Mo Jiao looked at Xingyan's eyes as he looked at him, and his whole body shivered and his steps were uncontrollably taken back a few steps. A sense of psychological oppression made him almost breathless, and an incredible look appeared in his eyes.

"Who are you? How could this happen?" Mo Jiao was finally a little scared. Looking at the boy in front of him, the oppression that had not appeared in his heart for a long time emerged again.

Xingyan slowly stood up, black magic power penetrated his body, and a triangle-like dragon pattern appeared on his upper body. The black magic power was like a flame, constantly surging around his body.

"How is this breath, how is it possible? This is impossible. How can you have the magic power of your master?" Mo Jiao looked at Xingyan and said in fear. Although this breath was very weak, he still recognized it at a glance. After all, he had been following Gao for the longest time, so he would not admit his mistakes about this magic power.

Xing Yan looked at the trembling Mo Jiao, and his left hand gradually turned into sharp claws under the condensation of his magic power, looking like a dragon claw.

"How did you gain the power of your master? Where did your master be?" Mo Jiao finally defeated the fear deep in his heart. A black light flashed in his hand, and a black sword appeared in his hand, and a thick black mist began to roll.

"You don't need to know this." Xing Yan said lightly, and the next moment he suddenly rushed out and quickly waved his sharp claws to Mo Jiao's chest.

Mo Jiao looked at Xingyan rushing towards him, and the black sword in his hand immediately emitted a dazzling light, slashing a sword towards Xingyan's arm.

"The Evil Dragon's Claw!" Xing Yan rushed directly to Mo Jiao like a dragon, holding the black sword in his hand. Taking advantage of Mo Jiao's surprise, he kicked Mo Jiao's chest and snatched the black sword over.

"So fast speed, it is worthy of being the master's magic, but you can only stop here." Mo Jiao waved his right hand lightly, and a black stick appeared in his hand and walked towards Xingyan.

Xingyan held the black sword in his hand, and although he was worried about the backlash, when he injected his magic power into the black sword, he seemed to feel that the black sword was like a part of his body, and there was no backlash he imagined.

Under the magic of Xingyan, the original black sword gradually faded away and emitted a faint white light. The whole sword body looked like a bone. With the magic of washing, the sword immediately came out and floated in front of him. Just as he was about to walk towards the Mo Jiao with the black sword, a white light floated out from the sword body, slowly turned into a girl in front of Xingyan, and gently stretched his body, as if he was like a child who had just woken up.

When Mo Jiao saw the child who suddenly appeared, he suddenly stopped, and said with a little surprise and a little joy: "Xiaoling, you are finally awake."

Xiaoling rubbed her hazy eyes, looked at Mo Jiao, showed a hint of disgust, and said tiredly: "Little Snake, why are you coming out? Do you want to betray your master?"

"Master probably already..., now you shouldn't feel the master's breath." Mo Jiao said angrily.

Xiaoling said extremely seriously: "Little Snake, don't talk nonsense. The master has an immortal body. Even if the body is destroyed, he can condense a new body again."

"But how could the master's magic be in this guy's body?" Mo Jiao pointed at Xingyan with anger.

Xiaoling turned her head to look at Xingyan, with a hint of confusion in her eyes, and asked seriously: "How come you have the magic of your master?"

Xingyan's words were a moment ago. Although he knew what was going on, he didn't know how to explain. When he was trying hard to think about how to explain, a thought suddenly appeared in his mind and subconsciously said: "I obtained this power by chance, but I just couldn't use it flexibly."

"This is impossible, how could the master die? This is impossible." Mo Jiao immediately defended.

"Who told your master that he was dead? I just said that I had obtained this power by chance, but I didn't say that he was dead. What if this was just a part of the power left by his whim?" Xing Yan said with a smile.

"Anyway, since you can use the master's magic, it proves that you have already received the master's approval, so you are my master for the time being." Xiaoling immediately fell in front of Xingyan, knelt on the ground, and said with a serious look on her face.

When Mo Jiao saw that Xiaoling had accepted her master so easily, he couldn't help but feel anxious and immediately shouted to Xiaoling: "Xiaoling, are you crazy? He is not the master at all."

"I don't care whether what he said is true or not. As long as he has the magic of his master, he is our master. If you are obsessed with it, I don't mind erasing you completely. You should know the authenticity of my words." Xiaoling said expressionlessly.

"Since that's the case, we don't have to discuss it anymore. Now I'll go find our real master." Mo Jiao seemed a little afraid of Xiaoling, and threw the black stick in his hand to Xiaoling, turned around and walked towards the ice jade forest.

Xiaoling held the black stick in her right hand tightly. When she injected magic into the black stick, the originally pitch-black stick gradually turned white, and the smooth stick actually looked like a vertebral body.

"This is the Dragon Ridge Stick and the Dragon Sword in front of you. It was made by the master once used his own bones." Xiaoling said seriously.

Xiaoling held the Dragon Ridge Stick in her left hand, and took the Dragon Ridge Sword from Xingyan's hand with her right hand, and slowly approached the two weapons. Just as she touched the two weapons together, a dazzling white light suddenly emitted, and then the two weapons slowly merged together. When the white light disappeared, Xingyan saw that the Dragon Ridge Stick actually swallowed the Dragon Ridge Sword, leaving only half of the sword body, which looked like a spear, but the spear head still looked like a dragon Ridge Sword, but at this moment the Dragon Ridge Sword became a bit like white jade, like a work of art.

"In the future, you will be the owner of this Dragon Ridge Snooker. I hope you will not bury the sharpness of this sword and gun." Xiaoling said as she handed the spear in her hand to Xingyan.

Xingyan held the Dragon Ridge Snake Gun and suddenly felt his whole body soft. The magic power in his body disappeared again. Only then did he realize that the black ball that had been providing him with magic power had stopped at some point. In addition, he had maintained the ability of the dragon transformation during this period, so this led to his depletion of magic power.

"So that's it. It seems that you really cannot use your master's magic. However, being able to be recognized and used by your master's power means that your master agrees with you." Xiaoling said lightly, then turned into a white light and entered the Dragon Ridge Gun.
Chapter completed!