"Roar!!"

"Card!!"

"Whew!!" all kinds of roars came and went, obviously the words and spirits here were stimulated by the dragon, and they moved here one after another, and it was strange to say that these words and spirits were not afraid of the dragon's unique dragon might.

"Youlong, well done, but these are not very strong!" Murong Lan looked around, and the words and spirits gathered around him didn't have a harmony, "We don't need any of these!"

"Childe said so, then destroy it all!" "The ghost dragon roared and rushed towards those spirits. These spirits are formed by the souls of various beings combined with some special factors here, so they also have physical bodies, and only when they are surrendered will they become true spirits and merge into the human body.

"Mo Ping said that anyone can obtain the spirit of words, is this really the case?" Seeing the Youlong show his might, Murong Lan didn't know why he suddenly had this idea, but seeing that the Youlong had such a combat power when he exerted some of the power of the cold iron, Murong Lan was still very satisfied, and when he used the Youlong Huang Blade again, he would definitely be able to improve his combat power even more!

Each claw of the ghost dragon will kill a spirit of words, and each tail will be swept out, and several spirit spirits will also be thrown away, "Childe, these are too weak!" That's right, these spirit spirits are not divided into the realm of the spirit according to the realm, and the black dragon transformed by the ghost dragon has no realm to speak of, she only needs to continue refining and fusing the power of those precious materials to continue to strengthen, especially the mysterious cold iron, which can change the season and time of a continent.

"Well, grab one, let's have a good interrogation!" Murong Lan didn't plan to move on, it was too troublesome.

"Okay!" After answering the voice, the Youlong returned with a round-looking spirit of words, and now the Youlong could leave Murong Lan a few miles away.

Murong Lan's right eye widened, and a coercion struck, and the spirit of the words immediately trembled, and his mouth began to say something constantly, but Murong Lan couldn't understand a word of what came out of his mouth - Murong Lan only learned some language through book comparison, but he couldn't understand it.

"Damn, I don't understand!" Murong Lan frowned.

"That's useless!" said the dragon, and the tail swept the spirit of speech away and exploded into pieces in the air, the current dragon is completely different from Xiaoqing, and Xiaoqing was still relatively gentle at the beginning.

"There should also be a flow of group life here, after all, it has existed here for countless years, and Yan Ling doesn't want to be subjugated by the evil clan~" Murong Lan pondered, and his divine thoughts continued to extend in one direction. This world is no different from the Heavenly Firmament Continent, and there are no restrictions on time, space, and divine thoughts again.

“······” The dragon didn't bother, just lay on the ground and waited quietly.

Three hours later, Murong Lan opened his eyes, "Found it!" With that, with a left hand, the dark dragon comprehended and blended into it, and a delicate black dragon pattern appeared in the palm of his hand.

It would be easy to do it with a destination, and a teleportation Murong Lan came to the place he discovered, there are many words and spirits here, and in terms of strength, many of them are in the Void Realm, and there are also two Tiangang Realms.

"Two Tiangang Realm!" Murong Lan hesitated, although he had also stepped into this level, but after all, he had never fought against the Tiangang Realm, and the most powerful opponent in the past was the Sky Devourer;

"You are not an evil clan, who are you?" How could those two people from the Tiangang Realm not pay attention to Murong Lan, and the voice of one of them remembered in Murong Lan's ears.

"I'm a Terran!" Murong Lan said.

"Of course I know you're a Terran, and I'm going to ask how you ended up here!?" the man continued.

"Of course it's to surrender the spirit of words!" Murong Lan didn't lie, and replied directly.

"Hahaha!" the other Tiangang Yanling laughed, "Do you have a way for the evil clan to surrender to the Yanling?"

"Huh?" Murong Lan frowned, the young man of the evil clan really didn't tell him about this method, what did they mean by the evil clan?

Just as Murong Lan was pondering, the laughing Yan Ling continued, "Don't say that there is no chance, as long as you can defeat Yan Ling and make them completely surrender, but can you do it?"

"If you don't surrender, you will kill!" Murong Lan said through gritted teeth.

"Hahaha, Yan Ling is not afraid of death, coming in here is no different from death!" "Tiangang Realm Yan Ling continued, "So the evil clan must have a way to surrender Yan Ling, otherwise Yan Ling will not surrender even if he dies!"

