The rippling water waves in the sky gradually dissipated, and a purple bone dragon slowly appeared in shape, and the old woman with a violent face stood on its closed right paw, staring at Xiao Yang coldly.

"You're not dead yet?" his eyes narrowed slightly, Xiao Yang raised his right hand and wiped the blood on his face without care.

"I haven't killed you yet, how can the old body take a step first. ”

Scanning the surrounding space, the old woman said coldly: "A water spirit bead took the lives of three first-order spirit emperors, even if you are buried here, you are worthy of pride." ”

The Spirit Emperor is strong, but it is not a cabbage on the side of the road, and the death of the three Spirit Emperors is undoubtedly a big blow to the Bone Gate.

"It's two. Xiao Yang looked at the old woman from afar and smiled faintly: "There is another one, whose life is relatively hard, and she survived by luck." ”

"Summoning the Ethereal Rose. The cloudy old eyes raised slightly, and the old woman said indifferently: "The old body has long wanted to see how strong the legendary mysterious beast is, and it will attract countless strong people on the continent because of it. ”

"As you wish, however, you can't see the ethereal luo, this mysterious beast can show you. ”

In Xiao Yang's faint laughter, a thick black mist surged up in front of him, and the King of Ten Thousand Nights, who was holding a black scythe, stepped on it with a cold look in his eyes.

"It's ......"

The old woman's face changed for a while, and the old woman's voice vibrate: "King of Ten Thousand Nights?"

In addition to the ethereal luo, Xiao Yang actually has a mysterious beast!

Many powerhouses on the continent can fight to the death for a little trace of the mysterious beast, and Xiao Yang not only has the mysterious beast, but also has two?

"Great!" "Great!" her complexion gradually recovered, and the old woman's eyes burst out with excitement: "After killing you, the ethereal Luo will be handed over to the bone gate, then this King of Ten Thousand Nights will be the old body." ”

"Purple Hell Dragon, be light, don't be careless, kill it. Excitedly spreading her black wings, the old woman shot back and appeared thousands of feet away.

"Purple Hell Dragon. His gaze fell on the purple bone dragon, and Xiao Yang's face was slightly dignified.

Purple Prison Dragon, one of the branches of the Purple Dragon, has a real dragon bloodline, extremely strong, thousands of years ago across the Northern Regions of the Spirit King powerhouse Tan Xu, and a Purple Prison Dragon to conclude a spiritual covenant.

At that time, the four regions of the continent, east, west, north and south, were far from being as stable as they are now, and the continuous wars all year round had involved countless spirit masters, and blood flowed like rivers.

Under the frantic attack of the Southern Regions, the Northern Regions were almost lost and precarious, in order to prevent the spirit masters of the Northern Regions from being enslaved after the defeat, countless strong people rose up to resist and kept the land of the Northern Regions at the cost of their lives.

Tan Xu, who was one of the more famous in that war, with the strength of the seventh-order spirit king, took his own purple prison dragon to kill a ninth-order spirit king in the southern region with great difficulty, making the weak situation in the northern region be pulled back by life.

However, after the war, he was also seriously injured and fell at the same time as the Purple Prison Dragon, otherwise, he would be one of the peak powerhouses in the Northern Regions now.

"Do you know how much the old body paid to get the remains of the Purple Prison Dragon? ”

With the eyes of a treasure, she kept looking at the bones of the Purple Prison Dragon, and the old woman's voice was filled with unconcealed pride: "Tan Xu's cemetery is located in the Styx River, and the old man stayed there for three months, and finally succeeded in salvaging the remains of the Purple Prison Dragon. ”

Hearing this, Xiao Yang's mind roared.

This skeleton is Tan Xu's Purple Prison Dragon?

Looking at the smiling old woman, Xiao Yang's eyes suddenly became cold, and a strong anger surged out of his heart little by little.

In order to protect the Northern Regions, Tan Xu and the Purple Prison Dragon both died in battle, and a few years later, not only did they not get the respect they deserved, but the bones that should have been silent were insulted like this?

"You also think that the bones of the Purple Prison Dragon are very suitable for my bone gate, right?" The old woman didn't seem to notice the change in Xiao Yang's mood, and her laughter was hoarse and ugly: "Such a precious skeleton, how can it be easily wasted, when there is a chance, the old body will collect some materials and refine it." ”

"King of the Nights, kill her. Xiao Yang spoke softly, and in his flat voice, the killing intent was restrained.

If you don't kill this old woman, he won't go back to the Thirteen Peaks today!

"Huh!"

As if turning into a cloud of black smoke, the figure of the King of Ten Thousand Nights flew straight across the air, and the scythe blade in his hand flickered with cold light, tearing through the air and slashing down.

The target is the old woman's neck.

"Purple Hell Dragon!" the old woman snorted coldly.

"Smack!"

The bone tail of the purple light flowed on the blade of the Ten Thousand Nights King, and the sparks burst out, and the latter's body shot out hundreds of zhang.

"Roar!"

Entrenched around the old woman, the Purple Prison Dragon roared.

Even if it is only a skeleton, but in its voice, there is an undisguised dragon power, if it is really tempered according to the secret method of the bone gate, maybe in the holiday time, it will return to its former demeanor.

But now, or then, it is not a real Purple Prison Dragon, but merely a corpse with no sense of life.

"In the end, it is an Emperor Dome-level spirit beast, and it can no longer be treated with the attitude of dealing with a Nirvana-level spirit beast. ”

Looking at the King of Ten Thousand Nights who was pulled back by one tail, Xiao Yang shouted in a condensed voice: "High-level Nirvana-level spiritual skill, Ghost Ripple!"

The spiritual power on the scythe blade was permeated, and the fierce light in the eyes of the King of Ten Thousand Nights flashed, and it immediately swung horizontally, and the large space in front of him quickly twisted at this time.

"What a strong spiritual skill!" The old woman was not surprised but rejoiced: "In the end, it is a mysterious beast, after today, this powerful mysterious beast belongs to me!"

"Roar!"

With a wide bony wing, the purple prison dragon's mouth opened, and a purple mist, like a tide, suddenly erupted from its throat.

"Boom!"

The two attacks collided in the middle, setting off a whirlwind of winds, and in the midst of it, a black shadow swept by, and the sharp scythe blade slashed towards the purple prison dragon's head.

The core of the bone gate's bone quenching method is at the location of the former spirit core, as long as it is destroyed, the false life activities of the Purple Hell Dragon will be completely stopped.

"Good boy, it seems that he has a lot to do with my bones. ”

The old woman sneered again and again: "However, do you think that in this way, you can smash its spirit core, it is really naïve, Purple Prison Dragon, let him see how terrifying your speed is." ”

"Bell, bell!"

The sharp scythe blade, and the bone claws of the Purple Hell Dragon, in a dazzling posture, kept colliding, and the crisp sound of collision exploded in the sky one after another.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, a dull explosion rang out, and the bodies of the Purple Prison Dragon and the King of Ten Thousand Nights retreated at the same time.

And at this moment, a cold light flashed in the eyes of the King of Ten Thousand Nights, and the black chain on his right arm turned into a black line with a bang, and the sharp tip shot towards the head of the Purple Prison Dragon.

"Smack!"

(End of chapter)