However, the level of that man-eating flower was not at all comparable to those man-eating flowers outside, and the blood-colored coral even reached the level of the ninth level of the Dao realm. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Such a blood-colored coral, as long as it is eaten, it is estimated that it can reincarnate the body once, and if the people of the Yin and Yang family get it, their cultivation may be able to rise to a big level, and it is definitely a rare treasure in the world.

But the premise is to be able to step over the terrifying man-eating flower in front of you.

In the cave, like other caves, the temperature and humidity were very suitable, but Yang Dong always felt that there was an eerie feeling, especially the moment when the Divine Consciousness Domain was invaded just now, which filled Yang Dong's heart with shadows.

At this time, Yang Dong didn't have any interest in the pearl coral, and now he didn't want to move forward.

Xiaomeng didn't say a word, she wanted to find the Canglong Illusion, but it didn't mean that she was really stupid, and she also felt the killing aura in this cave, which was so thick that it was difficult to breathe.

This man-eating flower, a blood-colored coral, a dry bone, a sword, a bronze battle, I don't know how many tens of thousands of years old, the whole cave is full of ancient desolation.

And the core of everything comes from that dry bone.

That person didn't know what kind of cultivation he had before he was alive, but now the bones still exude a thick aura, Yang Dong is sure that this person is a top master of the Dao realm.

What does he have to do with the owner of the Scarlet Corals? Or is he the owner of the Scarlet Corals?

The aura exuded by this dry bone was too breathtaking, Yang Dong's eyes fell on that bronze battle, as a weapon of such a top master, it must not be ordinary, right?

Yang Dong had a strong desire to take away the copper battle, but reason pressed him to this thought, and his intuition told him that he must not do this. The feeling that the Divine Consciousness Domain was invaded just now left a big shadow on Yang Dong.

"Let's go. Yang Dong swallowed his saliva and said a step, involuntarily taking a step back.

Xiaomeng didn't object this time, but she didn't move either, she came here, maybe after this dry bone, behind it was the Canglong Illusion, she was unwilling.

Chi Lian didn't retreat either, her eyes were fixed on the sword under the cannibal flower, her breathing became heavy, her fists were clenched together, her legs were shaking, it was obvious that she wanted to step forward and take the sword, she wanted to do it very much.

"Rescue~~ life"

Just as Yang Dong was about to leave, an old voice suddenly came, and a heavy breath echoed throughout the cave, but the source could not be found.

Cannibals and blood-colored corals swayed their flowers and leaves, bronze battles and swords lay silently on the ground, dry bones sat upright, and there was nothing unusual about the entire cave.

The hearts of the three of them tightened, and Yang Dong looked at the dry bone first.

"You...... Is it alive?" Yang Dong looked at the dry bones in shock.

"It's him shouting for help, how is it possible?" Even if Chi Lian is one of the Four Heavenly Kings of Quicksand, he has never seen a person with a handful of bones left, and he can still speak.

"It should be him. Xiaomeng said: "I heard the master say that the ancient Taoist came to two guests, they have secret techniques, not only can they use their eyes to absorb everything around them, but they can also keep their souls and immortalize them for thousands of years."

The Yin and Yang family later made a kind of seal, which can retain the residual thoughts, and my Taoist ancestors believed that the Yin and Yang family's residual thoughts and seals came from the secret art of Taoist guests, and the Yin and Yang family had a lot to do with Taoist guests.

We saw the old man in front of the stone gate before, and it was the remnants of the Yin and Yang family. It's just that this senior seems to be still there. ”

"That's right, this is a remnant of my soul, my time is running out, please three of you must do me a favor.

I am the ancient period, the high priest of the Shushan Wu clan, 10,000 years ago, Shushan and Daomen, Xuanyuan Sword Gate fought for the White Tiger Spiritual Domain in the abyss, and that battle almost destroyed the White Tiger Spiritual Domain.

And at that time, the Canglong Fantasy Realm appeared, and the three of us immediately stopped the war and rushed to the East China Sea with the people, originally wanting the three of them to join forces to open the entrance of the Canglong Fantasy Realm together and unlock the Seven Nights of the Canglong.

But at the critical moment of opening the entrance array gate, the master of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect suddenly plotted against me and the head of the Dao Gate, and the head of the Dao Gate was killed on the spot, and I was seriously injured.

At the moment of death, I launched the Shu Mountain Silence Technique, wanting to die with the master of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect.

However, the major of Xuanyuan Sword Sect was too high, and he was seriously injured and escaped, so that his success failed.

As a last resort, I used Shushan witchcraft to guard the remnant soul, in order to find someone who was destined to entrust me with the Shushan inheritance to kill the master of Xuanyuan Sword Gate. ”

Xiao Mengchi Lian and Yang Dong looked at each other, these dry words were too shocking.

The White Tiger Spiritual Domain should be the Alchemy Forest, what happened tens of thousands of years ago, there is finally a truth, but what the three of them are most concerned about is the inheritance of Shu Mountain, how tempting it is for the sorcerer.

The three of them all know that the Shushan destroyed by Meng Tian not long ago is just a group of rabble, the real Shushan was wiped out a hundred years ago by the Qin State and the Yin and Yang families, and the strength of Shushan is so strong, neither the Zongheng nor the Yin and Yang are opponents, plus the power of the Qin Empire, only after paying a heavy price, Shushan was destroyed.

What's more, what this dry bone wants to inherit is the ancient Shu Mountain secret art.

As one of the two martial arts sect masters, the strength of Shushan should not be underestimated, and anyone who has the inheritance of Shushan will definitely be proud of one party.

Thinking of this, Yang Dong was also a little excited, the protagonists in the TV series are all so awesome, if they get the inheritance of Shushan, save Wang Yuyan, help Shao Si Ming, and treat Qian Xiaoting, it will definitely be easy.

However, Yang Dong knows that there is no such thing as a free lunch.

Xiaomeng and Chi Lian both took a step forward, Chi Lian's eyes kept staring at the sword and never let go, maybe she was the one who didn't care about the inheritance of Nashu Mountain the most among the three.

Xiaomeng naturally wanted the inheritance of Shushan, but she did not lose her mind, but there was nothing to doubt about what this dry bone said, and his words also explained why the Alchemy Forest was left in a mess, and the three factions all urgently withdrew from the forest.

In front of him is just a remnant soul with dry bones, even if it is not inherited by Shushan, he has already come here, how can he return in vain, Xiaomeng decided to give it a try.

She and Chi Lian both stepped forward, but were stopped by Yang Dong at once.

"Senior, you want us to kill the master of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect? Now that tens of thousands of years have passed, is he still alive? Even if he is alive, why should we kill him?

The dispute between the three major sects in ancient times seems to be just a conflict of interests, although this Xuanyuan Sword Sect master is plotting against you, but in order to compete for the Canglong Domain, sneak attacks are also part of the means, it is not a big evil, why do we have to kill him?"

"Young man, I can see that you are very kind, it seems that the old man has entrusted the right person. The dry and low voice came out, with a sad sense of vicissitudes. (To be continued.) )