?" The god of death lifted his cloak and revealed his innocent but somewhat tired face: "What kind of servant is there."

"Sir." A quiet voice sounded from behind the god of death. A girl in her twenties came over. She looked pure and charming. What's even more rare is that she had an obsessive pair of eyes, emitting a faint silver light. She asked with concern: "Are you okay? Just now, I heard a scream here."

"It's okay." The God of Death breathed a sigh of relief and said in a rare soft voice: "Yin Tong, there's no problem in practicing."

Liu Qian, who was far away in that dark place, had no idea that his treasure dragon had been wandering around the line of life and death for a few times. Now he was so happy that after so long, he finally could move. Just like a weak old man, Liu Qian stood up tremblingly. The various functions of his body were in good condition, but it was just those broken meridian problems that could not be recovered in a day or two. Liu Qian, who had been lying here for no reason, took a trembling step and was full of excitement. Why hadn't he ever felt that walking was such a happy thing?

The skeleton thief also seemed to be very excited about his master. He was able to stand up and walk around Liu Qian happily.

"Damn, don't show off your light steps in front of me." Liu Qian was so angry by the flexible movements of the bone thief, which greatly hurt his confidence. He used to throw it away and shook his thunderously: "Go and stay aside for me."

Seeing the bone thief obeying the order, she stood quietly behind the corner. Liu Qian slowly walked around this radius of dozens of meters. He touched the walls, which were dry rock walls. After walking dozens of meters in that corridor, Liu Qian didn't dare to break into the corridor now. Now he was just barely able to walk around. This corridor is unfathomable and dangerous. In this period of time, more than a dozen skeletons had come from this corridor. They were weak and strong. Fortunately, they all died under the means of the bone thief's sneaking and backstab.

Liu Qian returned to the rock chamber and took out a bottle of Peiyuan Pill again. After swallowing one pill, he began to meditate and heal the wound. In the dantian, the spirit soul was almost split into pieces, emitting a faint and faint spiritual spirit true energy. This is pretty good. If it were just injured, the spirit soul would be much miserable than it is now, and even a trace of true energy could not be emitted.

With the help of Peiyuan Dan, Liu Qian began to use the weak true qi to warm up the damaged and blocked meridians. Just above the dantian, Liu Qian hit all the true qi there. The weak true qi full of agility and vitality wrapped the small meridians, nourishing the meridians with spiritual energy and allowing them to speed up the recovery speed. The damage to the meridians is really serious, and many places are blocked and broken, or twisted into a ball. So, it is impossible to use the large circumference or even the small circumference to heal the wounds. He can only rely on the true qi naturally emitted from the spiritual soul to repair the meridians bit by bit.

With Liu Qian's late-stage spiritual body, his meridians will gradually recover naturally, but that is really a long time. However, even if the true qi is used to nourish the meridians and greatly improve efficiency, the time it takes may even be for a normal person's life.

Generally speaking, Liu Qian only repaired half of the meridian after the first half of the year. Fortunately, after the past six months, his physical function has almost recovered. Not to mention walking, even running and jumping high. Except for most of the meridians that have not been repaired, his body is now no different from normal people. No, it is much stronger than ordinary people. When he practices to the Spirit Soul stage, he evolves several times, and even if he can only use a little bit of spiritual soul true energy for the time being. Liu Qian's physical strength is still many times stronger than that of ordinary people.

A small pit could appear when he punched the rock wall. At this point, Liu Qian decided to take his own bone thief with him. Leave this place and look everywhere, especially to figure out what happened in this alien dimension space. The black iron armor and sword that the bone thief didn't like was also worn by Liu Qian. If you encounter something particularly dangerous, you can still use it to block it.

Let the bone thief sneak in front of him to explore the way, Liu Qian exerted his mental power and included a radius of 100 meters into his sensory range. Soon, Liu Qian discovered it. This place turned out to be a complex world with countless forks and a rock chamber similar to that repaired by Liu Qian.

In the long and complex corridor, there are many skeletons walking around casually, and these skeletons have uneven strength. Some are just similar to the trash skeletons that the necromancer just summoned, while others are more powerful, almost equal to the sword and shield skeleton killed by the bone thief. Those skeletons almost kill each other, like a world where the strong prey on the weak. Strong skeletons often kill some weak skeletons and plunder their driving energy. Of course, there are also some strong skeletons who are besieged by a group of small skeletons and are angry to death.

"Riska, idiot." Liu Qian suddenly saw so many strange skeletons and couldn't help but start cursing. Grandma, what growth skeletons are very rare. Rare, rare? There are growth skeletons everywhere. Almost all skeletons can plunder the energy of other skeletons to strengthen their strength. However, Liu Qian didn't know that he was wronged. The growth skeletons that Riska referred to were rare. They were rare in the growth skeletons he discovered and made. On the Tianfeng Continent, growth skeletons are indeed very rare. The ordinary skeletons made by the Necromancer cannot be regarded as real undead skeletons. Those are just using secret techniques to drive a bunch of bones, without life and instinct. They are just some tools.

The real skeleton is the guys who are called growth skeletons by the necromancer. Moreover, because of the special reason of this alien dimension space, the owner has abundant special spiritual energy. Therefore, here, the skeletons can easily develop their own weak consciousness of life and fight with their consciousness of life.
Chapter completed!