Shocked, everyone except Master has a vest

As soon as Qin Muyue came out of the dream, she took the armchair and ran away using her spatial ability before Mo Bingxian opened her eyes.

She walked out of Jingkong Gate and came to her own Hongfeng Pavilion. The girl pressed her forehead and discovered the unusual movement in her sea of ​​consciousness.

When her spiritual sense probed into the space, she found that the Three Pure White Dragon Egg in the spiritual spring had disappeared. A girl in white clothes with loose black hair looked up and looked at her.

Exactly the same face.

Qin Muyue felt the connection between herself and her, their souls were of the same origin, and the incarnation of the Three Pure White Dragon seemed to have a slender and well-proportioned figure, but in fact it was a 100% divine dragon body.

It is not easy for even the divine sword to break the dragon scales. A dragon scale of the Three Pure White Dragon is a void of time and space. Only the master of a world is qualified to fight against it.

Only the Ghost Dragon Lord has such qualifications in this world. He is the master of a world, the ruler of heaven, and his original form is similar to that of the divine dragon clan.

So thousands of years ago, only Zhaixing and Fuyue could do nothing about this master of another world.

The girl came back to her senses, patted Bai Long on the shoulder, and sighed: "I was worried that the Dragon Soul Technique might be restrained by the Ghost Sky Dragon Lord. Fortunately, you are here. No matter how powerful the Ghost Sky Dragon Lord is, can he take away the Dragon Soul of a real dragon?"

"Impossible. The dragon cannot even take over the bodies of its own kind. But if they are willing, the dragon can nourish their souls in the space of their sea of ​​consciousness and return home together after ten thousand years." Bai Long shook his head and answered seriously.

"What are the chances of me going back to the past if I set up a time and space formation now?" Qin Muyue's eyes became serious.

The white dragon cat's pupils showed the same unfathomable depth as Qin Muyue's, and he said with certainty: "He is the man of destiny, fifty-fifty."

"If I'm unlucky, I might fall back to ten thousand years ago, but what can I do? I'm alive now." Qin Muyue felt a little depressed. She cast a spell to capture the treasures of heaven and earth.

Bai Long opened the Mirror Gate that spanned several realms as easily as eating and drinking, and went directly to the Star Realm to dig out the treasure house of his previous life.

Qin Muyue was extremely envious of the incarnation. As a human being with a dragon soul, it was impossible for her to go to the Starry World.

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On the back of a gigantic demon fish that covered the sky, sat an ancient sect. At this moment, inside the Dragon Soul Sect, a powerful aura swept through the entire sect like a storm.

The sky was covered with dark clouds and thunder rumbled, as if foreshadowing someone's awakening. The evil cultivators of the Dragon Soul Sect all looked up, their eyes filled with awe and expectation.

The Ghost Dragon Lord broke through the barrier. He was tall and wore a black robe embroidered with golden dragon patterns, highlighting his supreme status.

His face was covered with a mask, and his eyes revealed endless majesty, as if he could see through all the vanity in the world.

As he appeared, hundreds of evil cultivators knelt down and bowed. Their voices merged into a torrent, resounding through the sky: "Welcome the Dragon Lord to come out of seclusion. We are willing to follow him forever!"

The Ghost Sky Dragon Lord's eyes slowly swept over the crowd, and his voice was like thunder, deafening: "From today on, you evil cultivators are the elite of my Dragon Soul Sect. Follow me to fight in all directions and achieve supreme hegemony!"

His words were full of confidence and arrogance, and every word was like a heavy hammer, hitting the hearts of the evil practitioners and making them submit willingly.

Ghost Dragon Lord walked towards the sect's treasury without hesitation. He needed to pick out some magical weapons and elixirs. After all, the human body was still too inconvenient.

After Qin Ziyang finished dealing with the sect's official business, the former sect leader came to see Gui Tianlong Lord with a heavy heart.

Lord Gui Tianlong stood in front of the door of the sect's treasury. He waved his hand lightly, and the heavy stone door slowly opened, revealing a dazzling array of magical instruments and elixirs inside.

His eyes swept across these treasures, finally stopping on a few magical weapons that exuded a powerful aura.

A sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth. To him, these were just icing on the cake.

"Has the Dragon Lord recovered from his injuries?" There was an imperceptible tremor in Qin Ziyang's voice. He was worried that the other party would devour the other half of his soul in order to recover.

