The dragon roared, the demonic flames were monstrous, and the claws of the demon dragon claws of dozens of zhang size scratched through the void, and the surging demonic qi fell like a heavenly river, impacting the void in a radius of hundreds of zhang.

"Hurry back!"

"This is a bone beast forged by the Demon Jiao, and the soul weakness will enter the soul, and it will produce an illusion, and even bury the introduction of turmoil in the depths of the soul, which will have an impact on future cultivation!"

Almost instantly, several figures around him trembled violently, as if they had been struck by thunder, and the eyes that were originally divine were suddenly filled with blood, and they were about to be agitated with blood and blood, but fortunately they were pressed down.

Who exactly!

Watching the demonic flames rolling and washing the void, the dragon broke through the sky and disappeared outside the Xiaguang City, and the horror in the eyes of the warrior did not disappear for a long time.

"I remember, decades ago, the Dragon Flame God killed a Netherworld Demon Jiao in the Netherworld Demon Abyss of Chaotic Soul Mountain, and then it was cast into a bone beast and put it in the Yaoshan Ancestral Vault, this can't be the bone beast cast by the Netherworld Demon Jiao!"

"How could the dragon bone beast stored in the ancestral treasury of Yaoshan appear in the hands of a young man, could it be said that it ......?"

"There is no recent strong man who has been rewarded by the human race, and besides, this person is too young, I doubt that he has ever stepped on the path of the alien cave!"

"Who the hell is this young man?"

......

And at this moment, the Netherworld Demon Jiao Bone Dragon carrying Qingyang Huan and others has already spanned dozens of miles of mountain ranges, I have to say that Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, the center of Yaoshan Mountain, there is a quasi-true realm powerhouse in a Xiaguang City.

The vast land around Yaoshan Mountain is the habitat of many tyrannical people.

In the barren land, for a long time, I don't know how many white bones have been buried, but the human race has been living from generation to generation, and new strong people are constantly appearing, interpreting their own legends.

The rise and fall of almost every ancient city is accompanied by the fame of the warrior or the legend of the past.

A dilapidated ancient city nestled in the mountains, the City of Burial Souls.

The dark walls are covered with mottled marks, and the years have left indelible marks on this ancient city, and the walls have been eroded and holes have appeared, and even part of the city wall has collapsed into ruins.

The dilapidated city gate is opened, and the narrow passage is full of boiling sounds, as the ancient city of rangers two thousand miles southwest of Yaoshan, there are too many warriors who roam the wilderness here.

Roar, roar, roar!

The Demon Jiao was wrapped in the demon mist with its teeth and claws, and fell towards the ruined ancient city, attracting the sideways glances of many warriors below, but he did not feel the slightest discomfort about it.

This is an ancient city where rangers gather, and countless warriors have competed over the years, and whoever has a hard fist can run rampant.

Jiaolong was suspended in the sky above the Soul City, and a large black hole was exposed under his abdomen, and Qingyang Huan stepped out.

The sable lay on his shoulder, his little eyes blinking and looking in all directions, and soon his purple pupils lit up with purple light.

"Ah Huan, there are so many treasures here. ”

As a place where rangers gather, there are many rangers from the surrounding ancient lands, bringing their own treasures, coming to exchange for chance, and the seemingly dilapidated ancient city is a place where many treasures gather.

"It's the Lord!"

In a corner of the Burial Soul City, the moment Qingyang Huan stepped down on the Netherworld Demon Jiao, he was discovered by the martial artist, and he couldn't help but drink low.

"It's really the Lord, how can this be, that dragon ......"

"Brother Lu, the Lord is back!"

At the same moment, Qingyang Huan, who was suspended in the air, also saw Lu Xiong and the others, speaking of which, in addition to hunting fierce beasts these days, they were acting as guards to protect their employers to come to the Soul City to bury them.

"Lord!"

The dragon danced, and its claws pierced the void, crossing the stone gate in the city, and falling on the top of the land bear and the wooden kite.

Stone courtyard in the city of burial souls.

"Lord, we are preparing to find a tribal warrior once again to escort them out of the mountains and just return to Xiaguang City. ”

Lu Xiong spoke, Qingyang Huan nodded, and the blood essence stones they obtained were distributed to each follower.

"Burial Soul City is a gathering place for rangers from all over the world, there should be a lot of treasures, come with me!"

didn't leave in a hurry, and appeared in the Burial Soul City with Lu Xiong Qingyanghuan, in the dilapidated and mottled city, there was a dilapidated and rotten atmosphere everywhere, and there were even traces of bone patterns on the pillars standing in the city.

"Formation Bone Pattern!"

Seeing these residual bone traces, Qingyang Huan couldn't help but be slightly surprised, the formation was rare in the ancient land of Lashan, except for the Zhenjiang Mansion and individual ancient clans, the formation was difficult to find.

After all, wanting to cast a large array is not just a matter of inheritance, the consumption in it is too great, I didn't expect that this dilapidated ancient city hidden in the deep mountains actually had a large array.

"Lord, when I came here, I realized that our Lashan is so small, and I really sat in a well and watched the sky in the past. ”

Walking on the streets of Burial Soul City, Lu Xiong made a sound, in a short period of time, Qingyang Huan saw a kind of wind and frost from him, obviously during the time he went to the Protectorate Mansion, what Lu Xiong experienced was not as simple as he said before.

The Burial Soul City is very large, criss-crossing stone roads, I don't know how many years ago, many warriors lay on the ground like this, laying a few animal skins, and put the things they wanted to exchange on it.

Bone soldiers, beast blood, armor, casting materials, medicinal herbs, as long as Qingyang Huan can imagine something, there is everything here.

He even saw that there were warriors exchanging the art of war, and there were also war slaves belonging to the Tengu clan, the underworld, the blood clan, and even the ghost clan, who were captured, imprisoned, and enslaved by the strong men of the human race.

"Soul Eater Ants, even if they are defenseless at the peak of the Soul Eater, will be devoured by the Spirit Sense and become the Walking Dead!"

"Soul Gu, taken from the soul seed condensed from the essence of the soul clan, is raised with essence blood for a hundred days, which is enough to enslave people in the same realm. ”

A martial artist whose whole body was wrapped in a beast robe, his voice made people shudder, and the things on the animal skin in front of him made the surrounding warriors subconsciously bypass.

Poisonous insects, snakes and ants, poisonous things, people can't guard against it, I'm afraid that there is a spiritual insight into the surroundings, and it is also inevitable that when the Tao is reached, even some big poisons, even if they are totem strong, they must be careful to deal with.

"Lord, if you want to find good things, you still have to go to the underground soul city in the center of the Burial Soul City, where the real treasures gather, belong to a warrior called the Lord of Darkness, as long as you pay enough blood essence stones, you can go in to find opportunities!"

"Underground Soul City, Lord of Darkness!"

Hearing this, Qingyang Huan took Lu Xiong and walked towards the center of the city without delay.

"Lord, the Soul Burial City was founded 30,000 years ago, originally this was a barren mountain range, and later a soul vein was discovered, the so-called soul vein is a kind of crystal that helps the spirit warrior condense his spiritual sense. ”

As the two of them walked, Lu Xiong told him the origin of this Soul Burial City!