Chapter 707: The Dragon Clan...rebellion?

When the flowing light disappeared, the great Golden Dragon King disappeared. What stood in the air was the treasure pig about ten feet in size and the Hundred and Eighths.

Leopold finally saw Bailingba's incredible transformation ability, and then he realized that it was this terrible man who was attached to Baozhu and changed into the image of the Western Dragon.

Although the appearance of the East and West divine dragons is different, when something that changes the structure and shape of the body arbitrarily depends on the body of the East divine dragon, many things can still be created.

But even if it was seen with your own eyes, Leopold still couldn't believe it.

Therefore, from beginning to end, he never doubted the identity of the Golden Dragon King, but was just puzzled by what means He Yiming used to make the dragon clan surrender.

But at this moment, he certainly understood.

The dragon clan did not surrender to He Yiming, it was just that he was deceived.

For a moment, deep regret flashed in his eyes. He also thought of the message he had conveyed back. If the temple really had a feud with the dragon clan because of this...

His brain, which was already a little inactive, could no longer think.

He Yiming slowly raised his hand and said, "Leopold, you are very strong. Among all the Shinto powerhouses I have seen, your strength should be ranked among the top few. But you and Luke should not mess with me."

Leoport showed a miserable smile. It was so far that no matter what he said, it was useless.

Recalling the last scene where light and soul collided, a hint of blush suddenly appeared on his face.

"I understand, He Yiming, you have actually purified the soul power before the Ice Palace."

A hint of surprise flashed in He Yiming's eyes. The old man's knowledge was indeed extraordinary. He even guessed this.

Leopold smiled and said, "What a pity. You must have inputted these soul powers into that ancient artifact."

With a slight movement in his heart, He Yiming's eyes turned and said, "Yes, you guessed it right."

Leopold's laughter became louder, and his face became more and more rosy, but He Yiming had already seen that this was just a sign of his rebirth, and perhaps in the next moment, he would die.

"He Yiming, you have the power of light and darkness on your body, so you can purify and soothe these souls at the same time. But unfortunately, you don't know how to absorb and use them, otherwise..." He gasped deeply, his voice getting lower and lower, as if he would stop at any time.

He Yiming's body moved slightly, and had already floated to his side, listening carefully.

Leopold's eyes suddenly lit up at this moment. He stretched out his hand and pressed it tightly on He Yiming's wrist, and shouted angrily: "Give me... let's bury you with me."

A huge light lit up from his body. No one expected that Leoport, who seemed to be exhausted, could even trigger such a surging power.

With a loud bang, his body burst open, and huge power filled several feet of space.

This is Leopold's real killer move, and it is also the last blow before his vitality was completely destroyed.

He controlled his strength just right, and his whole body burst below his head, and his eyes were wide open, with a mad color inside.

However, at the last moment of his life, this crazy color did not turn into joy, but became astonishing, even incredible, and ultimately deep despair.

He did not see any panic on He Yiming's face. Although he firmly grasped He Yiming's arm before self-destruction, He Yiming did not move at all from beginning to end, as if the one who grabbed its arm was not the pseudo-god realm powerhouse who was about to self-destruct, but a small, harmless ant.

In He Yiming's eyes, he saw a hint of pity and ridicule, and this was a look that should never appear in He Yiming's eyes at this time.

Then, another strange change occurred in the space around He Yiming.

During the last stage of waking up in Leopold's mind, he sensed that this was the power of the world. But this power did not come from the ancient artifact that appeared inexplicably, but clearly emerged from He Yiming's body.

The power of the world...

At this point, Leopold finally understood that He Yiming had cultivated the power of the world.

Although this power is far less powerful than the magical artifact Mirage, after having this power, no one in this world can hurt him.

Perhaps, the legendary two true god realm powerhouses could do it, but he was powerless, even if he exploded and died.

With the last regret, fear and unwillingness, Leopold's eyes were wide open like never before, and he was truly dying with his eyes open.

He Yiming shook his head slightly. When he approached Leopold, his hands were placed flat in front of his lower abdomen, and his two thumbs were facing the Dantian.

If such a strange posture was in normal times, it would naturally arouse Leopold's attention and suspicion, but at that moment, the old man from the pseudo-god realm was already on the string and had to fire it.

