Yuan Shi Tian

Chapter 167 The evil dragon is gone
The evil dragon crouching in southern Xinjiang is eighteen thousand years old!

This is a proverb passed down from the ancient land of southern Xinjiang.

The land of Southern Border, close to Nancai, is a deserted land shrouded in miasma and poisonous fog all year round.

The terrain is like a dragon, with the dragon's claws as mountains, the dragon's scales as pits, the dragon's horns as peaks, and the dragon's whiskers turning into black mist.

The long-lasting black fog is extremely toxic.Black and bloody rocks can be seen everywhere, piled up to form such a terrifying and forbidding bad land.

As far as the eye can see, there are pieces of rotten swamps with black blisters, which seem to be boiling.

goo—

goo—

goo—

Black blisters burst one after another, with strong malice and a little bit of filth, covering this vital and desolate land.

A majestic black tiger stepped on the black and blood-colored rocks. The tiger's body was extremely sensitive and shuttled through the poisonous mist.

This black tiger is walking with a hint of black light, and its body is like a leisurely stroll in the courtyard, as if it is freehand and leisurely, passing through the dangerous scenes one by one.

This seemingly peaceful and deep southern border is extinct all year round, and can be described as murderous at every step.When ordinary warriors break in alone, they usually never return, and as many as there are die.

But this black tiger walked with ease and naturalness, walking freely through this bad land.In addition to its extremely powerful magical power, it also has a thorough understanding of this southern borderland.

Wisps of black divine light rose from under the claws of the black tiger.

In a moment, deep in the southern border, in front of a mountain cave, the tiger's body slowly stopped.

On the door of Shanfu Cave, there is a stone plaque hanging, which reads: Wollongong.

Between the lines, the strokes of the pen and the strokes of the painting are like the clanging of dragons, echoing in the banks of Wollongong if there is no gap.

Black Tiger stared at the stone plaque and looked at it intently for a while. It was like a mountain of killing evil and a sea sweeping across it.

Black Tiger couldn't help but shake his head and said: "This old dragon... a lifetime of demonic obstacles has been impure for thousands of years. It's a pity that he has true dragon blood, and it's a pity for his destiny in this life."

Saying that, it looked at the stone gate that was gradually opening. There was a trace of pure dragon energy flying up and down, pregnant with several plants of dragon grass and phoenix lucidum, and a little bit of spiritual light came from the darkness, which was extremely eye-catching.

"Old man...old man..."

"My old friend is here, are you trying to avoid seeing me?... Are you also avoiding... not seeing me...?"

The faint sound of black tigers rises and falls in the gloomy mountains, and the endless black mist and poisonous smoke rise and fall several times amidst the roars of tigers and thunder.

chant—

chant—

After a strange silence, the clouds and mist suddenly stirred and turned into a huge whirlpool, involving the aura of disaster within a thousand miles.

It is as deep as the endless black abyss, and as strange as the endless nine secluded places.

It was a behemoth that suddenly revived. Its strong aura was like substance, stirring up the essence of heaven and earth, pressing heavily on the southern border.

"Old friend?"

A low voice, accompanied by a few dragon roars, sounded in Heihu's ears.

"I...I..."

"Why...don't you remember that you are an old friend!"

The giant creature whispered in a low voice.

Every word and every sentence was as heavy as a mountain, and the innate power of the dragon seemed to put Zhou Za's scene into a different situation.

This is the power of one word to change the world!

Black Tiger's tiger face squeezed out a few smiles, and he didn't care about the changes this week.

Just a tiger body, lying on a blood-red rock, the tiger's claws clasping the rock wall, slightly lowering its head to indicate.

Heihu sneered: "As expected of the descendant of the ancient poisonous dragon, the son of the ancient evil dragon... The talent of my old friend is less than 7, which really makes me, a mediocre person, feel ashamed!"

Having said that, this black tiger's bloodline can be traced back to the ancient beasts, and it can be said to be extremely talented.Among the Nuo Da Yao Clan, they are all of the highest caliber, and those who have proven the way of heavenly demons can be one of the true seeds of the Yao Da Yao Clan.

"Who are you?"

The voice of this son of an evil dragon trembled suddenly.

"Wuyu, Wuyu, I haven't seen you for thousands of years, and you have completely forgotten me. How embarrassing is this for my old friend!"

This black tiger face showed a touch of playfulness, and he looked at Wollongong jokingly.

"Thousands of years...thousands of years..."

Ordinary creatures don't have thousands of years of lifespan!
Except for some special races, the average living being has a pure Yang soul, which only lasts for ten thousand years.

"Are you... Xuan Shiqi?"

Wuyu suddenly spoke, and the deep roar of the dragon swept up gusts of wind.

Extremely tyrannical spiritual cultivation can even distort reality.

"No... you are not Xuan Qi. Xuan Qi's cultivation is not as weak as yours. Tell me, who is the master behind you? Most people don't know that I am... the son of an evil dragon..."

