He wanted to use the Donghuang Sword to use his Heavenly Soul to sense the nine-color dragon scales.
However, the Nine Color Dragon Scales and the Donghuang Sword themselves do not seem to be interoperable.
So, he stretched out his left hand and directly touched the nine-color dragon scale.
When his fingers touched the nine-color dragon scales, his fingertips really sank into them!
This shows that the interior of the Nine Color Dragon Scale has changed from solid to liquid, just like a miniature original interface.
Buzz!
The moment he put his finger in, the nine-colored liquid flowed along his finger, seemed to have immediately entered his flesh and blood, and spread to his arm.
At that moment, Li Tianming felt as if his fingers were almost exploding.
You know, his dark arm is quite strong and is the strongest part of his body.
Sizzle!
A whole black finger became dazzling under the influence of the nine-color liquid.
A terrifying aura of power emanated from this finger.
With the third Heaven-stealing Eye on Li Tianming's left hand, you can clearly see the part of his finger that extends into the nine-color dragon scale.
He suddenly saw——
Within the nine-color dragon scale, the figure with five companion beasts and divine dragons beside him stretched out his palm and held Li Tianming's finger.
"The dragon soul is immortal, Xuanyuan is immortal!"
These eight words came from my fingers and kept ringing and vibrating in my ears.
Even penetrates the soul of life.
Boom boom boom.
In the sea of consciousness, the world is turned upside down.
These words seemed to be engraved on Li Tianming's soul.
He could feel the dragon spirit contained in these eight words.
This rich, deep voice has too much heritage.
It was as if these were not just the words of one person, but hundreds of thousands of Dragon Emperors present, speaking together to give instructions to future generations.
Li Tianming only felt a stream of heat flowing directly from the nine-color dragon scales along his fingers to his body.
For a moment, all the mustard seeds in his body were affected by the double impact of will and strength.
Click, click, click!
The bones in his left hand were vibrating and almost about to explode.
In a daze, Li Tianming felt that when the nine-color liquid entered his body, it absorbed the violent star source power and surrounded him.
"Well!"
In pain, he quickly pulled out his finger.
It was only then that the nine-color liquid left his body and returned to the nine-color dragon scales.
Only then did the violent star power surrounding him dissipate.
"What does it feel like?"
The Holy Dragon Emperor asked.
"It seems that the Nine Dragons Emperor is giving me strength, but it's too hard to bear."
Li Tianming said.
"What kind of power is it? The power of the divine soul? The power of the star wheel? Without divine will, how can you control it?"
The Holy Dragon Emperor asked again.
"I don't know. It's very strange. It's like the liquid in the dragon scales surges up into the body, and the star source power comes."
It is common sense that the star source needs to be transformed into the star wheel source power of one's own practice before it can be used by oneself.
After listening, the Seven Dragon Emperors looked at each other.
"Let's go now and study it slowly when we get back."
The Holy Dragon Emperor's Way.
The clan members are still in the Ten Thousand Dragons Mountain, and as Dragon Emperors, they don't dare to leave for too long.
Now the closer to the wedding day, the more frantic the two sides of the Ten Thousand Dragons Mountain Confrontation become.
A fight could start at any time.
…
After coming out of Shilong Cave and returning to Little Saint Dragon Peak, Li Tianming tried several times with his fingers, but he ended up being covered in mustard seeds and unable to bear it.
After struggling for several days, the Seven Dragon Emperor couldn't figure out the mystery, so he had to give up.
They originally thought that the changes in the origin interface would help Xuanyuan Long Sect.
After the Dragon Emperors went to do other things first, Li Tianming still spent a lot of time studying the changed nine-color dragon scales and trying to communicate with the 'Nine Dragon Emperor' inside.
However, to no avail for the time being.
As the wedding day approaches, the atmosphere becomes depressing.
Everyone is restless and restless.
The fate of the Xuanyuan Dragon Sect will soon be judged by the Sun Emperor.
This wedding is not just a wedding.
…
Li Tianming would go to the Abandoned Alchemy Cave to see Ye Lingfeng every few days.
After opening the manhole cover and standing at the mouth of the alchemy cave, Li Tianming felt particularly uncomfortable smelling the exciting smells.
He really couldn't imagine how Ye Lingfeng could persist in there for such a long time.
Even the Soul Demon slipped in a few days ago.
Fortunately it has no sense of taste, otherwise it wouldn't have been able to stay so long.
"Xiao Feng, come out."
Li Tianming shouted.
"No. I'm in a critical period."
A gloomy voice came from inside.
From this sentence, one can hear that he is struggling, persisting, and refining these waste elixirs to the limit of the Yuanshi Gate.
The waste elixir is not only highly poisonous, but also has chaotic attributes. Forcibly improving it in this way will definitely cause a lot of damage to the body.
Even destroy the foundation.
"well enough?"
Li Tianming was silent for a while and finally asked.
"Brother, no problem."
Ye Lingfeng gritted his teeth and smiled.
Sometimes life is definitely not that easy.
Even they will encounter the current predicament that they cannot help themselves with.
Under the heavy pressure of the Sun Emperor and the Order Celestial Clan, it was difficult for everyone to breathe.
Li Tianming knew that Ye Lingfeng was enduring the ordeal of going beyond the Sword Dragon Sea Prison just to escape the predicament and protect the people he loved.
Fight hard, struggle, and fight to the end!
Li Tianming is also doing these things.
He couldn't tell Ye Lingfeng that everything was up to him.
Facing this star source war, he himself was powerless.
Therefore, the only thing he could say to Ye Lingfeng was:
"Keep your heart!"
"must!"
Ye Lingfeng no longer had the energy to speak.
His words were simple, just to use 100% concentration to fight against the violent power of waste elixirs.
If Li Tianming goes down, you can see that almost all the skin on his body has turned dark black.
Even the teeth and the whites of the eyes are no exception.
The most frightening thing is that the skin has become cracked, corroded, and the bones have protruded.
What was once a handsome face now looks like it has been smeared with charcoal.
Not to mention the lips, even the tongue was filled with turbulent black air.
He stood up tremblingly, dragged his heavy body, rolled up black mist, and came to the mountain of waste pills.
Grabbed a big handful again.
When the soul demon beat his chest and made a whining sound, he gritted his teeth and smiled at the soul demon, and then threw the handful of useless pills into the Gate of the Origin.
Buzz buzz!
The whirlpool strangled and swallowed him, but the chaotic black energy, like poison, surged from his chest through his body again.
It's like countless poisonous insects burrowing in and out of its skin.
"Well."
Ye Lingfeng staggered, his head hit the ground, and he fell down.
"Scare—"
He widened his dark red eyes and breathed heavily.
Kaka!
Supporting his trembling hands, he climbed up again.
"Xiao Feng, stand up."
"Brother Xiaofeng, you have to work hard, we are all with you."
"You must become stronger so that you can pursue the life you desire."
"You've already done a good job, please work harder!"
In the soul of life, voices and faces appeared one after another.
They never disappear, and Ye Lingfeng is never alone.
"If you want to take her away, you have to run forward. No matter what you hit, you can't look back!"
"If anyone blocks the way, kill him!"
"kill him!!"
Whose voice is it?
Is it the soul of the 80,000 clans or the devil in my heart?
The black mist on his body filled the air, converging into a shocking demonic shadow, like a heavy mountain, pressing down on him.