Do Not Seek Fairy Fate

Chapter 672: Evil Dragon

Trembling, cold, muddled...

Accompanied by a whirlwind, the perceived external environment suddenly changed, a group of people was enveloped by a dark streamer, and ghosts smashed into the dense forest.

"boom!"

Smoke and dust rose everywhere, surrounding trees rose from the ground, and a huge pit appeared in the middle of the forest.

"Shua!"

"Shua Shua!"

The ghosts possessed by Quanzhen Taoist monks showed their real bodies one after another, showing vigilance, surrounding Di Ku as the core, and looking around.

Moqiu is the same here.

Thirty people, headed by Wang Hu, instantly gathered into a large demon-slaying formation, connected with each other.

next moment.

Everyone was stunned for a moment, with expressions of bewilderment, ecstasy, and surprise appearing on their faces.

"This world..."

"What a strong heaven and earth vitality!"

"Heaven and earth are also very active!"

Regarding the situation in this world, Qifei Palace has already informed, but only when you really come to this Dragon Burying Heaven can you really have a specific feeling.

As far as Mo Qiu is concerned, the most real feeling is...

suppress!

Although Zanlongtian is full of vitality and active ingenuity, which is of great benefit to practitioners, the invisible suppression between heaven and earth is even greater.

In the Xuanyou Cave of the Shangqing, he can easily reveal the 100-meter dharma body.

here……

I'm afraid it can suppress 90%!

Not to mention 100 meters, 10 meters may be enough.

The two worlds are like the difference between water and rocks. The same amount of power can have a huge difference in the impact that can be leveraged.

Even the perception of divine sense is extremely limited.

But the benefits are also obvious. If you practice here, as long as your talent is not bad, you may have the hope of becoming a Taoist foundation.

"Here, is the Dragon Burial Sky?" Wang Hu shook his hands, and the wind and thunder's wings shook behind him, and then his brows frowned.

Apparently, the suppression of Jindan Grandmaster in this world was beyond his expectation.

"good!"

Di Ku nodded:

"According to legend, in ancient times, there were dragons from all directions, and above the dragons was an immortal from one of the Nine Yaos. This immortal was in charge of the water tribes in the heavens."

"Including Dragon Clan!"

"Master Mo, have you ever heard of a dish?"

"Dragon liver and phoenix gallbladder?"

Moqiu's complexion moved slightly, and said:

"I heard it a little bit."

"Hmph!" Di Ku snorted coldly, and said:

"In our eyes, dragon and phoenix are gods in the rumors, but in the eyes of those immortals, they are delicacies that can be served at any time."

"However, after all, dragons are not mortal bodies. Even if dragon tendons, livers, eyes and horns are picked, they can still survive."

"Such existences are thrown into the Dragon Burial Heaven!"

Burying the Dragon...

It turned out to be such a saying.

After all, Di Ku was also of dragon bloodline, and when he talked about the deeds of that 'Shangxian', it was inevitable that there was a deep sense of complaint in his tone.

"After countless tens of thousands of years of accumulation, the resentment of the Dragon Burying Heaven soared into the sky, and an immortal dragon was born, leading hundreds of millions of dragon descendants to rebel against the immortal family."

"In the end, there will be today."

Mo Qiu opened his mouth and asked: "What does the palace master mean, that the bizarre accident that happened in ancient times was caused by the evil dragon who buried the dragon?"

"No."

Di Ku shook his head:

"Just being involved."

"Although the immortals in the ancient times were astounding in cultivation, they also did a lot of evil, attracting sentient beings to crusade, and it is only natural that they suffered catastrophe."

Don't ask to be thoughtful.

"What is your purpose?" Wang Hu finally couldn't help but say, since there was no one around, so he didn't have to worry about being discovered.

"Come in and fight?"

"The winner is king?"

"Of course not." Di Ku shook his head:

"There are countless bloodlines of dragon descendants in Dragon Burial Heaven. I am here mainly for the top eight bloodlines among them."

"Three years later, the export will open, and whoever gets the most blood and the strongest will be respected."

"The blood essence of the dragon descendants can not only strengthen our blood, but it is also the best thing to trade with other forces."

"I will improve my cultivation and strength in this world. After I go back, my father will empower me and pass on my skills, which will be enough to deal with King Zhao's next attack."

