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Spirit of War

With a loud "boom", the aftermath of the energy explosion directly overturned everyone present, and the entire mysterious underground palace collapsed because of this strong energy explosion...

Bing'er! Ji Qiang struggled to get up and rushed into the billowing dust mist caused by the explosion. At this time, this mysterious underground palace had become a ruin.

The five black dragons were directly blasted into several pieces. Their charred remains were everywhere on the ground, and there was no hope of resurrection.

But Bing'er was the only one missing...

Ji Qiang was now in heart-wrenching pain, desperately searching for Bing'er, when he suddenly heard a faint dragon's roar in the air.

Ji Qiang reluctantly suppressed the sadness in his heart and looked up, only to see Binger, who was still transformed into a bloody dragon in mid-air, being imprisoned by a huge blue light.

The originally huge body had become dim and even smaller at this moment, and it let out mournful and indignant wails...

Ji Qiang was concerned about Bing'er's safety, so he quickly jumped into the air, trying to help her escape from the blue light, but before he could get close, he was knocked down by a huge force.

"Hahahahahaha!"

God is really helping me, and I have been waiting so hard for thousands of years in vain...

The rumors turned out to be true. I didn't expect that there really is a body in this world that is as strong as a god. If I can possess this body, I can regain my former divine glory.

Suddenly, a very strange blue-gray gas appeared in the sky. It seemed to contain a particularly pure energy, floating like a soul, and slowly moving towards Bing'er's body.

The bluish-gray gas transformed into an old body and came to Bing'er and said: "With my dignity as the ancestral dragon, it is not an insult to you to occupy your god-like body."

Bing'er had already shed her dragon body at this moment, and her delicate and delicate appearance was suppressed under a ray of green light. When she heard that the soul of the ancestral dragon wanted to occupy her body, she was so frightened that she let out a sharp scream.

Yelling, shouting loudly: "Brother Qiang, save me..., Brother Qiang, save me..., Bing'er is scared... Bing'er is scared."

Ji Qiang stared at the screaming and miserable Bing'er in the green light, and couldn't help but feel a twinge in his heart. He had never hated himself for being incompetent so much, and for the first time, he had a strong desire for power.

If she had strong strength, Bing'er wouldn't be in the situation she is today.

Although Ji Qiang has high fighting spirit and murderous intent, the reality is still cruel. With his current strength, it is impossible to face the Ancestral Dragon Soul that is tens of thousands of times stronger than him.

Under the huge strength gap, Ji Qiang was knocked to the ground again.

He couldn't remember exactly how many times he was blasted to the ground. His whole body was covered in blood and flesh, not a single intact place was left, and scarlet blood soaked through his clothes.

At this moment, his whole body has no consciousness. Although the life and death energy in his body is constantly running, repairing his body, it still can't keep up with the speed of injury...

When he heard Bing'er's miserable screams and the Ancestral Dragon Soul's uncontrollable laughter.

The majestic fighting spirit burst out again, causing him to rush forward again and again. Although he fell into the dust in great embarrassment every time, the majestic fighting spirit made him lose all his hair and look extremely handsome.

Gradually it became distorted.

A blue shirt swayed in the wind, and his bright starry eyes were covered by a burst of red. When he fell into the dust again, Ji Qiang suddenly felt that his body suddenly shattered with a "pop".

Then there was a "boom", and my mind seemed to explode, as if everything in the world had stopped at this moment.

"Ah...ah!"

Ji Qiang's beast-like roar could only be heard in his ears. His broken body slowly floated up into the sky, blood-red tears falling down from the corners of his eyes, and his scarlet-rimmed demonic eyes glared tightly.

Looking at the soul of the ancestral dragon in front of him.

The violent power made everyone present tremble...

Burn, soul of fighting spirit!

Following Ji Qiang's violent shout, the whole world was enveloped in demonic energy.

Ji Qiang's majestic fighting spirit caused his soul to burst. Burning and refining under the blazing fighting spirit, a brand new Ji Qiang was created.

Demonized!

Ji Qiang's rationality was completely gone, and his starry eyes were filled with two balls of burning war.

Ji Qiang had no distracting thoughts at this time. He was full of indignation and surging murderous intention, which made the world in his eyes dark.

I saw him slowly raising his right hand, and a black sword surrounded by black paint slowly condensed in his hand. At that time, he condensed the soul sword with the power of his soul.

A powerful murderous aura locked onto the Ancestral Dragon Soul in front of him.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

Ji Qiang's chest was filled with majestic murderous intent. He was seen leaping into the air with a large black sword in his hand, and he suddenly swung out the sword like a tsunami tearing the sky apart.

The entire space was shaken, and the extremely violent sword power instantly slashed at the Soul of the Ancestral Dragon.
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