Chapter 1650 Primordial Contract

Chapter 1650 Swire Contract

With a thought, Lin Ming took out the Jade Dragon's Horn and the Black Dragon's Egg from the Sumeru Ring. After he got the Jade Dragon Horn before, he naturally put it in the Sumeru Ring and placed it in the same space as the Black Dragon Dragon Egg. Obviously, the mutual attraction of the dragon clan's breath led to this mutation.

The snow-white jade dragon's horn is as tall as a person, and the dragon egg placed on it is only the size of a plate.

The dark eggshell is covered with bizarre patterns. These patterns are bright and dark, as if breathing. The soft luster formed by the energy in the darkness surrounds the dragon egg, forming a faint black halo.

Under the dragon egg, the snow-white jade dragon's horn also exudes a soft white light.

The stark contrast of one black and one white is like placing a black glazed gem on the snow.

"Brother Lin, I feel... the dragon in the Jade Dragon's Horn is moving. It seems to be connected with the little thing in the black dragon's egg..."

Xiao Moxian, who was sitting behind Lin Ming, stood up dumbfounded and walked to the Jade Dragon's Horn.

Her eyes were hazy, looking at the Jade Dragon's Horn and the quiet black dragon egg in front of her, her hands were suspended in the void, and a little bit penetrated into the soft luster emanating from the Jade Dragon's Horn, as if reaching into a lake of light.

"Really, the dragon spirit in the Jade Dragon's Horn seems to be slowly merging into the dragon egg..." Xiao Moxian repeated in a dream.

Lin Ming closed his eyes and concentrated, feeling the same way.

The dragon spirit in the Jade Dragon's Horn is an extremely missing soul, and has almost no self-consciousness. It is only because of the contract that it is controlled by the owner of the dragon contract.

Now, although the little thing in the black dragon egg cannot control the dragon contract, it seems to be slowly absorbing the ancient dragon spirit in the dragon contract by virtue of the unique connection between the dragons!

And this ancient dragon spirit did not seem to resist.

Lin Ming linked his spiritual sense to the dragon clan contract, and seemed to faintly feel a sad aura!

Lin Ming has the blood of the dragon clan on his body, which also allows him to faintly communicate with the ancient dragon spirit, and feel the sadness and misery in its heart...

The spirit of the ancient dragon, because it is extremely incomplete, has long lost its self-consciousness.

However, it still has a touch of instinct.

I don't know how many millions of years ago, it was imprisoned in the horn of the jade dragon, bound by the ancient contract, and became the puppet of the contract!

Time goes by, one hundred million years, another hundred million years!

It has changed many owners, and it has slept in the ruins for a long time. It has seen one universe after another, and killed countless creatures. Even the long-lived dragon, in the end, even the lifespan of the remnant soul has come to an end. , it has been transformed into pure soul energy, but it is still imprisoned by the contract...

It is still to be treated as an unconscious puppet, as a killing tool for one new master after another, constantly fighting...

This kind of life makes the spirit of the dragon family have endless sorrow and desolation in his heart!

And now, suddenly feeling the aura of the same clan and the summoning of the same kind, the spirit of the dragon clan, without any resistance, was willingly summoned to the past...

For it, instead of being imprisoned in a contract forever and never being able to transcend life, it would be better to become a part of a new life of the same kind, which is also a kind of liberation...

Lin Ming closed his eyes and felt it for a long time.

After several hours passed, he finally slowly opened his eyes.

The mythical beast family has few bloodlines. In order to continue, they are more likely to trust each other than humans.

Human beings don’t have internal fights, that’s a common practice. During the huge thirty-three days, no matter whether they are mortals or warriors, the number of human beings who die in internal fights every year is as many as the sands of the Ganges River.

Snatching resources, fighting for morale, killing people and overselling goods... For countless reasons, countless people died.

But divine beasts, in most cases, will not do this, because they are too few in number, and if there is no internal fighting, they may even become extinct!

At this time, more and more soft luster emanated from the Jade Dragon's horn, and the image of a bright white dragon was transformed into the void of the divine writer. Among those brilliance, there are countless strange dragon-shaped imprints, and even the essence of life, gathering towards the black dragon egg...

This is sealed in the Dragon Clan contract for hundreds of millions of years, and the Dragon Clan's spirit, whose Shouyuan has long disappeared, is also a kind of inheritance in a sense.

It contains the purest essence of life, innate magical powers, and so on.

Lin Ming quietly looked at the dragon egg on the Jade Dragon's horn. After a full day, the light on the dragon egg gradually disappeared, and the original bright and dark patterns on the dragon egg also disappeared, the power of the dragon soul. , has all poured into the black dragon dragon egg, as if nothing happened.

