Do Not Seek Fairy Fate

"happy!"

The huge goat shrank and turned into an old man with a three-inch beard. He licked his tongue and showed a cheerful and comfortable face:

"Here is full of vitality, spirits are active, and the dragon descendants are even more tonic."

"If I can stay here for a hundred years and eat the dragon from time to time to nourish the flesh and soul, I am afraid that I can advance to the second stage of the ghost king."

"Congratulations to the seniors for further progress in cultivation." A young man stood not far away, arching his hands far away:

"But this world is not safe. If it attracts the attention of the eight dragons, I am afraid that even if I want to escape, I may not have a chance."

"I understand." Yang Jun looked back and glanced at the young man:

"Boy, when will you break through?"

"The length is two to three months, and the short is more than ten days." The young man smiled indifferently:

"Senior don't worry, I have already cast the body of the ghost king, I only need to accumulate enough to be promoted, but sooner or later."

"In fact!"

"If it weren't for fear that attracted the attention of my elder brothers, as early as in the underworld, the younger generation would have the opportunity to attain the realm of the ghost king."

"That's good." Yang Jun nodded:

"For the time being, let's change the place. The dragonborn nearby was a little restless during this time, I am afraid that we have been aware of our existence."

"It's about to be so." The young man laughed:

"I just entered the realm now, and your brothers are still collecting blood in secret, if you let the top dragonborn know that there are outsiders in this realm..."

"Want to come, it must be very interesting!"

"Killing someone with a knife?" Yang Jun raised his eyebrows:

"Boy, are you not afraid that the knife will fall on yourself?"

"Isn't there still seniors." The young man looked sideways:

"Rather than looking for us one by one, it is better to let the dragonborn of this world take the shot. With fewer competitors, I am more hopeful of inheriting the throne of King Lu."

"Hmm..." Yang Jun lowered his head, looking at the young man thoughtfully:

"Meng Tian, ​​it's no wonder that the lord will fancy you, and even agreed to the marriage between the princess and you. I hope this time it will be as you wished."

"go!"

With a low drink in the mouth, there was a steep wind in the field, and he went straight to a dragon cave in the distance.

...

"puff!"

A pitch-black short blade appeared in the middle of a pair of dragon eyes.

The hard dragon scales, like nothing in front of the short-blade edge, were easily broken open, and there was a gust of yin to cold air that went straight into the dragon soul.

With just one blow, the vitality in the dragon eye disappeared.

"Papa..."

The bull demon Zhang Ji lightly flicked his palms and walked from a short distance:

"However, after being in a mere few months, Brother Bai's cultivation base has been greatly improved. It seems that he is only one step away from the middle stage of the Ghost King."

"It's not as good as Brother Zhang." Uncle Bai shook his head and retracted the short blade:

"My bloodline rank is not high, although it is easy to advance, but my strength is limited, I can only do something secretive and unseen."

"Uncle Bai is overly modest." Di Xu said:

"There are a few people in the world who can escape the Shadowless Blade of Uncle Bai, and there are still a few people like Mo Daozhu, after all."

"Hey!"

Uncle Bai sighed lightly, there was no interface.

It was a big blow to Mo Qiu at the beginning. After all, the opponent was only Jin Dan, but he was a ghost king.

Even if it's not good at fighting close, it shouldn't be the case.

but…

It's different now!

He shook his hands, slaughtered the dragon descendants and seized the blood after this period of time, his cultivation base and strength had already advanced by leaps and bounds.

More than him!

Di Yu, who was originally stuck at the limit of the ghost general, is about to advance to the ghost king.

Wang Hu, the disciple of Moqiu, had also completed the golden core, and even swallowed the blood of a thunder dragon, and the power of wind and thunder was extremely impressive.

have to say.

Without attracting the attention of the top dragonborn, the Dragon Burial Heaven is a huge treasure, with endless benefits waiting to be discovered.

...

Fengyuan.

This is the junction of Xiangliu and Qinglong forces.

The Azure Dragon is a wood, with a natural ability to control the vitality of all things, but is biased towards cruelty, and likes to plunder the vitality of other races for its own use.

"boom!"

The hurricane and Shenmu collided in the air.

A wave of terrifying spirits swept back and forth in Fengyuan.

