Chapter 343: Is this jealousy?

When Yu Yang appeared in a golden hall, the scene around him had completely fallen into his eyes. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The spacious and unobstructed hall, with no end in sight, is full of stone pillars hugged by several people, which are watered with gilt, carved with dragons, phoenixes, lions, bears and leopards and other powerful Yuan beasts.

Looking around, except for some broken stone statues and some complex murals, there is nothing else, but the palace lamps that have existed here for a long time, lit one by one, after millions of years, and then Yu Yang is secretly frightened.

Hundreds of monks from the Yuanchen Sect, the Desolate Dragon Sect, the Absolute Sword Sect, and the Luoying Sword Sect stepped into this place one after another, taking a vigilant look at the surrounding scenes, and each sent dozens of people to guard against the unknown dangers around them.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the people who have entered this place are all Holy Land-level forces in various domains, and among them, there are at least hundreds of sect cultivators, and their combat power is far from comparable to ours." Although Yu Yang had restricted the number of monks from entering this place before, after he saw the number of monks from the major holy lands around him entering this place, he also gave up this plan, if he wanted to use hundreds of people to compete with hundreds of disciples of the holy land, it would be a fool's dream.

Even if it is one-on-one, the opponent's monk combat power is still more than his own.

Therefore, the huge number of monks can make them jealous and give up the idea of attacking and killing, after all, if they fight to the death with Yu Yang and others, it must be these holy places that will damage themselves, and no one wants to start a war before finally finding the treasure here.

"The Hanging Mountain is composed of countless sub-halls, and one main hall, which is the so-called Hanging Mountain Temple." Facing everyone's gaze, Ji Yuan slowly spoke.

"Click" footsteps sounded, everyone slowly moved towards the main hall, they were busy exploring, at the front of the team, it was He Jianchong who was holding a sword, with his cultivation of the Yuan Emperor Realm, even in the face of a quasi-saint-level powerhouse, he could resist for a while, as a pathfinder, but it was condescending.

"As for the internal crisis, you may be able to see it soon." Ji Yuan thoughtfully glanced at the bright palace lamps around him, licked his lips and said: "If you don't want to be entangled by these dead undead, don't go to these palace lamps, although the exterior is made of bronze, but the internal candle flame is lit with the corpse oil of the strong." ”

"What?" Everyone changed color in unison, and many of the female monks vomited on the spot.

"What kind of corpse oil of a strong man can burn for millions of years?" Yu Yang calmly raised the doubts in his heart.

"The Terran monks can't do it, but what about the demon clan." Ji Yuan said with a smile.

"Demon Clan? They actually killed each other? Yu Yang's face showed a different color.

"You must know that within the demon clan, it is not united, if there is a fight, it is impossible to have the same morality as the Er and other human races, directly, it is to wipe out a clan."

"Annihilation?" Many people gasped, compared to the Desolate Tribe, how many creatures can a group of Yuan Beasts have?

Weak and small races naturally don't care in the eyes of ancient behemoths like Hanging Mountain, and those who want to make them angry are at least, they are all big tribes, or even tribes with hundreds of thousands, or even millions.

"There is a palace lamp every thirty zhang, and each one is supplied by at least the corpse oil of a strong man of the demon clan, and the killing created by the demon clan is really a lot." Walking in the forefront, He Jianchong sneered again and again, and suddenly, he raised his head suddenly, and a sword light instantly lit up the dimness in the distance like day.

A sword roar sounded, and then, in front of everyone's eyes, a four-headed figure fell directly to the ground, and the skeleton composed of his whole body fell directly to pieces.

"What kind of creature is that?" Tianjue opened his mouth, looked at Luo Qionghua, whose face was a little pale, and glanced at Yu Yang not far away.

"Bone Spirit, the Hanging Mountain back then, how powerful, the strongest force in the Southern Wilderness Dense Forest, sitting on the power of life and death of countless living beings, with an order, hundreds of thousands, or even millions of tribes will be slaughtered, in this demon realm, there is an elite royal army stationed in the Hanging Mountain for a long time, all of which are composed of the bloodline of the demon royal family."

"Royal blood?" Yu Yang couldn't help but wonder.

"In every tribe, there will be a king of the primordial beast in command, but the huge ancient demon tribe, the large and small primordial beast tribes do not know how many, if it is counted once, I am afraid that it will squeeze through the ancient demon monument. Only the 100,000 people in the tribe can be recognized by the demon clan holy land, enter the temple to make offerings, and confer the leader of these tribes as kings, that is to say, the descendants of these tribes are all royal blood. "After all, Ji Yuan is from the Desolate tribe that coexisted in the Tiannan Region with the Hanging Mountain Demon Realm in ancient times, and what he has seen and heard about the ancient demon clan is not comparable to Yu Yang and others.

"However, the bloodline also has strengths and weaknesses, for example, the ancestor has a demon saint, its descendant bloodline, can inherit its natural supernatural powers, it can become the bloodline of the holy clan, also known as the holy son of the demon clan, however, in the Hanging Mountain Demon Realm, the only one recognized by the ancient demons from all over the world as the bloodline of the demon clan is the descendants of the Hanging Mountain Temple."

