Motowei dared to let the death qi enter his body, which was due to his understanding of the remnants of Jingtan.

In Xuan Mo's memory, these bones in the Jingtan are dragon bones, in this case, the dead air filled in this quiet pool must also come from the dragon clan, how can the dead air of the dragon clan hurt Xuan Mo!

Surrounded by dead air, as if immersed in warm water, Motoo looked satisfied and enjoyed. Ying Long's soul shadow disappeared into Yuanwei's body with a long roar, and the entire Jingtan returned to its original calm.

It's just that the dead qi is constantly transformed into Yuanwei's own spiritual power, and the spiritual power is rushing and surging in the spiritual veins, and the spiritual power in Yuanwei's body is agitated, and the realm that has not been broken through for a long time begins to show new signs.

Feeling the change in himself, Yuanwei's confidence doubled, and he turned his head and told Baiwei: "Senior brother, find a hidden place to retreat, maybe I will stay in the depths of this backwater for a while!"

Bai Wei was a lot relieved to see that the dead qi did no harm to Yuanwei, "Although the junior brother is reborn, you must also be cautious! I also hope that the junior brother can take my Shenxiao Shield away from the other side and lead me away from the pursuit of the Candle Yin Hunter!"

Motoo laughed and stepped into the backwater with his head held high.

The stagnant water smelled the scent of the living, and before Motoo even stepped into it, he had conjured up all sorts of fierce faces, or screaming grimaces, or zombies wielding stumps and severed arms, all of which roared at him.

But when Yuanwei entered the water on his toes, the stagnant water immediately changed its appearance, and thousands of faces were all gentle and docile, as if Yuanwei was one of them!

Feeling the stagnant water around him as smooth as silk and as warm as a baby, Motoo's heart was extremely happy, and he plunged into the bottom of the water with a long roar, swimming straight to the depths of the pool. In the backwater like ink, Yuanwei galloped in front like a proud mustang, followed by countless excited ghosts, and the entire backwater pool was like boiling water in a kettle, the water surface was flooded with turbulent waves, and the dead air in the still pool became thicker invisibly.

Yuan Wei never thought that this seems to be only about a hundred acres of backwater pool Jingtan is so deep, and after he dived nearly a thousand feet, he vaguely saw the real bottom of Jingtan. The bottom of the pool is also paved with huge axes and chopping stones, full of man-made atmosphere. It turns out that this Jingtan is a huge project built here by the ancients! This project is so big, but 20,000 years ago, Xuanmo didn't know anything about it.

Yuanwei suppressed the doubts in his heart and slowly searched at the bottom of the pool. After half a pillar of incense, Motoo finally found some majestic monster in the deepest part of the backwater. The monster towered like a mountain, surrounded by a city wall, and the strangest thing was that there were subtle ups and downs between the absorptions. And in the midst of the monsters, a powerful air current rose into the sky, carrying the stagnant water to form a raging spring column.

Motoo wondered what kind of living thing the monster was. But even though he watched from afar for a long time, the monster always maintained the same posture. In the end, Motowei finally put his mind down and slowly leaned in. After a while, it became clear that the monster was a giant dragon entrenched!

Once upon a time, Motoo listened to the gossip in the world, and with the memory of Xuanmo, he thought that there was no real dragon in this third realm.

But who knew that there was a giant dragon hidden in the depths of the backwater of this most dangerous pool! This dragon should be the predecessor of the dragon clan!

The dragon coiled at the bottom of the water, like a small mountain, its blue body wrapped in stagnant water, barely discerning its original color. The scales on his body are the size of a copper basin, and his body hundreds of zhang long is entrenched in layers, and his huge head is buried deep in the center and has fallen into a deep sleep.

As the dragon absorbed, the thick dead air in the wings of its nose stirred up violent waves of qi, which was the origin of the central spring pillar of the Stady Water Pool, and this dragon was the real source of dead air in the Silent Pool.

"How can this dragon exhale dead breath?!"

Yuanwei circled the dragon a few times, but he was never able to find the slightest impression of the dragon in Xuanmo's memory.

"Excuse me, who is the senior?"

Yuanwei relied on the fact that he was also a dragon in his previous life, and finally couldn't help but ask.

The dragon seemed to be sleeping deeply, ignoring Motoo's higher and higher inquiries.

Motowei was annoyed by the question, and finally waved the snake staff to condense the ink dragon and hit the dragon. The ink dragon gently passed through the dragon and pounced far away.

It turns out that this dragon is not the main body, but just an ethereal dragon soul!

Whose dragon soul is this? With such a huge and real dragon soul, the realm of that person's body should at least be a heavenly immortal, right? Yuan Wei thought wildly and even burrowed into the depths of the dragon soul, but there was no way to truly awaken it.

