"Gollum...... Gollum ......"

Ling Daoren sat leaning against the stone wall, his hexagram clothes swimming and changing at this time, and the bamboo cane that was originally wrapped around the gourd was casually put aside. And he was holding the green jade gourd and smashing his mouth, and the wine in the gourd seemed to be endless, and he couldn't finish it.

"If I knew it was so troublesome, I wouldn't have gone this way, old man. I'll have to ask this old boy to treat me to the sake he got from the atrium when he went to the atrium. ”

After Ling Daoren learned about the seal changes in the upper part of the Great Yan Illusion Territory from Yin Qing and the others in the Huaiyu Palace, he rushed to the place where the Dragon Soul Jade was located to investigate to ensure that the Dragon Soul Jade was safe and sound.

Since Xuanhou no longer personally sat in Wuwei City, the hiding place of the Dragon Soul Jade had become a top priority. After all, no one could have imagined that such an important treasure had not been carried by Xuanhou with him, nor had it been placed in the heavily guarded Wuwei City. Ichizawa Daoren, who was entrusted by Xuanhou, and his long-time friend Ling Daoren, combined to hide the Dragon Soul Jade in a natural murderous place: Yu Yuanze.

Yu Yuanze is located in the north of Hongmeng Xue Palace, thousands of miles away from the inaccessible under a cliff, the cliff overlooks as if it was split by a sharp axe, vertically down, smooth as a fish. Yu Yuanze is shrouded in miasma all year round, and he does not distinguish the day, so it is difficult for ordinary people to get a glimpse of the whole picture of Yu Yuanze.

The location chosen by Yize Dao and Ling Dao people to place the Dragon Soul Jade should not only take into account the safety of the Dragon Soul Jade, but also take into account the spiritual power supply of the Dragon Soul Jade to the Great Yan Illusion Realm. After thinking about it again, this is the farthest distance that the soul jade can supply to the forbidden spiritual power of the Dayan Illusion Realm, and it is also an excellent place to put it.

When Ling Daoren set foot in Yuyuanze this time, it had been roughly ten years, and he obviously didn't expect the subtle changes in this place under the nourishment of the Dragon Soul Jade. Jumping down, the body protection qi around the body was eroded by the rich miasma and beeped. The hexagram clothes emitted a faint and soft light at this time, and Ling Dao people were like a rapidly falling streamer in a dark air, cutting through the silence here.

"Huh, that's ......."

There were blood stains several feet wide on the cliff, which continued to bend. The surrounding cliffs cracked as if they had been hit, and as the cracks were seen, the eyes were disturbed by the rich miasma, and the surrounding spiritual power was disordered, as if there was nothing. The blood stains all the way down are also unknown where they finally are. The dried dark red condensed into blood clots couldn't hide the burst of fishy aura, and Ling Daoren, who saw it, couldn't help frowning, and couldn't help but start worrying about the safety of the Dragon Soul Jade.

After about a stick of incense, you can already hear the gurgling sound of running water. According to his usual experience, Ling Dao knew that he was about to reach the undercurrent at the bottom of the cliff. Ling Daoren, who had been paying attention to the changes in the cliff, suddenly found that the traces of cracks on the cliff were no longer dark red dried blood clots, and the demonic blood red covered the entire cliff as far as the eye could see, and even the surface of the flowing undercurrent below was floating with the same blood stains.

"Hmph, the old man wants to see what is pretending to be a ghost here!"

Ling Dao people were fearless in their cultivation at the peak of their soul cultivation, the bamboo cane shook gently, and the green jade gourd spewed out several water columns intertwined and washed over the blood-red cliff, and suddenly the surrounding wine fragrance overflowed, which was intoxicating.

"Go!"

Ling Daoren's cane was empty, and the strong and domineering spiritual power spread rapidly around him, touching the place where the water column passed, and instantly turned into a monstrous flame, reflecting the entire Yuyuanze cliff in red. The flames swept away the dirty blood on the cliff wall in a way that swept away the air, and even the rich miasma could not withstand the scorching heat of the flames, and dissipated one after another.

