Yang Jue poked out his divine sense and confirmed that there was no important threat within a mile of the surroundings, so he flew over the Dragon Tomb, destroying the yin and yang atmosphere, and enveloping the tomb within a radius of one mile under his own breath.

Netherworld breath is a collection of death, decay, decomposition, and darkness.

Legend has it that some people specialize in absorbing this netherworld aura, cultivating a certain spell, and when attacking the enemy, they cast a spell and carry this netherworld aura, which will cause extremely strong lethality and destruction.

Yang Zhihao took out a pen and paper, checked the records of the stele one by one, and recorded as he walked.

Just as Yang Jue followed Yang Zhihao deep into the dragon's mound, a breath came from the woods, looming, Yang Jue didn't turn his head, his big palm turned into a claw, and he poked out out of thin air.

"......

The wind was strong, the small trees were uprooted, the ashes and stones were frustrated, and the figures of the three women flew up and flew in the air.

"Yang Jue, I didn't think that if I didn't see you for a day, you would become so experienced, the cultivation of the sixfold qi induction, as soon as you grabbed it, you can form a storm, tsk, I, Luo Zifei, really underestimated you. A multicolored bead rose from the top of the woman's head, her black hair rose, and her eyes flashed a ghostly dark red.

"Hehe, Luo Zifei, you forced me, I came to the Ancestral Dragon Tomb from Luohua Town, the purpose is just to accompany my brother to see the scenery on the Gentian Continent, you can't even be satisfied with this, follow all the way, I don't know what you have in mind." Yang Jue stretched out his arms and flew over, his palms fell, and the netherworld aura gathered one after another.

"Since you suspect that I will be against you, then, I will duel with you today, and if you lose, please hand over the Ethereal Sword Book and the Golden Silk Silkworm Armor, and if you win, then the three of us will leave here. Luo Zifei destroyed the reverse yuan bead and pushed the breath of the whole body forward.

"Okay, I don't see that you won't stop until you have a purpose, and today I will fulfill you and make a few moves with you. Yang Jue said coldly.

"Then you see, I'm going to do it. Luo Zifei stretched out her arms, and the reverse yuan bead emitted two rays of ghostly light, flying in the air, absorbing Yang Jue's breath of fate.

The breath of fate is the collection of currents, magnetic fields, luck, and electrocardiogram changes emitted from the pores of a person in a certain place and at a certain time.

"Let the horses come. Yang Jue said this, and the netherworld aura under his palm had already converged into a spherical shape.

"Hugh" reverse Yuan Zhu exuded a dazzling brilliance and attacked.

If it had been placed a day ago, Yang Jue might have felt that the strength of the Reverse Yuan Bead was quite terrifying, and he could easily injure and destroy himself, but today, it seems that this Reverse Yuan Bead is obviously much weaker, its brilliance is not so dazzling, and its momentum is also insufficient.

However, even so, Yang Jue still felt that the potential strength of this bead should not be underestimated.

"Boom. Yang Jue blasted out the ghostly breath, hitting the aura circle attacked by the reverse yuan bead, a shock, the impact of the qi wave, made his body fly upside down, and with a movement of his mind, the dragon spirit sword flew out of the scabbard silently, turning into a piece of starlight, and the stars blocked out, it was the third move of the ethereal sword technique, and the stars were in the sky.

"Dangdangdang......"

The Imperial Dragon Spirit Sword collided with the Reverse Yuan Bead, flashing with dazzling light, making the gray and low Dragon Tomb shine.

"Yang Jue, your swordsmanship is getting better and better, more and more temperamental, I now feel more and more that you are the most outstanding talent among the students I have ever seen, in such a short period of time, you have broken through to the sixth level of qi induction, and you have also fought against my reverse Yuan Zhu, Yang Jue, Yang Jue, if you can turn back in time and submit to me, maybe we can do something big together, but you insist on going your own way, and you are lonely and self-appreciative, which is really a sigh. Luo Zifei destroyed the yin and yang atmosphere, blasted out dozens of big palms, and in the brilliance, the air was squeezed dry.

"Less nonsense, Luo Zifei, you are no longer my opponent, if I leave as soon as possible, I can still open the net and continue to be friends with you, if you are obsessed and take it by force, I am afraid it will be you who will die." Yang Jue snorted coldly, and his body spun straight up with the power of the spirit sword colliding with the reverse yuan bead.

"Then you try to exert your best skills and use all your whole body tricks, so that I can know how good you are. Luo Zifei's mind hooked up with the reverse Yuanzhu, soared, forced down the natal breath, and fiercely covered Yang Jue, and the reverse Yuanzhu was even more violent, directly suppressing Yang Jue.

"Break it for me. Yang Jue cast the mark of a meteor and blasted it over, and the brilliance shattered in the starlight.

"Bang"

Yang Jue's body flew straight upside down, his chest was shocked, because of the yin and yang atmosphere protection, he was not injured, his body was shocked, and he fell to the stone tablet of the dragon mound, standing proudly.

At this time, the reverse Yuan Zhu was slightly shocked, his brilliance was gone, and his violent aura was also reduced a lot, but under the domination of Luo Zifei, a heavy yin and yang section, he regained his combat strength again, and a fire ignited all over his body, and he roared down again, rushing towards Yang Jue.

The stars arch over the moon

Traces of Meteors

The stars are in the sky

Yang Jue cast these three moves in a row, and the spirit sword conjured up stars, meteors, and stars, and went towards the reverse yuan bead cover, and the brilliance and starlight collided, and the strength and weakness were quickly distinguished.

