Primal Chaos Dragon Emperor

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Death Qi, also known as Underworld Qi, is not only a huge threat to Human Race, Monster Race and Demon Race, it is a destructive existence for all living beings.

Since the Great Ancient Era, as long as the Underworld Race powerhouse is born, it means a devastating catastrophe. More than once, the Human Race Monster Race and Demon Race alliance can repel the Underworld Race army, which shows how terrifying the Underworld Race is.

Now, seeing the birth of Underworld Race powerhouse, and feeling the familiar aura, Long Yang naturally wants to find out.

As for breaking into Death Qi just now, the road heading directly to the top of that snow peak shone with sacred white light, and Long Yang also vaguely guessed the origin of the other party.

Long Yang’s Primal Chaos Inextinguishable Dragon Body is not threatened by Death Qi, and Primal Chaos Dragon Vortex Energy is more capable of refining Death Qi. It is only limited by his current cultivation base realm that he cannot stay in Death Qi for too long.

Long Yang not at all ventured into the top of the Xuefeng, but followed it. After all, the opponent is a Venerable Saint, and the coercion emanating from him is not what he can resist now.

The reason why he can resist now is that the Master shining the sacred white light has offset most of the coercion, and the rest of the coercion can no longer pose a huge threat to him.

Cautiously came to the top of Xuefeng, and what caught my eye was an abyss.

The interior of this thousand zhang’s snow peak turned out to be it’s empty, as deep as a giant abyss, and the intense Death Qi rolled up from below.

When Long Yang reached the mouth of the abyss, facing such a terrible Death Qi, he was thinking about whether to go down to find out exactly. The sky full of Death Qi suddenly poured back into the abyss, and a loud noise came from time to time.

It seems that the following battle has begun.

Without the threat of Death Qi, Long Yang no longer has any worries, leap forward, and fly to the bottom of the abyss.

The lower the abyss, the wider the abyss. From time to time, a strange light burst from below, shaking Long Yang’s eyes.

When Long Yang fell more than 800 feet deep, he could already see the situation below.

Wherever the eyes are, there are piles of bones.

Some have only a small piece left, and some are as long as zhundred zhang, spreading to all directions, without seeing the end, people have had one’s hair stand on end.

Long Yang finally landed on the bone pile, there are countless channels under the abyss, and I do not know where to reach.

In front of me, in addition to the bones, it is still bones. I don’t see the white light Master or Underworld Race powerhouse.

Hong long long !

Without warning, for a while, The earth shook and the mountain quivered, the surrounding mountain wall burst, the stones fell stunned, and fell on the pile of white bones. Some white bones snapped and some were broken into powder.

Long Yang seeks the whereabouts of Two Great Powerhouses while dodging the fallen stones.

Another loud noise came from the depths of a certain channel, and then a ray of white light flickered from one of them, still being captured by Long Yang.

Long Yang silhouette flickered towards the channel.

However, once entering the passage, there are countless forks.

Long Yang did not dare to release Soul Power with full power, but cautiously released a range of about 100 meters. After feeling that there was no danger, he continued to spread.

Soon, another white light flashed away.

Long Yang rushed out almost conditioned.

As Long Yang got closer and closer to the target, the violent vibration sound became louder and louder, and the big cracks spread wildly in the passage, and the large mountain walls fell down.

Long Yang played the speed of Flowing Sand Shadow to the utmost. No silhouette was seen, only a stream of Flowing Sand flew through the cracks in the meteor shower.

In the distance, a white light came through.

Not the rays of light emitted by Martial Skill, but natural light.

Rushing out of the channel, flowing sand condensing into a complete Long Yang, and he was standing in a spacious giant hole, a crack in the stone wall above his head projected into a ray of light, enough to see the entire giant hole situation.

A skull-shaped dragon head covered in Death Qi with a whole body was fixed in the air by a group of bright white light, desperately struggling and roaring.

A silver haired woman wearing a white crescent robe was holding the Crescent Moon Staff towards the skull dragon head. The bright white light holding the skull dragon head was radiated from the crescent moon at the top of the Crescent Moon Staff.

The silver haired woman looks about 20 years old, with a trace of blood on her lips, and looks similar to Bing Xue and Nan Qinxue has several points of, except that there is an additional crescent mark on her forehead.

When Long Yang appeared in the giant hole, there was a hint of surprise in the eyes of the silver haired woman, but her eyes were still locked on the skull dragon head. Maybe in her eyes, Long Yang is no more dangerous than the skeleton dragon head.

“Underworld Dragon!”

Long Yang’s eyes fell on the skull dragon head, and finally he understood why he felt a familiar aura.

That’s the aura of Dragon Race.

When the silver haired woman heard Long Yang shouting the name of Underworld Dragon, a little flash of surprise flashed in her eyes again. It was hard to imagine that at the age of Long Yang, she could recognize the origin of the skull dragon head at a glance.

“This predecessor should be Saintess of Ice Moon Race. If you withdraw Crescent Moon Staff, you can’t kill it even if you run out of life.”

Long Yang knew that the silver haired woman had no extra energy to speak at this time, said.

“Since the Great Ancient Era, Myriad Martial Continent has experienced nine catastrophes against the Underworld Race. This generation of Underworld Dragon has repaired the Nine Tribulations Underworld Body. If you do n’t find someone who owns the Nine Tribulations Underworld Body, and kill that People, you can’t kill Underworld Dragon at all. “

“In other words, Underworld Dragon has been born, but it hasn’t grown up yet.”

Long Yang knew that the silver haired woman would not remove Crescent Moon Staff on her own words, and had to explain patiently.

Saintess Bing Xin’s eyes finally moved from the skull dragon head to Long Yang. With the flash of rays of light on her forehead, Long Yang felt a sense of being thoroughly penetrated.

“Dragon Race Bloodline.”

Saintess Bing Xin said, slowly removing control of the Skeleton Dragon.

Saintess Bing Xin has a light tone, but makes Long Yang smile bitterly.

These ancient races are so powerful that they can still see his Bloodline power at a glance under the cover of Primal Chaos Dragon Ring.

This is the second time someone has seen through the Dragon Race Bloodline, and the first time is Nine Heavens Thunder Roaring Beast.

Two Great Powerhouses only said Dragon Race Bloodline. In fact, he knew that he owned Primal Chaos Ancestral Dragon Bloodline, and only said that to avoid suspicion. Otherwise, only Dragon Race Bloodline would not allow Saintess Bing Xin to remove Crescent Moon Staff.

By the time Saintess Bing Xin withdrew Crescent Moon Staff, the skeleton dragon head had fled.

“pu chi.”

After the skull dragon escaped, Saintess Bing Xin couldn’t help it anymore, a bite of black blood sprayed on the ground, and a scarlet redness appeared on the pale white as snow face, which would not fade for a long time.

“Saintess, you within the body have inhaled Underworld Qi, and I will help you refining it.”

Long Yang quickly hugged Saintess Bing Xin and let her sit down. She sat behind her with her palms against her back acupuncture points, and refining Underworld Qi for her.