"The bloodline of the Holy Clan has infinite combat power, and in the same rank, it can even crush the Holy Son of the Human Race, however, the royal bloodline under it cannot, but it can also become the emperor of a tribe and control the territory of millions of miles."

"To get back to the point, the bone spirits here are the creatures born after the death of the resident monks of the royal army in the Hanging Mountain Temple, and the corpses and resentful spirits were mixed."

"Take a closer look at this thing, from the bones, the crocodile mouth, tiger face, deer body, snake tail, this thing is the bone spirit of the nascent spirit, the most inferior, and the combat power is only the ordinary Yuan King Realm, so don't care, but, in this temple, this thing is a lot."

As soon as the words fell, there was a slight tremor on the ground, and the next moment, everyone saw the end of the main hall, and the dense bone spirits rushed towards them.

It is completely white and bone-white, what kind of tiger head and snake tail, crane head and eight-clawed spider body, these creatures with only low spiritual intelligence, as long as there are white bones left by powerful existences around, they will be tempered to their bodies.

"Ready" Seeing this army of bone spirits numbering thousands, everyone looked very happy.

"A few people don't have to make the first move, hide in the crowd to prevent the strong people among the bone spirits from sneaking up." Ji Yuan stretched out his hand to stop He Jianchong and Tianjue's movements, and even Mu Shiling's eager little eyes were also snuffed out by Yu Yang.

"Quack, another creature has entered this place." Sure enough, it didn't take long for a word to come out, and a dragon corpse with a size of dozens of zhang swooped down on the left side of the team quickly, and with one claw falling, it was the peak Yuanwang Realm monk of the Yuanchen Sect who flew away.

"Get out" Mu Shiling, who was guarding the side, was full of anger, and with a quick blow of his fist, he directly blasted it out dozens of feet away, and fell into the dense army of bone spirits, and was silent for the time being.

"It turned out to be a complete dragon corpse bone, it seems that with a high-level spiritual bone spirit, he already knows that the power that a complete corpse bone can burst out is even stronger."

"Qiang"

"Qiang"

As soon as the words fell, Yu Yang heard two sword sounds.

Looking sideways, not far away, the two sword puppets that Luo Qionghua was guarding at all times had already made a move, each with a sword puppet of the Great Perfection of the Yuan Emperor Realm, and as soon as he made a move, he cut the two white bone pythons into a section, and finally under the cold sword intent, the fire of the Yuan Spirit in the eyes of the white bone python was also extinguished.

"Everyone, attack their eye sockets." Yu Yang immediately shouted.

Finding the weakness of these guys, soon, hundreds of people shot together, and thousands of bone spirits were wiped out, however, they could not advance the slightest, and a huge statue stood in front of them a hundred feet away.

It was a complete tiger corpse, more than a hundred zhang in size, full of momentum, it had already entered the Great Perfection of the Yuan Emperor Realm, and a pair of empty eyes were not wiped with two dim fires, and sure enough, it had become a bone spirit.

"The Tiger Clan of most of the Desolate Tigers?" Ji Yuan muttered to himself, and subconsciously took out his storage bag.

"Ang ......" dragon roared, and the two-winged heavenly dragon appeared in the field, and the huge body dozens of zhang long quickly rushed forward, taking the lead in tens of thousands of wind blades bursting out, overwhelmingly attacking the tiger corpse.

"Roar ......" However, no matter how strong the Winged Heavenly Dragon is, it can only be worthy of stepping into the fourth order, where is the opponent of this fourth-order Great Perfection Bone Spirit, it is just a loud roar, that is, it will shake it back, and the eyes, ears, mouth, nose and throat, and even all of them will be bleeding.

"Roaring ......" seemed to feel the threat of the other party, for the contempt of the dragon clan, most of the monks who were present over the hundred desolate dragons took action one after another, and one by one the strange dragons were released by them, all gathered in one place, the weakest, all of them were the Yuan Beasts in the middle of the third order, and hesitation was the blood of the Dragon Clan, and their combat power would not be inferior to the Yuan Beasts in the late third order.

"Shang" Ji Yuan looked at the white bone giant tiger slowly and expressionlessly, and glanced back at Yu Yang with deep meaning, there is a vicious tiger blocking the way, most of his desolate dragon has the kindness of Yu Yang, so he naturally wants to take the lead, and this thing is left by most of the ancestors of the desolate tiger who entered this place, and it should be that most of his desolate dragon will destroy the remaining primordial gods, collect his bones, bring them back to the southern desolate forest, and hand them over to most of the desolate tigers, after all, this kind of guardian primordial beast deserves their respect.

"Watch out, everyone, let's strike together, lest our allies suffer heavy casualties." Yu Yang glanced at the corpse of the dragon that had been slaughtered several times after a while, and rushed at everyone.

"It's been a long time since I've fought side by side with Brother Yu, come on, let's kill it today." Heaven is happy.

"Let's shoot together" Luo Qionghua glanced at the second daughter of Yuan Chenzong, and silently did not say anything.

Yu Yang felt the two confidantes of his own sect, and when Luo Qionghua was there, he didn't seem to show any affection for himself, but he was also uncomfortable, is this jealousy?