At the entrance of the Lushan Underground Palace, an ancient cave winds downward, I don't know where it leads, there are bursts of killing machines overflowing, and ordinary monks can't resist it at all.

This is the fourth time that Yan Kuan has come to the entrance of this Lushan Underground Palace, the first time he is just a lifespan, and he doesn't even dare to stay for a long time after finding this entrance.

The second time he came over, it was after slaughtering the two elders of the Jiujiang Peacock vein, and put two sect master-level magic weapons into it. The third time he tried to break into it, and finally retreated under the powerful killing array. And this time, he was bound to win.

Yan Kuan took out the Nine Dragons Holy Bronze Seal and the Heart Protector in his hand, propped up a light curtain, and walked down step by step, the hole was very deep, straight into a huge underground palace below, and in the end, there were forks in the road everywhere, and there were ancient caves everywhere, and ordinary people would definitely get lost when they came down.

The further down he goes, the more powerful the killing machine becomes, this kind of harsh environment, even the monks of the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm can't bear it, and if they stay for a long time, they will definitely lose their bodies. This is also the reason why Lushan obviously has a purple dragon vein but no strong power, and it is also the root cause of the depletion of the purple dragon vein.

Yan Kuan quickly found the dragon bird cone and dragon bird crutch that he threw into it a few years ago, both of which were powerful magic weapons, and they were also of some effect to him now, and after sealing them in the sea of suffering, he continued to move forward and came to the depths of the underground palace.

This is the heart of Lushan, where the flames are blazing and lifeless, and there is a huge altar in front of it, trapped by iron chains. When he arrived at this place, the murderous aura materialized, like a killing sword ringing loudly, even the sect master-level figure couldn't bear it, and couldn't approach it.

The blazing flames rushed in, and it turned out to be a powerful fire spirit, even if the king touched it, it would turn into ashes, but Yan Kuan had the protection of Emperor Yan, but he was not afraid of this.

Yan Kuan held a number of ancient weapons to protect his body, the heart guard was worn at the vital point, and the Nine Dragons Holy Bronze Seal was held in his hand, and he came to the altar carefully.

On the altar, the iron chains of unknown materials shimmered with a cold black light, and even this fire spirit could not fuse it. And a person is locked on the blood-colored altar, and a breath of time rushes in, as if it has existed for thousands of years.

I don't know if it was the firelight, or if the man's hair was like this, as messy as red weeds, and there was almost no flesh and blood left all over his body, only dry bones.

What a powerful figure this is, he is trapped here, and this killing machine alone makes it impossible for the sect leader to get close. It's a pity that after the endless years have passed, this person can't still be alive.

The fire spirit burned him to the bone, and if you looked closely, his torso and head had been severed. His adversaries, fearing his resurrection, locked him up here, tortured for thousands of years, chained to the altar and worn away by the spirit of fire.

"It's a pity."

Yan Kuan really wanted to refine this corpse that was at least a saint level into a protector, but it was a pity that there was a killing array engraved on this altar, most of which were saint-level, and he didn't dare to take risks.

"This topography map is in hand, it's time to go to Longhu Mountain next."

Yan Kuan bowed carefully, and then flew to the top of the altar and looked down from above, there was a stone map carved on the altar, which was clearly visible. After carefully writing it down, he collected some fire essence to replenish it, and then quickly left the dungeon and rushed in the direction of Longhu Mountain.

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The ancient magic circle on Longhu Mountain, deep in the burial ground of ninety-nine small dragon mountains, before the cave of the ninth dragon mountain, Yan Kuan came here with a familiar car. This mountain is the most majestic and magnificent, a waterfall hangs down from the dragon's mouth, a piece of white expanse, up to a thousand zhang, self-sealing burial place.

This dragon mountain has bursts of purple steam, which is submerged in it, and the weather is extraordinary. There are many rock walls on the mountain body of Longshan, all of which are like fine scales, one after another, connected together, and occasionally open and close, really like dragon scales, the whole dragon mountain is lifelike.

The quasi-emperor Rong Cheng's means are against the sky and dare to make trade-offs, and this place nourishes the spirit with the immortal god tree, so that this dragon mountain has a god and lives. This is the ultimate dragon mountain that can be cultivated the day after tomorrow, almost the same as the ninety-nine dragon mountains in Kunlun, with all kinds of incredible abilities.

More importantly, it houses powerful monks. Some of these monks will turn into zombies, and they are more dangerous dragon zombies than the drought.

On the Kunlun Immortal Land side, a sect master-level drought demon allowed Yan Kuan to finally break the situation after many times of planning, and the existence buried here is even more dangerous, at least three kings and one half-saint, breaking through is undoubtedly the most stupid.

Yan Kuan carefully explored the road for a while, his chest was equipped with a heart protection mirror, and in his hand were the Nine Dragons Holy Bronze Seal and the two Sun Shooting Divine Arrows that had been refined. This great sage killing weapon Wei Nengqi can slaughter the sage, and it gives Yan Kuan the confidence to break through here.

Suddenly, his vest was cold, and he felt that the dragon scales of the Dragon Mountain in front of him seemed to be moving, and this ancient Dragon Mountain was showing signs of recovery, which was not a good thing.

He didn't rush on, but based on the place to run Di Yan, Di Yan submerged into the earth, it seemed that he had refined something.

His stop was three days, and at noon three days later, the scorching sun was in full swing, the golden god behind Yan Kuan was shining, and a black arrow shot out. The Fish Leap True Dragon Secret Technique plus the Jinpeng Extreme Speed and the Sun Divine Arrow were added, and Yan Kuan passed the level thrillingly and rushed into the Dragon Cave.

The dragon cave is dry and clean, with a breath of peace, there is an ancient coffin in the center, simple and ordinary, there is no surprise, this is actually a yellow mud coffin.

"Boom~~~"

Yan Kuan used his divine power to barely push the yellow mud coffin, and the entire dragon cave was full of visions, and suddenly it was full of brilliance, and all the walls were veined, and there was an overwhelming majesty, and the people who shine can't open their eyes.

The sky is full of brilliance, the cave wall is shining, the fairy aura is dense, and it is full of colors. In the ancient cave, all kinds of patterns are presented, all of which are ancient characters, difficult to understand, written in every corner, blooming with immeasurable brilliance.

At this moment, the entire Dragon Mountain was covered by immortal light, and an amazing aura was diffused, and the whole body was cyan and shining, as if it was about to be resurrected.

Yan Kuan moved his body with difficulty, although the coffin was made of yellow mud, but it weighed more than 10,000 yuan. But fortunately, he had expected it before he came here, the Nine Dragons Holy Bronze Seal blessed his body, and with the help of the power of the Nine Dragons, he reluctantly removed the yellow mud coffin.

Under the heavy mountain-like yellow mud coffin, two bone fragments appeared, similar to the bone diagram obtained in the red pine nut coffin, both of which were original rubbings of the immortal treasure map. Counting these two bone diagrams, plus the one that Yan Kuan obtained from the Vatican Holy Palace in the West, he obtained four bone diagrams.

Yan Kuan's eyes flickered with flames, and his face was full of excitement, "The three newly obtained bone maps should be enough for me to deduce the terrain map in the center of Kunlun." In this case, it's time to go back to Kunlun and change the blood of that broken-mouthed Ryoma. ”