Those old monsters of Yuheng in many holy places all looked nervous and extremely flustered.

Since the catastrophe in the Middle Ages, the true dragon and the heavenly phoenix have long disappeared, and there has never been a real pure-blooded true dragon and heavenly phoenix in the world for tens of millions of years.

Hearing the dragon's groan at this moment, most people's hearts were terrified, and they felt a chill from the bottom of their hearts.

"Where did the dragon chant come from?"

For the first time, the Netherworld Blood Sea Goddess, who had always been in the ancient well, had a solemn expression, and looked around, but it was difficult to understand the specific location of the dragon yin.

"Sister, there, in the dome of that palace, where the sound of the dragon's chant comes from. ”

Ziqiong covered her ears, and her original melancholy expression suddenly became vivid, as if she had discovered something interesting, and her fresh and beautiful body stood up against Long Wei, pointing to the top of a majestic building a hundred feet away.

The enchanting face of the Netherworld Goddess froze slightly, Ziqiong's cultivation has not even broken through the Purple Mansion, how can she clearly identify the source of the dragon's voice, is it possible to be stupid?

"Sister. Don't be rash, be careful, you may hallucinate. The voice of the dragon's chant is ethereal, how can you guess at will. ”

The Purple Kite Witch silently took out a small bell and tied it to Ziqiong's arm.

This is one of her personal magic weapons, the Wind Soul Bell, the pinnacle magic weapon of the highest grade, which can reduce the prestige of the outside world.

The sound of this dragon chant was enough to shock some True Monarch Cultivators who had changed the law phase, and she didn't dare to let Ziqiong get into danger.

"Sister, I heard it right, the thing that made the sound of the dragon's groan was on the dome of that palace, although this dragon's power was deafening, it didn't hurt me much. ”

Ziqiong jumped out of the purple kite's magic canopy and walked towards the palace on her own.

She could faintly feel a call, which seemed quite ancient, but quite kind, and made her want to find it from the bottom of her heart.

The purple kite witch's complexion changed greatly, and her bewitching face showed a cold meaning: "Sister, don't run around, come back to me quickly!"

As soon as her mind moved, the wind soul bell tied to Ziqiong's arm suddenly made a crisp sound, and wisps of law rippled, forming a gang qi shield half a foot away from Ziqiong's body.

As soon as she made her move, this peerless witch of the Netherworld Blood Sea Holy Land felt a huge pressure, and the power mixed with the dragon roar was even more than three points, and even she felt like she was out of breath.

As time passed, when Ziqiong subconsciously walked towards the palace, a brilliant golden light pierced through the clouds and shone half of the sky brilliantly.

"That female doll is related to the source of the dragon roar, go follow her!"

All around, ninety percent of the monks were suppressed by Long Xiao and sweated profusely, but there were also some top Tianjiao who could hard-top the coercion, saw Ziqiong's abnormality, and immediately stepped forward to follow.

Seeing this, the Netherworld Witch looked awe-inspired: "Presumptuous, whoever dares to hurt my sister-in-law in the slightest, this palace will crush your bones and scatter ashes." ”

She lifted her cloak, revealing a bewitching face like a goddess, her long purple-black hair fell down, and her bewitching and charming temperament caused most of the young leaders to lose their minds.

I saw that the purple kite is now dressed in a turquoise emerald smoke shirt, a pleated skirt with scattered flowers, water mist and green grass, if the shoulders are cut into a waist, if the skin is condensed, if the air is like a quiet orchid, and the coquettish and boneless are three points gorgeous.

"What a handsome little girl, hahaha, this girl is good, why don't you go back with me to be a fairy couple?"

In the crowd, a true disciple of the Demon Dao Great Sect roared arrogantly, and directly reached out and grabbed the Purple Kite Witch, looking at her expression, it seemed that he was planning to forcibly kidnap her.

Too many young talents were shocked by its enchanting charm, and one by one they temporarily forgot to find the source of the dragon chant, but instead put their minds on this female fairy who suddenly appeared.

"Hey, the devil is really here. Which sect's disciple is that idiot who dares to touch this poisonous rose!"

Those emperors in the major holy lands recognized the identity of the purple kite, and their faces turned pale one by one, and they subconsciously turned their heads, unwilling to look at it, and at the same time their hearts were full of schadenfreude.

The Netherworld Blood Sea Holy Land is located in the Southern Star Domain, and if you want to reach the extraterritorial battlefield here, you have to pass through at least hundreds of large and small realms, so too many monks in the Northern Star Domain have never seen its true face.

Zhu Jiudao's eyes also stared directly at the Purple Kite Witch, and the corners of his mouth kept dripping:

"Peerless beauty, if you can snatch it back and be a wife in the village, I'm afraid that it will make the two eggs drool with envy. ”

Hearing this, Di Yunxiao's eyes rolled over, and he couldn't wait to kill this rammer with a mallet.

The second egg in his mouth is the green skin that accompanied him when he was a child, and he specialized in stealing chickens and dogs in the village.

Zhu Jiudao still wanted to show off in front of such a broken household, and he really lost his face.

"Nine knives. ”

Di Yunxiao's tone was very flat, but hearing it in Zhu Jiudao's ears made him shudder suddenly.

"Boss, boss, what do you command?"

"After Tianzun Palace and your trip, you will go back to the mass grave in the small world of Queyang and stay, when will the lion in the mass grave be slaughtered, and when will I get out again. ”

Hearing this, the flattering smile on Zhu Jiudao's face froze for a moment, and a fat old face turned pale.

"No, boss, I don't want to stay in that ghost place for a moment. ”

The mass grave in Queyang Small World is actually not a grave place for fighting, but because there is no one for thousands of miles, and only a rather terrifying old lion is waiting for death there.

Ahem!

said that he didn't live for a few years, but with the cultivation of that big demon, how could he not be braided for three or four hundred years.

The reason why the mass grave is so called is because this lion demon has been squatting there for thousands of years, and the remaining dry bones will be thrown on the ground after each hunting beast, and over time it has accumulated into a mountain of bones.

If Zhu Jiudao wants to survive to the point where he can kill a peak demon of Yuheng, it will take at least a hundred years.

Thinking about the deserted cemetery where not a single bird had flown for hundreds of years, Zhu Jiudao suddenly felt creepy.

"Hmph, I'd rather let you suffer from the old lion than watch you be pinched off inch by inch by that witch, and you will be stripped of skin and grass. ”

Di Yunxiao snorted coldly, and no longer paid attention to the trembling Zhu Jiudao.

At this moment, the demon master who wanted to kiss Fang Ze was like a boiled prawn, hunched over and kneeling on the ground, his mouth and nose constantly oozing blood.

"Spare your life, spare your life..."

A slurred cry for mercy spat out from the mouth of the demon monk, he didn't expect that this bewitching and peerless woman would be such a terrifying master, only three moves, and it directly hit him hard.

With such Qingcheng's bewitching beauty and such Gaidai cultivation, if he can't guess the identity of this woman, then he will be a true disciple of a great sect in vain.

(End of chapter)