The earth was ploughed, and the soil tore and rolled, and a large block of land burst into the sky, and then burst into the air.

The land of a thousand miles is a battlefield.

The hurricane raged for thousands of miles, and the sound of the wind was like a scream and ghost, and it was deafening.

"Liu Tian, ​​you trespass into the territory of our clan and slaughter the blood of the dragon descendants. Today I want you to pay for it, knowing that the Qinglong line is not easy to bully!"

"fart!"

"Obviously you sneaked into our place. In the past few months, there have been several dragon descendants seriously injured or disappeared."

"Dare you say you didn't do it?"

"of course not!"

"nonsense!"

"kill!"

"Rumble..."

The roar continued for days.

Until a certain day.

A hundred-foot-long blue dragon crossed the knees in the air, and the dragon's eyes were full of divine light.

"Young Patriarch!"

A stream of light flew across the sky, revealing a human dragon envoy:

"There is a letter from the Sun Palace that someone from outside has sneaked into the Dragon Burying Heaven and killed the dragon descendants secretly. I am afraid that there is a misunderstanding between our clan and Xiangliu."

"Ok?"

"what!"

In the distance, the hurricane suddenly stagnated.

Obviously, Xiang Liu Yimai also got the news, and the two sides froze on the spot, and finally released a few ruthless words, retreating to each other's back.

The contradiction between Xiangliu and Qinglong lasted for millions of years, and it was impossible to give up easily.

However, these contradictions are difficult to resolve in a short period of time, so they might as well put them aside for the time being. It is extremely rare for people from outside.

If you can find a way to the outside world...

It must be a great achievement!

Firstly,

It is to find people from outside.

"Let's pass the order down, find out which dragon descendants in our clan have disappeared or been killed recently, and submit them as soon as possible after sorting them out."

"Yes!"

With an order, many dragon descendants and imperial dragon envoys scattered in all directions, like a huge open net, fishing for possible fish.

...

Youyuan.

Mo Qiu didn't know how far he had fallen, and where he was.

But the instinct of the body and the soul told him that this is the most suitable place for breakthrough.

The dense haze wafted around as if it had substance, like a thick haze, completely obscuring people's sight and perception.

Even for him, it is difficult to distinguish between the inside and outside of the situation.

In the dark, cold, and dead world, a group of dim and deep halo flashed from time to time, and Moqiu was in the middle of the halo.

He sat cross-legged, his eyes closed, his breath dropped to freezing point.

Youyuan is not safe.

The resentment is intertwined, and the dragon soul is raging. Whenever the breath of living creatures appears, they will be torn apart and swallowed up.

Fortunately, Moqiu is not unprepared.

On his body, there is a Ming Wang Jia with a top-notch defensive power. This armor not only has amazing defensive power, but also locks all breath.

The breath does not leak out, and naturally no foreign objects can be attracted.

Three thousand runes surround the Ming King A, and each rune is like a heavenly soldier, three thousand heavenly soldiers guarding the body, forming a second layer of defense.

Heavenly Soldier Body Tempering Jue!

As the Taoist gown for the inheritance of Quanzhen Tao given by Taiyizong, Moqiu naturally draped it on his body, and the spells on it were also revealed within a short distance from Tianhe.

The illusory river covers more than ten feet.

It seems not big, but every inch of it is stretched to the limit, even if the real Yuan Ying comes here, it is difficult to get close instantly.

Beyond the long river, there is a halo of dark and fluctuating waves.

The halo, from the map of hell.

The map of **** reveals the eighteen layers of hell, like eighteen layers of invisible and intangible shells, which firmly wrap Moqiu on the outside.

Many defenses did not lock his perception of the outside world.

Quite the opposite.

The many methods, on the contrary, are like layers of amplifiers, allowing Mo Qiu to know everything around him and keep everything under control.

"call…"

"Suck!"

The chest and abdomen were slightly ups and downs, and his mind slowly fell silent.

Pubic area,

The Yuan Ti, who was also sitting cross-legged, suddenly opened his eyes, a faintly cold halo appeared in his eyes and shone out.

"Crack!"

Jin Dan, there was a crack.

The golden core is broken, and it is almost impossible to think about Consummation.

In other words.

Advanced Yuanying, if you fail, you will lose all your previous achievements!