Suddenly, the wind and clouds surged in Wollongong, with streaks of thunder crisscrossing each other.The black tiger looked calm and composed, as if he didn't care at all about the anger of a young evil dragon.

Those who sin against dragons bear the sins of true dragons and bear the misfortune of heavenly dragons. It is difficult for thousands of dragon clans to find a single masterpiece of the dragon clan.It was the dragon of sin that was born from the blood of hundreds or thousands of true dragons.

The ancient poisonous dragon was conceived in the sun.It was a powerful dragon clan that was once comparable to the three-legged Golden Crow, the divine bird of the sun.Although it is called the 'Poison Dragon', it is an innate divine beast that was born by gathering the essence of the sun, and its body is burned with the true essence of the sun.

How strange and bizarre the combination of an ancient evil dragon and an ancient poisonous dragon would be!

That was a top ancient being at the level of Heavenly Demon upon birth.

Wuyu's indifferent gaze has already explained the rejection he should receive as a monster and weirdo.

A majestic and ten-thousand-year-old dragon can only huddle up in the remote and dark ancient land of southern Xinjiang. The meaning of this is really thought-provoking.

'Xuan Shiqi' sneered: "Old friends of many years, I never thought we would meet again in such a situation. We were all evil in the past, but now we are in this situation. No one could have imagined..."

The arrogance and reserve in the words and even the familiarity in the tone made Niilong Wuyu even more annoyed.

Wuyu became angry from shame and said: "Xuan Qi...you have tried so hard...won't it just be to expose my scars?"

boom--

The earth shook and the mountains shook, layers of Wollongong rock walls cracked, and countless fine particles of sand flew across.

chant—

chant—

Feeling the fierce anger of the evil dragon, the black tiger looked up to the sky and roared.

The cultivation of Yuan Shen who has survived a calamity and the powerful aura of mana can easily disrupt everything around him.

The black tiger's eyes flashed red as he watched the rocks fall off, revealing a ferocious black dragon entrenched at the bottom of Wollongong.Each of the ink-colored scales has a withered charm, and the cold dragon eyes show no trace of emotion.

This is the true body of Nielong Wuyu, the Nielong that has been sleeping underground for thousands of years, the indestructible true body that has been painstakingly polished.

The black dragon soars into the sky, its whiskers spread out, its breath turns into wind, its breath turns into rain, and the wind and rain boil, which is the symbol of a real dragon.

Xuan Shiqi gradually stopped his whistling, and said, "Finally you are willing to come out and see me."

"Old friend... I don't hesitate to meet the Emperor of Yin when I meet you. It really puts our old friendship to shame."

Nielong Wuyu said indifferently: "Your cultivation level? Isn't this your true body?"

"That's right. With your level of cultivation at the Heavenly Demon level, there is no place for you in the land of Kyushu."

Xuan Qi said calmly: "Of course...the Jiuzhou Dharma Realm is so powerful. The craftsmanship of the ancient human kings is not something that a mere celestial demon like me can compete with."

The way of the demon clan and the heavenly demons is equal to that of heaven and man!

This black tiger turned out to be an absolute powerhouse among the demon clan, a powerful person at the level of a heavenly demon.

However, even such a person with great power avoided the land of Jiuzhou like a tiger.

He had no choice but to use secret techniques and use a little spiritual sustenance to transform himself into the land of Kyushu.

"Um……"

A descendant of the ancient poisonous dragon and the son of the ancient evil dragon, the evil dragon Wuyu is undoubtedly unique in his journey of cultivation.The Heavenly Demon level may lead to becoming an ancestor outside the Nine Provinces, but within the Nine Provinces one has to hide his tail between his legs and run around in confusion.

Niilong Wuyu mocked: "So that's it..."

"The incarnation of a heavenly demon is willing to waste a lot of blood and energy just to see me, right?"

This southern border is located on the edge of Kyushu, almost at the border of Kyushu.This is the time when Kyushu's legal world is the strongest, and it is also when its legal world is at its weakest.

The sky demon incarnated and went straight to the southern border, only to see the evil dragon.This black tiger's thoughts are becoming increasingly difficult to fathom.

"Hey hey hey..."

Xuan Qiqi smiled coldly, and said: "I just feel sad when I see all the evil dragons who have been in the misery for thousands of years in the past, turned into a bird in a cage."

"Wuyu...you are the overlord of the demon clan, the top sky demon of the Dao fruit prototype series. Are you really willing to be the guardian dog of the human race, and forget your freedom of dominating one side in the past?"

"You are an evil dragon...Wu Yu...You are not a household dog, you are an evil dragon like no other."

…………

Lu Guo, Ye Ting,
Fengwu Pavilion!
Xun Shangguan sat on the throne indifferently, his cold face, in the hazy moonlight, seemed to be the color of jade, vague and dim.

A loose red robe was draped casually on his body, and he held a sword next to his hand, as if there was an immortal fire burning in the Fengwu Pavilion.

