After Qianyue and Luoying returned to Lang Yuan, the husbands were never summoned by the emperor again.

Even Luoying seems to have been forgotten again, and he is quietly guarded.

Qianyue looked at it coldly, although Luo Ying was reciting the sutra as before, and her bearing was indifferent, but it was not the same in the end.

She secretly guessed that most of them were heartbroken by Long Miao's thin feelings.

After two months of mixing like this, she went out of the palace to meet Xiqing and others, and then it was the day of the dragon priest.

Although the Dragon Priest is an annual event in the Dragon Palace, all the times he has been there have been quietly.

Long Lumiao selected a total of ten monks, including Qianyue and the four, to set out on the road.

Among the ten people, there were four Yuan Infant Demon Cultivators, and the rest were Jindan monks, and everyone wore the moon and flew north.

After traveling for more than a month, he finally quietly arrived at the land of the dragon soul.

The Northern Barbarian of the Ten Thousand Law Realm, the bitter cold land of cultivation, the black soil under the feet is frozen solid, and the red maple is planted everywhere in sight, and the scorched black branches are twisted wantonly, and the shape is strange, like the fiery maple leaves seem to set the whole earth on fire.

Qianyue couldn't help but stretch out her hand, and snowflakes fell from the sky, through the canopy of branches and leaves, and fell to the ground one after another, but they could never dye a layer of white on the black soil.

"It's cold. "The climate of the Northern Barbarians is harsh, comparable to the glacial realm, and it is difficult for Rao is Jindan monk to resist easily.

Qianyue's cultivation was only a consummation of the golden pill, and at this time, she also held up a defensive shield like other golden pills.

"Thirty miles further on, there is the Dragon ......," Luo Ying paused and continued, "The hiding place of the Dragon Soul, you must be careful of your step. ”

Long Lumiao glanced at him and nodded approvingly, "Luoying is right, let's go." ”

The two of them spoke in an unclear manner, and there seemed to be an unfinished meaning in their words, Qianyue swept around suspiciously, and silently guarded in her heart.

The four Yuan Ying walked at the head and end of the line, protecting Long Luimao in the middle, Wen Liangyu walked on the left side of Emperor Ji, and Qianyue walked side by side with Luoying.

Her feet were on the black earth, and the sound of wind and snow, leaves, and heavy footsteps was in her ears.

In the dark red maple forest, Luo Ying's eyes quietly changed, retreating from the gentleness of the primary, adding a little treacherous.

"Luoying, what's up ahead?"

Luo Ying quietly hooked the corners of her mouth, looked ahead, and replied, "What does Chen You want to know?"

Qian Yue was silent, "What should I be prepared for?"

Luo Ying was speechless, and it wasn't until the group walked out of the twenty-mile road that he replied, "The ancient country Dragon Capital is one of the four great divine beast countries. The dragon clan is in the honorable position with the blood of the dragon, and it is rumored that there is a dragon soul in the clan to guard it, and the reputation is very high. I don't know ......"

He smiled, "As everyone knows, the so-called dragon soul is actually a suppressed evil dragon, an evil obstacle created by the Dragon clan himself. And every year's dragon priest is literally a dragon sacrifice, with living beings as sacrifices. ”

Speaking of this, the black soil under his feet was turbulent, and the red maple trees on both sides of the road quickly fell back, and the ground cracked one by one, intertwining with the abyss, forming a ground crack.

"Ka Cha ~~ Ka Cha ~~"

"It's coming. Luo Ying's laughter was still in his ears, and a dragon's roar came from the abyss, accompanied by the increasingly violent wind and snow, almost with the coercion of tearing the soul, "Whoever comes to sacrifice to the dragon priest is the food of the evil dragon, whether you can survive depends on your own ability." ”

Qian Yue frowned, and her eyes swept over the monks present, except for the Long brothers and sisters and Luo Ying, they all looked surprised and shocked.

She snorted lightly, and only said in her heart: Luoying, hide deep enough.

