The Forest of Ten Thousand Beasts, the Great Hall of the Dragon's Nest.

In the blood mist of the sky floated a note wrapped in ice-blue spiritual power. Qinglong reached out and took it into his hand.

"Hmph, that bastard dares to make a villain provoke me in front of me. It's ridiculous!" Qinglong snorted disdainfully, and suddenly his eyes lit up. Finding that there was a weak force under the dragon's nest that instantly grew larger and then quickly dissociated, the green dragon was suddenly rolled out of anger by the weak pretender curled up at his feet.

"Run?" The green pearl spiritual power on the green dragon's palm surged, and the light soared. Huge clouds appeared out of thin air, and in an instant, the dragon's nest was covered with clouds within a radius of five miles, and the black clouds rolled and rolled, sticky and lingering.

After a moment of brewing, the green dragon pinched the green beads, and the cloudy area suddenly flashed and thundered, and the red and white lightning echoed and connected with each other, and the pillars of lightning slashed down from the sky with lightning speed, fierce and swift, like the roar of the beast of the wilderness, and the roar of the thunder was endless, like a carnival feast.

A figure was crumbling, shuttling rapidly in this thunderstorm, dodging a few times in the whistling lightning, and was completely hit by a pillar of lightning, and before the screams could be issued, they turned into ashes.

"Can you run away?" said Qinglong Youyou, his spiritual power was put away, and the green bead in his palm also disappeared and returned to normal.

Above the dragon's nest, the thunderclouds dissipated, and under the dragon's nest, it was reduced to scorched earth.

Qinglong looked at the note with a few words clearly written on it: The place of the apostle's trial, solve your grievances with me.

"Interesting, interesting, interesting!" Qinglong said three times, and then looked up to the sky and laughed.

A thick black shadow slowly peeked out of the scorched earth, slowly flowing into the distance like a cruise. But there were no energy fluctuations.

The four uniformly dressed figures are outside the area where the Dragon's Lair was attacked.

"Isn't it looking for death if you are so breathless?" A voice sounded under the sheep's bone mask, and the yellow spiritual power was like tiny specks of specks converging in the hollow eye frame from all directions. The person who spoke was the dead bones, and the other three figures were naturally the dead muscles, the dead tendons, and the dead skin.

"The sheep guessed correctly, the young man is impetuous. The thunder just now was really ......," said the dead muscle, plucking out his ears.

"Red Moon naturally sent him over...... It certainly makes sense, too. Tendon took over the conversation, raising his face and pulling his nose, as if looking for some taste.

Dead Skin smiled lightly, his body shook slightly, the mouth position under the mask was torn and opened, leaking out hideous and sharp teeth, and saliva also flowed out: "It's a pity that the lightning is too strong, the body turns into ashes, otherwise it will be scorched and tender...... Best to eat. ”

The Mibe Quartet has been observing the shadow crow at the behest of the dead sheep, and the scene just now is actually in the image refracted by the eyes of the dead bones, and all four of them have seen it.

"We're waiting outside the area of this dragon's lair, and we don't dare to mess with the restless dragon. The 'shadow' is out of this area, and we will do it immediately. The corpse looked at the chaotic charred earth in front of him and said, "This time is ...... But it's limited. ”

Inbe Beast God Valley.

"Things are going well. Shizune smiled slightly, and her closed eyes slowly opened: "With the power of that lightning...... The bone jade should have turned into powder along with that body. ”

"The wooden puppet made by Qingtong, infused with your spiritual power, wearing real bone jade, is perfect!" Jin Wu pondered.

The person who was blown into a blood mist by a lightning bolt from Qinglong seemed to everyone to be the son of the chief of the ruler from the 'tribe', but only Qinglong didn't know the reason.

Qingtong Senluo's illusion of the shell is like it exists for this matter, coupled with the lure of silent spiritual power, Qinglong, who is eager to erase the shame of the clan, thinks that this is a temptation and provocation, and his angry blow directly turns into a flying bone jade, probably the least noticeable, it is this detail that is difficult to find, so that Qinglong unconsciously brought himself into a place of no return.

This so-called 'driving the tiger and devouring the wolf' plan is seamless under the precise deployment of him and Xiao Hei. "Skull Island got the news...... It's already a mess of porridge. The golden crow's eyes lit up.

"Xiao Hei!" Suddenly, a voice came from the mouth of the valley of the Beast God Valley, Qingtong ran out of breath, but this call was extremely loud. Everyone who followed followed, and it was difficult to understand Qingtong's sudden burst of nervousness.

"Qingtong. What are you...... What's wrong?" said Shizune, speaking in the same tone, although the form was very different. Qingtong saw that the silence in the valley did not hurt in the slightest.

Fei also threw himself into her arms. "Great, great. I thought ......" Qingtong said a little choked, and Shizun could feel his slightly trembling body. I'm afraid that the entire Ten Thousand Beast Forest knows about the earth-shattering movements of the Dragon's Lair, but they don't know what happened.

According to Mute's understanding, with Qinglong's unruly personality, he would not say anything about it.

