"Let's not talk about this for now, what I'm more concerned about now is, how to collect the dragon luck qi?"

Ling Xiaoye pointed to the ring on his hand and asked, "Is it an automatic count?"

"Almost," replied the Eleventh Prince, "there are three rings issued, corresponding to the counts of different links, as long as you can discover the dragon luck qi and absorb them into the rings, then that's fine." ”

Ling Xiaoye struck while the iron was hot and asked the eleventh prince where the dragon luck was the most.

The Eleventh Prince shook his head and gave a lucky answer.

At this time, Ling Xiaoye also knew that all this was casual.

He also saw that the two teams of the second prince and the seventh prince began to be grouped.

When the eleventh prince saw that Ling Xiaoye was observing, he asked tentatively, "Shall we also separate?"

"It's up to you to decide on this question, prince. ”

This time, Ling Xiaoye did not put forward the opinion of construction.

"Now this prince wants to try it, in the first two links, our results are not bad, and in the third link, let Ling be in charge and play freely!"

The eleventh prince still said what he thought in his heart.

In fact, Ling Xiaoye also had plans in this regard.

First, this place is vast and vast, and there is actually no big problem if you act alone, even if you get lost, when the time comes, you can directly use the teleportation charm and return to the outside of the Forbidden God Island.

The second is that he wants to let the black dragon night wind come out to see if he can absorb this so-called dragon luck qi so that he can recover from his injuries.

The black dragon Night Wind is a demon clan, and Ling doesn't want the Night Wind to appear in front of these people, so as not to cause some trouble.

If one person acts, there is no such trouble.

So Ling Xiaoye responded simply: "Okay, I'll use the teleportation charm to go out when the time comes." ”

"Remember to meet at the place where we came, I'm sure Master Ling won't let me down. ”

The eleventh prince said with a smile.

After speaking, Ling Xiaoye glanced at the Eleventh Prince, gave a positive look, and then turned around and flew away.

As for how the others arranged, Ling Xiaoye didn't have the heart to guide, and the most important thing now was to find the legendary dragon luck qi.

Previously, the Eleventh Prince had described the dragon's luck like this:

Its shape is uncertain, like clouds and mist, and when it is close, it roars, and it is magnificent, but you can't see its true appearance.

But this forbidden place of the ancient gods, as far as the eye can see, is all clouds and mist, so Ling Xiaoye still thinks that it depends on luck.

Of course, he also had to try it to see if he could find this so-called dragon luck qi by casting the small spells of Su Mengyu's church.

Ling Fei walked towards the broken mountain peak west of the whirlpool, first to check what kind of situation this ancient god forbidden land was.

This broken peak, about a few miles long and wide, resembles an awl with two sharp ends, floating quietly in mid-air.

The upper part of the mountain, on the other hand, is surrounded by clouds and mist, and only the rocky soil exposed below can be seen.

When he flew near the peak, he found that the broken peak was surrounded by a faint halo.

Ling Xiaoye thought in his heart: Looking at this, there should be a shield.

But thinking about it, he still felt that only when he entered the mountain peak could he know whether there was dragon luck or not, or if there were other gains.

I think that at the beginning, the floating holy island appeared, and the big mountain peak floating in the sky was the ancient battlefield that once existed, with a lot of inheritance and treasures.

Now this forbidden land of ancient gods, no matter how you say it, there will be something else to gain.

With this in mind, Ling Xiaoye tentatively attacked the aura of this mountain peak, but nothing happened.

So he flew boldly to this peak, and during this time he encountered no obstacles and no attacks.

On this peak, it was somewhat similar to the forest outside, but there were many trees and flowers that Ling Xiaoye had never seen before.

After observing it casually, Ling Xiaoye approached these flowers and trees and dug them up.

Qinglanmen was beaten to pieces by the Han family and several other forces some time ago, and the medicine garden was also looted, and it was the time to recover at this time, so it was better to dig up some herbs and go back than to buy seeds to re-cultivate.

For a while, he forgot to come here to look for the dragon's luck qi, and the whole person was concentrated, holding an iron tool, and kept digging herbs and other things.

This broken mountain, not big or small, is not too far from the previous teleportation vortex, but on this, no one pays attention to it, and they are all passing by in a hurry.

Moreover, Ling Xiaoye also hid his aura, if he wasn't very close, he would definitely not have found it.

He was alone, in this place, and dug for an hour, probably a few hundred.

Just as Ling was about to leave, he suddenly felt that there seemed to be a spiritual vein breath underneath this place.

This has the same flavor as the spiritual vein under the Broken Yuemen stronghold in the North Pine Snow Plain, and it is even stronger.

In retrospect, Ling Xiaoye decided to continue digging deeper, and then cast the Devouring Soul to absorb this possible spiritual vein.

However, he didn't want to dig the pit with his own hands, which was too inefficient.

After thinking about it, Ling thought that it should be feasible to use the wooden magic circle, that is, the vines to forcibly open a safe hole from the ground.

In the past, his cultivation was low, and the magic circle he could maintain was relatively short, and his power was much smaller.

It's different now, at least I've reached the realm of the Illusory God Realm, and the magic circle I cast is not as weak as before.

Since being promoted to the Illusory God Realm, Ling Xiaoye had not yet cast his human body magic array, which happened to be an opportunity to see the power.

After channeling the six powers in his body, Ling Xiaoye quickly cast a wood-based magic array with the power of the Divine Tree as the array.

Several green python-like vines appeared in front of Ling Xiaoye in an instant, although they were only phantoms, they could really hit this dirt.

Rumble!

The vines kept piercing, raising up the earth and sand in the sky.

After a stick of incense, Ling Xiaoye guided dozens of vines on the ground, and forcibly opened a big hole ten feet deep in this place.

Under the big hole, I can already sense the aura gushing out.

Ling Xiaoye was overjoyed, jumped into it, and cast the Xuan Soul, the blue-purple light cluster, seeing the aura was like a hungry cow, came to the river, and drank freely.

The aura was constantly absorbed by the small blue and purple ball of light, and Ling Xiaoye took advantage of the situation to meditate in the cave.

This so-called Devouring Xuan Soul, under Ling Xiaoye's control, only specializes in absorbing spiritual energy, unlike before, everything has to be inhaled.

Half an hour passed, and Ling Xiaoye felt that the aura of this place seemed to be much thinner.