Emperor Jiuque's hands gathered stopped at Yun Qingyan's voice.

The Qinglong came back from his fear. Even though it only had a soul body now, it felt shocked and sweated.

That's... the feeling of infinitely approaching death!

Its huge blue longan eyes looked at the young man with a tender face in front of him. He couldn't even think of it even if he broke his head. The person in front of him was just a human cub, how could it put such great pressure on him?

After gathering the red fire on his body, Yun Qingyan adjusted his breath for a while, recovered a little bit of his energy, and then walked to Qinglong.

The corpus that has soul guarding is stronger than ordinary corpus. Forcibly erasing the soul in the corpus will cause a sharp decline in the quality of the corpus. This is why she stopped working with the corpus Jiuque.

She stared at Qinglong with serious eyes, "I need a contract with Qingxuan Ding, you only have two choices.

1. Submit me and continue to be your spirit.

2. Ashes are gone, even the soul cannot be made, but I will still contract the Qingxuan Cauldron."

Qinglong, who had been watching Di Jiuque, then turned his attention to Yun Qingyan. After sensing Du Yun Qingyan's cultivation level, it sprayed a burst of heat from its nose disdainfully, "A tiny human, just you want to contract with me Qinglong?"

As soon as it finished speaking, it felt the slender finger on its neck tightening, and a faint murderous intent rose from the handsome boy in front of it, making every cell of its cell tremble again.

Di Jiuque's eyes were cold, and he seemed not to take the Qinglong Dragon Soul in his eyes. His deep pupils looked down on the coldness, and his cold voice overflowed from his thin red lips.

"You have only two choices, surrender to her, or die."

Apart from Yun Qingyan, he never had the word "patient" to other people or monsters.

Those cold and indifferent phoenix eyes seemed to be looking at a dead object, which made the Qinglong Dragon Soul feel no vitality.

Deep fear entangled its heart bit by bit like a fine shackle.

Emperor Jiuque's five fingers tightened slightly, and the thick pressure swept towards the Qinglong Dragon Soul like a tide, scaring its body to subconsciously curl up.

After Yun Qingyan spoke, he knew her idea of ​​collecting the server spirit and obtaining high-quality components!

If this medicine cauldron has the benefit of the Green Dragon Dragon Soul, it will barely catch your eye.

The Qinglong Dragon Soul felt deep fear in his heart, but he was unwilling to admit defeat easily. He respectfully and awe-inspiringly said to Emperor Jiuque, "Sir, I am one of the auspicious beasts in all directions. Even in the Dragon Clan, he is a powerful existence at the forefront and has a noble status.

Your breath makes me awe, and I am willing to make a contract with you.

But this little human girl, her soul is only at the level of the God Emperor, and she is even weaker and vulnerable. The noble soul of the Qinglong clan does not allow me to bow to her."

Yun Qingyan was ashamed, and her feelings were disgusted with her low strength!

But at this time, she could also slightly feel how powerful and proud the four auspicious beast Qinglong, which appeared in the legendary Nanming Realm, was.

Even her God Emperor's soul looked down on her!

There must be higher existences above the God Emperor, the God Emperor, and the God Emperor!

She clenched her fists, and a bright stream of light flashed through her dark eyes. Today, no matter whether the Qinglong obeys or not, she is bound to win the Qingxuan Ding.

Facing the sincere and sincere words of the Qinglong Dragon Soul, the expression on Di Jiuque's face did not change at all. He was still cold and cold, arrogant and noble, like an emperor who looked down on the world, and did not take the auspicious beast Qinglong into consideration at all.
Chapter completed!