Disappointment gradually grows, and Motoo already wants to turn around and leave, but a thought appears in his mind. Maybe this sleeping dragon soul also needs to manifest its soul to wake up?

Yuanwei's spiritual power entered the soul, and the soul shadow Ying Long quietly appeared on him. The dead water is ink, but the soul shadow of Yuanwei is a little darker, and the thousands of ghosts and ghosts who originally followed Yuanwei's side saw Yuanwei's soul shadow, and they all retreated, trembling and began endless worship.

Almost at the same time, the dragon finally moved, and it raised its massive head, staring around with blank eyes, and finally discovered the existence of the tail after a moment. And at this moment, Motowei realized that the dragon had a thick iron chain tied around its neck!

The dragon soul stared at Yuanwei, and after half a sound, Mu Ran spoke, as if asking himself and as if he was a little surprised, "Ying Long?"

"Junior, don't know who the senior is?" asked Motoo loudly.

"Who am I?" the dragon muffled to himself.

"yes, who is the senior?"

"Who am I, who am I?" the dragon's voice rose higher and higher, its expression full of confusion and even anger, and its massive body began to writhe.

The dragon's anomaly also caused strange fluctuations in the stagnant water, and the thousands of melted resentful spirits scattered and fled one after another. Yuanwei still wanted to ask, but he didn't guard against being hit by the dragon's tail, and his whole body flew out lightly.

And in the Jingtan, the tide of stagnant water that occurs once in a thousand years has flooded twice in a hundred years, and this time it is even more ferocious than the one experienced when Yuan Wei first entered the Jingtan a hundred years ago.

Flapping his huge scales and suspended in mid-air, Motowei watched the stagger devour the entire Jingtan, watched the stale water climb rapidly, and watched the central spring pillar become more turbulent, Motowei knew that even if he found the giant dragon soul again, he couldn't ask anything, so he turned his head and rushed out of the Jingtan and disappeared beyond the increasingly thick dead air......

In a certain cave in the stone wall of Jingtan, Baiwei looked at the Shenxiao shield behind Yuanwei through the cracks in the stones, and looked at Yuanwei's departing figure and secretly made up his mind, "Yuanwei, when they meet again one day, if you still retain your original kindness, I Baiwei will recognize you as the master......"

Outside Jingtan, Feng Rundong and his apprentice Qiu Tong were already anxious.

"Master, how long will it take for the Ancestor to come back, the Great Elder has only given us a month!" Qiu Tong asked Feng Rundong.

"Your master has come and gone like the wind, and he will definitely come back soon!" Feng Rundong seemed to comfort his apprentice and himself.

Before Feng Rundong's words fell, a black figure quietly appeared in front of them, this figure was so ethereal, like a layer of extremely faint smoke, without a trace of weight floating.

Feeling a kind of dead air, Feng Rundong pulled his apprentices and jumped back vigilantly, and when they stood still, they found that the black figure was actually the Yuan Wei they were waiting for!

"Master!" Feng Rundong exclaimed in surprise.

"Hmm. You take me to Yanjun City!" said Motoo.

"Uh-huh!" Feng Rundong was full of joy, "Since you left, my wife has always washed her face with tears, and this time I will bring my master back to the county guard's mansion, she will definitely be happy." ”

"Uh......" Motoo smiled bitterly, "This time, I'm not going to find Sister Youlan......"

"Why ......" Feng Rundong looked shocked, "Master, could it be that something really happened between you and your master to make you delay your return?" You must know that the relationship between these two people needs to be sincerely maintained, although Nie Cai and I quarrel every day, although it seems that I am bullying him, but every time at the end, one person takes the initiative to admit his mistake. During your absence, my wife has been thinking about you all the time, for the sake of my wife's infatuation, you should give in and go to my wife once!"

"I didn't go to see Sister Youlan, it's not that there was a problem between us. When you see Sister Youlan, you must tell her that Yuanwei is always concerned about her. However, for the sake of her safety, I could not see her...... Feng Rundong, after you take me into Yanjun City, I will teleport to Luoying City......" Motoo explained.

Feng Rundong was puzzled, she wanted to ask something more, but Yuan Wei waved his hand and didn't want to say more.

Yuan Wei grabbed Feng Rundong and Qiu Tong and broke through the air like a lightning speed, and just a few days later, the three of them had already appeared outside Yanjun City.

"Brother who protects the city, open the city gate for my ancestor and master!" Qiu Tong shouted loudly to the guards on the city gate.

Since Nie Youlan inherited Yuanwei as the county guard of Yanjun City, Nie Cai, Feng Rundong and their apprentices naturally became the head of the guards of Yanjun City. When the guards on the city tower saw Feng Rundong and Qiu Tong returning, they naturally opened the city gate and welcomed the three of Yuanwei into the city.