"I thought the dragon's nest was ......," Qingtong said, and an ice-blue barrier suddenly appeared, covering Qingtong, Silence, and Jinwu, and no one outside the sound barrier could hear it.

"I thought you made that movement in the dragon's nest. ”

Jin Crow and Mute are still a little weak-hearted, if this matter leaks out, even if it is just speculation, then the fire caused by this is not something they can deal with.

Mute held Qingtong's head with one hand, as if comforting the child's mother: "How could it be me?

Han Shura and the others looked at each other, not knowing what they were saying.

It seems that the silent heart is calm, but in fact, it is surging with turbulent waves.

The entire Skull Island is composed of five large islands and countless small islands, which are divided into five areas according to the shape of the skull: Skull Island, Edo Island, Cheek Island, Noodle Island, and Tooth Island.

The reefs and land of these five islands are made up of white sand and gravel land, and if viewed from above, they look like white skeletons with an abominable face.

Among them, the most mysterious is the skull island. The top three sacrifices of the Skull Island, led by Red Moon, gathered in the Skull Island, and the next four sacrifices were in charge of Eshima, Cheek Island, Noodle Island, and Tooth Island.

In the center of this island, there is a tranquil blood-red earth, with soft soil, perennial blood mist, and a thick bloody atmosphere. It also does not blend in with the surrounding climate, such as the cinnabar mole isolated in the center of the skull, which is probably why the cinnabar blood field got its name.

Because the people in the 'tribe' pay attention to sacrificing their lives and then fighting with the help of 'divine power', whether it is sacrifice or the spirit that is killed in battle, they will not return to the netherworld, but choose to return to this cinnabar blood land, so this cinnabar blood land is the place where the souls gather and the spirit silk is condensed, the ground is red, the soil is like blood irrigation, and the perennial blood mist never dissipates.

Therefore, in the hearts of the people of Skull Island, this cinnabar blood land replaces the netherworld, making the entire Skull Island a complete small reincarnation of its own, and it is offered as a holy land.

In addition, the three most powerful sacrifices are also the guardians of this holy place. So there are basically no trespassers, but there are also curious adventurers or strangers. They saw the dead spirit grow from the base of a pillar, condense into fruit, and rise to the ground. In the midst of the chant, the people exclaimed their gods, and they called this looming pillar the 'pillar of reincarnation'. Therefore, there is a legend that if you can see the 'pillar of reincarnation' in this cinnabar blood field, you will see the dead spirit reborn in it.

Skull Island, Skull Island.

In the mist of dawn, there were two hideous stone carvings of huge white stone beasts, the shape of the giant beasts was rough and crazy, not like elaborate carving, but there was a hidden majesty in it.

At the top of the two huge stone sculptures, two black and white figures stand on them, tall and tall. The two figures were uniformly dressed, each wearing a long robe that flew in the gale, a cloak on his upper body, a pointed hat on his head, and waist-length hair fluttering in the wind, but the color of his hair was the same color as his clothes, one black and one white.

Other than that, his face is the same as that of an ordinary person. Maybe it's because of the fact that this skull island doesn't see sunlight all year round, but it looks a little less bloody, and the two white faces have a faint smile, and they look unusually calm in the flying clothes and long hair.

"Sister Impermanence, Brother Hongyue has been out for so long, it seems that he really went to the sea area of the Eastern Wilderness. A woman's voice sounded tactfully, and the white-clothed figure said.

"Sister Rakshasa, if my guess is correct, the eldest brother should go to find the sea witch, one of the six holy beasts with divination powers in the 'mirage'. The black-clothed figure also had a female voice in response.

These black and white figures are the other two sacrifices in the Skull Island whose strength falls under the High Priest Red Moon: the second sacrifice of the Skull Island is the black-clothed impermanence, and the third sacrifice of the Skull Island is the white-clothed Rakshasa .

"I don't know if it's going well, whether the strange energy of those beasts is reliable. Rakshasa said.

"Don't underestimate those anti-heaven cultivators, although they are all evolved from Jue Beasts, they can be regarded as proficient. The Chief, the Sea Emperor, has the same strength as the chief of my Skeleton Island. The six holy beasts under the seat naturally would not live up to their reputation, otherwise Brother Hongyue would not have traveled thousands of miles to find him. The black-clothed Impermanence's eyes narrowed slightly, and his expression was serious.

"What Sister Impermanence said is that Brother Hongyue's judgment will not be wrong. Rakshasa replied.

"I went to the entrance of Skull Island to have a look, and I always felt that Brother Hongyue was coming back soon. The black-clothed impermanence said, and his whole body slowly melted into the stone statue as if it were unhindered.

The black-clothed impermanence of the earth's retreat technique was unobtrusive and did not have a trace of spiritual power fluctuations, even the white-clothed rakshasa could not feel the slightest bit of her place after she escaped to the ground.

"Is it so quick to leave? The white-clothed rakshasa said with his face hidden, and then his figure flashed and flew up.

"The entrance to Skull Island, then I'm going to see it too!" the voice flickered and disappeared into the mist.