Ghost Dragon Lord turned around, his eyes beneath the mask were like an abyss, making it impossible to peek into his heart.

His voice was deep and powerful: "Shulong, when no one is around, just call me Ziji."

Qin Ziyang's expression twisted for a moment, he knelt down with gritted teeth: "Dragon Lord, is Ziyang's spirit still there?"

"Ji Shulong, I have been in seclusion for a long time. Why do you mention that man when we just meet?" Zi Ji was a little unhappy. Ji Shulong still liked the original owner of this body, but did not like him, the more powerful master.

Ji Shulong looked embarrassed in front of her husband and cursed the madman inwardly, saying that it was not enough for him to have Langhuanjie, he also wanted her?

She lowered her head in silence, with a hint of pleading in her voice: "Zi Ji, I'm just worried about him. After all, he is mine...the person I loved."

Zi Ji's eyes were cold as he slowly approached Ji Shulong. Every step he took made Ji Shulong feel an invisible pressure.

His voice was deep and full of unquestionable majesty: "Ji Shulong, you should know that between you and me, I am the only one who controls this body. When I unify the six realms, I will send that man to reincarnation. From now on, you are the Queen of Heaven and I am the Emperor of Heaven."

Ji Shulong felt a sharp pain in his heart, and could only silently endure this humiliation, whispering: "Thank you, Dragon Lord, for your kindness, but I am already married in the eyes of other cultivators. I think Dragon Lord deserves better."

Zi Ji turned around and stopped looking at Ji Shulong. His eyes were focused on the treasures in the treasury. His voice sounded again, this time with a hint of command: "Ji Shulong, I'm not discussing this with you. This is an order."

Ji Shulong gritted her teeth secretly. She wished that her Qin Nannan had stabbed him to death with a sword instead of letting him come back to recuperate for a few months and then come out to knock on the widow's door.

Ji Shulong sighed in her heart: I am a widow who has to manage the sect in front of my husband and deal with this crazy bastard. Is it easy for me?

Back then, Ji Shulong and Qin Ziyang were exploring a secret realm and accidentally found a magical weapon containing the soul of Taoist Master Guiqi. Qin Ziyang was possessed by the weapon and tried desperately to seal himself.

After Ji Shulong escaped from the secret realm, she was frightened and went into labor. After giving birth to a daughter, she hid the child in a small village.

She was weak and continued to flee to the Dragon Soul Sect on her sword, but the strange Taoist master took over other people's bodies too quickly and quickly recovered his strength, intercepting her halfway.

This led to a series of events involving the Dragon Soul Sect and the Ghost Dragon Lord Zi Ji.

Zi Ji's figure appeared particularly tall in the treasure house, and his eyes were as fast as lightning, sweeping over every treasure.

Zi Ji did not look back, his voice echoed in the treasure house: "Ji Shulong, you'd better remember your identity. In this sect, and even in the entire Six Realms, you are mine. Don't let me down."

Ji Shulong felt powerless. She knew she couldn't take back her husband's soul. She could only hold it in and whispered, "Yes, Zi Ji."

Zi Ji selected several magical instruments and elixirs, which were all necessary for his conquests. He turned around, looking at Ji Shulong with a sharp gaze: "At tomorrow's marriage ceremony, you will appear as my Taoist partner. This is your honor, and also your mission."

Ji Shulong's heart tightened and she secretly apologized to her daughter: My daughter, mother will go undercover to find a stepfather for you.

Su Chen walked into the treasury, bowed to Ji Shulong, and said in a low voice: "Master, there are more matters piling up. Please go and handle them."

Ji Shulong knew that Qin Ziyang's soul was not in danger for the time being, and she didn't want to continue staying with a madman, so she followed Su Chen and ran away.

"Achen, you are really my right-hand man." Ji Shulong's steps became much lighter when he left someone.

Su Chen lowered his eyes and said, "I have always been loyal to you and will share your worries."

Su Chen sent Ji Shulong back to the main hall before he pressed the bulging blue veins on his head.

As the night deepened, the atmosphere in the Dragon Soul Sect became more tense.

All the evil cultivators were preparing for tomorrow's ceremony. Although they were shocked that Qin Ziyang had turned into a woman, they couldn't say anything about the Dragon Lord's hobby.

They are afraid that their masculine energy will be lost and they will be transformed into women.