A holy light arrow shot into the dragon's mouth. Soon, the black substances wrapped around it began to unfold like molting, leaving only one end connected to it, like flags, dancing in the wind.

The huge longan also restored Qingming.

Seeing that the shadow of the Lord of the Plague did not completely fall off, Xiwei once again pulled out a holy light arrow, intending to treat the symptoms and root causes.

"Boy, don't continue wasting magic, I'm no longer able to save me." But the blue dragon sighed and said in a thunderous voice: "The old guy who invested a lot of money in the plague and planted his shadow on me. It's not something that little magic can eliminate."

Upon hearing this, Xiwei thought for a moment, then reached out and touched the blue dragon's dark scales, opening his own miracle.

The black edges on the scales quickly faded away.

"A good miracle, you can awaken this level of power at this age, and your future achievements are limitless." Blue Dragon's eyes were a little more admirable, but there was no joy of being rescued: "But I still can't save me. The shadow of the plague has flowed from my reverse scale to my heart. Unless I cut my heart open, no matter how powerful your miracle is, I can't solve the source."

At this time, the building complex that had become ruins in the distance was suddenly blown away, and the embarrassed St. George came out of it.

He was holding a flame-shaped sword, looking like he was planning to die with the Blue Dragon, but seeing Xiwei and Blue Dragon seem to be talking, and the black matter on the Blue Dragon has become like it has not yet taken off, which makes him stunned for a moment.

"The effect of expelling the curse of the magic can only last for a while. And the shadow of the plague will gradually get used to this magic, causing it to fail." The dragon ignored St. George standing there like a sculpture and didn't know what to do, but continued to say to Sevey: "So before I lose consciousness again, please do your best to get rid of me."

"Wait a moment!"

St. George shouted, ran quickly to the Blue Dragon, and asked in disbelief: "What about the person who had eaten your soul? Is there no way to recover?"

"It's not the case. If you must be cured, you can send you into the boundary of your soul before you die and bring the soul wandering there back to this world. Then, after killing me, you can lead me to the dragon blood that has not been polluted and re-stick my soul onto my body."

Lan Long shook his huge head and then said solemnly: "But in the boundary of the soul, vision, hearing, smell, taste, and touch, these five senses that need to be based on the body will all fail. If you just plan to bring back as many souls as possible, it will be fine. If you want to bring out the souls of a specific person, it will be a little troublesome. You must be very familiar with everything about that person. And there must be extraordinary feelings between the two as a bond. If you bring the wrong soul, then the person you are familiar with will not be the one you are familiar with in the end."

"It's not just that. If my ability allows you to enter the boundary of the soul, it's like tying a rope around your waist and throwing you into the sea. The time you can stay in the sea is only based on when I pull the rope. If there is no way to respond, you will have to live in the sea forever. You are not fools, you should understand what I mean, right?" After saying that, it stared at St. George with a gaze that seemed to be able to see through the hearts of the people, and said solemnly: "So, are you ready for this?"

After St. George hung the flame-shaped sword back, he showed a hearty smile without any hesitation: "It's okay to start anytime."

Xiwei pondered for a while, then asked, "If both of us enter the boundaries of our souls, it will be much more burden on you, right?"

"It's true that I can't hide it from you..." The dragon sniffed like a horse, and sprayed a little light blue smoke from its nostrils: "It takes a lot of energy to open the door to the boundary of the soul and send two people in it, not as simple as 1+1..."

"If I don't go, St. George should have more time to look inside, right?" Cyvey smiled: "So I'd better let the air out."

Sivi was not uninterested in the soul boundary - in fact, since several missions mentioned this wonderful realm, he was curious about that place. Moreover, according to the description of a certain mission, as long as he entered the soul boundary, his understanding of the soul will further deepen.

But in this way, St. George will definitely not have much time to search Viain there.

So after thinking about it, Xiwei chose to give up.

Anyway, according to the meaning of the Blue Dragon, its blood can be used as the main material for bonding the soul and the body. In this way, Claude's ghost disease will be saved, and there is no need to hurry to study the soul - originally the opportunity for Claude to study the soul was to cure Claude.

The corners of Lanlong's mouth seemed to be a little upturned, but the dragon's head could not see any changes in expression.

It opened its huge mouth and spit out a ball of mercury-like liquid from it. The liquid floated and changed in the air, and finally turned into a blue door.

After St. George nodded to Sevey to express his gratitude, he pushed open the door and stepped into an unknown territory behind the door.

After St. George left, the black substances on the blue dragon began to cover its body again, which made the dragon's body tremble slightly.

This should be because the Blue Dragon devoted most of its power to the boundary of the soul, resulting in the inability to continue to suppress the shadow of the Lord of the Plague.

Sivi could only use the dispersal curse over and over again in vain to delay the time when the blue dragon was covered by the shadow of the plague.

"Boy, listen, I have lived for nearly eight thousand years, and it's considered a living book, so it doesn't matter if I die now. But I still have a wish that has not been fulfilled... After I die, please send my dragon soul back to the dragon cave in Tianyan Mountain, where there is a dragon clan that inherits my bloodline."

Sivi was startled.

The ancient dragon species cannot be fertilized. It is precisely because of this that the evil dragon headed by the sheep that created hundreds of races in legend has always been regarded by the academic community as a sub-dragon species rather than an ancient dragon species.

But now this blue dragon says that Tianyan Mountain has its own bloodline...

"Don't be surprised... Since a long time ago, we old guys wanted to have their own descendants. It's just that the shackles of the Creator are hard to break. However, there is a guy named Ero who is a genius in this field. In the end, he has developed a way to pass on his bloodline..."

As if seeing through Xiwei's thoughts, the dragon said, "As for the reward, I store a piece of truth astronomical form in the treasure house of Tianyan Mountain. It would not be unattractive to a magician like you, right?" (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!