82_82410 Chapter 550 Hidden Legend (II)

As soon as the puppet king finished speaking, Ye Qingcheng stretched out his palm and pushed out its soul shadow.

"Whoosh!" a cyan shadow, like a green snake, instantly flew out of his palm. The left scale vine is once again powerful, and the Yin Soul is its delicious meal, and the more powerful the Yin Soul is, the more delicious it is. Of course, a peak soul of the level of the Ancestral Dragon Soul, it can't help it.

It swelled abruptly in the air, becoming like a cyan dragon, quickly entwining the puppet king's ghost, and then, with its head outstretched, stared at the terrified puppet king with the one eye on its head, stuck out its bloody tongue, and greedily licked and licked its sharp teeth, drooling from its mouth.

"What the hell is this?!" the puppet king's ghost was instantly terrified.

"Huo Huh!" The tadpole head of the left scale vine stretched out suddenly, directly biting half of the puppet king's face.

"Ahh However, the left scale vine bit its soul body, and it did not let go, and was dragged by it and disappeared into the east.

"What kind of monster is that?" In the black river mussel, a small black head stretched out, and the black-armored goblin looked to the east and asked in surprise, "Why is the puppet king so afraid of it?"

"It's a soul-devouring relic raised by the eldest brother. Yu Chiyan explained: "Specializing in devouring yin spirits and evil ghosts, it will not do us any harm. ”

At this time, the army of parasitic beasts rushing around had rushed to the foot of the mountain and was frantically climbing towards the mountain.

"The left scale vine won't miss, right?" Liu Beishui overlooked the crimson beast tide under the mountain.

"The puppet king is far from the realm of heroes, and his soul should not be able to escape-" Before Ye Qingcheng's words were finished, the army of parasitic beasts rushing below made a strange move. They were like puppet armies that had lost control, suddenly stopped rushing, then turned their heads in confusion to look at the surrounding situation, and finally, they turned into clusters of igneous crystals, rooted in the mountainside and ground, like a sea of fiery red flowers blooming under the mountain.

At the same time, a long cyan shadow flew back from the east, and the left scale vine completed its mission, feasted and flew back comfortably.

To Ye Qingcheng's surprise, a little golden markings flashed on its forehead, and it seemed to have signs of evolution.

"It's about to enter the growth period?" Liu Beishui said in surprise, "When the time comes, you can use it as the hardest rattan lock." ”

The left scale vine flew in front of Ye Qingcheng, stretched his neck, and then let out a loud burp, and a wisp of pale silver spiritual smoke. The spiritual smoke condensed into the form of a wind dragon in the air, and finally spun quietly, connecting end to end, forming a wind dragon gate.

"Little one, you are here alone to blame the poor, come with us. Yu Chiyan stretched out his head and said to the black-armored goblin.

A longing light appeared in the eyes of the black-armored goblin, but he shook his head and said, "Without the consent of the Wind Dragon Ancestral Soul, none of our creatures here can break into other ancient realms. ”

"There's no hurry. Ye Qingcheng said to Yu Chiyan: "Let's take care of the injury first, and then search the Fire Crystal Tower to see if there are any treasures, and take them away together." ”

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Half a month later.

Another ancient world, the Ancient Sand Realm. The land is covered by a dark purple desert, and a bright "moon" hangs from the sky, and the space-time lake here is undamaged, but it has been abandoned. More than a thousand years ago, the guardian here, the Purple Sand King, left with Yuntian.

The dark purple desert, in the clear moonlight, emerges with a fascinating, hazy purple light. This is a beautiful ancient world, and it is only natural that a beautiful legend has occurred. It's just that the original legend is not known to the world.

In the purple desert, there is not a trace of wind, and it is as quiet as a sleeping woman.

A crescent-like spring is surrounded by ancient trees, forming a small oasis. The spring is teeming with elegant, primeval fish, a few beautiful dragon-scale birds, and the sound of insects in the grass decorates the tranquility. Under a thick feather-leaved ancient tree, there is a small courtyard, which has been barren and abandoned for a long time.

On the ground, an eternal wind dragon gate by the crescent moon spring appeared, and a layer of silver light appeared, and several figures were passed over one after another.

"Wind Dragon Gate!" Yu Chiyan seemed to have won the bet, and said with a smile: "The abandoned Gusha Realm, there are no guardians here. ”

"Nothing to be happy about. Liu Beishui said: "The fire realm and the wind realm are always waiting for us. ”

Ye Qingcheng looked around and found that this place was quiet and elegant, not like a place of trial at all, but like a good place to retreat. At the same time, he also noticed the small courtyard behind him, and after a little soul search, he said, "There is no one here anymore. ”

As he spoke, he walked first to the courtyard. The door of the courtyard was ajar, the walls were covered with ancient vines, and the courtyard was desolate with weeds. There was a house in the courtyard, and as the door of the hall was pushed open, a quaint atmosphere came to the face. The furnishings in the hall are very simple, and there is no too elegant decoration, and every object is covered with dust.

On the wall facing the door, a white spirit painting hangs, which is also stained with a layer of dust. Ye Qingcheng walked over, took a deep breath, and blew away all the dust on it.

In the light dust, a beautiful picture unfolded in front of everyone.

In the painting, at dusk, a man and a woman sit on a purple sand dune, looking at the clouds in the western sky. The picture is quiet and peaceful, the man is wearing a cyan robe, judging from the back, he is in the age of young and middle-aged, and the woman is elegant, wearing a purple neon dress, this is their back, and there is no physical contact. However, it can be seen that there is an intimacy, enviable respect and mutual admiration between them.

Staring at the picture, Liu Beishui first felt that something was wrong, and then he said in surprise: "Big brother, is the man in the painting our old man?"

"It seems to be. Ye Qingcheng nodded and said.

"The old man has descendants!" Liu Beishui said in surprise.

"How do you know?" Ye Qingcheng was even more surprised.

Liu Beishui keenly pointed to the waist of the woman in the painting, although she was sitting with her back to them, but her waist was a little too slender, "This senior's waist is not bent forward abnormally, which is a sign that she is pregnant with Liujia!"

"Can you see this?" said Yu Chiyan incredulously.

"I'm a pharmacist!" Liu Beishui said, "These details can't escape my eyes. This female senior must be pregnant. ”

"Why haven't you heard Uncle Yu mention it?" Ye Qingcheng muttered: "This is a big deal, Master has a queen, and that is the most orthodox crown prince of the Yun Clan." ”

On the ground, in the moonlight of the front door, a shadow was cast.

"This is the trigger that provoked the battle in the North Sea. A drunken voice came from the door.

Ye Qingcheng and the others were suddenly startled and hurriedly turned their faces. There was nothing in front of the door, but there was a dark figure of a man on the ground. Then, a series of calm footsteps sounded, as if there was a transparent person, walking in the room, and then sitting on a chair covered with dust, and a curious voice came: "You outsiders, you outsiders, don't know how the Battle of Beihai broke out?"

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