Invincible Dragon Cultivation System

"Kaka!"

The corpses of the three corpses made strange noises, and the fiery red flames on them had disappeared, replacing the black underworld.

The dark fire on the three of them was burning strangely, and within a short ten seconds, their bodies completely disappeared.

A smile appeared on Wang Xian's face, and Mingku became the size of a normal human head.

With a move of his arm, the entire ghost skull levitated over his shoulder.

The position of the pupils exudes a black dark fire, and the dark skull turned around, staring at the crow on the branch.

Corpse Crow: Level 7

"Seventh-level corpse crows are densely packed with at least thousands of corpse crows. The strength of the remains is really powerful, and it is indeed a magical way that has been dormant for fifty years!"

Wang Xian swept past the corpse crows with a little surprise, and walked slowly toward the front.

"quack!"

Just as he entered the field in front of him, the blood-red eyes of the corpses stared at him, and the sharp mouth directly attacked him.

"Buzz!"

The ghost skull in front of Wang Xian seemed very excited. The ghost fire came from the bones of the corpse. This kind of corpse crow contained the energy of the ghost fire far more than ordinary people.

"Crack!"

With a move in Wang Xian's heart, the ghost skull above his shoulders instantly greeted him, his entire mouth directly enlarged, swallowing four or five corpse crows in one bite, and a drop of impurities leaked from the ghost skull's chin.

"No matter how many dead crows, they are nothing more than the nourishment of the ghost!"

A smile appeared on Wang Xian's face. Behind him, a group of twenty-seven dragons from Moyuan also walked in.

"Quack!"

As you walked inward, more and more corpse crows flew over, and they let out a sharp scream, attacking them all over the world.

With a wave of Wang Xian's arm, a gust of fire dragon air entered the top of the ghost skull.

"Om, Ka Ka Ka!"

Minggu's head surged instantly, increasing to more than one meter in size.

The horrible mouth and huge eyes flickering under the fire, opened his mouth to bite each corpse crow.

Every corpse crow enters the ghost skull's mouth and becomes a rich ghost fire, and the corpse crow becomes the nourishment of the ghost skull.

"The more Hellfire in the Nether Skull, the larger the volume that can be increased. The Netherfire goddess killed several people with the Nether Skull before the battle, and she absorbed their bones to give birth to Hellfire!"

Wang Xian looked at the huge skull above his head with a smile on his face.

As a twelfth-level spiritual weapon, the ghost skeleton does not need to be controlled by him when it consumes these corpses, and the instinctive ghost skeleton will attack.

"Quack!"

After walking about a kilometer inward, a group of at least a thousand corpse crows suddenly appeared in front of him.

In the center, there is a two-meter-sized corpse crow, its wings spread out, and its black bones are exposed outside.

There was a piece of flesh and blood hanging down below the head, exuding the breath of death.

"It looks like it's almost inside the remains!"

Wang Xian looked forward, and small villages appeared in his sight.

There is a river and stone houses in front of the village.

The central location is a huge building, like a place of worship.

At night, in front of every stone house and building, there are two braziers.

A wild fire was burning on the brazier.

In front of some stone houses, there was a figure standing, their bodies were stiff and there was no expression on their faces.

"Someone broke in!"

"Who dares to enter the realm of our remains!"

"Jie Jie, no matter who he is, he is not weak enough to be able to walk here to make a remains!"

A sharp voice came, and a figure rushed towards this side from all directions.

"Wow!"

At this time, from the position above, a sound of wings stirred up.

Wang Xian raised his head and looked into the sky.

From a huge tree, a terrifying existence with a human head and a corpse crow flew over.

The human head is the image of a young man, looking very handsome, but at this time his eyes are blood-red, connecting with the body of the corpse crow.

On top of this corpse crow, sits a young girl who looks like seventeen or eighteen years old.

She was wearing red clothes, with a large body exposed outside.

The red and blue light in Wang Xian's eyes flashed, and he found that it was a rickety old man with an extremely cold face.

His gaze swept across a dozen other figures, mostly handsome men and beautiful women.

Beside them, followed by the remains of one or even two.

The gloomy and bloody breath radiated from their bodies, a total of five people, plus the remains, reached thirteen.

When they saw Wang Xian and the crowd, they raised their brows slightly and stood in a row.

In the sky, the old man standing on top of the human-headed corpse crow stood sorrowfully, staring at the people below with a frosty face.

"What are you? You dare to kill the corpse crow of our bones, and dare to break into the land of our bones!"

The old man standing on the corpse crow saw the huge skull on Wang Xian's head and said solemnly.

"Longmen Dragon King!"

Wang Xian's eyes swept over all of them, and a trace of killing intent flashed in his eyes.

"Longmen Dragon King?"

The crowd was slightly startled, with solemn expressions on their faces.

As the guards of the Remains Land, they learned about the current affairs of the rivers and lakes when they were on duty.

Dragon Gate Dragon King, now the second-most peerless powerhouse in the arena!

"What? The Dragon King is going to unite with our remains. What about the three disciples of our remains?"

The old man standing on top of the corpse crow just saw the post on the rivers and lakes. He narrowed his eyes slightly, glanced at the ghost skull above Wang Xian's head, and asked with blinking eyes.

"joint?"

Wang Xian was taken aback for a moment, followed by a smile on his face: "Your mortal disciple, I will let you see him!"

With a wave of Wang Xian's arm, Ming Skull's eyes shot out a dark fire, directly attacking the old man on the corpse crow.

"It's the enemy, the enemy attack!"

The rickety old man saw Wang Xian's instant attack, his face changed, and he shouted loudly.

"Kill, today I will destroy your remains!"

Wang Xian yelled coldly, and the crowd behind Moyuan instantly moved.

The rickety old man saw the dark fire hit instantly, and felt the power in it, his face changed drastically.

As soon as he moved his arm, the human head and crow bones under him directly helped him resist.

"quack!"

The corpse crow let out a scream, and fell directly towards the ground.

"what?"

The face of the rickety old man changed slightly, and he immediately took out a bone dagger in his hand: "Withdraw, the dragon gate invades, the dragon king invades, call the bone master!"

A sharp sound from the rickety old man's mouth spread across the entire corpse in an instant!

"Go!"

The other five skeletal powerhouses saw the power burst out from the people in Demon Abyss, with a trace of horror on their faces, and they quickly retreated toward the back.

"Did you escape? Today, I, Wang Xian, can be regarded as walking the way for the sky!"

With a wave of Wang Xian's arm, the strong fire dragon aura entered the ghost skull.

The entire ghost skull increased sharply again, directly reaching more than two meters in size, and swallowed towards the remains of a famous person at a terrifying speed.

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