Wang Hu frowned: "What if there are two similar?"

"Impossible." Di Ku looked at it with a half smile but not a smile:

"This situation has never happened before."

At this time, Mo Qiu didn't make a sound, but walked to a simple wooden shelf not far away, and picked up a piece of meat from it.

The meat is bright red, with a burst of heat.

"There are living creatures here, and they have certain intelligence."

Although the wooden frame in front of him is simple and can only be used for simple baking, it is not something that a foolish beast can build.

After inspecting the meat, he confirmed that it was not poisonous, Mo Qiu opened his mouth slightly, the fresh meat immediately turned into fine powder and fell into his mouth.

As soon as the magic power is turned, all of them are turned into essence.

"Um?"

Mo Qiu's face was first happy, then solemn:

"This thing can replenish essence."

This is difficult to say, but it is actually very difficult.

He is a master of golden elixir, and he has long been bigu. Even if it is an ordinary elixir, taking it is not as fast as his own practice.

Not only is it useless to take it, but it will consume energy to eliminate turbidity.

The meat in front of him couldn't be too precious.

However, it can benefit the Jingyuan of the Jindan Grandmaster, which is undoubtedly a great tonic for monks in the Dao Foundation realm.

"hiss……"

Suddenly, there was a slight sound of breaking through the air from behind.

"careful!"

"what?"

The roar followed.

Everyone in Quanzhen Dao retreated one after another, and layers of spiritual light emerged around them.

The ghosts in the Qifei palace scattered as ghost smoke, separated from the mortal body, and scattered in all directions.

"Shua!"

"Shua Shua!"

Dozens of streams of light emerged at the same time, some of them rushed towards the ghosts, and some of them shot at the monks of Quanzhen Dao, the speed was as fast as lightning.

"puff!"

"Bang bang!"

The bodies of the ghosts suddenly froze, and the bodies that were scattered like ghost smoke were pierced by a strange force, and they were dragged and fell backwards.

On the side of Quanzhen Dao, the spiritual light shattered one after another, and several bright red objects were drawn violently, sending the two of them flying several feet away.

"what?"

Amidst the roar, the master of humans and ghosts has already made a move.

Wang Hu turned into a thunderbolt and rushed towards the depths of the dense forest. The two swords of wind and thunder intertwined, sweeping across one side like an unfolded screen.

The ghost roared again and again, and grabbed several figures tightly.

Chaos, stopped in the blink of an eye.

"Peng!"

Heavy objects fall to the ground.

The surprise attack on everyone was a group of crocodile-like aliens.

There are fine and dense scales all over their bodies, they are ten meters long, and their skin color is the same as that of forest trees, so they are extremely difficult to be noticed.

Coupled with the restrained aura, hiding in the ground like a dead thing, even Mo Qiu, Uncle Bai and others failed to discover them in advance.

"Dragon crocodile, a low-level dragon descendant."

Uncle Bai checked the aliens in the arena, raised his foot and stomped the heads under his feet into muddy meat, and said:

"Dragon, sex is yin, the dragon here is even more so, and there is a Dragon Transformation Pond in the Dragon Burial Heaven, any creature that enters it can have dragon blood."

"So there are countless dragon descendants."

"The place where we appear should be their territory."

Mo Qiu also put down a dragon crocodile in his hand, and nodded slowly.

Having said that, it is shocking enough, but the most common dragon crocodile in Zanlongtian actually has the strength to threaten Daoji.

What about stronger ones?

No wonder.

Di Ku would be so resistant to entering here.

Fortunately, everyone reacted quickly enough. Although some people and ghosts were injured, most of them were fine. After a little repair, they recovered.

"Dragon Transformation is useful!"

Sudden.

Someone in Quanzhen Dao had a surprise voice and said:

"The blood of this dragon crocodile can also perform the dragon transformation technique!"

"Indeed." Di Ku nodded and said:

"However, I advise you not to do this. The stronger the dragonborn, the stronger the potential of the bloodline. Even if such things purify the bloodline, they have no potential."

As soon as the words fell, Wang Hu, who was about to rush over, couldn't help but stop and shook his head slightly.

