The sound was like a thunderclap.

The monk was sensitive to danger, and while his voice was still weak, the two of them had already made the fastest way to respond.

The water waves of the innocent water, which had been calmed down, suddenly churned, and if it weren't for the fact that the distance they had traveled was not far away, there was still room for them to return at this time, and I am afraid that they would really have to fold here at this time.

It was also when they stepped firmly back on the edge of the original cliff that the spilled water waves all tilted downward for a while, and directly rushed away from the black darkness at a speed far faster than the ordinary free landing, and the sound of the water was like a tide, and the sound of the dragon's moan became more and more audible, and it made people hear a little emotional change from the sound that sounded in bursts.

If the first drop of water woke it up, so that there was a kind of depression and distress in the sound, then the next one after another turned from a detonation to anger, and then—

The sharpness of the dragon leaping into the abyss.

In the cracked opening, a huge dragon claw poked out.

This is not an entity, even the black mist cannot change this fact, there are scars on this illusory dragon claw, some are burn marks, and on the wrist is a scar that is completely free of any unnecessary bifurcation, and it looks like a broken wound caused by a sharp sword.

And as the claw became clearer and clearer in everyone's eyes, and then poked out a dragon body, it was no longer surprising, the layers of black mist seemed to be not purely aimed at the people above, but the shackles that trapped the dragon soul underneath, and when the shackles were broken, the claws that were originally just tearing open a gap and trying to break through suddenly had earth-shattering momentum, and pulled the gap wider and wider, and then in the violent wind, the dragon soul completely soared above the black fog and coiled between the keels.

Judging from the expression of the man in purple, this one was completely beyond his imagination at this time.

But after the initial surprise and the embarrassment of suddenly turning back, there was only silence left, Lu Xingyao has always been very curious, how many means can a famous immortal cultivator like this be able to hide, for example, his hand has been closed in his sleeve again, if he is not the slightest prepared for what happened at this time, I am afraid that no one will believe it.

And the monster's actions were a bit surprising.

After retreating to safety, it was stunned for a moment, and then fell straight to the ground, the bones on its body seemed to be a little misaligned due to various injuries on its body, and the appearance of this prostrations and bows seemed a little nondescript, which can be seen from its prostrations and the unintelligible syllables in its throat, this guy is not out of fear, but clearly out of his main respect.

"Who are you?"

The dragon soul wandered around after being released from its confinement, and finally stopped its gaze on the person in front of it.

It was almost no different from the black dragon in the past scene that Lu Xingyao had seen before, but it seemed that the scars and scars of the black dragon before his death were preserved on this dragon soul, and they were all over his body in the form of imprints.

If it is a monk in the foundation building period, no matter how intact the soul is, the threat will be greatly reduced, and if he goes to the sky, he is just like that Changning lurking on the magic weapon or some treasures before his death, waiting for the opportunity to take it in the future, but the dragon soul in front of him is very different.

It still had a foul aura that had been built up over the years, and there was a vague connection to the keel at their feet, and it was this connection that gave him the power that was still there when he opened his mouth.

"And that little guy down there, what are you hiding!"

Before it could make any moves, Lu Xingyao had already turned over and jumped up from below, since it had been discovered, it was obviously pointless to hide, not to mention that the real enemy was in front of him at this time, the demon beast was clearly on the opposite side, and the so-called temporary cooperation with the man in purple was no longer very reliable, but it was her, the uninvited guest who was hiding, and there was still a little possibility of joining forces.

Thinking about it this way, she really doesn't have to worry about any targeted actions made by the fellow human.

Of course, the old trick is repeated, and it is estimated that the method of using people as a shield will not be able to exploit the loophole.

"We broke into this place by mistake, and asked my seniors to show me a way out. ”

The man in purple spoke first.

His sudden humble gesture really made Lu Xingyao unable to relate to his previous appearance, but before he could finish with the salute of a junior to an elder, he saw the demon beast that looked like it was bowing to the savior jumped up, pointing and not knowing what it was doing, and the syllables it came out of it were obviously more rhythmic than before, which may be the language that can be communicated between it and the dragon soul.

The purple-clothed man's face suddenly sank.

Lu Xingyao thought it was a little funny.

Of course, no matter how funny the scene in front of you is, you can't really laugh out loud.

The relationship between this demon beast, the dragon soul and the man in purple, how do you look at it, it feels a bit like two children fighting, beating out the adults, and the one who is more powerful starts to pretend to be a good child, but the other one is not good at speaking, but he can also tell things seven or eight points.

But this analogy is not so appropriate, after all, the dragon soul has been separated from the original physical body, no matter how strong the race was in life, and the natural instinct was enough to defeat dozens of fellow cultivators, but it did not go beyond a certain boundary, and this man's seemingly weak behavior did not mean to confuse the other party.

Lu Xingyao had never seen the real Dragon Clan of the Nine Heavens, and only had a glimpse of a little bit of the powerful demeanor of calling the wind and rain from the legends of the past, this black dragon dragon soul was a little bit different from the imaginary majesty, maybe because his body was already dead, or maybe it was because he had not grown to that point.

"What about you?"

The dragon soul turned its illusory eyes noncommittally at the demon beast that was fighting the small report, but instead turned the huge dragon head in the direction of Lu Xingyao.

There was no hidden disrespect for its might on her face, and she only looked like a little daring child.

She was not surprised to be asked suddenly, she knew very well the position of the focus in her eyes between the turn of the dragon's head, the man in purple and the demon beast might not notice this detail, but as a person who had been watching the play from that perspective, she knew it very well.

The dragon was looking at the position of the bronze mirror.

"He doesn't seem to have much kindness to you. She didn't answer the dragon soul's question first, but said to Lin Xiao in a mocking tone.