Chapter 1792 1793 It Is Hereditary to Give up the Name

This dragon-shaped mark is not the remnant soul of the dragon that was sealed in Xiang Qiu Zhan's giant sword and then swallowed up by the Chaos Heavenly Fire.

As soon as Mu Hanyan's thoughts moved, the cloak came to her body, and he moved it according to the heart formula of the Continent of God. Immediately, the cloak flashed a brilliant dark golden light, and a huge dragon shadow appeared behind her. But it is no longer heavy black, but the same dark gold color as the cloak, and the scales are closely connected, making it even more majestic and domineering.

Mu Hanyan and Ling Baobao looked at each other, neither of them would have thought that Chaos Skyfire would actually refine and imprint on the Cangxuan Yunsha with the breath of the demon dragon. Although it originated from the demon dragon, after its refining , this breath has nothing to do with the dragon, just a trace of dragon soul out of thin air.

"This should be considered a real divine weapon," Mu Hanyan asked.

Although I don't know how much improvement this dragon soul can bring to Cangxuan Yunsha's defense, even an idiot can imagine that a magic weapon with a dragon soul will never be an ordinary magic weapon.

"Probably, it is." Ling Baobao swallowed and said.

...

On the continent of God, at the end of the vast wasteland, the cold wind swept past like a blade.

A man looked far into the distance, as if his sight penetrated the endless void and stayed in another world.

A black dragon was crawling under his feet, as if in a deep sleep.

If Mu Hanyan saw this scene, he would definitely be shocked. This black giant dragon was not exactly the same as the dragon sealed in Xiang Qiu Zhan's giant sword.

"Roar!" The magic dragon suddenly raised its head and roared up to the sky, blood-red rays of light also burst out from its eyes, showing a hideous color.

The man stretched out his hand and lightly pressed it on the top of the dragon's head.

The demon dragon stopped roaring and lowered his head, looking extremely tame.

"There is someone who can refine your dragon soul. It's not easy, it's not easy." The man's palm stayed on the top of the dragon's head for a long time, and he said leisurely.

The dragon roared softly, a bit of unwillingness and resentment in his eyes.

"Xiang Qiuzhan should also be dead, these weak ants, I gave him the magic sword and dragon soul, and passed on his supreme fighting skills, but he was killed so easily." The man muttered to himself in disappointment.

The dragon roared again, showing a bit of contempt in his eyes, and obviously disapproved of the ants mentioned in the master's mouth.

"It seems that I have to go out in person, relying on those wastes, I'm afraid I will never be able to go back." The man said leisurely.

"Roar..." The dragon looked at the man with reluctance in his eyes.

"Don't worry, you have guarded me for so many years, I will not leave you, but your injury has not healed and your strength has not recovered, it is too dangerous to follow me, although it is only some ants, but the top powerhouses are not what you are now. To deal with it, stay here obediently, and I will come to you when I find a way to restore your strength," the man said. Although the words were full of concern, the voice was unusually indifferent and did not contain the slightest emotion.

The dragon slowly lowered its head and fell into a deep sleep again. The scaled body gradually turned petrified, like a sculpture that had been eroded by millions of years of wind and frost.

The man did not look back, but took a big step towards the center of the Continent of God.

...

After a while, Mu Hanyan's happy mood calmed down a little, and when his mind moved, the light of Cangxuan Yunsha dissipated and became invisible behind him.

Feeling the joy in Mu Hanyan's heart, Chaos Heavenly Fire was also complacent, floating up and down in the room, looking like a ghost fire.

"It already has spirituality, you can give it a name." Ling Baobao said.

"That's right, what should it be called?" Since it has spirituality, it is similar to an alien beast, so it should have a name, Mu Hanyan pondered.

"How about calling it Fen Tian?" Mu Hanyan said excitedly, such a domineering name was worthy of the heaven-defying psychic treasure like Chaos Tianhuo.

"Is it a little too aggressive?" Ling Baobao tilted his head and said.

"Then what do you think is a better name?" Mu Hanyan asked. Such a sky-defying chaotic skyfire naturally needs a good name, and she doesn't want to be too hasty, just brainstorming ideas.

"Let me think about it, this can't be sloppy, it deserves its identity if it has a good name... How about it's called Xiaoxiaohuo, or Xiaobaihuo? Well, it actually has quite a few colors. , why don't you call it Xiao Caihuo? Xiaohua?" Ling Baobao thought for a long time and said enthusiastically.

"Pfft!" Mu Hanyan almost burst out laughing, "Is this a good name you thought?"

"Isn't it good, my mother's spirit fire is called Xiaohuo, she also has a pet called Xiaopang, and another called Xiaowanzi..." Ling Baobao said with his fingers.

"Your mother is really the supreme powerhouse of your plane?" Mu Hanyan was a little skeptical. Is it too careless for the supreme powerhouse to give his pet such a name.

In fact, she was wrong. In fact, the supreme powerhouse was very careful when he named these names.

"What did I lie to you for?" Mu Hanyan doubted her mother's strength, which made Ling Baobao very dissatisfied, and then said with a bit of frustration, "But my mother doesn't seem to have any talent in naming things."

Hmm... This can also be seen from the name of Ling Baobao.

"Okay, let's call it Fentian." Mu Hanyan made a final decision. Although it doesn't have to be so domineering, it's much stronger than Xiaoxiaohuo, Xiaobaihuo, and Xiaocaihuo.

To say that Ling Baobao's mother has no talent in naming, Ling Baobao is obviously hereditary, worse than his mother.

"Fentian, come here." Mu Hanyan beckoned, Chaos Heavenly Fire floated up and landed on its fingertips. It seemed that the little guy was quite satisfied with the name, and he couldn't help shaking it at Mu Hanyan's fingertips. Dangling around, looking like a stinky fart.

Mu Hanyan naturally became more and more happy and satisfied the more she looked at it, but unfortunately there were too few materials suitable for refining magic tools. The Temple of Flower Rain is showing off its might.

Money, money. In the end, there is still a lack of money. When he thought of money, Mu Hanyan's excitement became much less, and he began to think about how to get rich.

Unfortunately, after thinking about it for a long time, I can't think of a reason. Most of her previous wealth came from the Southern Tobacco Chamber of Commerce. However, although the Southern Tobacco Chamber of Commerce was able to become famous, in just a few years, she became the most powerful chamber of commerce in the An Yun Kingdom and even the entire Holy Court Continent. Help, if it wasn't for her, who in the continent would take a fledgling Southern Tobacco Chamber of Commerce in the eyes, and how could they have such good business? It was Mu Nan, so when it came to making a fortune from scratch, Miss Mu really didn't know where to start.