The lifeless air is floating and sinking, and the black figure is like a phantom condensed by the dead air, which makes everyone feel unreal.

"You, you, who are you?" the pretty figure that was still extremely arrogant just now began to stammer.

The black shadow didn't answer, he just waved the snake staff in his hand to condense an ink dragon, and the ink dragon was ethereal and ethereal, and he didn't know when it had quietly wrapped around the pretty figure.

"Senior brother, save me!" the pretty figure panicked.

"Who are you! Do you know we're candle hunters!" the middle-aged man scolded in a fierce voice.

"Candle hunters deserve to die!" The black shadow became angry, the body of the ink dragon swam, and the Haoyang hunter who was entangled in the dragon body was twisted into pieces without a sound!

The surrounding dead air turned into hungry grimaces, recklessly biting at this fresh soul, making the remaining few candle hunters fearful, and they all retreated dozens of feet in unison!

The black shadow suspended in the air didn't intend to let them go, he just waved the snake staff in his hand and chanted, "Exciting Spring Jue!"

"Boom, boom, boom!"

After a few loud bangs, the ground of the Jingtan shook, and several spring pillars erupted out of thin air in the mud and sand, and the black spring water washed the candle hunters into the air and smashed them into pieces. Their remnants were pulled by the stagnant water, and they let out bursts of cries and turned into part of the stagger water.

"Master, Master!" the girl who had been caught was unrestrained, and cried out to help the young woman up.

"Master, your face!" The girl realized that half of her master's pretty face had turned into white bones, and she couldn't help but scream in horror and took a few big steps back.

The young woman was not sad, she looked at the figure in the sky in surprise and shouted, "Master, Master, is that you?"

The black scales flapped suddenly, and the dead air in a radius of dozens of zhang retreated, and a clear clearing appeared at the bottom of the Jingtan Pool. The scales were retracted, and the black shadow slowly fell to the ground, which was indeed the Yuan Tail.

Motowei was dressed in ink-colored clothes, holding an ink-colored snake staff, and carrying a large gray stone cauldron behind him, and his long messy hair covered most of his pale face, which was really a strange look. If it weren't for the fact that he used the Dragon Transformation Technique to reveal his identity, it would have been really difficult for others to associate the current him with the previous Yuanwei.

"Feng Rundong?" Motoo asked.

Baiwei wanted to find a secluded place to retreat and practice, and Yuanwei naturally thought of Jingtan, and coincidentally, in this Jingtan, he happened to meet Feng Rundong, who collected stagnant water.

Feng Rundong was Yuanwei's disciple when he served as a county guard in Yanjun City, and for this smart and clever disciple, Yuanwei was also taught by Yuanwei at the beginning, and the dragon recipe that Feng Rundong relied on to become famous was from Yuanwei's hand.

"It's me, I'm Feng Rundong!" Feng Rundong excitedly threw himself under Yuanwei's knees, "Master, you are really still alive!" After that, Feng Rundong beckoned the girl next to him and said, "Qiu Tong, come and meet the ancestor!"

Yuanwei pulled Feng Rundong and the two up, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart. When he was snatched away from Yanjun City by He Qing, Feng Rundong was still just a teenager, and when they met again, she was already a middle-aged person who had broken through the Bone Refining Realm.

It's just that Feng Rundong is really embarrassed at this time, and more than half of her originally handsome face has been eroded by stagnant water, and she looks very hideous.

"I'm naturally still alive!" Motoo said with a smile, "I haven't seen you for many years, how did my little apprentice end up in such an embarrassed way!"

In addition to being excited, Feng Rundong felt the spiritual power in her body fade, and she was a little depressed, "The disciple has embarrassed the master! The master warned me many years ago not to be eroded by this dead qi, but now I let the dead qi enter my body, I am afraid that I will not be able to die well." ”

Feng Rundong's voice did not fall, but he felt a vast spiritual power injected into his spiritual veins, and the raging dead qi in her body was like seeing a cat's rat collapse in all directions, and within a few breaths of effort, the dead qi in her body no longer existed.

It's just that the left side of her face has been eroded by stagnant water for too long, leaving a permanent black scar like an earthworm, which looks very terrifying.

"Well, I'm afraid this scar will stay with you for the rest of your life......" Motoo sighed.

Feng Rundong was overjoyed, yes, it was a great luck to be able to survive the erosion of the stagnant water, how could she care about a few scars! Feng Rundong knew that Yuanwei had given him a new life, and couldn't help but kneel down in front of Yuanwei again: "Thank you Master for saving me!"

After asking about Feng Rundong's intentions, Yuan Wei couldn't help but sigh that what happened to him a hundred years later actually happened to his disciple again. However, at this time, Yuanwei had already broken through the Soul Condensing Realm, and he already had enough ability to help his disciples avoid his past hardships. He wielded the snake staff to condense several ink dragons, and the demon dragons shuttled through the dead air, capturing a large amount of dead air.

Feng Rundong was overjoyed, and she urged her disciples to take out the empty jade bottles and fill them all, and soon harvested enough dead energy.

"Master, when the Great Elder said that you were plundered away by He Qing, you didn't say goodbye, is what he said true? You can go back to the city with us! Nie Youlan's little aunt has also broken through the Soul Condensing Realm and took your place as the county guard of Yan County City after you left. For nearly a hundred years, she has been talking about Master every day!"

"Youlan ......" Yuanwei's heart was beating wildly, and he didn't miss his first partner day and night. It was Nie Youlan's company that made him temporarily forget the pain of missing Mu Wei! Nie Youlan's brutality and fiery fiery are memory wealth that Yuanwei can't and doesn't want to forget.

