As soon as he stepped in, seeing that nothing had happened, Yan Wubian couldn't help but secretly breathe a sigh of relief. Then he didn't stop at all, and walked forward step by step, but the speed was extremely slow.

In the process, he stared at the blood-red dragon in the center of the formation without blinking. This Jiao seems to have really died, and there is no abnormality at all, as everyone feared.

It didn't take long for Yan Wubian to come to the white jade bed and stop, looking at the dragon head that was a little bigger than his body, his expression became a little strange.

"What a pure attributeless aura!"

Taking a deep breath, a wisp of aura floating by his side was suddenly sucked into his abdomen, and Yan Wubian's spirit was even more uplifted. And this wisp of aura is the aura floating out of the surrounding stone pillars.

"Is this formation just to transform the aura here into an attributeless aura?"

A trace of doubt couldn't help but emerge from Yan Wubian's mind, and then he shook his head for a while, and immediately overturned his guess. Although his formation level is not high, he can also see that this formation is extremely complex, in addition to the formation patterns on the ground, there are countless strange runes engraved on the ground, even the big bed. If it was just a formation for transforming aura, it would never be so complicated.

"If this Jiaolong is really the body of the Blood Demon Holy Lord, then I'm afraid it has been here for tens of thousands of years, and how much spiritual energy has to be absorbed by its body in such a long time. ”

Looking at the pure aura that kept coming out of the white jade bed, and continuously burrowed into the body of the dragon, Yan Wubian's heart was shocked. I really can't understand why Jiaolong, who is obviously out of breath, can still take the initiative to absorb these aura.

However, upon closer observation, Yan Wubian also found that although this dragon body did not have any breath of life, its flesh and blood seemed to be full of vitality under the nourishment of these spiritual energies for many years.

"Boy, get me the two horns off the dragon's head. ”

Just when Yan Wubian was still carefully observing at close range, Chi Yan, who was outside the formation, suddenly raised his voice and said loudly.

"Bastards, these people who are greedy for life and afraid of death, how do they cultivate. ”

Listening to Chi Yan's words, Yan Wubian's face tightened, and he cursed Chi Yan and the others countless times in his heart. Despite his dissatisfaction, he flipped his wrist and still took the ink sword in his hand.

Staring at the horn on the dragon's head, Yan Wubian's face hesitated for a while, and he didn't move for a long time.

"Boy, hurry up, what are you procrastinating. ”

Seeing Yan Wubian holding the long sword, but he didn't make a move, Chi Yan not far away suddenly became angry and roared wildly. The sound was so loud that the entire hall reverberated in bursts.

Yan Wubian knew that if he didn't make a move, the angry Chi Yan might really rush in immediately and attack him. His face was solemn, without any hesitation, the ink sword in his hand was quickly swung out, and a black light flashed in the air, and the long sword slashed heavily at the corner of the left corner.

"Bell!"

A sound of gold and iron resonating sounded instantly, Yan Wubian only felt a numbness in his palm, and the ink sword was even more swept away by a rebounding force.

"What a hard dragon horn!"

Looking at the Jiaolong horn that was slashed by the ink sword, there was not even a single scratch, Yan Wubian's heart couldn't help but be full of shock.

"Stupid, the Jiaolong horn is the hardest part of the dragon's body, and it is the best material for refining the magic treasure, if you want to break his head, take it out, and use your broken sword to cut it, even if you cut a thousand swords, ten thousand swords, you can't help it. ”

While roaring, a hint of joy quietly flashed across Chi Yan's face, and with a slam on the soles of his feet, he turned into a vague figure and swept forward. At the same time, Yan Minglang and Ai Yueyue's movements were not slow at all, almost at the same time, they started at the same time and rushed towards Jiaolong.

"These treacherous guys!"

Yan Wubian, who was aware of all this, couldn't help but snort secretly when his heart was relieved. He naturally knew that these guys knew that when they saw that they had even cut off the dragon horns, they didn't cause any changes, so they understood that there was no danger here, so they rushed in so eagerly.

In the blink of an eye, the three of them rushed to the side of the dragon's body without any words. As if they had already discussed, the three of them showed their weapons at the same time, and they slashed at the dragon's horns, eyes, and dragon claws with a tacit understanding.

However, at this moment, a thick and ancient voice containing cold murderous intent echoed throughout the hall.

"You juniors, you really don't know whether you live or die, and you dare to touch the old man's body. ”

With the fall of the voice, Chi Yan, Ai Yue and Yan Minglang, who were slashing towards the dragon's body, snorted in their throats, and their faces showed a look of fear, as if they had seen something to be afraid of, and their bodies flew out involuntarily, falling heavily several feet away, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corners of the mouths of the three of them.

At this time, Yan Wubian was also shocked in his heart, he had carefully explored this hall with his divine sense before, and even the body of this dragon had not been spared, and he had not found any other living beings.

However, at this moment, he sensed the fluctuation of a soul, a group of incomparably powerful souls hidden in the heart of the dragon.

Moreover, judging from the coercion and momentum of the other party's speech just now, and the means of silently shaking the three of Chiyan out, the strength of this group of souls may have reached an extremely terrifying realm, far from the cultivation realm that he knows, this kind of person is definitely not something that Yan Wubian can compete with.

"It's the Blood Demon Holy Lord!"

The other party's words let Yan Wubian know that this group of souls that was about to appear was the Blood Demon Holy Lord, from the other party's aura that gradually emanated, he could feel a strong killing force, even if it was just a soul, but Yan Wubian had no doubt that it could easily kill them without any resistance.

"I can't believe that you can break through the Cave Divine Light and come here and disturb my recovery, damn it. ”

At this moment, a cloud of red mist suddenly floated out from the back of the dragon's body, and soon condensed into a ball. In an instant, it turned into a palm-sized mini blood-red dragon, and its eyes looked down on Yan Wubian and the others.

The cold, indifferent, emotionless eyes, and the killing intent revealed on his body made Yan Wubian's hairs stand up in an instant, and he didn't expect that the Blood Demon Holy Lord, who seemed to have just woken up, would have such a bad temper before he came to his senses, and he was going to kill people directly.

In just an instant, the spiritual power in Yan Wubian's body had been operated to the extreme, and the Heavenly Sword appeared in the palm of his hand.