Do Not Seek Fairy Fate

Trembling, cold, muddled...

As the sky revolves around the earth, the external environment suddenly changes in perception, the dark streamer envelops a group of people, and ghosts smash into the dense forest.

"boom!"

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

"Huh!"

"Swish!"

The ghosts on the monks possessing Quanzhen Dao showed their true bodies one after another, with vigilant faces, surrounded by the emperor's core, and looked around.

Do not ask for the same here.

Thirty people, headed by Wang Hu, instantly merged into a large array of punishable demons, connecting each other with aura.

next moment.

Everyone was taken aback for a moment, and there was confusion, ecstasy, and surprise on their faces.

"This world..."

"So strong heaven and earth vitality!"

"Heaven and Earth are also very active!"

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

As far as Moqiu is concerned, the most real feeling is...

suppress!

Although the Dragon Burying Heaven is strong and energetic, it is of great benefit to practitioners, but the invisible suppression between the heaven and the earth is even greater.

In Xuanyou Cave of Shangqing, he could easily reveal the 100-meter Dharmakaya.

here…

I'm afraid it can suppress 90%!

Don't say one hundred meters, ten meters are too choking.

The difference between the two worlds is like the difference between water and stone, and the same power can have a different influence.

Even the perception of divine consciousness is extremely limited.

However, the benefits are also obvious. If you practice here, as long as your talent is not bad, there is hope for Daojiao.

"Here, is the Dragon Burying Heaven?" Wang Hu shook his hands, the wind and thunder's wings shook behind his back, and then his brows frowned.

Obviously, this world's suppression of Grand Master Jin Dan was beyond his expectation.

"good!"

Emperor Xu nodded:

"According to legend, in the ancient times, there was a Sifang Dragon Clan, and above the Dragon Clan was one of the Nine Yaos, a certain celestial being who was in charge of the heavens and water races."

"Including Dragons!"

"Have you ever heard of a dish?"

"Dragon, liver and guts?"

Do not ask for a slight movement on his face, and said:

"Slightly heard."

"Huh!" Di Xu coldly hummed, and said:

"In my eyes, Longfeng is a legendary fetish in the rumor, but in the eyes of those immortals, it is a delicacy that can be served at any time."

"However, the dragon is not a mortal body after all, even if the dragon's tendons are picked, the dragon liver is taken, and the dragon's eye and dragon horns are taken off, it can still survive."

"These existences are all thrown into the Dragon Burying Heaven!"

Burial the dragon...

It turned out to be such a statement.

After all, Emperor Ku was also of the dragon bloodline, and when he talked about the deeds of that ‘Shangxian’, his tone was unavoidable with deep complaints.

"After tens of thousands of years of accumulation, the Dragon Burying Heaven's resentment rushed into the sky, giving birth to the immortal slaughter dragon, and the hundreds of millions of dragon descendants against the immortal family."

"In the end, Fang has today."

Mo Qiu asked: "The palace lord meant that the bizarre change that occurred in the ancient times was caused by the Nielong who buried the dragon sky?"

"Do not."

Emperor Ku shook his head:

"It's just participation."

"The ancient group of immortals, although their cultivation bases are earth-shaking, but they are also evil, attracting sentient beings to crusade, and it is only natural that they have suffered catastrophe."

Don't ask for thought.

"What is your purpose?" There was no one around, and Wang Hu finally couldn't help but speak:

"Come in and fight?"

"The winner is king?"

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

"There are countless dragonborn bloodlines in the Dragon Burial Heaven. I am waiting here mainly for the top eight bloodlines."

"Three years later, the exit will be opened, and we will respect which one has more blood and strong blood."

"The essence and blood of the Dragonborn can not only strengthen our bloodline, but also trade with other forces. It is also the most superior thing."

"I am waiting to increase my cultivation strength in this realm, and when I go back, my father will be empowered and pass the gong again. This is enough to deal with the subsequent invasion of King Zhao."

Wang Hu frowned: "If there are two similar, what should I do?"

"Impossible." Di Yu looked at it with a smile but a smile:

"This situation has never happened before."

Moqiu didn't make a sound at this time, but walked to a wooden rack not far away, and picked up a piece of meat from it.

The meat is bright red and hot.

"There are living things here, and there is a certain amount of wisdom."

Although the wooden stand in front of it is simple and can only be used for simple baking, it is not something that a wise beast can set up.

After examining the meat, it was confirmed that it was not poisonous, and he opened his mouth slightly, and the fresh meat immediately turned into a fine powder and sank into his mouth.

Once the mana is turned, all it is turned into essence.

"Um?"

Mo Qiu was overjoyed on his face, then his face was solemn:

"This thing can replenish essence."

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

He is a golden core master, he has already bigu, even if it is an ordinary elixir, it is not as fast as his own practice for him to take it.

Not only is it useless to take it, but it will waste energy to get rid of the staleness.

The meat in front of you cannot be too precious.

But it can nourish the essence of the Golden Core Grandmaster, which is undoubtedly a great tonic for the monks in the Daoji realm.

"hiss…"

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

"careful!"

"what?"

The roar sounded immediately.

The people of Quanzhen Dao stepped back one after another, and layers of spiritual light appeared around them.

The ghosts of Qifei Palace scattered into ghost smoke, separated from the mortal womb of the flesh, and scattered around.

"Huh!"

"Swish!"

Dozens of streamers emerged at the same time, some of them rushed towards the ghosts, and some of them shot at the monks of Quanzhen Dao, at a speed as fast as an electric flash.

"puff!"