But when Yuanwei was kidnapped by He Qing, Nie Qiong gave up on him directly for the sake of the Colorful Spirit Tower, which made it difficult for Yuanwei to return to his home, and he could no longer stay with Nie Youlan. Later, He Qing was shot by Linghuang, but Nie Qiong was still there, and Yuanwei was still unable to return to Yanjun City. In addition, now that Yuanwei's soul is undecided, he doesn't dare to be with people close to him at all.

Yuanwei stroked the white rabbit in his arms painfully, and couldn't answer Feng Rundong at all, "You two go to wait for me outside Jingtan first!"

After that, Yuanwei grabbed Feng Rundong's master and apprentice, and the two took off suddenly, sending the two of them outside Jingtan and then reflexively disappeared into Jingtan's dead air.

Looking at Yuanwei's way of coming and going, Feng Rundong's apprentice Qiu Tong didn't seem to have woken up from the shock, "Master, is this the master ancestor that you and your uncle often mention? Looking at him, he is only about twenty years old, and he looks extremely charming, no wonder Lord County Shou never forgets him!"

"Your ancestor is an earth-shattering talent, and those who can break through from the Forging Vein Realm to the Soul Condensing Realm in just one hundred years are your ancestor except for Lord Junshou! The two of them are made in heaven and earth, and they are a pair of immortal partners!" Feng Rundong said proudly......

Yuan Wei returned to the depths of the Jing Pool, and at some point there was a rickety figure standing on the shore of the stagger pool in the center of the Jing Pool, which was Bai Wei who came at the same time as Yuan Wei.

Baiwei watched Yuanwei go and return, and asked, "Is that older girl the apprentice of the junior brother?"

Yuan Wei nodded lightly and said, "I have already sent them to Jingtan, and it would be better if Senior Brother hid in Jingtan to cultivate." However, Senior Brother must avoid this stagnant tide, because in the depths of this pool of water, there is a source of death qi that you and I cannot resist!"

"The source of death?" Baiwei said in surprise.

Motoo nodded.

Coming to Jingtan again, with the memory of the ancient times, Yuanwei understood that the huge skeleton in this Jingtan was not a rare beast, but a dragon bone!

20,000 years ago, the real dragons died and disappeared one after another, which was the greatest tragedy and mystery in the history of the dragon race, and it was because of this that Xuan Mo embarked on the road of searching for the truth and fell into paranoia and madness on this road.

Seeing that such a large number of keels remained in the Jingtan, Yuanwei was puzzled. Legend has it that this pond is an ancient beast pond, could it be that someone raised dragons here? To unlock the secrets, you may need to go deep into the depths of the backwater pool.

Staring at the fountain water column that rose dozens of feet in the center of the backwater pool, Yuan Wei said slowly: "Senior brother, you wait for me here, I want to go to the depths of the backwater to have a look." ”

"Senior brother, aren't you crazy?" Baiwei lost his voice, "This dead qi can already slow down the operation of the aura, and this dead water will definitely make people's bones disappear! The tragic situation of the apprentice being eroded by the dead water is right in front of you, junior brother must not be careless!"

"To me, this death breath shouldn't be terrifying......," Motoo said, stretching his arms and slowly inhaling a thick breath of death.

The dead air penetrates into the lungs, and the swallowing and vomiting have dispersed into the meridians, ** and even the bones of the whole body. With unbearable pain, Motoo clearly felt that his spiritual power began to slow down until it came to a standstill. Without spiritual protection, Motowei's skin began to become fragile, his nearly pale face gradually turned gray and dark, and his long messy hair also lost its luster, fluffy and gloomy like dead grass.

Yuanwei's skin was engraved with a magical paper clip by him, and at the same time that the skin was eroded by death, the golden lines continued to flash, looking from a distance, the gray flashed with golden light, and the whole person looked weird and mysterious.

After holding on for a few breaths, suddenly the blood vessels on Motoo's skin burst out, like earthworms wriggling, his eyes were round, and his eyes emitted a gray light! The pain cut Motoo's body and twisted his divine sense, and Motowei's upright body began to tremble violently and stagger!

Baiwei was shocked, he staggered back a few feet, and almost fell.

Yuan Wei was even more shocked and anxious in his heart, "Could it be that I thought wrong!"

Although he was puzzled, Motoo still put his mind down and continued to let the death qi erode in his body until it eroded his soul.

Dead in the soul, Yuan Wei suddenly felt a kind of numb crisp and refreshing!

"Guessed right!" Motoo shouted in surprise.

And on Yuanwei's body, a huge black Ying Long Demon Shadow appeared out of thin air, and under the erosion of dead air, Yuan Wei showed his soul! The slender scales flapped, and Ying Long led his neck to groan, and the dragon roared crisply and melodiously, piercing the dead air of Jingtan and spreading a hundred miles away. In the sound of the dragon's groan, the dead air in the still pool softened, and even the backwater spring dozens of feet high in the center of the pool of water became cheerful!

The extremely domineering death qi seemed to recognize the identity of Motoo, and immediately became harmless. Motowei's eroded body slowly regained its original color, the bursting blood vessels were hidden in the body again, and the golden paper patterns were also hidden in the void again.

The spiritual vein was restored little by little, and the dead qi was absorbed by the spiritual vein, which was also converted into the spiritual power of the Yuan Tail. For Yuanwei, the dead qi at this time no longer has any poison, but has become a special aura!

Motoo was overjoyed, and he was like a hungry baby and began to quickly absorb the endless stream of dead air!