The return trip cannot drill ice holes, and it cannot be drilled back. It is said that the place is under the ice of tens of thousands of meters deep, and it is the last little water in the world. Moreover, because they rinsed it in the water, there was even less left.

I heard it was the last bit of water. Chen Yan wanted to ask if it was a peerless treasure of the spiritual root of the heavenly spirit, a peerless treasure of the earthly spirit liquid, which puts the last hope of the world, condenses all the essence, etc.? After soaking for a while, should we immediately wash the essence and marrow and build the innate Tao body?

However, it's not... it's just ordinary water, there's not even bacteria inside.

Chen Yan is very disappointed, saying that you have let the world down!

The return trip still depends on Xili, which is why she was brought with her. If you rely on Chen Yan, the scumbag, it will be the Lantern Festival when he slowly finishes drawing the world teleportation array... Of course, you have to say goodbye before leaving. This is the basic etiquette and the last memory for the old man...

It can be seen from both Chen Yan and Huxian Xili that the old man has not had much time - no matter whether he is a human or a god, he has reached the end of his life. No one can save it because it is his own choice. If he does not want to die, there are probably few people in the entire multiverse that can force him.

Waving goodbye, walking away slowly, leaving a bunch of footprints on the white snow sand, the old man stood in front of the wooden house and watched them leave...

Although it is actually meaningless to do so, the pictures left in memory are extremely precious.

Walking until the place where the wooden house could not be seen, the three of them stopped, and the constant temperature spell that was blessed by the old man could last for a long time. "Are you leaving here?" Xiri asked.

"Wait, I need to take this here." Chen Yan took out the platinum blood bead. The aura of an old man was everywhere in this world, which was very helpful for him to comprehend the rules of his bloodline.

"Yes, it seems that this is the purpose of our coming?" The fairy in the lake suddenly realized. Before Chen Yan could complain, she quickly turned to Xili. "Xiri, what did you get after drinking that glass of water? Look, it's amazing that I can do this now!" She shook her head, and her braid turned pink. She waved her hand again, and the five nails turned into five colors, and they turned to shine, like a small rainbow.

"Hahaha~ Look at it, it's so fun!"

Your new ability turns out to be a "beauty filter"?

"Great! So beautiful! Mine... mine seems to be too." What Xili got was the ability to change clothes on her body. She sometimes turned into a hooded man, and sometimes she turned into a strange costume. She had a lot of fun with Huxian. Well, so what Xili got was the "clothes changing game"? This is very interesting.

Chen Yan understood the old man's meaning. Huxian lived too well, and her appearance changed over and over could make her happier; while Xili, the old man could not stop the wild hunter from chasing her, but he could make Xili escape easier.

With one-click dress-up, it's time for the wild hunter to have a headache.

****

Chen Yan looked at the platinum blood drops in his hand and had already figured out what the old man said - if he didn't integrate this blood essence, then as the Abyss Flame Demon, he must find every way to get it, and he can't control himself. Even if he didn't have the old man's request, he would still do it... This is Chen Yan's motivation for the past, greed.

But if he merged, then what reason would Chen Yan, who was broken into the kind camp, not do it?

"What a pity, you still have something you can't imagine!" Chen Yan didn't feel anything after being plotted against by Xiaoxiao, but now he has the way to return it on the spot!

"Ashburn Technique", he pointed at the blood essence.

A light that was countless times stronger than before exploded from the blood bead, turning into a white platinum of several kilometers. It first dispersed and then suddenly contracted towards the center, rushing towards Chen Yan's body like a hundred rivers to the sea!

Huxian and Xili were startled by the sudden appearance of vision and looked at Chen Yan in panic.

Chen Yan waved his hand hard and signaled that he was fine, but now he leaned backwards and was suspended in the light, and the light shone brightly in the seven orifices, looking like a few hundred-distance light bulbs... No matter how he looked, he didn't look like "nothing".

"Shh, it's a good thing that he seems to be fusing his bloodline." The fairy in the lake stopped Xiri.

Although she couldn't understand it, she could see that the permeable substances were filled with the power of light. If it wasn't Chen Yan's thing, she would have wanted to rush up and take a few breaths.

In the distance, the old man who was about to turn back to the hut stopped with a "huh", turned his head and looked in the direction of the explosion of power, and muttered in a low voice. "Oh, I won't be in danger of being safe in my later years, right? This feeling is very familiar. Has someone been plotted against again? Alas, when people get old, their brains are not enough. I hope that boy's mouth can be tighter..."