"Having said that, there are a lot of good things." One person said:

"Flesh and blood can replenish essence and body, scales can be used to refine magic weapons for body protection, and claws, dragon horns, and tongues are all high-grade spiritual materials."

"Top grade..." Someone shook his head:

"It should be so in the outside world, but here, I'm afraid it may not be so."

"Silence!"

Suddenly, Mo Qiu raised one hand in vain, and an invisible force enveloped the audience, quietly suppressing the strong smell of blood in the arena.

There was silence.

"Crazy!"

In the sky, there were screams, and a black shadow covered the sky and covered the sun, covering a small half of the dense forest.

Everyone raised their heads slowly, their eyes shrinking involuntarily.

Dragon?

But I saw a terrifying thing with wings on its back, about tens of feet in length, spreading its wings and soaring, its scarlet dragon eyes sweeping across the dense forest below.

Dozens of feet!

In this place, if you don't ask yourself to go all out, you may not be able to show such a body shape.

The size of the body cannot represent the level of strength, but at the Dragon Burial Sky, it at least shows the strength of the dragon descendant above.

Ordinary golden pills, it is estimated that they are just dying.

And above, more than one.

There are seven of them!

The divine thoughts of the seven-headed flying dragon are connected together in a strange way, sweeping down, giving people a feeling like a mountain roaring and a tsunami.

Even if you don't ask for it, you will feel heavy pressure in your heart.

Fortunately, although Feilong's Divine Sense is vast, it lacks finesse. He didn't notice the people in the dense forest, so he swept past them after scanning twice.

But the black shadows on Feilong's back made Mo Qiu's eyes move slightly:

"what is that?"

"It's a person." Di Ku's face remained unchanged, and he said:

"There are also people in this world, and some of them possess dragon blood and are powerful. They call themselves dragon descendants, and they are servants raised by the dragon clan."

"Servant?"

"Not bad." Di Ku nodded:

"Just like the immortals used to eat dragon livers and phoenix gallbladders, the dragon buried in the Dragon Heaven also likes to eat people, and the servants are responsible for raising live people for the dragon to eat."

"Don't think that they are humans and you can deal with them. Their worship of dragons is simply unreasonable."

"Even if the dragon wants to eat them, they dare not resist."

Everyone was silent.

…………

Somewhere on the top of a mountain.

Chengtianhou, Jiang Luxian, and the ancestral maiden appeared without a sound.

"The place where the eight great dragons are located is full of dangers. We can only see if we can meet the lonely dragon. Our goal is the one-horned golden dragon."

Cheng Tianhou held a picture scroll in his hand, compared the surrounding environment, and said:

"The terrain is too different, so we can only determine the approximate direction, but if we go south, there should be a nest of one-horned golden dragons."

"I need the soul of the evil dragon of the third generation." The saintess Youyou said:

"With the soul, I will be able to prove the realm of the ghost king and cultivate the secret method. Then I may not be able to help you capture an ancient deep dragon."

"The evil dragon of the third generation is extremely rare." Jiang Luxian frowned:

"The saint is sure, we will meet?"

"Of course." Under the veil, the saint's eyes glowed with a mysterious aura, and her voice was ethereal:

"The third evil dragon is destined for me. Even if I don't look for it, it will follow its instinct and come to me."

"That's good." Cheng Tianhou nodded:

"As long as it comes, it will come and go."

…………

some body of water.

A gigantic goat-like monster stood on the surface of the water, looking disgustedly at the water dragons that were at the peak of Libi Daoji below.

"A group of loaches, looking for death!"

When the sound fell, the goat opened its mouth wide, and dozens of water dragons were swallowed up by it, swallowing them all at once.

"Boy, I came here at the order of King Zhao, not to accompany you on a tour. How can I make you the next King of Lu?"

"No hurry, no hurry."

On the back of the goat, a young man who looked like a frail scholar held a folding fan and shook his head gently:

"Let's take a look around first to see if there are any high-class dragon descendants. After I have attained the realm of ghost king, we will talk about competing with other brothers."

"If not..."

He chuckled and said:

"With my current strength, how can I fall into the eyes of my brothers?"

"Do you think so, Senior Yangjun?"

This goat, which is about 100 meters high, is one of King Zhao's right-hand men, the ghost king Yangjun!