"This, my soul!"

Doudou in Baichuan Bag finally stopped calming, and the screams fell clearly into Mo Yiming's ears, making Mo Yiming not know what it meant.

But obviously Mo Yiming didn't have time to think about these problems now. He only felt a strong suction and withdrawal force behind him. The suction and withdrawal force did not feel painful, but was just emitted from his body, as if pulling the void, and insisting on pulling out a phantom from this void.

"It is impossible for ordinary monks to have the soul of their deity in the transformation realm. Why does the soul of their deity appear when they transform into shape? What is your identity?"

Doudou's words, with a scream, fell into Mo Yiming's ears, which made Mo Yiming a little unhappy.

"Doudou, it's not the time to discuss this now, and I don't know what I am. Don't disturb me now, I want to transform!"

After Mo Yiming shouted deeply, feeling the huge pulling force, his hands spread out. The moment his hands spread out, the afterimage behind him suddenly echoed with a bang, rushed out of the vortex, rushed out of the shackles of the iron cliff, and rushed straight into the sky!

At this same time, after the phantom rushed into the sky, a huge and strange word suddenly appeared in the sky. This word looked like a spell. It suddenly roared like a dragon roar during the rotation, turning into countless golden residual lights, and began to condense in full view of everyone!

At this moment, the incredible look in everyone's eyes was even more intense! Even Yi Chen was the same.

His face began to twitch. He looked at the golden residual light condensed, and he couldn't help but ponder: "Condensing the residual light, transforming into shape, and the soul of the deity appears! Only by transforming into a god can this be done. Why can he have such a strange thing when he breaks through the transformation!"

Beside Yichen, Cheng Yuanbi was about to ask about the strangeness of Yichen's scene now, but now after hearing Yichen's voice, he learned that Yichen didn't know either.

Yun Zhuan, who had always been proud, didn't know when he gave up his arrogant capital. He looked at the condensed light in the sky, his lips slightly opened, and his inner doubts and shock also came out as his mouth squirmed: "This Mo Yiming, could it be from gathering energy to transforming the gods! This is impossible! But why did this soul of the deity appear when he broke through?"

At this same time, the expression of the Lord of Nanming City also became extremely solemn. He looked at the golden residual light that covered half of the sky, looked at the condensed golden residual light, and became suspicious of his previous guesses.

"Is it possible that what I saw before was not that the Qi-gathering cultivator was breaking through perfection? Instead, a person who transformed into a form is stepping into a form of transformation? But all this is very consistent with what the person described. Even so, if this person is not a perfect person, then when the form of transformation into a form of transformation, his cultivation level will not be underestimated at this moment. I don't know what kind of strange magic method the person practiced is!"

The Lord of Nanming pondered in his heart, his eyes tightly locked on the residual light, as if he had condensed his eyes and saw as clearly as possible that after the residual light was condensed, what kind of soul of the deity was!

Under his gaze, after a moment, the condensed residual light was like a long rainbow hovering in the sky. Looking closely, it was even more like a dragon's phantom.

"The Lord of Nine Dragons! This person's soul is the Lord of Nine Dragons!"

The Lord of Nanming took a breath, unable to believe everything he saw. At this moment, there was an inexplicable tremor in his heart, and as he pondered, the idea of ​​killing appeared in his mind.

"It turns out that prophecies are true."

The expression of the Lord of Nanming City began to become gloomy, and a trace of bloodthirsty light that was not easy to detect in his eyes seemed to contain endless murderous intent.

At the same time, Yichen and Cheng Yuanbi's body trembled slightly at the same time, Yun Zhuan's mouth opened wider. Although he looked at the dragon phantom. Although it was very blurry, he looked at the trajectory, the state, and the feeling of different seeping out of the void at this moment. Each one showed the soul of this deity - Bufan!

"The soul of the emperor...the soul of the dragon...what is this Mo Yiming? What kind of blood is flowing on him!"

Yun Zhuan was not curious about Mo Yiming's identity before, but on this day, he had to feel mysterious about Mo Yiming's identity. He seemed to understand why Mo Yiming could kill several transformation cultivators at this moment, and seemed to be able to figure out why Mo Yiming's cultivation level was so fast.

At the same time, at the smoke lamp in the underworld, he looked at the raging fire in the stove. At this moment, the fire suddenly let out a thunderous sound. In the flame, another ball of flame that soared into the sky. After the flame stayed above, it turned into a fire dragon under the gaze of the smoke lamp!

Yan Deng's face was trembling, and his expression seemed to see something terrible. His body was stunned, and too many doubts began to echo in his mind.

"The soul of the deity... After gathering energy, he had not yet reached the transformation. How could he appear the soul of the deity? He had no talent for cultivation, so why did his cultivation improve so quickly later? When he was hitting the twelve levels of the energy gathering, he should have perished, but why! Such a strong breath of life appeared."

While the smoke lamp pondered, the doubts and shock in his heart forced him to recall the scenes of meeting Mo Yiming again.

He clearly remembered that when he first met Mo Yiming, he avoided Nan Li's pursuit because of Mo Yiming's mortal blood. At that time, Yan Deng was sure that Mo Yiming was a mortal.

But later, Mo Yiming actually broke away from the body of a mortal and had the talent for cultivation. This made Yan Deng extremely puzzled. Now, the scenes that happened in the near time made Yan Deng feel more mysterious and puzzled to Mo Yiming.

"This kid... must not be an ordinary person. This person is the appearance of an emperor! The form of a strong man!"

Yan Deng took a breath and continued to sit cross-legged on the carpet, looking at the fire dragon in the air, unable to come back to his senses for a long time.

And in this sky, there was no real deity appearing in the phantom condensed by the residual light.

Mo Yiming in the iron chain cliff still felt the huge force of sucking away, as if he did not let the phantom in the sky escape from his original deity. At this moment, a golden line appeared on his chest.

The lines emanate from the inside out, spreading in front of Mo Yiming's chest, forming the appearance of a divine dragon!

"It's indeed the clan of the Zunzhi clan!"

Doudou didn't say anything at this moment, but when he saw the dragon on Mo Yiming's chest, he felt extremely trembling, as if he saw an extremely powerful existence!

"I was still wondering before, why could he pick up the Flute of Eternity, why did he get the Taiyue Technique... These two things are the most treasures of the Zunzhi clan. Could it be that this is a conspiracy, and the Zunzhi clan has not completely disappeared?"

Doudou mostly heard about the Zunzhi clan. He did not know much about the Zunzhi clan, but he still heard about some things about the Zunzhi clan, including the body nature of the Zunzhi clan. The demise of the Zunzhi clan was also heard from the truth.

After the appearance of the dragon appeared in Mo Yiming's chest, the golden light in the sky slowly smiled, and finally returned to the calm sky, a trace of golden light poured into Mo Yiming's eyebrows, and the vortex around Mo Yiming's body suddenly disappeared. At the same time, Mo Yiming looked full of energy and incredibly energetic.

A satisfied light oozing out of his eyes, feeling the powerful force traveling through his body, which was countless times stronger than when he gathered his energy.

"The feeling of transformation is indeed different."

After a satisfied thought, Mo Yiming's body changed and slowly rushed out of the heavy pressure. After a moment, he flew out from the entrance of the iron cliff.
Chapter completed!