Chapter 109: Blood Demon Dragon

Long Qingyuan laughed, and wanted to knock on An Xueling's head again: "I can remind you that this psychic ancient jade has the power of the dragon god, and there is a vast space, which is incomparable, if it really recognizes me as the master, you won't get anything, don't cry when the time comes!" ”

Having said that, in fact, he knew very well in his heart that the recognition of the magic weapon depends on chance, not that whoever is in the hands of the thing will get it, if it really belongs to him, An Xueling is useless even if he holds the jade pendant.

"Why, let it recognize you as the master, and when the time comes, you can teach me something casually, give me something precious or something, and I will be very happy." An Xueling blinked, like a pet just waiting to be fed by its owner.

What else could Long Qingyuan say, he smiled lowly and took the jade pendant into his arms.

That's it, the little woman trusts him so much, what else can he say, just take it for her first, and when the opportunity comes, Yu Pei recognizes her as the master, and he is worthy of her.

"It's almost time, let's go to Hantan, shall we?" An Xueling wrapped the herbs on the ground with her clothes and made it into a small bag, and she was about to tie it to her body.

Long Qingyuan took it and put it on his back: "Let's go." ”

An Xueling bit her lip and smiled secretly behind Long Qingyuan.

This dress was worn by her, snow-blue, and it was carried by a big man in Long Qingyuan, which was particularly joyful.

Hantan is at the junction of the Blood Mist Forest and the Death Swamp, and when it reaches the edge of the Blood Mist Forest, there is a large huge depression that suddenly recess in, and the deepest drop is ten zhang, and Hantan is in the deepest part of the depression.

"Where does the water come from?" An Xueling asked as she walked.

It stands to reason that the water on the island should be the water of the Black Sea, but the water of the Black Sea is not cold, and the cold pool is very strange.

"The legend comes from Yao Chi." Long Qingyuan really knew.

An Xueling was stunned: "The Yao Chi where the Queen Mother of the West lives? ”

Could it be that the myths and legends of the Longyuan Continent are the same as those of modern China?

Long Qingyuan turned his head and frowned: "What? ”

An Xueling silently shed a drop of sweat: "It's nothing, you go on." ”

It turns out that it's not the same thing.,It seems that the name happens to be the same.,It's two eras and two countries that don't know how many light years apart.,The cultural difference is still very big.,Poof.。

Long Qingyuan saw that she was smiling very ghostly, and felt that he had suffered a loss, and snorted: "The water of Yao Chi comes from the glacier, and its water is cold to the bone, and it flows into the sea in the east, and after forming a cold pool, the power has been reduced a lot, otherwise even if it is at noon, you will never be able to enter the water." ”

"I see." An Xueling then understood, and looked left and right, "Then again, didn't you say that there are a lot of demonic beasts in the Blood Mist Forest, why have we been here for a long time and haven't encountered any of them?" ”

Her eyes were now full of blood-colored mist, her vision was seriously blocked, and she could only see a few feet away, if it wasn't for Long Qingyuan taking her, she wouldn't be able to tell the direction at all.

Long Qingyuan was made lose his temper by An Xueling: "Are you still looking forward to meeting a demonic beast?" ”

"It's not that I'm looking forward to it, it's that I think it's strange, why don't you have one?" An Xueling glanced Long Qingyuan up and down, "It won't be because of you, right?" ”

This guy's cultivation has reached the Chaotian realm, and even high-level demonic beasts are not his opponents, and demonic beasts have a natural sense of people who have cultivated to the highest level, so it shouldn't be because of this, they all automatically avoid it, right?

Long Qingyuan's eyes were proud: Otherwise?

As long as he didn't encounter the ancient demonic beasts, the demonic beasts in this forest, he didn't pay attention to them at all.

An Xueling's eyes suddenly turned into a peach: "The prince is mighty!" When will I be able to achieve such a level of cultivation as yours—"

"Whew!" Long Qingyuan couldn't help laughing, "You're a woman, be serious!" ”

He found that he was becoming more and more uncalm now, he was always made to cry and laugh by the little woman, and the number of times he laughed in the past twenty years or so was not as good as the smile after knowing the little woman, and her influence on himself was really getting bigger and bigger.

"As a woman, I'm serious." An Xueling said sternly, "This should be very clear to the prince, right?" ”

"Hmph." Mr. Long declined to comment.

An Xueling pursed her lips: boring.

It's just the two of them here, don't say something interesting, do you have to keep a straight face and talk seriously?

But it's not surprising to think about it, how can a person like King Yan talk to others, and he can tolerate himself saying some nonsense, which is already very magnanimous, right?

Suddenly, there was a faint vibration on the ground, as if a hair dryer was blowing violently, and the blood mist instantly became thicker, like a mountain pressing over, making people breathless.

"What's going on?" An Xueling was depressed for a while, could it be that she was a crow's mouth, and she really told the monster?

Long Qingyuan pushed An Xueling behind him and said vigilantly: "The situation is not right, be careful." ”

"How far is Hantan?" An Xueling pulled out her sword, on guard.

"It's not far ahead." Long Qingyuan pointed in a certain direction, "It should be the Blood Demon Dragon that wants to make a move." ”

"What the hell is the Blood Demon Dragon?" As soon as An Xueling heard this name, she had a very bad premonition, could it be that these blood mist had something to do with it, right?

Long Qingyuan really lived up to An Xueling's expectations and said: "The Blood Demon Dragon is the only ancient demonic beast that can inhabit the cold pool, in fact, this blood mist is the turbid qi in its body that it expels when it cultivates, and whenever the blood mist is in full bloom, it is when it makes a move." ”

Of course, this "move", what it is like, it's hard to say, it depends on the mood of the blood demon dragon and what it needs.

"Is that so?" Only then did An Xueling understand that this was the origin of the Blood Mist Forest, and she felt even more disgusted, "How high is the magic power of the Blood Demon Dragon, and the turbid qi it expels from its body can actually permeate the entire Blood Mist Forest?" ”

This forest is not as far as the eye can see, and besides, will these mist emitted by the Blood Demon Dragon never dissipate?

"The Blood Demon Dragon has inhabited here for thousands of years, cultivating day after day, year after year, and the turbidity emitted is naturally immeasurable." Long Qingyuan probably felt uncomfortable as well, and frowned, "But this is just an illusion on our part, in fact, this blood mist doesn't make up for the entire forest, and we can't go farther away." ”

An Xueling thought about it, and asked while paying attention to the movements around her: "Then will it attack us?" Have you ever encountered it before when you wake up? ”

"I have encountered it, but the blood demon dragon generally does not take the initiative to attack humans, just wait for it to sleep again."

That's fine.

An Xueling was a little relieved, it was good to have a companion who knew everything, and he could save a lot of trouble and take a lot of wrongful paths.

The two quietly approached and came to the edge of the Blood Mist Forest, An Xueling smacked her tongue at the huge landslide that suddenly appeared in front of her, although the cold air emitted by the deepest cold pool was so far away, it had already rushed to her face, making her can't help but shiver violently.

She was about to use her Yuan Force to resist the cold, and a wisp of warmth poured into her palm, injecting into her limbs, and she suddenly felt warm and comfortable.