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Chapter 146 The prototype of the holy dragon

Chapter 146 The prototype of the holy dragon

Seeing the treasure pig successfully transforming the divine weapon and showing off in front of him with pride, He Yiming felt a little amused.

At this time, his only idea was that the spirit beast could also transform into a divine weapon. Although he did not know how much power it could improve after being transformed into a divine weapon, it would at least not be inferior to humans.

As his eyes narrowed, He Yiming picked up the pig and left the room in a flash.

His movements were fast and light, and he had already arrived in the room of the white horse and lightning.

Nowadays, the white horse and Lei Ding have long enjoyed the same treatment as Chu Haozhou and others, and no one dares to underestimate this spirit beast with the bloodline of the divine beast.

The white horse was quite alert. As soon as He Yiming's feet stepped into the room, his beautiful big eyes had already stared at him.

However, after seeing the identity of the visitor, Baima Leidian immediately shook his tail and came over intimately.

He Yiming and Baima hugged each other and said, "Thunder, I'll give you a surprise."

The white horse turned his head, and a suspicious look appeared in his eyes.

He Yiming smiled, opened the necklace space, took out the long halberd, shield, disc, and even the Feng Shui Treasure Fan.

"Thunder, do you like anything here?" He Yiming said with great interest: "If there is, you can just take it. If there is not, how about I forge two more hands for you?"

Thunder and Lightning's big eyes became more and more strange. It had been with He Yiming for a long time, and humans and beasts had long been connected with each other, but at this moment, it did not understand He Yiming's thoughts at all.

"thump……"

He Yiming turned his head and saw the Baozhu falling stiffly to the ground, his face covered with dullness.

Then, the white pig jumped up suddenly, and it jumped in front of the magical weapons and magical treasures, and began to gesture with fingers.

After a while, He Yiming finally understood something. He asked tentatively: "You mean, not all spiritual beasts can transform into divine weapons?"

Baozhu nodded with relief, with a relaxed expression on his face.

He Yiming frowned and said, "You and that spiritual elephant can transform into divine weapons, but thunder and lightning cannot do it?"

"Hmph..." A smug smile splashed on Baozhu's face.

"Why?" He Yiming asked.

The smile on Baozhu's face suddenly froze. It turned its head sideways, but there was confusion in its eyes.

The reason why it knew that it could transform into a divine weapon was that it inherited the inheritance of Lord Shenglong and only realized it by itself after having the idea.

And for some reason, it just knows that among the spirit beasts, a very small number of spirit beasts have such magical abilities. Unfortunately, it does not understand why.

Seeing Baozhu's painful appearance, He Yiming also slapped his forehead. Such a problem, if the language is not clear, he will ask the little guy to explain it.

He reached out and rubbed Baozhu's head a few times. He Yiming regretfully put away several magic weapons on the ground.

The white horse thunder and lightning stretched out its big head and arched the treasure pig a few times. He Yiming could clearly see that there was a look of envy in its eyes.

Indeed, if he gets along with each other, He Yiming himself will be envious.

After a change of thought, He Yiming said, "Baozhu, you have already transformed the magic weapon. Can you use it?"

Baozhu immediately raised his chest and folded his belly, looking like he was the only one I, Baozhu.

He Yiming smiled, with a malicious smile on his face, and Baozhu's little eyes immediately became alert.

"Baozhu, let's go." He Yiming pulled Baozhu up and said, "Let's try it out, how powerful are you now."

A white mark of light passed by the earth. Apart from the white horse and lightning, no spiritual beast could maintain such speed on land.

Soon, they arrived at a deserted wasteland.

After all, the northwest of the mainland is far less prosperous than the mainland in the East. On some lands, it is not an exaggeration to describe it as uninhabited by thousands of miles.

This is undoubtedly such a place.

He Yiming gently slapped the horse's back, and the white horse's thunder and lightning suddenly slowed down. It raised its hooves that were big on the bowl's mouth impatiently, as if it was complaining that it had not run enough.

But to be honest, even He Yiming himself doesn't recognize what this place is.

"Baozhu, it's just right here." He Yiming's words were filled with excitement: "Come on, let me see your skills."

The treasure pig turned his head, as if thinking for a moment, and a black light suddenly appeared on its body. The black light wrapped around its feet, jumping like black flames.

But it is obvious that these flames do not have any temperature, and even the weeds on the ground show any signs of being ignited.

However, the treasure pig released these black things not to ignite the weeds around him, but to fly high altitude.