Whether he noticed it or not, he could no longer change the final outcome.

"He is dead." Bailingba's voice came from behind He Yiming.

Nodding slightly, He Yiming took a last look at the head with white hair floating in the air.

A piece of light suddenly emerged from his body. When this light swept across his head, it completely disappeared and no longer existed.

"Leopold, you will practice the power of light all your life, so let you be purified under the power of light."

At the foreheads of the human Shinto powerhouse, there is a Shinto relics equivalent to the inner alchemy of the divine beast. However, there is no more in Leopold's head.

Because he stimulated the potential of his whole body and died at the end of his life.

The last power of the explosion was the credit of the Shinto Relics. He had squeezed every part of his strength in his body without leaving any trace.

With a light move, the void suddenly fluctuated violently.

After a moment, countless wrinkles occurred in the entire void, and they stacked up layer by layer and rushed towards He Yiming's hand.

This feeling is like a layer of gauze suddenly lifting up, revealing the hidden scene below.

Finally, the lifted gauze gathered into a ball in He Yiming's hands.

This is a mirage, a super-level artifact that also possesses the power of the world.

The fist was clenched gently, and when He Yiming let go of it again, the mirage in his hand had disappeared.

"Leopold's power is very powerful." He Yiming said: "At the last time of his life struggle, even the mirage was affected. We must find a place to re-forge."

Baozhu blinked his little eyes and said, "How long does it take?"

"One month is enough."

"If Leoport disappeared for a month, will it arouse Luke's vigilance?" Baozhu turned his head and looked into the distance and asked casually.

He Yiming smiled and said, "Baozhu, do you still remember the message Leoport sent out using the hexagonal star light?"

Baozhu nodded up and down, and his mind was connected to He Yiming in an instant, and then it cracked its mouth and smiled so hard that it was thunderous.

He Yiming's eyes locked on an island in the distance. He smiled and said, "After receiving this news, the temple should conduct careful investigation and consideration, and even block the news. However, when they really find out something, we don't need to hide it."

Baozhu nodded repeatedly. Before that, no one expected that Leopold would use this method to notify the temple. He Yiming originally wanted to stop the hexagonal star light, but after hearing Bailingba's voice, he immediately gave up this idea.

The reason for all this is because Leopold only wrote four words on the hexagonal star.

It’s not that he doesn’t want to write more in detail, but that in the case of strong enemies looking around, he passed the information out by surprise, and the four words are already the limit.

With a gentle wave, He Yiming said loudly: "Let's go, and in one month, we will visit the Dark Council again. This time, we must eliminate future troubles forever."

Baozhu and white horses howled at the same time, and several figures instantly disappeared from the sea.

The sky above the Western Temple seemed to be shrouded in a strange and depressing atmosphere.

After Leopold, a pseudo-god realm powerhouse, left the city, most people were at a loss. Of course, what they were worried about was not the safety of Leopold's crown, but about the breakdown of the negotiations with the Dragon Clan and the inability to obtain their understanding.

However, what everyone could not imagine was that just half a day later, the void suddenly lit up.

A strong, almost afraid to look at the light suddenly lit up from the limits of the eyes.

Then, it cut through the space at an incredible speed and was deeply embedded in the tallest building of the temple.

Everyone in the temple was frightened and inexplicably, but after seeing this object, all the sounds disappeared instantly.

Because this thing is actually a holy object of the temple itself, and it has been recently mastered by the Shinto treasure trove of Leopold's crown.

This object suddenly returned to the temple in this gorgeous way. For some reason, everyone's heart was covered with an unexplainable shadow.

Pope Leed came to the square surrounded by many temple bishops and took down the Shinto treasure artifact himself.

He pondered for a long time, as if he suddenly remembered something.

A ray of light power was released in his hands. This ray of light power shone on the hexagonal starlight and resonated with it faintly.

After a moment, the light faded, and the Pope Leda's face was so serious that it was suffocating.

"Your Majesty, what happened?" a man asked tremblingly.

Liede's eyes finally moved away from the hexagonal starlight, and he said in a deep voice: "The Dragon Clan...rebellion!"
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