"That's pretty much it, Zhiyao wait. Shangguan Xiaoyao took out the Xiaoyao sword in his hand and thrust it into the ground, and the Dao characters appeared from the hilt of the sword again, crawling all over the land. "Formation, Soul Master Battle Body!"

The Easy Sword returned to its sheath after leaving the earth, and the half of the soul main battle body tightly wrapped Yin Zhiyao in the formation.

"Zhi Yao, this soul master battle body is here to help you resist the cold things, and leave the rest to me. Shangguan stepped out of the range of the soul main battle body in two steps, and walked forward with a feather fan in his hand.

Yin Zhiyao's voice couldn't pass through the soul main battle body, and when she tried to rush out, the soul main battle body's body condensed into an airtight wall, completely imprisoning Yin Zhiyao in the formation.

"That place is not suitable for Zhi Yao to visit, only those with strong souls can survive among the dragon resentful spirits that are constantly colliding. Shangguan Xiaoyao stopped, looking at the sky-high death and rotten breath of the valley in front of him. "And this Ten Thousand Dragon Tomb has obviously been corroded by the Netherworld Holy Land, I'm afraid those dragon corpses that have not rotted have been resurrected and waiting for me now. ”

"That's it, Zhi Yao, you are here to manipulate the soul master battle body to guard the intersection for me, and when I awaken the bloodline, we can successfully break the sealing wall, and the strong people in the True Dragon Holy Land will naturally assist us in expelling the remnants of the Heavenly Chan Holy Land and the Netherworld Holy Land. ”

Step by step, Shangguan Xiaoyao firmly stepped into the Ten Thousand Dragons Tomb, leaving only Yin Zhiyao still in the soul main battle body.

......

The robe fluttered, and Shangguan leisurely climbed over a row of shrubs like a low wall, and the scenery in front of him instantly became different.

The black pine trees, the twisted shrubs, shook from time to time as if a deadly wolfdog python was hiding inside. At first glance, there was a danger in announcing to the visitors.

Stepping on the pine needles, Shangguan Yao suddenly realized that this place was exactly the same as the Celestial Sound Holy Land Illusion in the blockade.

"This group of people in the Netherworld Holy Land, such a big piece of rotten is detained on the ancestral grave of others, aren't they afraid that there will be no peace from now on?" Shangguan Xiaoyao muttered in his heart, pulled out the Xiaoyao Sword in his left hand, and held a folding fan as a torch in his right hand, carefully groping in the Ten Thousand Dragon Tomb that was suspected of being a fantasy.

Shangguan Xiaoyao, who was moving slowly, finally failed to avoid the trigger trap, and when Jun Tianshu stepped on a pine needle, the ground suddenly sinted, knowing that there was another crisis.

"Just try a new fan!" Shangguan Xiaoyao put away the folding fan and held the nine-tailed dragon feather fan inserted in his back in his hand, and suddenly the hair of the nine dragon tails was slowly burning again.

The fire in the furnace on this feather fan made Shangguan Xiaoyao feel slightly disappointed, and it was obviously not as fierce visually as the folding fan, and it was impossible to form a three-foot-long fire sword.

But Shangguan Xiaoyao, whose killing intent had been pierced around him, felt pain in his skin, and the withered yellow pine needles on the ground were floating one by one, trembling towards Shangguan Xiaoyao.

"Forget it, just use this!" Seeing that the crisis was close at hand, Shangguan Yaoyao, who had changed flawlessly, simply waved the feather fan as a pu fan.

Suddenly, the wind swept the flames and swept the pine needles in front of him like a wall of fire, and the pine needles that had been swallowed by the wall of fire were only left with Miao Miao's green smoke.

Shangguan Xiaoyao was overjoyed when he saw this, and directly waved the nine-tailed dragon feather fan in his hand, and shot it around, and in an instant, the entire pine forest was engulfed in flames, and Shangguan Xiaoyao could no longer see a pine needle appear in his field of vision.

"This nine-tailed dragon feather fan is really different. "There was only scorched earth, fire trees, and a living creature in Shangguan Xiaoyao in the sea of fire, and the flames reflected Shangguan Xiaoyao's face, and a fierce flicker gradually flashed in the ravine.

There was a buzzing sound in the air, and Shangguan Xiaoyao couldn't help but look up, just as he saw a dragon flying overhead, and the rotten pieces of meat on his body fell down under the hot wind.

"Who is here to disturb our resurrection place?" With a loud rumbling sound, the huge dragon carrion corpse landed on the ground, spewing a rotting breath towards Shangguan Xiaoyao. "The promised day is coming, mortal monks, and our wishes will be fulfilled, and the world will become the land of our dead things. ”

The dragon feather fan in his hand waved out the airflow, isolating the poisonous breath blown by the dragon from the body, and Shangguan stood proudly in front of the huge dragon carrion.

"You, mortal monk, where did you come from?" Although the poisonous gas was isolated, the corrupted aura of the dragon body still filled Shangguan Xiaoyao's mouth and nose, if it was really an ordinary mortal monk, I am afraid that he would have been fainted by the stench of such rotting corpses.

Shangguan Xiaoyao was not an ordinary mortal monk, he directly cut off his sense of smell.

"I, I'm a person of the true dragon bloodline, and Shangguan is free. The feather fan in his hand continued to purify the air around him, and Shangguan replied respectfully. "It's really a helpless move to disturb the resting place today, the True Dragon Holy Land is now experiencing the first tribulation in history, and it is eager for the Rank Ancestor True Dragon to save it with the power of the ancients. ”

Jiaolong's slender body surrounded Shangguan Xiaoyao, and the huge dragon head swayed from side to side like a snake to look at Shangguan Xiaoyao: "The True Dragon Holy Land is about to be destroyed?

