Inside a beautifully furnished temple.

A group of beautiful maidservants held jade plates and presented delicacies one after another.

Crabs as big as basins, plump and snow-white spirit fish, and green shrimp with thick arms......

In addition, there are also some dishes such as raw oysters, scallops, and flower nails, all with a hint of aura, with a variety of flavors and condiments, which are delicious and delicious.

Ying Que first accompanied Su Yi and others to a banquet, and during the conversation, he also learned about the identity of Su Yi and others.

When he learned that Su Yi was from Da Zhou, Ying Que was also stunned for a moment, as if he couldn't believe it, how could such a remote small country come out of such a supernatural and extraordinary role as Su Yi.

"I heard that the place where the Great Zhou is located is the southern Xinjiang of the Cangqing Continent, 30,000 years ago, the world's first Buddhist holy land' Prajna Zen Garden, entrenched in that territory, this Prajna Zen Court, it is rumored to enshrine a true dragon, the foundation is extremely strong. ”

Ying Que laughed.

He is wearing a robe, his sideburns are frost white, his appearance is strange, and when his breath is constricted, he does not see a trace of the fierceness that belongs to the great demon of the Spirit Realm, but has an air that is out of the world, his voice is warm and mellow, and his demeanor is excellent.

"This Buddhist force does have a true dragon, I once went to its ruins and obtained a drop of true dragon essence blood, so I dare to predict that this matter is true. ”

Su Yi said casually, he was dealing with a crab with a basin size, the crab paste was as white as snow, fragrant and refreshing, and very fresh.

Ying Que's heart was shocked, and his eyes flashed with a rare fanaticism, "Su Daoyou, is the ruins still there?"

He is a black Jiao, and the existence of the true dragon in his heart is like the ultimate goal that can be sought on the path of cultivation, comparable to a god!

"That place is in ruins, and if you seek it, you will return empty-handed. What's more, a black Jiao like you, in the genus of Jiaolong, although the bloodline talent is first-class, it is almost impossible to truly transform into a true dragon. ”

As soon as Su Yi's words came out, it was like pouring a basin of cold water, which completely extinguished the heat in Ying Que's heart.

He sighed and sighed: "The road is difficult, but my generation is determined to do this, and we should go forward bravely." ”

After a pause, Ying Que said with a smile: "Besides, Su Daoyou didn't say anything to death, proving that this road to turning into a dragon is almost impossible, but there must be a glimmer of hope." ”

Su Yi nodded and didn't say anything more.

For the dragon genus to become a true dragon, it is far more difficult than a monk to set foot in the imperial realm.

This road, throughout the ages, I don't know how many amazing dragons have impacted, and those who may succeed almost only exist in ethereal legends, and even the truth cannot be confirmed.

Under such circumstances, if he tells the truth, he should be afraid that he will not be able to withstand such a blow.

Sometimes, it's good to be ignorant and fearless, at least not to feel the real despair of the way you seek......

The wine has passed three rounds, and the dishes have passed five flavors.

Ying Que got up and left the hall with Su Yi.

This shows how clever Ying Que's way of dealing with the world is, even if he is anxious to ask Su Yi to help, he is also patient, and he invites Su Yi and others first, which can not only further strengthen the relationship, but also appear to be polite and thoughtful.

And Ying Que's actions did win Su Yi's favor.

"Father, I've brought someone to help you!"

In a dark and depressing temple covered with many forbidden formations, as soon as Ying Que Fu entered, he knelt on the ground, his expression was excited and sad.

The so-called help is to free his father from "not begging for death", that is, to really die.

This is naturally a mixed taste.

Su Yi raised his eyes

Looking at it, I saw that in the depths of the main hall, there was a dying black dragon, more than ten zhang long, with a body like a small mountain lying on the ground, and the whole body was covered with black scales the size of a fan.

What is shocking is that on the head of this black jiao, there is a sword inserted, and the wound is bloody.

In the middle of the dragon's body, the flesh and blood were blurred, and after it was obviously broken apart, the wound was stitched up.

Undoubtedly, that sword was left by the original sword cultivator.

And its broken body was split by the catastrophe of the dragon!

Wisps of obscure and weird forbidden aura lingered on Hei Jiao's body, allowing Su Yi to judge in an instant that it was the power breath of the Dark Ancient Forbidden!

As if hearing Ying Que's voice, Hei Jiao's closed eyes opened, dim, full of pain, confusion, tyranny, chaos, and obviously unconscious.

Immediately, the black Jiao seemed to be excited, and a hysterical crazy roar came out of his lips:

"Liu Qianxing, this seat is going to kill you! kill you!!"

The sonic boom hall is full of hatred.

Seeing that Hei Jiao was struggling to rush over, Ying Que took out a formation plate from his sleeve robe and ran violently.

Rumble!

The forbidden power that covered the surrounding area of the main hall surged, like a heavy chain, firmly suppressing the black Jiao.

"Who is Liu Qianxing?"

Su Yi asked.

Ying Que showed a look of pain and resentment on his face, and said: "This person is the sword cultivator who took the opportunity to sneak attack when my father crossed the dragon catastrophe, this person is an elder of the Tianshu Sword Sect, but he was killed as early as when he attacked my father. ”

Su Yi suddenly realized, no wonder this black Jiao hated Liu Qianxing so much.

He asked, "If I destroy the Dark Ancient Forbidden, your father is afraid that he will not last until the tea time, and he will die suddenly, can you be prepared?"

