At this time, Ao Qing's soul flew out and opened his mouth, and several pieces of dragon essence flew into Ao Qing's mouth.
Ao Qing chewed it for a few times, with a look of aftertaste on his face.
After the other fragments of the dragon spirit flashed somewhere in Ao Qing's sea of consciousness, the dragon spirit became a little listless, with fear in its eyes, and it dared not stay in Ao Qing's sea of consciousness.
But it was too late.
The white-robed old man in Ao Qing's sea of consciousness grabbed the air with one hand, and the dragon spirit fell into his hand. The white-robed old man clenched his hand.
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