Chapter 1140

After Feng Che finished speaking, he took the baby in the direction of the bloody smell and walked directly inside...

It didn't take long for Feng Che and the baby to come to the innermost, a very dark and huge cave. Inside the cave was quiet, only the sound of tick-tock kept coming. Feng Che and the baby took a closer look and found that it was not far away. There is a huge blood pool. In the middle of the blood pool, there is a huge stone platform. At this moment, there is a man lying on the stone platform. The man's limbs are chained, and his face is facing down. On top of the four masters in the secret room...

Under the man, there was a black iron basin with black gas in it, because the black gas kept pouring into the man's body, and the man's blood slowly ticked down the blood pool along his limbs...

And around the blood pool were thirty-six old men sitting cross-legged, not knowing what incantations were in their mouths, the profound energy in their hands kept pouring into the black basin in the stone platform intermittently! On the outside of the thirty-six old men, there are four chairs, and four white-haired men and old men in white clothes sit on them...

"Elder Jun, how long will it take to completely extract his dragon soul?" One of the old men in white asked, looking at a slightly fat old man beside him.

"If he is willing to turn into a dragon, it may be over! But if he is unwilling to turn into a dragon, the effect of our magic formation on him will be less than half of the power, so I don't know when it will be completed. Clear!" said the old man called Jun Lao, looking at the man above the stone platform.

"Hmph... Long Ying naively thought that what we wanted was the Purple Dragon Soul Bracelet, but he didn't think that what we really wanted was his Dragon Soul! That Purple Dragon Soul Bracelet has been in my Dragon Clan for thousands of years, and no one has ever been able to. Recognize the master, and put it on the equivalent of waste..." The old man said with a sneer.

"Long Yi, have you found a suitable person to fuse his dragon soul?" Jun Lao looked at the other old man and asked.

"The old ancestor, I have already found it, it is my son Long Tianluo!" Long Yi, the patriarch of the dragon clan, said when he heard the words.

"Well, wait until his dragon soul is drawn out, and then bring your son over!" Jun Lao nodded and said.

"Master, are you trying to save the people on the stone platform?" At this time, the blue dragon on the baby's wrist asked Feng Che in his heart.

"Yes!" Feng Che replied.

"Master, but his current situation is very bad!" Qinglong said after hearing the words.

"Huh? What's going on?" Feng Che heard the words and asked the baby who was about to rush forward.

"Master, this person is indeed a real dragon. Although his blood is not particularly pure, it is rare here! I guess these people want to draw out his dragon soul just to let others fuse his dragon soul, and then Then absorb the blood of this dragon blood pool, so that it is easy to cultivate a mutant dragon, whose strength will even exceed that of ordinary dragons, and once it succeeds, the descendants of this mutant dragon will inherit his blood in the future, and it will take a long time to develop the blood. It will be diluted. This is a very cruel and ancient sorcery. I never thought that these people would dare to use it! I see that the people on the stone platform have been tortured like this for many years. Now that the master saves him, his dragon blood and The dragon tendons are all in the Dragon Blood Pond, and there is no way to recover, the master saves him will probably speed up his death, because he can't move now..." Qinglong looked at the dragon shadow on the stone platform and said seriously.