Because the strength of the reverse yuan bead was slightly stronger, Yang Jue kept flying out upside down, straight into the depths of the dragon mound.

I can't beat it, I can afford to hide.

Yang Jue rebounded, shook his body, and threw himself into one of the dragon mounds.

"Hmph, I'm not ashamed to say that I'm not an opponent. Luo Zifei accepted the reverse yuan bead, destroyed the yin and yang atmosphere, probed out his divine sense, and looked for Yang Jue's location.

In the underground dragon mound, there are many white bones, and among the piles of white bones, there are scattered nuclear crystals, diamond crystals, and Taoist tools scattered in the middle.

Yang Jue flew by, gathering the nuclear crystals and diamond crystals in the dragon mound, and sensing the surrounding breath.

These dead dragons, the dragon people are all low-status races, there is no burial, even if there is a burial, the shallower dragon mound has been hollowed out, and there is not much left.

Suddenly, a huge dragon bone exuded a strong dragon aura that attracted Yang Jue.

"Dragon's breath?"

Yang Jue thought so, the human form flickered, and it fell on this huge dragon bone, and with a palm press, the countless residual breath in the dragon bone, and the dragon power were all collected and absorbed by Yang Jue.

After three breaths, the pile of keels suddenly collapsed and turned into a pile of white powder, scattered on the ground in twos and threes.

Dragon's breath

The power of the dragon

As soon as these two things entered Yang Jue's body, they converged into the sea of qi and merged with Yang Jue's true qi to produce a strong dragon qi.

It used to be a battlefield, with countless dragons killed and wounded, white bones piled up, ancient talismans, weapons left in the middle, and ghosts roaring underground.

After Yang Jue absorbed all the breath here, he casually pumped it, and a talisman fell into his hand, this is a puppet talisman, and the effectiveness on it has basically been lost.

"Yang Jue, Yang Jue, it's useless for you to hide, my Lei Yi can find you at any time, as long as you are alive, you can't escape from the palm of my hand. Luo Zifei's voice appeared above Yang Jue's head, undulating like a ghost.

"This woman is really tough. Yang Jue snorted coldly and swept towards another dragon mound.

Along the way, I collected a lot of nuclear crystals, diamond crystals, and strange weapons.

"Boom".

The heavens shake.

Luo Zifei used the reverse yuan bead to blast open a dragon mound, and landed from the sky, just blocking in front of Yang Jue, sneering coldly.

"You have lost to me, you should give me the sword book and silkworm armor. Luo Zifei scoffed.

"It's a pity that I've been letting you, but you don't know it. Yang Jue raised his head and said lightly.

"But if you lose, why don't you admit defeat, if you do this, it will only make me look down on you. Luo Zifei gritted her teeth and said.

"I didn't lose, but let you, you didn't know it, and it made me embarrassed. Yang Jue put away the spirit sword, opened his arms, and said indifferently.

"It's disgusting to think that if you say that, I'll believe you. Luo Zifei turned around, showed a set of punches, and hit Yang Jue.

"Luo Zifei, I hope you can converge and converge after seeing me display my true level today, otherwise, I will set foot in Luofu and let your family all die. Yang Jue unleashed a set of seven-step elbow kills, flying sand and stones, and white bones flying sideways.

"Since you know that I am from Luofu, I can't spare you. "Luo Zifei destroys the yin and yang atmosphere, a set of boxing techniques is like a set, the reverse yuan bead shines, releases its own energy to bless Luo Zifei, as long as the time comes, he will help the master and kill Yang Jue.

"Hopeless. Yang Jue snorted coldly, and a Heavenly Dragon Fist blasted out, taking advantage of the momentum to fly out, his palms fell, gathering the Netherworld Aura, and hitting dozens of Heavenly Dragon Fists, so as to block Luo Zifei's attack, at the same time, with a movement of his mind, the Dragon Spirit Sword flashed out, pointing directly at the Reverse Yuan Zhu.

"Boom" The two of them hedged, the sword qi, the brilliance waved, and the two quickly separated.

Yang Jue put away his sword, closed his eyes, slowly breathed, and then began to recite the spell of the little spiritualist technique in a shallow manner:

The Soul Returns!

Enter the Cultivation Door.

Gong Zhu Zhaojun, back to the first.

Qin Jian Qi wisps, Zheng Mian is a little stronger.

The trick should be prepared, and the eternal roar will be called.

The Soul Returns!

Anti-former residence.

The ground began to taunt, ghosts whispered, like ants and insects, whispering, as if there were billions of white Jiao gnawing white bones, or the wilderness of the giant meadow, the autumn wind blew the breath of the wilderness, countless ghosts who died on the battlefield began to surge, the underground broke off, the door of the underworld slowly opened, the ground began to tremble, and countless fine stones and broken soil fell from the top of the head.

"What?Spell?Is this a spell?Yang Jue, you cast a spell?Incredible, incredible, incredible?" Luo Zifei looked at the trembling earth, and her face showed suspicion.

Heaven and earth are in all directions, and there are many thieves to annihilate them.

It's like setting up a king's room, quiet and peaceful.

The high hall is magnificent, and the threshold is a little more stellar.

The layers are tired, and the mountains are higher.

The netizen Zhu is embellished, and the engraved square is connected.

There are palaces in winter, and it is colder in summer.

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