In this life, there is no further possibility of advancement.

The existence of the golden pill provides sufficient essence for the birth of the primordial fetus, and secondly, it can prevent the weak primordial fetus from being affected by the exclusion.

But when the Yuan fetus grows up, it becomes a bondage.

Only by breaking the shackles can the Yuanbao be truly transformed into Yuanying.

The higher the cultivation base, the stronger the strength, the more sufficient the accumulation, the stronger the Jindan shell, the greater the **** to the Yuan Tire, and the harder it is to break.

Of course,

This is not difficult for Mo Qiu.

"Crack..."

There were more and more cracks, and the originally perfect golden core gradually spread across the cracks, and a pure breath began to emerge from it.

At a certain moment.

"Peng!"

Jin Dan shattered.

A faint light spread suddenly.

In the middle of the gloomy light, Moqiu, who had shrunk more than ten times, sat cross-legged, his body was rising and falling, and his body was rapidly growing bigger under the lotus platform cross-legged.

Three inches, one foot, three feet...

Up to the size of one person.

at this time.

The body that once provided nutrients to the Yuan fetus has once again become a hindrance to the formation of Yuan Ying, and tremendous pressure is coming from all directions.

Yuan Ying opened his eyes and squeezed the Yin Jue with his ten fingers.

"break!"

"boom…"

The physical body's hundred orifices suddenly opened, and the terrifying essence whistled out, gathering in the body.

A phantom shadow also appeared quietly.

Yuan Ying Dharma!

The newborn Nascent Soul was illusory and ethereal, not condensed, and the invisible avenue between heaven and earth reacted spontaneously, and several heavenly punishments had already been cast down.

at the same time.

The dense Yin Qi surrounding hundreds of miles, as if being inspired, converged towards the Yuan Ying.

Suddenly.

The world has changed color.

Yuan Ying...

forming!

...

Somewhere in the mountains.

The saint sits in the formation.

She has gone through three reincarnations, and the soul remains.

Now, through the blessing of the formation, this three-generation mystic wave spreads at a speed that is indistinguishable and silent.

Other people, ghosts, and dragons cannot perceive anything.

But there is a kind of existence that is extremely sensitive to it.

Three generations of evil dragons!

"hold head high!"

In the void, a melodious, high-pitched, and excited roar came suddenly.

"Three generations of evil dragons!"

Cheng Tianhou moved his eyes:

"It's really here. UU reading www.uukanshu.com"

"The three generations of evil dragons were born with a sense of heaven and earth, and there are almost no similar ones, but the dragon nature is yin, and the instinct to reproduce offspring is rooted in the blood primordial spirit." Jiang Lianxian said slowly:

"This third-life evil dragon has been holding back for tens of thousands of years. Now that he notices the appearance of a'kind', he will definitely be anxious to come."

"Similar?" Cheng Tianhou touched his chin, his face turned weird:

"So, this male dragon intends to find a saint to join together and continue offspring?"

"It's not a male dragon." The mysterious man from the Ancestral Temple said coldly:

"The three generations of Nielong has no male and female, male and female, it can change male and female, adapt on its own, there is no difference between male and female to it."

"but…"

"The practice of the saint is not to be defiled, so you still need to work together later to help the saint take down the evil dragon."

"Of course!"

The ghosts nodded, then sank their hearts, concealed their breath, and stared into the distance.

Not long.

An illusory dragon-shaped thing approached quietly.

"coming!"

The ghosts tightened their bodies.

The Three Generations of Nielong is extraordinary, and the strength is comparable to the middle-level ghost king, even if all the ghosts work together, they may not be sure to take it down.

Visible to the naked eye, Nielong was approaching quickly.

suddenly.

Nielong's figure suddenly stagnated, and the dragon's head shook slightly. He looked back and looked into the distance, his eyes seemed to be filled with surprise.

Immediately, it turned into ecstasy.

"hold head high!"

With a loud and long roar, the body of the Third Generation Nielong turned sharply and flew towards the rear.

It can sense that there is an existence that echoes its own requirements.

The existence ahead is only the three-generation primordial spirit, and the existence there seems to have gone through the three-generation reincarnation even with a certain peculiar origin.

"Fucked!"

"Do it!"

Cheng Tianhou drank.