"That's right!" the Tiangang spirit who was the first to speak continued, "So the evil clan chooses the spirit of speech, it is important to be strong, but it is even more important to suit yourself! and the spirit of words will also increase with the strength of the master······

"Okay, it seems that I was tricked by the evil clan!" Murong Lan interrupted the other party, "Then how strong is the strongest spirit in this world?"

"What is thrown into it is the soul that has returned to nothingness. The one who laughed out loud replied, this speech didn't seem to be high, and Murong Lan replied whatever he asked, "After all, this is the place of trials of the evil clan and the place of inheritance, so none of the people who came here made it to the realm of returning to the void." ”

"Then how did you become the Tiangang Realm?" asked Murong Lan.

"Kill each other, kill each other, and gain the power of each other!" This time it was another spirit who replied, neither of them showed up with each other, but only communicated through the means of divine souls, "What other questions do you have?"

"Well, it seems that I was indeed tricked by the evil clan!" Murong Lan let out a long sigh and said, "You have a tacit understanding with the evil clan, right?"

"That's right, a few days ago, an evil clan came and said that someone would come to surrender the spirit of speech, and we must kill that person!"

"Do you have this ability?" said Murong Lan disdainfully.

"It should be no problem, otherwise how can we have two Tiangang Realm together!"

"It really makes me angry!" Murong Lan said, his divine thoughts turned into an attack method, and almost at the same time, two figures broke through the air.

"Terran, you're us off!" speaks with a crystalline voice all over his body, and every movement has the sound of crystals colliding.

"I still have a question, who is your strongest, where is it?" Murong Lan said loudly holding the Youlong Huang Blade in his hand.

"It doesn't hurt to tell you, his name is Phantom Shiro! Tiangang is at the peak of Quancheng!" The somewhat mentally handicapped Yan Ling looks also mentally retarded, and his head is triangular, forming a round shape with the fat body, but his hands are knife-shaped, his mouth is full of fangs, and there are some small worms wriggling all over his body, which is really disgusting to see.

"Childe, I don't want this kind of speech!" Youlong's voice trembled a little, it was the kind of nausea that caused the trembling.

"If you want it, I won't do it!" Murong Lan swallowed, this guy exuded a foul smell.

"What are you muttering?" asked the disgusting spirit.

"How many Tiangang Realm are here?" asked Murong Lan.

"Eighteen people, including Phantom Juro!" said Crystal Yanling.

"Okay, let me ask you one last question, where is Quancheng?" Murong Lan no longer paid attention to disgusting words, but people are like this, the more they don't want to see it, the more curious they are, and their eyes glance at it from time to time.

"To the north, 30,000 miles!" disgusting Yan Ling also found Murong Lan's gaze, so this sentence was accompanied by the sound of gritting his teeth, and he himself knew that he was not welcome, even the position where the crystal Yan Ling stood beside him was far away.

"I can't bear it anymore!" Murong Lan said, quickly transformed, and his third eye stared at the disgusting spirit, followed by five Murong Lan appeared beside him, and six Heavenly Desolate Seals were printed in the air. The result was obvious, the disgusting spirit whose power was sealed was directly shattered by the Heavenly Desolate Seal.

"Huh~" extinguishing the disgusting speech spirit, Murong Lan felt a little relieved, turned his head to look at the crystal speech spirit, the other party was so frightened that he trembled, he didn't feel anything just now, his companion was killed, how could it be?

"You······ You ······ Time?" Crystal Speech stammered a little.

"That's right, it's your turn now!" Murong Lan Youlong Huang flicked his blade, and a dragon-shaped blade flew towards the crystal spirit of speech.

"Youling!?" Crystal Yanling was very surprised when he saw the blade, but he still raised his arms to block it.

"Ping!" The blade was defeated, but the crystal spirit was also shocked away.

"It seems that I am indeed different from other Tiangangs!" Murong Lan was very satisfied with his strength, although that random blow had the reason for the Dark Dragon Blade, but the Dark Dragon Blade was his natal divine weapon, and that was a part of him!

"Wait!" Crystal Spirit shouted, "I'll help you subdue Word Spirit, you can let me go, okay?"