Zhao Yuan threw a crystal to Kelt and thought to himself, it seems that in addition to being called a crystal, this crystal also has a name called magic core.
"The best magic core! The best magic core..."
Kelt carefully held the top-grade crystal that emitted a dreamlike light, and while muttering to himself, he actually cried with joy.
For Kelt, she has not seen the magic core since her resurrection. During these long years of escape, her dream was to have a crystal that could restore magical powers.
Kelte, who couldn't wait, actually began to absorb the energy of the magic core in front of Zhao Yuan. Her palms suddenly transformed into dragon scales and sharp nails, and held the magic core in her palm.
Celtic blue eyes began to shine like lightning, and gradually, she revealed her powerful true body. The scales covering the outside were clearly visible, and the outermost layer of the scales was a layer of translucent horn-like texture.
Gives the scales a charming sheen.
The seven-colored light emitted by the ultimate magic core could not leave Celtic's body at all, and was immediately swallowed up by a majestic force.
At this time, Li Mozhu, who had heard the secrets of the gods, was already numb and stared blankly at the shocking scene.
Zhao Principle was secretly shocked by Celtic's speed in absorbing crystal stones.
Normally, it would take at least several months or even several years for an early cultivator to absorb the power of a top-grade crystal. It would also take several months for a master of cultivation like Wan Ziyu to obtain the crystal.
In the later stages of cultivation of cultivators, the role of crystals has been minimal. Just like Zhao Yuan now, he can practice almost without crystals because he has established a world in his physical body and formed an endless world.
environment.
Kelte can absorb the energy of the crystal so quickly, which shows that her physique is different from that of humans.
As expected of the Dragon Clan!
While Zhao Yuan was thinking about it, the giant dragon standing tall and majestic made people dare not look at it. There was a strong self-confidence between his brows.
Finally, the crystal clear and dazzling top-quality crystal became extremely dim and turned into an ordinary stone...
"Thank you!" Kelt transformed back into a human form, staring greedily at the magic core in Zhao Yuan's hand, ready to move.
"I think dragons should be a noble and intelligent race!" Zhao Yuan calmly put the crystal in his hand into the Sumeru Ring.
Kelt said nothing, restraining the urge to snatch.
Western dragons and Eastern dragons are not the same race. In the Celtic veins, the blood of violence and plunder flows.
However, whether it is an Eastern dragon or a Western dragon, there is no need to doubt their wisdom.
Kelte knew very well that she was definitely no match for Zhao Yuan. Although she had just absorbed the energy of a top-quality magic core, which filled her body with strength, she had to restrain her desires.
Zhao Yuan's ability to kill the Judge of God is evident from his strength.
Kelte was sure that Zhao Yuan must have some treasures with amazing magical powers. At least, she saw the terrifying Immortal Burning Net.
Kelt didn't know that Zhao Yuan had not yet understood how to use the Immortal Burning Net.
All immortal weapons will have many restrictions. If an immortal with great supernatural powers gets it, he will immediately use it like an arm. However, after ordinary cultivators get it, they will have to slowly penetrate the mystery.
If by chance, mortals may also use fairy weapons. In the human world, this is called randomness.
In the cultivation world of the Great Qin Empire, there are many ancient artifacts that destroyed the world, such as the colorful jade Ruyi, etc. However, most human cultivators are unable to fully utilize the essence of these artifacts, and their power is also greatly reduced...
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"You killed one, and their vigilance must have increased a lot. I can't help you." Kelt licked her lips and shook her head. She is a cautious dragon. She has been able to survive until now.
This made it clear that she did not want to get involved in the battle between Zhao Yuan and the Judge of God.
"Haha, you seem to have forgotten that you are a noble dragon. Well, since you are used to hiding and living like a fly, then you can continue. Miss Li, let's go."
Zhao Yuan did not try to persuade Kelt. After saying a few words, he stood up.
"I'm not a fly!" Kelt glared at Zhao Yuan with murderous intent. Due to the exertion, pieces of his originally white neck glowed with metallic luster. His fingers were also long, and his sharp nails were like sickles.
, showing the slightest chill.
"Kelter, your physical attack ability is no match for me!" Zhao Yuan sighed secretly. Dragons are indeed fiery personalities. He was only slightly provoked and immediately became furious.
Zhao Yuan's long hair was flying, and his heroic spirit surged into the sky. When he activated the Dragon Armor Curse, his body was immediately covered with a layer of golden scales, as if he was a god descending to earth with divine majesty.
"Dragon Armor!"
Kelte's face suddenly changed color, his body subconsciously took a few steps back, and he looked at Zhao Yuan with a frightened expression.
"Do you know Dragon Armor?" Zhao Yuan was stunned.
"Of course I know that bitch, I can feel her aura!" Celtic gritted his teeth and stared at the golden scales on Zhao Yuan's body.
"Do you know her?" Zhao Yuan was stunned again. He never expected that a Western dragon would be entangled with an Eastern dragon.
"I can't wait to eat her dragon meat, peel her dragon skin, and beat her dragon tendons. Do you think I will forget her?" The flames of hatred shot out from Celtic's eyes.
It can be seen from Kelte's excited emotion that she has a sworn hatred with the giant dragon in Black Rock Valley. However, Zhao Yuan also saw that Kelte is also afraid of the dragon. Otherwise, she will definitely be afraid of the dragon.
You won't have that frightened expression when you see Dragon Armor.
"You are only twenty-two years old, and you are still a human cultivator. Why did you meet her?" Kelt asked with a puzzled look on his face.
"She has been trapped in a pool in the Black Forest of the Great Qin Empire for hundreds of years." Zhao Yuan sighed.
"Ah...hahahahahaha...I thought I was already suffering enough, but I never thought she would be here today! Hahaha..." Kelt let out a burst of hysterical laughter. Fortunately, Zhao Yuan had already
A ban was placed on this room, otherwise, everyone in the building would be woken up.
Seeing Celtic's gloating laugh, Zhao Yuan could only sigh secretly, thinking about finding a time to go to Black Rock Valley to find a way to rescue the giant dragon and fulfill his promise.
"Where's Brother Long?"
Suddenly, Kelt seemed to remember something important, his laughter stopped abruptly, and he looked at Zhao Yuan anxiously.
"Brother Long..." Zhao Yuan was stunned.
"Yes, isn't there a male dragon next to her?" Celtic's eyes shone with a strange light.
"Brother Long... I remembered that the dragon said that she was looking for Brother Long at the beginning. As a result, she was trapped in the Black Rock Valley. She even begged me to help him find him. Two dragon scales were the reward.
However, when Brother Long participated in the war between gods and demons in the Black Forest, he probably died more than he lived..."
"No! Brother Long has great magic power and great supernatural powers. He will never die!" Kelt screamed loudly.
"..."
"I'm sorry...I lost my composure. Is that bitch asking you to help her find Brother Long?"
"Yes."
"The bitch is very affectionate. She is in a desperate situation, but she still misses Brother Long. She is suspicious by nature and never trusts humans..." Kelt sighed.
"Yes, in her mind, humans are an inferior race." Zhao Yuan said with a bitter smile.
"Okay, I promise you that I will help you kill the remaining six Divine Judges, but you have to do me a favor." Kelt let out a heavy breath, as if he had made a major decision.
"Um?"
"Help me resurrect Brother Long!" There was a hint of perseverance in Celtic's eyes.