Everyone was separated by the crack, and Qian Yue staggered two steps when her feet were shaken, and she happened to be standing with a Yuan Infant Demon Cultivator.

In the dim sky, the vision is obscured by the wind and snow, and the evil dragon roars in the abyss, as if it is about to burst out of the ground at any moment.

At the same time, black qi emerged from the underground abyss, turning into a hideous little beast with horns on its head, and pounced on the monks on the ground.

Qian Yue's eyes widened suddenly, "Demon Horned Beast!"

The Devil's Horn is a complete monster, unconscious, fond of eating living things, relying on instinct to attack, and never dying.

In the Demon Realm, this is just the lowest level of monsters, how can an ant-like existence in the eyes of the demon soldiers appear in the Nether Realm?

Qianyue didn't have time to think about it, the calf-high monster had already fluttered over.

Although the Demonhorn Beast is not a climate in the Demon Realm, it is a very terrifying existence in the Mortal Realm.

Qian Yue couldn't continue to hide her strength, pinched the trick with her hands, and a golden "swastika" was contained in the palm of her hand, and she raised her palm and slapped it, and the heavy palm wind carried the Buddha's power and fell on the devil's horned beast.

"Woo!" the little monster let out a low scream in his throat, and his whole body was shaken by demonic energy, and he was burned in pain by the Buddha's power, but he continued to pounce on his feet unrelentingly.

Qianyue pursed her lips, and the Buddha light shot out one after another, feeling distressed in her heart, but she didn't dare to have any stagnation.

When a stubborn Devilhorn finally collapsed completely, there was an unusual sound of breaking the air on the right, like the sound of a heavy object smashing against it.

She instinctively backed away, only to see a larger Devilhorn Beast land where she had been standing, and she shook herself to get up from the ground.

Qian Yue looked in the direction where the monster smashed it, and the demon cultivator on the same cracked stone had a lucky face, apparently dodging the attack of the demon-horned beast, but when she looked at her, she was at ease.

She frowned in displeasure, then curled the corners of her mouth again.

Is this trying to pinch soft persimmons?

The guy who can't see the situation clearly!

As soon as her body moved, Chongyue's power poured into her legs, and with a full kick, the demon-horned beast that had just gotten up was kicked out, and she accurately fell into the arms of the demon cultivator.

The demon cultivator was furious and yelled, "You dare?"

Qian Yue mockingly hooked the corners of her mouth, "Dare!"

Everyone is food, and you still expect her to swallow her anger?

The demon cultivator struggled to tear apart the demon-horned beast, but under the attack of Yuan Ying, he still couldn't hit it hard, his eyes swept over the Buddha's shining Qianyue, and he hated it in his heart.

Qian Yue always paid attention to everyone's reactions, and when she saw that he resolutely turned into a demon body to fight, she knew that the other party had reached the limit.

The demon cultivated the original body, the skin and flesh were tough, and the fighting methods were more flexible, but the magic horned beast was finally pulled down and torn to pieces.

He glanced at Qianyue fiercely, and saw more and more demon-horned beasts crawling out of the abyss, and finally maintained a trace of sanity.

This kid has Buddha power, and he is the nemesis of monsters, so he will tolerate it for a while and solve the dilemma in front of him.

Qian Yue never summoned the magic weapon, her eyes secretly swept over Wen Liangyu, and saw that he was holding a golden bowl unhurriedly, and the Buddha in the bowl was full of light, and it was very easy to deal with the magic horned beast.

While killing monsters, he protected Long Lumiao behind him, his posture was calm, and he was not embarrassed at all.

Tut...... is worthy of being the darling of heaven.

When Qianyue looked at Wen Liangyu, the other party was also looking at her.

Among the ten monks, three of them actually have Buddhist cultivation treasures, which has to be said to be strange.

Luo Ying didn't mention it for the time being, since he came here, he was fully prepared.

But Qianyue and Wen Liangyu in the Jindan period were a little too eye-catching.

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