"Uncle Wang, you should know that since I dare to speak out, there must be a way."
Ling Yuan smiled slightly and what he said made Wang Jing stunned.
Then he seemed to think of something and stood up excitedly.
"Ling Yuan, if you can really save my old friend, I can do anything you ask me to do!"
The corner of Ling Yuan's mouth curled up: "I want Wang Ming to recognize me as his godfather."
"Okay, from today on, we will be sworn brothers!" Wang Jing did not hesitate.
"Ah, this is just a joke, don't take it seriously."
Ling Yuan looked at Wang Jing without any hesitation and quickly waved his hand.
He is only 18, still young, and doesn't want to be a father for the time being.
"Uncle Wang, let's go out, your contracted beast should be quite big too."
"good!"
Wang Jing nodded quickly.
Ling Yuan grabbed his arm and flashed an imaginary number.
When he appeared again, he was already in the wild.
After glancing around, Ling Yuan said: "There should be no one here. Uncle Wang, please release your contracted beast."
Wang Jing nodded and slowly rolled up his sleeves.
On it, there is a flame tattoo like an oriental dragon head.
"Old man, come out."
The tattoo turned red and gradually turned into flames.
The magma began to spread under Wang Jing's feet, and everything it passed was burned to ashes.
The endless flames condensed into a hundred-foot fire dragon in the void.
The Holy Ancient Flame Dragon, one of the top ten monsters on the fantasy beast list, was one of the first contracted beasts that established the Yan Kingdom’s dominance in Asia.
It looks like a very standard oriental dragon.
It's just that this overlord-level contracted beast is lying on the ground languidly.
Looking at the Holy Ancient Flame Dragon lying quietly on the ground, Ling Yuan slowly walked over.
In an instant, the red dragon opened its red-gold vertical pupils.
"Xiaoyan, it's okay."
After hearing Wang Jing's words, the originally vigilant Saint Gu Yanlong relaxed his mind and continued to lie weakly on the ground.
Ling Yuan took a look and saw that there were basically no external injuries.
Wang Jing, who was standing next to him, couldn't help but feel regretful when he saw the look of his old friend: "Back when I was in Tianfeng Mountain, because of my own will, I forcibly blocked the self-destruction of a strong man at the Demon King level."
"And Xiaoyan transferred all the injuries to himself in order to save me. Although the external injuries were healed, the internal injuries..."
"Don't worry, Uncle Wang, I will help you cure it."
Ling Yuan comforted him and made a move towards the void.
The flame turned into two spears and appeared in Ling Yuan's hands.
"I have awakened to seize God's hegemony... Oh, sorry, I said it wrong."
Seeing Wang Jing's strange expression, Ling Yuan coughed lightly.
His face became solemn~
"The Spirit of Love and Mediation"
"Encourage my body, warn you, and transform my body into a huge demon."
"Phoenix!"
Groan!
The cry of phoenix sounded.
The pink divine bird emerged from the void behind Ling Yuan, spread its huge wings, and gently enveloped Ling Yuan.
The next moment, the strong wind dissipated, and Ling Yuan appeared in full magic attire.
A vertical pupil representing demonic transformation appeared between the eyebrows, and behind it was a pair of pink wings.
After the last time, this is the second time that Ling Yuan uses Phoenix's full-body magic suit.
If possible, he really doesn't want to dress as a woman.
Under Wang Jing's stunned eyes, he slowly flew up into the sky.
"Great magic!"
Holding the Xinyan sword in one hand, he stood on his chest.
Light emerged in the sky, and a huge eight-pointed star formation appeared behind Ling Yuan.
"hold head high!"
A giant pink energy bird emerged from the huge magic circle.
"Healing Wheel!"
The giant pink bird flapped its wings and slowly landed on top of the Holy Ancient Flame Dragon.
The wings condensed into a white light wheel and flew above the Holy Ancient Flame Dragon.
The rich vitality began to flow towards the Holy Ancient Yanlong lying on the ground.
"hold head high--"
Feeling this rich breath of life, Saint Ancient Yanlong couldn't help but make a sound of comfort.
呲呲呲~
Just as he was being cured in an orderly manner, suddenly, inexplicable black gas emerged from the body of the Holy Ancient Flame Dragon.
Saint Gu Yanlong, who originally closed his eyes, also showed a painful expression.
"Um?"
Ling Yuan frowned and called out to the devil: "Phoenix."
