Chapter 605: Yellow Springs

These are the elders of Ferena's uncle's generation, as soon as Ling Xingyue heard that this purest and most yang thing can restrain this Yellow Spring filthy qi, she thought of the dragon breath of the true dragon, and quickly ran back, and asked Ferena, sure enough, this true dragon was born to restrain the things of the Yellow Spring, but Felena is a white dragon, and the breath is cold ice breath, to deal with the Yellow Spring filthy breath, the best is the dragon breath of the fire attribute, Ferena urgently contacted the Dragon Island, it happened that the nine fire dragons happened to be on the island, and Ferena's uncle was also on the island, but the Dragon Island was far away, and the distant water could not quench the thirst of the near, No matter how fast the real dragon takes off, it's too late.

Ling Xingyue's soldiers made a dangerous move, and after feeling the direction of the Dragon Island, they directly used the space slash to break a big hole in the space, directly connecting Yanshan Island and Dragon Island, and then received the support of Ferena's elders, and after arranging it, these ten elders of Felena directly showed the dragon god and hovered high in the sky, until the snake of the Yellow Spring entered the encirclement, and then annihilated it in one fell swoop. Although it was to annihilate this Huangquan filthy qi in one fell swoop, these Uncle Long did consume a lot of True Yuan, and now make a joke about Ferena. Ferena was a little embarrassed.

Several uncles smiled, "Little Nana, this time you can't help but eliminate the function of the trapped dragon array, and you also found the dragon blood grass, the entire Dragon Island is proud of you, a few of us are uncles, this kind of thing should be." However, when the matter is done, we will go back, and when you finish your work, you will hurry up to Longdao, and the family will be waiting. ”

Felena replied, "Yes, thank you uncles" After several uncles finished speaking, they jumped up directly, and the clouds and mist from the dragon saw a large cloud and flew away.

There are Ling Xingyue, Zhang Yishan, Zhao Jinlong, Felena and Qian Zongze left, now that the first evil has been ambushed, all that remains is to see what should be done later, this Huangquan girl also left a formation, eight cursed warlocks, and the contestants of that team and the guys who set up the boat are also gone, Qian Zongze can't let go, so ask Ling Xingyue and a few people to help find it.

This kind of thing is not the business of Ling Xingyue and his party of four, but sending people to the west and helping people to the end, since a few people have already been involved in this matter, there is nothing to shirk, and they directly return to the dilapidated ruins.

On the ruins, it is even more dilapidated, now that the snake is dead, the last bit of illusion here has been lifted, as soon as a few people entered, they found a bunch of people lying on the ground, sleeping, these people are actually contaminated with Huangquan filth, but there is no worry about their lives just to rest for a lot of time, Qian Zongze is ready to get better for themselves, he will go to the filth for them, the exercises of the Holy Light Department, it is best to do this kind of thing. A few people went up to the second floor and saw the eight miserable warlocks. The huge heart was still on the chest, beating wildly, and the blood veins were still being squeezed, converging towards the throne in the middle.

After several people saw it, they all shook their heads, and Ling Xingyue opened her mouth and said, "I think this is a lesson, many people feel that they are contestants, they are not afraid of death, they are okay with everything, look at this, they can't die if they want to, they can only suffer here for the rest of their lives, and they don't even have a day of liberation, in fact, death is not the most terrible, eternal pain is the most terrible." Several people nodded and said, "My lord, what should we do about this?" Ling Xingyue looked at it carefully, "The lives of these people are not on themselves, they are in this formation, as long as they can break this formation, these people will naturally be able to go," "Ah, you have to destroy this formation?" In other words, we have to tear down the whole stone platform? Ling Xingyue looked at it and said, "It shouldn't be necessary, this throne is the eye of this formation, directly shattering this throne, it should be able to destroy the entire formation." As soon as the words came out, Zhang Yishan smiled, "It's not simple, I'll come, my lord." ”

After finishing speaking, the figure skyrocketed, the red light of the short spear in the right hand flashed, and the entire war spear had become a red war spear, and the right hand turned slightly, and it was directly a spear, stabbing towards the throne opposite, a red light flashed, a huge metal impact sound, Zhang Yishan's short spear was directly shaken away, and there was not even a crack on the throne. "My grass" is the expectation of Zhang Yishan, with Longjing Zhang Yishan's skill is to score, not to mention the small seat in front of him, it is really hungry for a mountain, Zhang Yishan's blow can also make a tunnel. This stone throne actually had nothing to do, which really made Zhang Yishan a little faceless.

Who's next to it? Of course, it is Zhang Yishan's good brother Zhao Jinlong, at this time, if you can't be sarcastic, it is really a brother in vain. "My God, this is really full, good guy, a spear down, guess what, not even a print, chief, do you want to be a pig food trough, so measured." "My mother will make you a trough, grass, and dare to ridicule Lao Tzu, you can do it, you have one," "I can't, I just saw it, this is something to protect, it's not just a direct hit to have an effect, this kind of thing I listen to the adults, if the adults say to fight, then I will fight again." Unlike some people, when they are full, they have to eat. Zhang Yishan also smiled, "Grandson, I don't remind my brother when I see it, is it a brother?" Turning around and picking up the short spear, he looked at Ling Xingyue, "My lord, look" Ling Xingyue's eyes changed into vertical pupils again, carefully observing the flow of energy on this throne, and saw that a lot of energy was gathered here, forming a shield form that protected the entire formation.

These eight warlocks and this throne have formed a kind of formation relationship, if you don't break the formation, there is no way to kill those eight people and send them away, but if you want to break the formation, you have to cut off the energy supply of these eight people, otherwise this formation can be supported forever.

Ling Xingyue also thought about it for a long time, and suddenly thought of it, and looked at Ferena, "Miss Fei, can you spit out your cold dragon breath now?" "You mean, in the humanoid state?" "Yes" "Yes, but it's less powerful than when you are in dragon form," "What about temperature?" "The temperature is all the same." "Okay, then look at my gestures."

After Ling Xingyue finished speaking, a golden-red flame ignited in his hand, and immediately after, this golden-red flame burned on the throne, and the expressions of the eight bodies guarding the throne were already distorted, and it could be seen that they had endured great pain, crazy hearts, crazy beatings, and then, huge energy gathered on the throne and began to protect the throne.

Ling Xingyue felt the speed at which this energy energy was gathering, and began to continuously increase the temperature of the flames, and soon, the cyan and flames were already burning on the throne.