The evil spirit was directly destroyed by the dragon.

The souls of the morgue huddled together and trembled.

It's so brutal.

It's a hanging!

After solving the evil spirits, Long Xiaoxiao looked at those dead souls: "Do your duty, don't think about going the wrong way to devour your own kind and enhance your own skills, otherwise don't blame me for being unkind, you will only be abused if you come to 10,000." ”

The revenants were frightened out of consciousness and shook their heads desperately.

Only then did the dragon put the only trace of the evil spirit's soul into the spirit binding ring and locked it up, and left the morgue.

As she was about to return to the hotel, she had a sense of foreboding.

She followed her instincts and came to a cemetery in the suburbs.

Hey, isn't she here during the day?

Long Xiaoxiao felt the breath of his remnants.

Then, she found the traces left by the use of the spell during the day.

"It turns out that I misunderstood my ancestor......" Long Xiaoxiao muttered as he looked at the blood stains on the ground.

Soon, though, her eyes fell on the fallen tombstone.

In the middle of the night, the graveyard was gloomy and windy, which was particularly eerie and terrifying.

The crow chirping not far away is even more terrifying.

It's just that Long Xiaoxiao is not a human.

She tilted her head and looked at the tombstone for a long time, and her expression gradually became solemn: The ancient corpses buried in this cemetery are not simple, they were actually suppressed by magic weapons!

Unfortunately, the main ritual weapon was stolen.

The suppressive formation has been loosened, and sooner or later the contents of it will break through the ground.

"People nowadays really like to die!" Long Xiaoxiao scolded in a low voice, "Even if that magic weapon is a good thing, not everyone can stand it, idiot!" ”

That magic weapon suppressed the things inside for so many years, and it has been contaminated with evil energy, and sooner or later it will turn against the person who stole the magic weapon.

The dragon rose into the air, raised his hand and waved, and the tombstone was erected again.

Immediately after, Long Xiaoxiao heard a muffled scream.

Long Xiaoxiao smiled and alternated his palms in front of his chest, summoning a ball of light and smashing it to the ground.

The invisible wave of air exploded, and the ground trembled.

A wisp of black gas rushed out of the ground and rushed forward like lightning.

The smile in Long Yaoyao's eyes became thicker, and he took out the black chain and flung it forward.

The chain grew infinitely, chasing the wisp of black gas.

After a while, the black qi was like a substance, and it was firmly bound by the chain and retracted into Long Yaoyao's hand.

Long Xiaoxiao pinched the black qi and sneered: "In front of your Dragon Ancestor, you dare to want to run?" ”

The wisp of black gas struggled desperately.

But the more it struggled, the tighter the chain tightened, as if it were about to break it in two.

"Any idea what this is? This is the treasure of the dragon family, a chain made of dragon bones, if you are scattered, it will really be scattered, don't think about condensing again! Long Yao said coolly.

Hei Qi seemed to understand and stopped struggling.

Long Xiaoxiao glanced at the cemetery, the white bones in the coffin had turned into powder, and there was no possibility of doing evil again.

But she still has to find the main magic weapon, otherwise, it will still cause a big disaster.

Back at the hotel, Yu Xinglang was still asleep.

Long Xiaoyao disliked that he had touched too many dirty things, so he sat on the sofa and closed his eyes to recuperate.

"Get out of the way!" When it was almost dawn, Yu Xinglang suddenly shouted urgently.

The dragon opened his eyes suddenly, his eyes sharp and terrifying, but he didn't see any danger.

Later, Long Xiaoyao found out that it was Yu Xinglang who was talking in his sleep.

The beautiful little face softened instantly, and she gently walked to the side of the bed and looked at Yu Xinglang.

I saw Yu Xinglang sweating profusely, clenching his fists tightly, and his whole body was tense.