Hearing Shangguan's words, the dragon mouth of the carrion dragon suddenly grinned behind the root of the tooth, and his breath became a little more poisonous in ecstasy.

"The True Dragon Holy Land is finally going to be destroyed, hahahaha!!" Compared to its head, the dragon's neck looked so thin in comparison, it raised its head and screamed towards the sky, releasing a terrifying aura there like a mad demon.

Then he leaned down suddenly, and his fangs were about to be pressed against Shangguan Xiaoyao: "I almost forgot, you are still a person with true dragon blood." ”

The snort sprayed on Shangguan Xiaoyao's body, and there was a burst of fishy smell: "You, you should know what I am, right?"

There was a sword roar from the Xiaoyao Sword, and Shangguan Xiaoyao forcibly held it and pressed it down: "I didn't expect that such an evil thing was still suppressed in the True Dragon Holy Land, so it turned out that you should have brought in the people of the Netherworld Holy Land?"

"That's right, the dark ones in the Netherworld promise us that we will be free to be reborn after breaking through the Holy Land, and there will be no righteous ones who can stop us from recovering our land!" "So you know, true dragon bloodline, you should know about our relationship. ”

"That's right. The Xiaoyao Sword suddenly came out of its sheath, and the Xiaoyao Sword Qi instantly drew a crescent moon and shot at the dragon carrion.

The dragon carrion corpse didn't expect the sword qi to suddenly attack, and the eyeballs lost their color on the spot, and exploded into a thick pulp that flowed out of the eye sockets.

"Treacherous person, how can you have true dragon blood!" The dragon carrion, who had lost one eye and had no pain, just subconsciously got up and dodged.

"To deal with evil, I don't need moral assistance to me!" Shangguan Xiaoyao jumped up, and the Xiaoyao sword stabbed directly into Jiaolong's neck. "Dead things, go back to your resting place and sleep well!"

The Easy Sword entered, the tip of the sword peeking through the nape of the neck.

"Fire in the furnace, come!" Shangguan Xiaoyao put away the feather fan, and slapped the sword head directly with the fire in the furnace in his hand.

The fire in the furnace followed the head of the sword, all the way down the spine of the sword into the dragon's body.

"No, this kind of evil thing can't be used by people with true dragon blood...... Shangguan drew his sword and returned it to the sheath, and left the body of the dragon carrion corpse under his feet, and the dragon carrion corpse that was eroded into the body by the fire in the furnace felt the pain that he had never experienced in his life, and disintegrated into floating soil between struggles and twists, scattering and drifting away.

Shangguan Xiaoyao pulled out the Xiaoyao Sword again, and when the fire in the furnace burned on the sword, he felt a tingling in his soul, and now he found that the Xiaoyao Sword was already red from the erosion of the fire in the furnace.

"My hand hurts, and it seems that what is burning in this furnace is really the past and time of things. Shangguan Xiaoyao felt a feeling of weakness coming from the hand that was holding the fire in the furnace just now, and every time he pulled the muscles, there would be a tingling sensation, which made Shangguan Xiaoyao frown.

"How dare you kill my people. Behind a hillside in the distance, a roar came, and the rolled up layers of qi waves rushed to Shangguan Xiaoyao in an instant, and the original monstrous karmic fire was also blown out in an instant.

The feather fan swung again, and the two strong winds collided in front of Shangguan Xiaoyao, directly forming a hurricane that penetrated the sky and the earth.

"Who's talking wildly there!" Shangguan Xiaoyao also mobilized Yuan Li and responded with a roar like thunder.

"You, very good, arrogant!" came a muffled sound from the other side of the mountain, and each spit caused the earth to shake, and the charcoal and ashes on the ground shook regularly with the sound of the sound.

Shangguan Xiaoyao felt bad, there were already bursts of black light overflowing from behind the mountain, infecting the already dim sky like a cloud.

In the blink of an eye, the sky was completely shrouded, and Shangguan Xiaoyao couldn't even see his arms in front of his eyes.

"I, I used to be the companion dragon king of the True Dragon Holy Lord, but now I am the master of the death realm!" In the darkness, only this voice echoed in Shangguan Xiaoyao's ears, and even Shangguan Xiaoyao could no longer distinguish between his own up and down, left and right. "My people have been suppressed by the True Dragon Holy Land for more than a thousand years, and I have to thank the Netherworld Holy Land a lot, if it weren't for the arrival of those arrogant people, I would have to wait for a thousand years before I can break the seal!"

Shangguan Xiaoyao fumbled and pulled out the folding fan, lit a fire in the furnace beside him, and finally let his eyes see something no more than four feet away. Only then did he realize that he was no longer in the same place, and before he knew it, he had buried his feet in the powder left by the disintegration of the dragon's carrion.

The fire in the furnace successfully attracted the attention of the Lord of the Dead Realm, and his voice sounded again with surprise: "Hah! True Dragon Bloodliner, tell me what you have in your hand?"

A trace of dark silk pressed Shangguan Xiaoyao again, but the fire in the furnace that was stimulated burned more violently, and the area that Shangguan Xiaoyao could see was a little wider.

"Tell me, true dragon bloodline person, what exactly do you hold in your hands?" the voice of the Lord of the Dead Realm no longer had the contempt it had before, and asked solemnly to Shangguan Yaoyao.