Lin Ming waited silently. The drawing of the divine rune was blocked by him. He was very patient. This black dragon egg was his contracted beast. , After absorbing the dragon soul, the black dragon dragon egg undergoes a series of changes!

Hatching a real dragon is definitely a huge project!

Even under the nourishment of various elixir and the vitality of heaven and earth, it often takes thousands of years, and this time, the injection of the ancient dragon soul has greatly shortened the process of the black dragon egg hatching. At the same time, those life essences and innate magical powers that have been poured into the dragon eggs also accelerate the growth of the little things in the dragon eggs. Once it hatches, it may be more powerful than the gluttonous beast "Rhubarb" raised by the little devil. A lot!

Time passed by, slowly, a dazzling strange pattern suddenly appeared on the dark surface of the dragon egg.

Then, another dazzling texture...

As the dazzling patterns appeared one after another, the dark dragon eggs became crystal clear.

Lin Ming even faintly heard a small murmur from inside the dragon egg, so slight that it was like dust falling in the wind.

Then, vaguely, as if there was a small outline of a young dragon, it appeared in the radiant dragon egg, looming...

It was slowly absorbing the power of the dragon soul, like a gurgling stream. Lin Ming glanced at it and knew in his heart that it would take a long time for the little thing in the dragon egg to completely absorb the primordial dragon soul. , little by little.

It's like a little bug eating a big cake.

I don't know what realm this little black dragon will grow to when it is completely eaten and fed with its own elixir.

The life fluctuations of the black dragon dragon eggs dimmed a little bit. The life fluctuations just now gradually became silent, and they became the same as before, but the life lines outside the dragon eggs were exposed, but they still exuded a faint light.

Showing the throbbing of life inside.

"It seems that it will take a long time to incubate..." Lin Ming stared at the black dragon egg, and he was already very satisfied, so let the little thing digest the power of the dragon soul a little bit.

At this time, try not to disturb Heilonglongdan, and he still understands the truth that haste is not enough.

Just after putting the black dragon egg and the jade dragon horn back into the Xumi ring, there was a knock on the door.

Who will come at this time?

It was always unpleasant for Lin Ming to be disturbed when he was drawing the divine runes. Xiao Moxian frowned, opened the door and saw two old faces with a strange smile at the door. Beside them, there were two young divine writers who looked like apprentices.

"Who are you?" Xiao Moxian glanced at it and quickly swept across the badges on the chests of several divine scribes. They were not in the style of Divine Writers City, and they were obviously not Divine Writers in Divine Writers' City.

"Just now we felt the energy chaos, it seems to be..." The old divine scribe looked over the little magic fairy, glanced at the study room, and when he saw the messy divine text platform, he knew that the scale of what had happened just now. Not a small explosion, it may even destroy the array disk.

"It seems to be an explosion... Is Mr. Lin all right?" The old man who spoke was tall and thin. Although he had a smile on his face, anyone could hear a trace of tension in his words.

In addition, there was no chubby old man. Although he didn't speak, his eyes also betrayed his mind.

Both of them clearly felt the abnormally chaotic energy fluctuations in the air.

"Aren't you from the Divine Writers Guild..." Little Moxian frowned, where did these two guys come from? How would it appear here?

"I'm Zhao Chang, the divine writer of Ziwei Holy Land. Didn't Mr. Lin say before that the delivery of the evil spirit rune is every few months? So Ziwei Tianzun sent us over to take care of it. Of course, if there's anything else, also You can find me anyway."

This divine writer surnamed Zhao spoke with a rare affectionate attitude. As he spoke, his gaze and perception kept scanning the divine writing room, as if he wanted to understand the progress of Lin Ming's making the evil spirit rune.

Little Moxian was stunned for a while before she realized it, co-authoring Ziwei Tianzun because she didn't believe them and found a few supervisors!

This made Xiao Moxian feel very uncomfortable. Her little eyebrows moved, and she wanted to close the door, but Lin Ming stopped her and smiled at the two old scribes: "Two elders, rest assured, the gods will meet Lin every time. It is turned in once every three months, but the sound insulation formation of my divine text room is still good, the energy fluctuations of the explosion can hardly be transmitted, and the second elder still feels it, probably the second elder lives next door, right?"

Lin Ming said with a half-smiling smile, he didn't care about Ziwei Tianzun looking for a supervisor, and whoever was in Ziwei Tianzun's position would probably send someone to keep an eye on him. After all, 5 billion points plus 2 billion worth of ambergris, and only one white note was exchanged, how could I not be nervous?

Lin Ming's words made the faces of the two old divine writers blush. They really lived next door. They were watching Lin Ming's divine writing room for twelve hours a day.

However, Lin Ming could not be disturbed during the drawing process, and they also had no chance to enter the divine text room. Only after this explosion did they take the opportunity to take a look at Lin Ming's drawing.

... (to be continued) []