"You were fooled...haha...!"

Ms. laughed so hard that she turned forward and back, looking arrogant.

This time he saw very clearly that Ning Tao swallowed it and then swallowed it, exactly as he thought.

"Haha... Stupid Oriental Pig, you are finished. The divine liquid of the Yixi family is a hundred times more powerful than poison. Just wait to see God, oh, no, to see the King of Hell."

"Haha... so stupid... stupid pig!"

The harsh laughter reached his ears, but Ning Tao ignored it because he really couldn't answer in his current situation.

As soon as the divine liquid entered the mouth, it disappeared without a trace. It did not go down into the Dantian, but went up... straight into the mind.

Having had an experience, he was not panicked by this. His golden pupils were looming, even shining with a faint silver. The eyes of the candle dragon suppressed them and absorbed the soul.

He can digest it when swallowing the first portion.

But when the second portion was added, it was a bit too much for him. It was not that it was dangerous, but it would take a certain amount of time to digest it all, and it was impossible to become a fat man in one bite.

This time may not be short, but he does not have enough patience because there is a very rampant guy outside.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind.

With such a huge soul power, you might be able to cultivate into the Nine Transformations of the Candle Dragon. This is an opportunity!!

He has tried before, but failed. The reason is that his soul power is far from enough. But now with the blessing of these two powers, maybe... it is really possible!

As soon as he thought of this, Zhulong Jiubian's mental methods emerged from the depths and gradually began to work.

This is obtained from the inheritance of Zhulong. No one knows its power and reputation because it was too ancient and mysterious in that era.

Ning Tao already knew the Nine Transformations of Zhulong by heart, and completed a Great Zhoutian in the blink of an eye without any obstruction. This result made him ecstatic, and he started practicing with all his strength...

When a steady stream of water is poured into the water bottle, there will always be a day when it becomes saturated, and the breakthrough will be at this time.

"The nine changes of the candle dragon, the first change, gathering!"

In an instant, as this voice from the bottom of my heart sounded, the power of the soul surged and was actually compressed to the extreme.

"Rumble...!"

There was an explosion in my ears, like the creation of the world, a small eggshell compressed and then shattered, and a surge of enlightenment came out.

"It turns out that this is the so-called... soul," Ning Tao opened his eyes and murmured something incredible.

At this moment, he felt very magical. His soul power had greatly increased. No, it should be said that it was divine soul power at this moment. When he succeeded in the first transformation, his soul had an inexplicable breakthrough.

The lead fades away, and the mortal becomes a god...

This major natural obstacle that had troubled countless monks was broken through by him, and his strength also increased by leaps and bounds.

It's just that his realm is still the fifth level of infant refining, but his soul is comparable to the divine realm, and can even surpass that Zhanjiu!

"Haha... stupid pig... go to hell..."

"I spat!"

When I was feeling happy, I heard such a sound in my ears, and a clear sound of spitting, gradually approaching.

Although he didn't open his eyes, he seemed to be able to see that as he turned slightly to the side, the attack flew behind him.

When Musi was laughing wantonly, his eyes suddenly widened, and Ning Tao actually dodged. How could an unconscious person react?

At this time, Ning Tao slowly opened his eyes, a pair of crystal clear eyes staring at him closely, with a playful look on the corner of his mouth.

He smiled lightly and said, "I won."

Musi was stunned for a long time, his expression frozen, and his eyes reflected Ning Tao's confident face.

How... how is it possible?

He is not dead. How is this possible? How could such huge energy not burst his pig head...

As everyone knows, Ning Tao not only failed to explode, but also took advantage of the opportunity to cultivate the Nine Transformations of the Candle Dragon, and his soul also transformed into a divine soul!

Musi looked pale and lost his mind, but Ning Tao survived, so he... wouldn't he have to abide by that agreement?

Call Ning Tao...master!

When he thought of this, he felt as uncomfortable as eating a dead fly. He, a genetic warrior of the American Empire, would actually call an Oriental his master. What a shame to his soul.

But at this moment, Ning Tao still said with a smile: "Quickly, call the master to come and listen. If you are sensible, you will be rewarded."

As he said this, a spiritual elixir appeared in his hand.

Musi's face turned red with anger, and he wanted to refuse the payment, but then he remembered the series of vicious oaths he had made just now.

I immediately felt...creepy.

Especially if the guy is shortening by one centimeter every day, won't he be dead in a few days? Is this what he says?

I opened my mouth, but found that there was a fish bone stuck in my throat, and I couldn't say those two words for a long time.

Ning Tao just looked at him with a half-smile, his soul was still absorbing the power of the divine liquid, and he had time to spend it anyway.

Just when the two were about to fight to the end, there seemed to be a noise on the sea outside the island, as if some yacht was passing by...

"Buzz...!"

Ning Tao's pupils shrank and he instantly opened his clairvoyance eyes.

But in front of him, Mus was filled with ecstasy. It seemed that Master Mok had come to save him. This oriental pig was dead...

Suddenly, the sound outside stopped, but there were several distant sounds of yachts. Something felt wrong?

Ning Tao pulled the rope and took him outside, hiding quietly in a dense jungle with a wide view. He immediately saw four yachts chasing each other and escaping to the island.

But Musi looked angry. He thought this Oriental pig was a dog and was wandering around with a rope. It was so hateful.

He looked up and stared at the four yachts, hoping in his heart that Master Mok was here, but after just one glance, he was disappointed. There was no American.

On the contrary, all four yachts are... islanders!

Ning Tao was suspicious. He also saw the identity of these people. They were wearing samurai uniforms, holding samurai swords in their hands, and shouted "Baga".

How is this going?

Why did the islanders come to this small island? They probably didn't come here for them, and Mok wouldn't ask the islanders for help.

After thinking for a while, he turned around and asked: "Do you Americans have any contact with the islanders? How did they come here?"

Mus rolled his eyes and said angrily: "How did I know? There is no village or shop here. Who knew that a group of islanders would come out? Didn't you find them?"

Seeing him asking in return, Ning Tao gave him a kick. If he had found it, why would he ask you again? You are so stupid.

Musi gritted his teeth angrily and stared.

"Buzz!"

A yacht parked on the island, and a petite ninja jumped out of it and fled to the island in a hurry.

The three small boats behind him were in hot pursuit, and some ninjas jumped down and rushed straight over using their body skills.
Chapter completed!