Its body slowly rose, but it seemed quite unfamiliar in terms of control. A gust of wind blew, and the upper body even shaking a little.

He Yiming laughed in silence. Wasn’t he so cautious when he flew for the first time?

It is very simple to solve this problem. As long as you fly a few more times, you will never feel hesitant or dull again.

Once you have to be reborn, second, practice can make perfect, but that's it.

When the treasure pig flew into the air, its small eyes were already splashing with light, and suddenly raised its head and let out a huge roar.

He Yiming's body trembled slightly. After inheriting the inheritance of Lord Shenglong, the treasure pig had already roared many times, and each time it was a shocking and terrifying record that made countless people insomnia.

However, the more this happens, the more He Yiming discovered that the Baozhu is indeed changing, and the speed of change is very fast.

In the past, the treasure pig was like a child who couldn't grow up or didn't want to grow up. He only knew how to play and have fun. However, after seeing the corpse of Lord Shenglong, it seemed to be quite exciting and is now actively seeking a path to growth.

Once a spirit beast with the blood of the divine beast wants to gain more powerful power, their progress will be quite amazing.

He Yiming nodded slightly, but before the emotion in his heart had ended, he saw the treasure pig in the air trembling, and the black flames under the four hooves disappeared in an instant.

Then the roar of Baozhu, full of arrogance, suddenly turned into a shrill sound of killing pigs, and fell from mid-air.

He Yiming and Baima were both shocked. Their figures disappeared from the spot almost at the same moment and appeared below the treasure pig.

After all, the white horse is a spirit beast, and it is far less convenient than He Yiming. So when He Yiming reached out to pull the treasure pig into his hand from mid-air, it blinked its beautiful big eyes, as if it was complaining about why it did not grow a pair of human hands.

He Yiming asked suspiciously: "Baozhu, what are you doing?"

Baozhu showed a flattering smile, as if he was covering up his mistake just now.

Shaking his head, He Yiming said seriously: "You must remember that you cannot be proud and complacent under any circumstances, otherwise you will be ready to stand still and never want to advance to a higher level."

The little Baozhu twitched his head up and down, but no one could tell whether it understood this sentence.

He Yiming put the treasure pig on the ground and said with a smile: "Little guy, let's fight."

Baozhu was stunned and immediately screamed, turned around, stretched out his four hooves, and held one of the white horse's thighs tightly, looking like he would rather die than surrender.

He Yiming was both angry and funny, and said, "I just wanted to try how powerful you can exert the power of the divine weapon. This way, if your performance can satisfy me, those two divine weapons will be yours forever."

Baozhu thought with his head on his back, and finally let go of his hooves and stood up again.

He Yiming was slightly stunned. He was just making a joke just now. Of course, it was impossible for him to get the things that had been transformed by the treasure pig.

However, he did not expect that Baozhu suddenly showed such a strong side.

After gently kneading the pig's head for a few times, He Yiming nodded heavily, paused, and said, "Remember, don't yell at will, otherwise it will be a failure."

The roar of Baozhu is extremely powerful. Even every time he hears it, he feels moved. If Baozhu can roar unlimitedly, I am afraid that anyone will escape when he sees it.

Baozhu nodded gently and saw He Yiming standing far away, his eyes finally became solemn.

Although the word solemn appears quite strange when Baozhu appears, there is no doubt that Baozhu is already very different from the past. It has a serious taste in its small body. Even in the Ghost Crying Ridge, facing the tail of the dragon and snake, even in front of the Totem Mountain, facing countless masters of the Totem clan, it has never been so serious.

A hint of relief arose in He Yiming's heart, and a smug smile appeared on his face.

This feeling is like seeing his child achieve outstanding achievements with his own eyes, and even he himself empathizes with this sense of pride.

However, the Baozhu opposite obviously didn't know what He Yiming was thinking. It was releasing its power with its greatest strength.

A fire rose from the sky above its head.

This is a nine-toothed rake, accompanied by a strong red flame, hanging above the head of Baozhu.

Feeling this extremely huge aura, He Yiming's face also became solemn.

Then, the nine spikes on the nine-toothed rake began to shake, and they suddenly turned into a red ball of light and began to circle in the air and circled.

He Yiming widened his eyes and couldn't help but gasp.

These were actually nine fire dragons. The nine spikes were formed by the condensed power of fire by several old guys. At this moment, they turned into nine red fire dragons with great power.

He opened his mouth and a bitter smile appeared on He Yiming's face.

Baozhu is actually equivalent to a copy of the Nine Dragon Furnace!
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