"Roar!"

Ling Daoren acted so simply, and the movement was quite loud, causing a muffled roar to come from the darkness. One after another, the loud roars seemed to be venting the dissatisfaction of being the owner of this place, and the roars from far to near shook the original turbulent undercurrent under the feet of Ling Daoren, and he couldn't help but stagnate, and his hexagram clothes were also blown hunting.

A strange red light gathered, and out of the darkness came a giant walking dragon with a black head and huge horns. In just a breath, he came to Ling Daoren, and opened his mouth to bite without saying anything. The fishy smell came to the face, and the huge mouthparts were attached to the cold light, and even the filthy and yellowed saliva could be seen clearly. Looking at this posture, it seemed that he wanted to swallow Ling Daoren in one gulp.

"Good time!"

Before Ling Daoren's words fell, his figure flashed, and the phantom in place had already appeared on the huge head of the walking Jiao before it had dissipated. The walking Jiao bit into the air, and before he could even detect Ling Daoren's movements and react, he was pierced by the bamboo cane, nailed to the spot and twisted constantly, letting out a terrible hiss.

Ling Daoren didn't expect that he would be able to subdue the Walking Jiao so easily, and was about to use the soul search method to find out what was going on at the bottom of this Yuyuanze cliff, which would lead to such an abnormality.

"Bang!"

The walking Jiao, which was nailed by the bamboo cane, suddenly exploded at Ling Daoren's feet, and the blood mist that rose up made Ling Daoren a little unexpected. Even the body protection qi was tainted by the blood mist for a while, glowing with a strange dark red. Rao is Ling Dao is well-informed, and he didn't react for a while, so he had to use his spiritual power to evaporate the viscous blood mist around him.

The viscous blood mist that originally seemed harmless dissipated under the catalytic effect of this spiritual power, and quietly dissolved into the surrounding spiritual power. The blood mist followed Zhou Tian's operation and exhaled the spiritual power that ignored the protective body and entered Ling Daoren's body, Ling Daoren didn't notice the Dao for a while, only felt that the blood veins were surging all over his body, and then a sense of powerlessness struck, and he almost fell from the sky.

Ling Daoren hurriedly sealed the eight veins of his own Qi Sutra and the outside world, and suppressed the poisonous blood in his body. And the walking Jiao, which was originally more than ten zhang long, had turned into a shriveled snake at this time, nailed lifelessly under the bamboo cane, motionless.

The walker, the first born with two horns, is straight and short, and as solid as a golden stone. It has four legs, the dragon-shaped magic power is not obvious, and it often inhabits rivers and lakes. Jiao once in a hundred years, nine metamorphoses, to experience the thunder tribulation, a thousand years can once turn into a dragon soaring away. At this moment, what Ling Daoren's bamboo cane was nailed under was a piece of snake molting from the Jiaojiao.

Judging from the snake moult left behind, this Jiao has already given birth to spiritual wisdom. drove the snake to test the old man's reality and truth, which shows his caution. If this Jiaowu transforms into a dragon form, and with the strength of the old man alone, it will be difficult to deal with in this fish abyss.

Ling Dao people used their spiritual power to force out poisonous blood while thinking about countermeasures.

But he couldn't understand for a while, why such a strange beast had been bred in this mere ten years of scenery? Could it be that ten years ago, this Jiao was afraid of Yize's old boy? Thinking of this, Ling Daoren couldn't help but shake his head, and quickly denied his thoughts. Although I'm a big realm away from that old boy in Yize, I should only be slightly inferior, otherwise how could he discuss with me about such an important matter where the Dragon Soul Jade is placed?

Thinking like this, Ling Daoren couldn't help but take a sip of the wine in the green jade gourd, and even the unhappiness of being plotted by the snake just now dissipated a little. After finishing the conditioning, Ling Daoren paced towards the cave where the dragon soul jade was hidden with a bamboo cane, and did not find the darkness at all, the eyes that melted into the darkness but kept watching.