Ancient Fiend Dragon Emperor

After hearing this, the two men paused and sighed, but they immediately obeyed.

They rushed out, and Qing Yi headed straight for the saint's skull.

His speed exploded to the extreme, but after rushing ten meters below the cave, starting from eleven meters away, there was an indescribable and astonishing resistance that suddenly descended!

It wasn't just resistance. Qing Yi felt as if his whole body was rushing into the water. The astonishing force of oppression swept over him. He seemed to be in the middle of a storm. The bombardment of those forces of oppression made Qing Yi finally understand why. The speed of the two people before would be so slow.

He moved forward arduously, while resisting the pressure from all around. The dragon power was consumed very quickly. In just this little time, about half of it was consumed.

"Why is there such a big resistance? When I got the saint's skull before, there wasn't such a big resistance!"

Qing Yi was anxious. As he moved forward, he looked back, but saw that the God of War Sect and Chang'an Mountain Gate had also joined the battlefield. The people in Jiutian Tower continued to spurt blood, and some fell to the ground and made no sound anymore. Apparently dead.

In this short period of time, more than 50 of the more than 300 people in Jiutian Tower have been lost.

If this continues, it won't take long for them all to be killed.

A total of only a thousand people entered the Jiutian Tower. If three hundred people died at this moment, it would have a great impact on the upcoming final eruption.

"what to do?"

Qing Yi was tangled in his heart. He didn't want to give up. Although the pressure from the surroundings and the resistance from the front were too great, he could bear it. As long as he was given time, he could get the saint's skull.

But at this moment, it seems that if all three hundred people are dead, there won't be much time bought for him.

"Hold on for a moment longer, and if a hundred people die, then give up immediately!"

Qing Yi gritted his teeth, feeling a little painful in his heart.

He was moving forward at the fastest speed, and there was a constant roar from behind. One after another Jiutianlou figures were constantly being knocked away. However, in order to stop them, as long as they were not dead, they joined the battle again.

Time seemed to be extremely slow at this moment. When nearly a hundred people died in Jiutian Tower, Qing Yi finally stepped into two-quarters of the distance.

After all, he is at the pinnacle of the Dragon God Realm and has many methods, making him much stronger than the two people before him.

At this moment, feeling the shattering of the hundredth natal crystal in the storage bag, Qing Yi finally couldn't bear it any longer, turned around and shouted, "Everyone, give up blocking. Those who are not injured, all come in!"

The remaining two hundred or so people from Jiutian Tower could no longer hold on and were at the end of their strength. After hearing this, they immediately breathed a sigh of relief, avoided the battle, and rushed towards the saint's skull.

Other powers, such as the God of War Sect, the Ji Family, the Huashen Pavilion, etc., had no resistance and no longer pursued the people in the Jiutian Tower. They all rushed into the cave.

Huge resistance and pressure came from all around and from the front, and the expressions of these people changed.

Ji Mingkong took out a pair of low-grade Holy Spirit-level boots, which increased his speed a little, but only a little.

These boots could originally double the speed, but at this moment it has been greatly reduced.

Han Yiming waved his palm, and a golden cauldron appeared. There were three legs on the cauldron. On these three legs, the light of the middle-grade Holy Spirit level flashed.

At this moment, the cauldron caught him and took him, speeding up a bit, straight towards the saint's skull.

As for everyone else, they all use their own methods as fast as they can.

However, Qing Yi had the first impression and was currently at the front, heading a quarter of the distance away.

Seeing everyone rushing forward, Liu Yun became anxious again.

"Sect Master, there seems to be great resistance there. It is completely different from when we obtained the first saint skull. We have wasted a lot of time now. If we don't go in, we will have no chance at all!"

Shangguan Mingxin pulled him again, but Liu Yun didn't listen at all this time.

"Does the sect master plan to wait until they get the saint's skull before snatching it away?"

"This method is indeed good, and it saves us energy. The key is that each of these bastards has extremely strong life-saving means, just like Wang Mu before. If they want to escape, we may not be able to stop them!"

"Sect Master, according to the suggestions of my subordinates, we should go in and fight for it now. Even if we really fail to win, we will not regret it. At worst, we will just fight whoever gets it by then."

Liu Yun was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, constantly turning around in front of Su Han, causing Su Han's closed eyes to finally open.

"What are you anxious about?" Su Han asked with a smile.

"Can I not be in a hurry!"

Liu Yun rubbed his hands, "If you don't hurry, the saint's skull will be snatched away by them! Each of these guys is either the Thirteen Families or Super Sects. Even the Chang'an Mountain Sect is comparable to the Thirteen Families. If Once they get it, it will be difficult for us to snatch it!"

"The most important thing is that we worked hard to get this map bone. Why should we make wedding clothes for them? We started this!"

"Sit down first."

Su Han waved his hand and said with a smile, "Don't worry, I have my own plan."

"Then what are your plans, sect leader?" Liu Yun said.

Su Han pondered slightly, pointed to the cave in front, and said lightly, "This place is weird. It is different from the first saint skull we got before. I just checked it with special means. Not only is there strong resistance and pressure, but also There are some restrictions, even if they have actually reached the saint’s skull, they still can’t get the saint’s skull right away.”

"Restricted?"

Liu Yun's eyes lit up, and he immediately said in confusion, "The sect leader is smart, but my subordinates are a little impatient. However, my subordinates don't understand why there were no restrictions and resistance when we got the first saint skull, but there are them here?" "

"It's simple."

Su Han smiled slightly, "Because there is more than just the skull of a saint here."

"What the sect leader means..." Liu Yun's eyes widened, and everyone else took a breath, as if they thought of something.

"This saint's skeleton must not have died directly, but should have suffered extremely serious injuries, or died of old age."

Su Han explained, "So, before he died, he set up restrictions and resistance. This restriction and resistance must have been extremely strong when he set it up, but as time went by, countless years passed, and it has been destroyed by time. It has been weakened a lot. Do you think I am waiting? In fact, I am refining the runes to unlock the restriction and eliminate resistance."

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