The king of Lu State had a faint golden pupil, and his breath was filled with traces of heat.

A little bit of black energy emerged from Xun Shangguan's throne and eroded Xun Shangguan's body bit by bit.

Xun Shangguan's eyes were as pure as gold, and the golden heat all over his body was boiling, burning the black energy that was coming up.

"Roar……"

Like the roar of a beast, strong evil thoughts were boiling from the moment he sat down on the throne, almost breaking through the throne and reappearing between heaven and earth.

"The power of the Overlord is truly extraordinary!"

Xun Shangguan slowly retracted his palm, and a faint trace of black passed through his palm.

"The descendants of the ancient overlord are so difficult to deal with. I don't know how heroic the overlord who competes with the human king is."

Xun Shangguan sighed quietly, unable to help but feel a little fascinated.

The higher you stand, the scenery you see will naturally be different from what you usually see.

This descendant of the ancient overlord competed with the ancient emperor Qingyang for the throne, but was suppressed by the Qingyang clan himself.

At the same time, the overlord was introduced, his body was divided into five dragons, and he was thrown into the five directions of heaven and earth.

Although it is not as good as the ancient overlord, it is suppressed by the five sacred mountains of heaven and earth.But the five princes were also asked to guard the remnants of the suppression, so that the descendant of the ancient overlord would not be able to stand up again for tens of millions of years.

"It's a pity... things are not harmonious. Now that the secret has been leaked, a tiger demon has been watching. I am afraid that the entire Lu Kingdom will also be disturbed."

The potential threat of the Overlord's successor and the accountability of Emperor Yin after the ban was broken gave Xun Shangguan a headache.

"There is no peace, that's for sure. I just don't know if my country, Lu, will be reborn from the ashes or wither and decline."

An old man suddenly stepped into Fengwu Pavilion, and his words were sonorous and powerful, echoing in Fengwu Pavilion.

"uncle……"

Xun Shang was delighted and said: "You are finally released from seclusion..."

The old man's figure was slow, but in Xun Shangguan's eyes, there was a mysterious, natural, and traceless pace in every aspect, which made Xun Shangguan both surprised and happy.

One of the three elders of the Xun family, Xun Taiyong, who had been in seclusion for three years, finally broke out.

The old man said calmly: "I have been on the verge of death for three years, but today I was lucky enough to refine Tiangang Disha... and reach the level of [transcendence and sainthood]!"

After three years of hard training, Xun Taiyong finally reached the realm of [Transcendence to Sainthood]. He became a martial arts saint and suppressed the terrifying existence of great demons and giants with one hand.

Xun Shangguan was overjoyed and said: "Old Master..."

But seeing Xun Taiyong, he turned his hand and brushed the Fengwu Pavilion of Nuo Da. The entire Fengwu Pavilion was filled with the spirit of Xun Taiyong's fist.

The spirit of the fist is as vast as the blazing sun, suppressing the boiling black energy and evil thoughts.

As Xun Taiyong walked, the tyrannical energy and blood of the Martial Saint turned into a golden Milky Way. The majestic and boundless force of the Milky Way made everyone fearful.

"Your Majesty,"

Xun Taiyong frowned and said: "As soon as I came out of the seclusion, I saw that the whole Yeting court was filled with overwhelming evil aura. Even with the noble spirit of the king, I could not suppress this evil aura."

"I need the Qi and blood of a martial saint, and the Qi of a monarch. If I have both, I can barely suppress it."

"This is not a good sign..."

Xun Taiyong was not happy about entering the realm of a martial saint at all, but he was extremely worried about the power of Ye Ting and even the entire Lu State.

Xun Shangguan said softly: "Song State, Zheng State... are also ready to make a move. They seem to want to fight again to discuss the hegemony of Yuzhou."

The Song State and the Zheng State were both great countries that were not inferior to the Lu State, and were even more powerful than the Lu State at one time.

These two major princes can be said to be the two poles of Yuzhou, and they are three points of Yuzhou's Qi with Lu State.

"The ban is unstable. If we can't afford a war, it's better not to start a war rashly."

"Once there are twists and turns in the state affairs, the ban is unstable, and that person is allowed to escape, no one will accept the accountability of Emperor Yin easily."

"Your Majesty, you might as well accommodate the two ladies more, use this as an influence, or prevent the two countries of Song and Zheng behind the two ladies from having a big war and involving us."

When the war broke out in Yuzhou, a single move affected the whole body. If Lu Guo wanted to be alone, he didn't even think about it.

How can the friction between two behemoths allow a third behemoth to watch?

"The magical power of Vajra is indestructible and has the ability to be reborn with a drop of blood. To completely wipe out such a strong man, the price and mental effort required are immeasurable. And if you want to wipe out such a big demon, it requires fate, favorable geographical location, People and harmony are indispensable!”

"It's just that the time has not come yet. You need to take care of your body and wait for the opportunity in the future."

(End of this chapter)