Ying Que bowed and saluted, "I have been waiting for thousands of years for this day, and I also ask Taoist friends to help my father free himself from difficulties!"

Su Yi nodded.

Boom!

The Xuanwu sword fell into Su Yi's palm, and the ethereal sword body like the night sky braked, with a circle of ripple-like edges, and faintly, there seemed to be a phantom of a peerless fierce bird flying in the sword body.

"What a spirit sword!"

Ying Que was shocked in his heart, and saw the extraordinaryness of the Xuanwu Sword, and even, the looming phantom of the fierce bird on the sword body made him feel a dangerous aura.

What kind of fierce spirit is this, and the breath is so fierce and terrifying?

Before Ying Que could figure it out, his body stiffened, his skin tingled, his mind seemed to be severely suppressed by a supreme sword might, and he felt suffocated, and boundless fear surged all over his body like a tide, so shocked that his soul almost came out.

What a power this is!?

With the cultivation of the Spirit Transformation Realm that he has suppressed for nearly a thousand years, it is enough to be proud of today's Great Xia, but at this moment, he is like a small ant, afraid and helpless!

Almost at the same time, on the Xuanwu sword, the pattern of the Spirit Devouring Edict glowed, setting off a bright and clear glow from the sword body.

But what was even more terrifying was the breath that lingered on the blade.

The aura is like an abyss, obscure and mysterious, but it has a terrifying power that overwhelms the ages and dominates the heavens.

It was this breath that made Ying Que next to him feel terrified and terrified.

Swish!

Su Yi slashed down with a sword.

It was like an antelope hanging its horns, and it was imaginative, and a wisp of invisible sword qi was cut down, and I saw that the black Jiao let out a frightened and helpless roar, trembling, and did not dare to struggle and resist at all.

But this sword is not aimed at Heijiao.

Laugh at!

A small burst of explosions resounded, and the Dark Ancient Forbidden Power that lingered around Black Jiao's body was like a severed rope, crumbling inch by inch, and in the blink of an eye, it dissipated.

Almost at the same time, Ying Que, whose mind was suppressed and fell into fear, only felt a sense of relief all over his body, and the feeling of hopelessness and helplessness disappeared.

It's just that he was like escaping death, a chill ran down his back, his face changed completely, and he looked at Su Yi with deep awe.

At this time, Ying Que was completely convinced that on the side of the Broken Dragon Cliff just now, Su Yi's words full of contempt and treating him as a prey to be slaughtered were not false.

This Bigu Realm boy really has the power to kill him!

Thinking of this, Ying Que was more and more glad that he hadn't taken the liberty before, otherwise, the consequences would be no different from looking for death.

At this time, the black Jiao lying on the ground in the depths of the hall also quieted down a little, and in that pair of gloomy eyes, there was a trace of clarity quietly, as if he had recovered some reason from the chaos of endless years.

Boom!

Seeing this scene, Su Yi put away the Xuanwu sword, turned around and walked out of the main hall, "Your father's time is running out, you can have a good chat with him." ”

"Thank you!"

Ying Que bowed deeply and saluted, and his attitude had changed dramatically.

Before, he was still confident in his identity and Taoism, although he was jealous of Su Yi and had a modest and thoughtful attitude, but it was also because he asked Su Yi for the sake of him.

And now, seeing Su Yi's methods, Ying Que has been completely shocked by the power that Su Yi has mastered, and he no longer dares to be disrespectful.

After all, it was the power of the Dark Ancient Forbidden, and he was helpless to exist in the Spirit Realm, so he could only watch his father be in the torment of "life is better than death" for countless years.

But under Su Yi's hands, with a sword, the power of the Dark Ancient Forbidden was swept away!

This makes Ying Que Yan not surprised, how can he be disrespectful?

"Wu'er, is that you?"

A weak and hoarse voice resounded in the depths of this gloomy and oppressive hall.

Ying Que's heart was shocked, his eyes were red with excitement, he stepped forward quickly, knelt on the ground and kowtowed: "Father, you are finally sober!"

......

Call~

Walking out of the main hall, Su Yi let out a long breath of turbidity.

Breaking the Dark Ancient Forbidden is very simple, just slash it with the breath of the Nine Hell Sword.

It's just that borrowing the breath of the Nine Hell Sword consumes a lot of the power of his own divine soul, and even after a long time, it will also cause the divine soul to suffer backlash and trauma.

"My current divine soul power is many times stronger than when I killed the Fire Elder Demon and the others in the Sea of Troubled Spirits, but even so, when I use the breath of the Nine Hell Sword, it can only last for half an hour at most......."

"If you forcibly borrow it for more than half an hour, it will hurt the soul ......"

Thinking of this, a trace of helplessness appeared on Su Yi's eyebrows.

This is just a breath of the Nine Prisons Sword, and if you want to really use the Nine Prisons Sword, you don't know how long it will take.

In his previous life, he respected the Emperor Extreme Realm of the Great Wilderness Kyushu, although he was able to use the Nine Hell Sword, it could only last for a quarter of an hour.

However, Su Yi had already figured it out, as long as he could penetrate the secrets on the Nine Hell Sword in the future, no matter how high or low his cultivation was, he would be able to easily control this sword!

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ps: Thank you for the monthly ticket for the children's shoes such as Book Friend 705, Mint, and Murphy~

I saw a lot of children's shoes urging to change, huh...... This weekend is the day after tomorrow, and if the goldfish is not busy, they will make up for another five watches.