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The two people on both sides of the fierce battle, one of them suddenly showed a killing move, and in an instant, the opponent was bombarded with blood and retreated, and fell to the ground with a bang, his breath was disordered and weak, and before he could fight, the cold long knife in the opponent's hand was already on his neck, and the man holding the knife sneered, "Fang Zong, what else do you have to say?" ”

The young man who was knocked to the ground looked like a normal human, except that there were two tentacles about half a finger long on the top of his head, which looked a little strange.

At this moment, the young man named Fang Zong slowly stood up, as if he was not afraid of the cold long knife in the hand of the man holding the knife, his eyes were indifferent, he glanced at the man holding the knife, and after snorting lightly, he directly twisted his head to the side, as if he was at the mercy of slaughter!

However, the man holding the knife obviously didn't want to kill Fang Zong like this, the long knife in his hand was lightly pressed against Fang Zong's neck, and he said slowly, "If I were you, I wouldn't hide anything. Hand over the things, perhaps, I will pity the last bit of dragon blood, and spare your life. Ha Lu Ha !! ”

"Divine Dragon Bloodline?" Xiao Yang couldn't help but be shocked in the dark, but he instantly became puzzled again, didn't the Demon Xuan Divine Turtle say that this little divine dragon is probably the only descendant left by the dragon god, how-

Xiao Yang didn't think too much about it, and directly summoned the Demon Xuan Divine Turtle that had escaped into the picture scroll before, and the Demon Xuan Divine Turtle looked at the little divine dragon in the strap on Xiao Yang's chest, stunned, and couldn't help laughing.

Xiao Yang glanced at the Demon Xuan Divine Turtle and said angrily, "I called you out to let you see someone." Xiao Yang pointed to Fang Zong in the distance, "What's going on with the Divine Dragon Bloodline?" ”

The Demon Xuan Divine Turtle looked over and sighed, "There are still descendants of the Dragon Horn Clan?" ”

"Dragonhorn?" Xiao Yang was even more puzzled, "What does this have to do with the Divine Dragon Bloodline?" ”

"The Divine Dragon Bloodline is just the joking name of the gods of the Divine Spirit Realm for the Dragon Horn Clan." The Demon Xuan Divine Turtle said, "The Dragon Horn Clan was originally a human race that lived in an extremely harsh environment, and later it was said that a genius ancestor of the Dragon Horn Clan accidentally obtained a drop of essence blood from the eldest brother of the Dragon Dragon, and his body mutated, and the head horns of the offspring grew two tentacles, so it was called the Dragon Horn Clan. ”

"I think that the Dragon Horn Clan was also glorious back then, and it was a powerful force under the command of Lord Dragon God. However, after the departure of Lord Ryujin, the Ryuhorn Clan also suffered a disaster and was almost wiped out! It has been many years since the descendants of the Dragonhorn Clan have appeared in the Divine Spirit Realm, and many people think that the Dragonhorn Clan has completely disappeared-"

"Back then, there was another legend-" The Demon Xuan Divine Turtle said abruptly with interest, "When Lord Dragon God sealed the passage between the human gods and demons and the Three Thousand Generations of Lu Realm, it was the Dragon Horn Clan who assisted Lord Dragon God in completing all this!" It is even rumored that the reason for the fall of the Dragon Horn Clan is that the Dragon Horn Clan has a way to open up the passage between the two realms of gods and demons and the three thousand worlds! ”

Xiao Yang's head shook, and he blurted out, "If this method falls into the hands of the Demon Gate, wouldn't it be a catastrophe——"

"Demon Gate, you may not get it, otherwise, the Dragon Horn Clan will not be destroyed." The Demon Xuan God Turtle said, "The Dragon Horn Clan is still loyal to Lord Dragon God, not to mention, the Dragon Horn Clan has a way to crack the passage between the Demon God Realm and the Three Thousand Generations of Lu Realm, this is just a rumor, and no one really knows the Dao." ”

"The Dragonhorn Clan, such a once glorious race, has also suffered misfortune—"

"What's so strange about this, even the Three-Foot Divine Palace, the First Immortal Gate, is now in the hands of the Demon Gate."

Xiao Yang nodded.

"However, why did Lord Long Shen seal the passage between the Demon God Two Realms and the Three Thousand Generations of the Demon God Realm, and he would ask the Dragon Horn Clan to help? Is there anything else special about this race? Xiao Yang asked.

The Demon Xuan Divine Turtle nodded appreciatively with a look in his eyes, "That's right, I just said that the Dragon Horn Clan's background environment is harsh - but, you can't guess that the place where the Dragon Horn Clan lives - is the Burial God Space!" ”

Xiao Yang was taken aback, "Isn't that space even the Golden Immortal Capital-"

"This is the special feature of the Dragon Horn Clan, they have a natural sense of smell like heaven favoring the space, and they actually survive in the burial god space, of course, they only live in the outer places of the burial god space, Rao is so, and it is also a death area that countless cultivators are afraid of!"

"However, after all, the burial space hindered the development of the dragon horn clan, and in order to expand the race, they moved to a better environment in their glory days - unexpectedly, in the end, they were wiped out because of the loss of the natural barrier of the burial god space."

"A unique talent for space—" Xiao Yang muttered to himself softly.

"Perhaps, this Dragonhorn guy can help you a little." The Demon Xuan Divine Turtle suddenly spoke pointedly, and before Xiao Yang could react, the Demon Xuan Divine Turtle had already yawned, "How can I say that this race also has a little bit of a relationship with the Divine Dragon Brother, since we have met, let's save this endangered Dragon Horn Clan-Also, I'm really going to sleep, don't bother me if there's nothing to do-"

The Demon Turtle disappeared in a flash.