"King, there is an extremely powerful energy in its body that is resisting my treatment."
Phoenix's melancholy voice sounded from the vertical pupils on Ling Yuan's forehead.
"This power is very dark, but very pure."
"They probably entered by mistake when the Demon King exploded."
Ling Yuan murmured.
"So……."
"Phoenix, you take charge."
Throwing the Xin Yan sword out.
In an instant, the Xinyan Great Sword stood in the void, and a huge female demon flew out of the Xinyan Great Sword like blue smoke.
Appearing in the void, he put his hands together in the air. In the middle of his hands was the Xinyan sword.
"Okay, so big."
After Wang Jing saw Phoenix, he was immediately attracted.
Ling Yuan shouted helplessly: "Uncle Wang, don't be stunned, keep an eye on your dragon."
Phoenix is big, but you are also a family man. Is it really okay to watch it for so long?
"Ah, oh!"
After Wang Jing came to his senses, he quickly said.
Falling to the ground, looking at the red dragon crawling on the ground, the Golden City opened, and a golden long sword was spit out with a golden halo.
Ling Yuan grasped the hilt of the Golden Osmanthus Sword and pulled it out.
Looking at Wang Jing, he said: "Uncle Wang, it will hurt a little later, please ask your dragon to bear it."
"If you go ahead and do it, I will take good care of it." Wang Jing said.
Ling Yuan nodded and picked up the Golden Osmanthus Sword.
laugh--!
Pushed it in.
The scales, which were harder than diamonds, were penetrated in an instant.
The golden long sword, except for the hilt, was pierced into the body of the Holy Ancient Flame Dragon.
"!!!"
In an instant, the eyes of Saint Gu Yanlong, who had a pained expression on his face, suddenly opened.
Without waiting for the other party's reaction, Ling Yuan shouted softly: "Akunologia."
Buzz~
The Sword of Golden Osmanthus began to flicker, and the Feather of Finality residing in the sword began to absorb the demonic energy accumulated in the body of the Holy Ancient Flame Dragon.
"hold head high!"
The Holy Ancient Flame Dragon roared in pain.
Bang!
The dragon's tail a hundred meters away slapped the mountain peak heavily, and the huge force caused cracks to appear in the mountain range.
"Xiaoyan, as long as we survive now, we can return to the top. We must hold back." Wang Jing said loudly.
Wang Jing's words seemed to give it motivation, allowing it to endure the heartbreaking pain.
As the demonic energy is absorbed bit by bit, Phoenix's healing power is also activated.
The internal injuries were quickly cured, the blocked meridians became unblocked, and the spiritual energy circulated again.
"alright."
Sensing the message from Acnologia, Ling Yuan took hold of the sword and pulled it out!
"boom--!"
The moment the long sword was drawn out, a terrifying heat spread towards the surroundings.
The crimson flames swept thousands of miles in an instant.
All the surrounding forests and mountains were burned to the ground.
The Holy Ancient Flame Dragon roared and soared towards the sky.
"roar!"
The sunset-colored clouds gathered, and Saint Gu Yanlong vented his excitement, as if announcing his return.
"This, this is?!"
Wang Jing also looked at his hands in great surprise.
The power is all back!
If he fights Wang Ming again, he is now confident that he can beat him to a point where he even knows his father.
In mid-air, Phoenix glanced at the dragon soaring in the sky with lingering fear.
This world is too scary.
Even a dragon that is about to die of illness can burst out with devastating power after its injuries are healed.
It was really good that she chose to be obedient at that time.
"Uncle Wang, how are you?" Ling Yuan asked with a smile, looking at Wang Jing who was caught in surprise.
"Not only did my strength recover, but I also made a breakthrough! Now I am already at the ninth level of the God of Contract!" Wang Jing laughed loudly.
I feel unprecedentedly comfortable, and the frustration I once felt is gone!
at the same time
People in the eight directions all felt the terrifying yet familiar aura coming from the Yan Kingdom.
"Has Wang Jing recovered from his contracted beast's injuries?"
Xia Annan, who was teaching Xia Ranran, paused and said in surprise.
"No need to guess, Xiao Yuan probably did it too." Xiao Qingya said with a smile.
Xia Annan shook his head and sighed softly: "I really don't know what this kid did. Even Ran Ran broke through the sixth level in one day."
Involuntarily, he sighed the same as Wang Jing.
If only they had friends like Ling Yuan back then...