As the flames burned more and more vigorously, finally, one piece of flame after another began to gather and gather towards the golden dragon shadow.

In just a moment, the flames wrapped the dragon shadows and then began to burn violently.

Xia Tian, ​​who had just breathed a sigh of relief, once again felt an extremely uncomfortable burning flame. Although Mao Zhennan's talisman was the golden dragon shadow burning in the void, Xia Tian felt this feeling very realistically.

"Brother Xia Tian, ​​I will use Samadhi True Fire to refine the dragon head now, you must hold on."

Mao Zhennan gave in again, and another magic seal formed with his hands and struck it into the void.

The flames in the void were burning even more vigorously. Xia Tian sat cross-legged in the middle of the altar and felt that his body was filled with fire. Although it was very, very uncomfortable, he still gritted his teeth and rode.

I don't know how long this refining lasted, but it only turned from white to black to black in the sky, and then from black to white... In the end, the temperature of the void that was originally burned by the flame suddenly increased, and rolling black clouds suddenly gathered in the void.

"It's done."

I heard Mao Zhennan shouting happily, and then I saw a ray of lightning as thick as a wrist falling from the air in the void, accurately slashing on the golden flame.

boom!!!

With a loud bang, it was like a stone monkey was born. The flame broke open instantly, and a black dragon head inside rushed straight into the sky.

Xia Tian, ​​who had been suffering from all this with his eyes closed, seemed to have been instigated by the Five Thunders. The next second, the black dragon head flew into the dark clouds in the void.

A heavy rain fell from the sky, constantly washing the entire headquarters of the Heavenly King Hall.

"Is it done?"

Zhao Jinglun looked up at the sky, looked at the dragon head that appeared in the clouds, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Aww...

Aww...

Almost at the same time, a terrifying dragon roar came over the black cloud and at the bottom of the Yangtze River. The next second, the dragon head in the black cloud instantly broke through the magic circle arranged by Zhao Jinglun and flew towards the Yangtze River outside.

And the moment the dragon head flew out, Xia Tian also stood up from the altar in an instant. The next second, he had already rushed out of the altar and ran out with the dragon head.

"Let's go and have a look."

Mao Zhennan put away the peach wood sword in his hand, with an extremely serious expression, and said to Zhao Jinglun here.

"Um."

Zhao Jinglun pulled the machine on the wheelchair, and the wheelchair immediately followed Xia Tian like a fast sports car.

At this time, Xia Tian had arrived at the riverside. Under the erosion of the heavy rain, the burning sensation on his body disappeared without a trace. If it were an extremely cool feeling.

He just stood on the shore, letting the waves surging ahead, but he stood here like an old pine.

Above the void, the black dragon head was constantly flying, as if looking for something.

boom......
Chapter completed!