"Dragon Horn Clan-" Xiao Yang thought about it and looked at the Dragon Horn Clan youth called Fang Sect in front of him, what he and the Demon Xuan Divine Turtle thought of was that this young man could use his unique spatial talent to help him infiltrate the Snow God Mountain!

"This one, I'm going to decide." Xiao Yang muttered to himself, and his figure quietly disappeared into the wind and sand.

"Fang Zong, have you thought about it?" The man holding the knife seemed to have enough patience for the young man of the Dragon Horn Clan in front of him, and said with a sneer, "I'm afraid that there are only a handful of people left in the Dragon Horn Clan, I think-your clansmen don't want to see a little genius in their clan who has been cultivated again with great difficulty, fall into the realm of gods like this, you choose to die, worthy of your clansmen?" ”

Fang Zong glared angrily at the man holding the sword, and shouted angrily, "Even if Fang Zong dies, he will definitely not let the clan treasure of the Dragon Horn God Clan fall into the hands of outsiders!! ”

"Clan treasure?" Xiao Yang whispered in the shadows, "It seems that this is the reason why strong people from all walks of life gather on this mountain." ”

Watch and see what happens.

"Dragonhorn Protoss?" The man holding the knife showed a mocking smile on his face, "It's just a group of humble races that can only survive in the cracks of the world, thriving for a while, and only rising for a while with the light of Lord Dragon God, in the final analysis, it's not a group of small reptiles?" Do you also deserve to possess the treasure that Lord Ryujin has bestowed? ”

Fang Zong's eyes looked coldly at the man holding the knife, "If you have the ability, kill me." ”

"I will kill you like a chicken." The man holding the knife sneered contemptuously, "I want to see if you can withstand the pain of a thousand cuts!" ”

Shout!

Suddenly, the long knife in the hand of the man holding the knife was just about to be cut down, and a gust of wind rose directly, and in an instant, a black-robed figure appeared out of thin air, with a strange figure, as if it was teleporting to appear beside the man holding the knife, and the shot was like lightning, and the man with the knife was repelled with a bang.

"Zong'er, let's go!" The voice was soft, and the black-robed old man put one hand on Fang Zong's body, just about to leave quickly, but suddenly, the space in all directions seemed to be controlled by invisible hands, and in an instant, it twisted and moved, and a small huge prison was formed between heaven and earth, suppressing the entire mountain!

"Locking the Sky Array?" The black-robed old man's face changed suddenly, and he immediately protected Fang Zong behind him, glancing in all directions with a vigilant expression-

A loud laughing voice sounded from all sides, and then a strong man's aura appeared from all directions, breaking through the air, and surrounded the black-robed old man and Fang Zong, almost at the same time, a sun umbrella rose in the sky-

"To deal with a race with a unique spatial talent like the Dragon Horn Clan, how can you not set up a lock void array in advance?" At the head of the list is a god ancestor from the three-foot god temple, named Shakukong Mountain!

Qikong Shan smiled, condescending, his eyes scanned the two of them, "The Sky Lock Array, but it was specially set up for the Dragon Horn Clan, you-don't feel strange, right?" ”

Fang Zong raised his eyes and glared angrily at Qikong Mountain, gritted his teeth, and scolded angrily, "Despicable villain! ”

"Little guy, although you are a little genius of the Dragon Horn Clan, you are not qualified to talk to me." Qi Kongshan looked at the black-robed old man with a smile, "I arranged so much, just to lure out this old guy - Fang Ran, are you the treasure that Lord Dragon God left behind?" Or, to save the life of the only genius left of your Dragonhorn Clan? ”

The black-robed old man Fang Ran's eyes burst out with a burst of hatred, staring at Qikong Mountain deadly.

"Actually, the treasure left by Lord Ryujin, how can you, a race that has betrayed the gods, have the qualifications to own?" Leave the treasure behind, and I can still leave your race a way to live. ”

"Phew! I, the Dragon Horn Protoss, have never betrayed Lord Dragon God! Fang Ran pointed at Qikong Mountain and scolded angrily, shouted loudly, and rushed into anger with anger, "It is you who betrayed Lord Dragon God!" It's you! ”

"Old fellow, don't toast and don't eat and drink." At this time, the man holding the knife scolded, raised his knife and pointed it at Fang Ran.

Fang Ran's expression was furious, his arm waved suddenly, and in an instant, a terrifying spatial fluctuation appeared, and the man holding the knife was caught off guard, and he didn't even have time to scream, so he was directly strangled by that powerful spatial force, and his body was shattered!

"Tsk, it's really the darling of the space." Seeing this scene, Shakukong Mountain was not angry but exclaimed, "Actually, the Dragon Horn Clan is not completely without a way to live, as long as you are pious and reformed, the gate of my three-foot god temple will accept you god betrayers, gods, it is tolerant——"

"Shut your dog's mouth!" Fang Zong said coldly, "Your purpose is nothing more than to get the treasure of my clan and break the secret of the passage seal—hmph, it's just a fool's dream!" ”

"Zong'er, don't talk nonsense with him!" At this time, Fang Ran's voice whispered into Fang Zong's ears, "I want to find a way to break this lock and empty array, as soon as you have the opportunity, you must abscond immediately!" ”

"Grandpa Seven—"

"Remember, you are the last hope of the Dragonhorn Clan."

Fang Ran's expression was extremely solemn, and he explained word by word.

Fang Zong endured the pain of his soul, his whole body trembled slightly, his eyes were full of hatred-