"Boom!"

A few ghosts suddenly stiffened, and the body that was scattered into ghost smoke was also penetrated by a strange force, dragging and falling backward.

On Quanzhen Dao's side, the aura shattered one after another, and a few bright red objects were drawn fiercely, and the two of them were directly taken away.

"what?"

In the roar, the masters of people and ghosts have already taken action.

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

The ghosts also roared again and again, and seized several silhouettes.

Confusion, stopped in the blink of an eye.

"Peng!"

The heavy object falls to the ground.

The surprise attackers were a group of crocodile-like aliens.

They are covered with fine scale armor, ten meters in length, and the skin color is the same as that of the forest, so they are extremely difficult to be noticed.

Coupled with the introverted breath, hidden in the ground like a dead thing, even Mo Qiu and Uncle Bai could not find them in advance.

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

Uncle Bai checked the aliens in the field, raised his foot and trampled the head under his feet into mud, and said:

"Dragon, yin, the dragon here is even more so, and there is a dragon pond in the dragon burial heaven, and any creature can have dragon blood inside."

"So all kinds of dragonborn are countless."

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

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

That being said, it was amazing enough, but the most common dragon crocodile in Longbuying Sky had the power to threaten Daoji.

What about stronger ones?

No wonder.

Emperor Yu would enter here with such resistance.

Fortunately, everyone reacted quickly enough. Although some people and ghosts were injured, they were generally harmless. After a little trimming, they recovered.

"The Dragon Transformation Technique is useful!"

Sudden.

Someone in the Quanzhen Taoist tape was surprised and said:

"The blood of this dragon crocodile can also perform the Dragon Transformation Technique!"

"Indeed." Di Xu nodded and said:

"But I advise you not to do this. The stronger the dragonborn, the stronger the bloodline potential. Even if the bloodline is purified, these things have no potential."

As soon as the words fell, Wang Hu, who was about to rush over, could not help but shook his head slightly.

"That said, there are many good things." One person said:

"The flesh and blood can greatly replenish the essence and the flesh, and the scale armor can refine the body protection magic weapon. The claws, dragon horns, and tongue are all high-grade spiritual materials."

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

"It should be the case in the outside world, here, I am afraid it may not be possible."

"Mute!"

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

There was silence in the court.

"Huh!"

The sky screamed loudly, and there was a black shadow covering the sky and the sun, covering a small half of the dense forest.

Everyone slowly raised their heads, their eyes narrowed involuntarily.

Flying dragon?

But seeing a terrifying thing about tens of feet long with wings on its back spreading its wings soaring, the scarlet dragon's eyes swept across the dense forest below.

Dozens of feet!

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

The size of the body can't represent the level of strength, but in the Dragon Burying Heaven, at least it shows the strength of the dragon descendant above.

Ordinary Jindan, it is estimated that it is only to die.

And above, there is more than one.

There are seven!

The spirits of the seven-headed flying dragon are connected in a weird way, sweeping down, giving people the feeling of a mountain whistling and a tsunami.

Even if I don't ask for anything, I feel heavy pressure.

Fortunately, although the Feilong Spiritual Mind was vast, it lacked precision and did not notice the people in the dense forest. After scanning it twice, it swept over.

On the contrary, the black shadows on the back of the dragon made Moqiu's eyes move slightly:

"what is that?"

"It's a human being." Diju's expression remained unchanged, and said:

"There are also people in this world. Some are even more powerful with dragon blood. They claim to be dragon descendants and are servants of the dragon clan."

"Servant?"

"Not bad." Di Xu nodded:

"Just like when the immortal took dragon liver and phoenix gallbladder, the dragon who buried the dragon sky also likes to eat people, and the servants are responsible for feeding the living people in captivity to the dragon."

"Don't think that they are human races, just think they can deal with each other. 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 the mountain.

Cheng Tianhou, Jiang Lianxian, and the saint of the ancestral court appeared silently.

"The eight dragon descendants are very dangerous. We can only see if luck can run into the single dragon. Our goal is the one-horned golden dragon."

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

"The terrain is too different, and you can only determine the approximate direction, but if you go to the south, there should be a nest of unicorn golden dragons."

"I need the soul of the three generations of evil dragons." The saint yoyo said:

"With the soul, I can achieve the realm of the ghost king and cultivate the secret method. At that time, I may not be able to help you capture an ancient abyssal dragon."

"The third generation of evil dragons is extremely rare." Jiang Lianxian frowned:

"The saint is sure, we will meet?"

"Of course." Under the veil, the saint had a mysterious and enlightened voice, and her voice was misty:

"The three generations of Nielong have a predestined relationship with 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, there must be no return."

...

Somewhere in the water.

A behemoth that looked like a goat stood on the surface of the water, looking at the water dragons below the peak of Libi Daoji with disgust.

"A group of loach, looking for death!"

The sound falls, UU reading www. The uukanshu.com goat took a big mouth, and dozens of water dragons were picked up by it and swallowed into its abdomen.

"Boy, I came here by the order of King Zhao. I am not traveling with you. How can I make you the next King Lu?"

"No hurry, no hurry."

On the goat’s back, a young man with a frail character holding a folding fan, gently shook his head:

"Let's walk around first to see if there is any superior dragonborn, wait for me to reach the realm of the ghost king, and then talk about fighting with other brothers."

"If not..."

He chuckled and said:

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

"Don't you say, Senior Yang Jun?"

This goat, about a hundred meters high, is one of Zhao Wang's right-hand man, the King of Ghosts, Yang Jun!