The blood essence looks like only one drop, but it actually condenses the strength of the whole body. With the old man's current state, it is a luxury to want to condense another drop. Why do you have to fight so hard? There is no way, the decent people are so helpless - although Chen Yan will definitely save the world, the rewards they deserve must be paid, and they have to be given enough! How much does it cost to save a group of worlds?

Anyway, the old man felt that he had been drained...

He originally thought that Chen Yan could only absorb one or two of them at most, and most of them would be wasted during the transformation process. Now it seems that Chen Yan is really a genius among warlocks. Not to mention anything else, just looking at him choosing to stay in this plane to absorb blood, he knew that there was something in his mind.

Most people just want to leave quickly when they see such a bad environment. Who would have thought that this is the most suitable environment for experiencing his power?

"I hope I don't absorb too much... I'm going to lose my old friend, alas." The old man shook his head and turned around and entered the door.

He buried his name and gave up his identity, just because he didn't want people to know who he was. Although he said so, he had no intention of stopping it. There is not only bloodlines in the essence of blood, but also the perception of life, life experience and even... memory. Ordinary warlocks can absorb at most one or two of them in the bloodline transformation ceremony, leaving only a shadow impression. But Chen Yan, a "genius", may be able to break the rules.

Unfortunately, he didn't know that there was the ability to foul the "Ashburn Technique" in the world.

Chen Yan's absorption has always been 100%!

The accompanying memories are always so many that he doesn't want them, and there is no chance to waste at all.

****

I don’t know how long it took, but when Chen Yan fell down, he was dizzy, and his mind was filled with the past that belonged to another person... No, it should be said that it was the past of dragon.

"How do you feel?" Xiri walked over with Huxian's hand. When she spoke, she stared at Chen Yan with surprise and confusion.

"Why do you think of me like this?" Chen Yan touched his face, as if there were no scales or anything like that.

"Your eyes...now, like Geralt, their pupils have become vertical." Cialis said.

She didn't say anything, unlike the vertical pupils of the Demon Hunter. Chen Yan's eyes made people look at him... and he would involuntarily feel fear and want to turn around and escape. Fortunately, this situation is not serious, and she can restrain that instinct.

"So, I pretend to be a demon hunter in the future and no one will have to wear beauty contacts?" Chen Yan said mockingly, pretending not to see a large number of prompts appearing in his eyes. The vertical pupils and faint dragon power are only the first part of dragon transformation. In the future, with the blood fusion, the characteristics of dragons appearing on his body will become more and more.

He himself did not expect that the fusion of the Platinum Dragon bloodline would be so smooth! All this is due to the countless "good things" he did in the past - he did not believe the sentence "good people will be rewarded" - but now he has to believe it!

Because the eyes are refreshing like a scrolling screen [You set up a temple orphanage, which completely changed the pattern of the multiverse, and the fusion of kind bloodlines increased by 15%!], [Swan Plane Will expresses gratitude to you, and the fusion of kind bloodlines will be given a 7% bonus]... etc. As for tips like "Some orphan expresses gratitude to you, and the fusion of kind bloodlines increased by xx%", that's more!

Chen Yan was like he was instantly smashed by more than a dozen [Great Wishing Technique]!

The effect was just now. In just a few minutes, the fusion of the dragon veins reached 49.9%! And the prompt was still scrolling endlessly, so he had to block it. Thanks like a tide, Chen Yan finally confirmed something, "I am indeed a good person!"

"Let's go, let's get out of here..."

A moment before the teleportation, Chen Yan turned his head and looked at the sky.

He saw an extremely huge white dragon spreading its wings and holding many large and small bubble-like planes in his arms. Those planes were rarely complete, some were riddled with holes, some were covered with cracks, and some were simply broken halfway!

The black chaotic wind kept blowing at these damaged locations, trying to pour into the world, but was firmly blocked from the world by the white dragon's body.

But the White Dragon is already very old, and the degree of damage in the world is getting worse and worse, and it has long exceeded the limit he can bear. The White Dragon's body gradually shattered in the chaotic wind, and eventually turned into countless white highlights and drifted into those damaged worlds... Iserina's prophecy called it "destroyed in frost and snow", and the wild hunter said it was "the disaster of white frost".

No one can guess that it is actually just the body of the guardian of the world!

The old man is the only and last platinum dragon in the world, Bahamut, the god of good dragons.
Chapter completed!