Hearing Zhao Fengnian talking to himself, Wu just nodded and took out a wooden box he was carrying with him.

Then Wu Cai carefully controlled Lingli and pulled the branch of Zuling tree from the bowl and put it into a wooden box and handed it to Zhao Fengnian.

After Zhao Fengnian took over the wooden box, he looked at the void in the center of the spire.

Now it's the last step, but how to get the dragon soul fragments?

Because there is a special function in this small bowl made of magnetite, which can prevent the detection and control of psychic power.

Without opening the lid, Zhao Fengnian could not directly control the spirit power to take out the dragon soul fragments.

When Zhao Fengnian was staring at the small bowl in the center of the spire, he had been out of order for a long time, and his sensing ability to the fragments of the dragon soul returned to normal.

Zhao Fengnian can clearly perceive the information from the dragon soul fragments in the small bowl.

This information is very strange, and Zhao Fengnian before the contact with the dragon soul fragments of their own feelings are different.

This time, the fragments of dragon soul clearly convey their emotions, that is, missing and relying.

"Is it not the fragment of dragon soul and the consciousness of Dragon God?" Feeling here, Zhao Fengnian thought of it secretly.

At the same time, the porcelain bowl in the center of the spire suddenly moved, "PATA!"

The sudden sound was harsh in the quiet hall, and everyone's attention was focused on the center of the spire.

"PATA, PATA, PATA..."

The small bowl in the center of the spire is constantly shaking, releasing a series of sounds.

The sound became louder and faster, as if something was about to break out of its shell.

With the shaking of the magnetic bowl, it finally fell down from the small hole.

All the people were watching the scene nervously, and it was at this time.

I saw a white light in the air, a vivid lamb suddenly flew out of the porcelain bowl.

"No sheep God!" Seeing the rain culvert here, he couldn't help but cry out, and then he went down to his knees with a thump.

People who see this lamb also know that this is the dragon soul fragment depicted by Weizu, which is also the totem of Weiyang tribe - Weiyang God.

The spirit of the Dragon God who died in order to save mankind is also full of admiration.

With the action of not rain culvert, all of them kneel down to the lamb in the air.

It seems that the lamb has been holding for too long, hovering in the air, giving people the feeling of being a naughty child.

Now only Zhao Fengnian is standing in the field, not because Zhao Fengnian has no feeling in his heart, but that Zhao Fengnian has fallen into a wonderful state at this time.

At the moment when the lamb flew out, Zhao Fengnian's consciousness was pulled into a space.

In this space, it seems to be infinite and small, and the whole space seems to be real and illusory.

This feeling is very mysterious, like a dream.

Also in Zhao Fengnian into this space, Zhao Fengnian suddenly heard a loud and clear sound of the dragon.

Then Zhao Fengnian looked to the place where the Dragon chanted. He saw a huge figure winding through the void in the distance.

"Dragon!" Zhao Fengnian could not help exclaiming at the figure.

That's right! What Zhao Fengnian saw at this time was a dragon, a dragon with scars all over his body and sometimes no breath.

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