Yutai Guanjian took a deep breath, raised his head, and looked at the shadows of the dragons in the sky.

These Teng snakes are difficult to deal with, especially after the majestic wind and rain and huge waves they set off, and the sinister people of Jiaodong County often control some strange beasts that are very small in size and not easy to be perceived.

Because these strange beasts are in harmony with these wind and rain, they are very deadly like the flying swords that some cultivators deliberately hide.

But he wasn't worried about the attack of these strange beasts at the moment, all he needed was to calm his chaotic emotions.

The Minshan Sword Sect spent many years arranging the Netherworld Abyss suitable for the survival of the juvenile dragon under the belly of the mountain, and successfully hatched the dragon eggs left in the treasure house of the former Great You Dynasty, which was an absolute secret, and even the Shentai Guan Sword did not know about it.

But he knew very well that Qing Yao Yin had already entered the Seven Realms twenty years ago, and in the past twenty years, he had not spent his energy on kendo, but on studying pharmacology, studying the means of storing beasts and making demon beasts mutate.

Even if that ghost dragon has successfully hatched twenty years ago, but these twenty years are too short for a ghost dragon, and there is no difference between it and a baby in human swaddling clothes, since Baili Suxue launched this bureau to use the ghost dragon to enter the Changling Palace, then Qing Yao Yin has cultivated all kinds of strange beasts in the belly of Minshan Mountain for so many years to test various elixirs, and must have the means to make the ghost dragon grow quickly.

After all, Thousand Tombs is a teenager with a strong curiosity about anything unknown.

He had no combat power at this time, so he naturally didn't care about the terrifying-looking Teng Snake flying down from above, he just looked at the cocoon in Qing Yaoyin's hand without blinking.

The medicinal liquid dripping from the pill bottle in Qing Yaoyin's hand was a very bright vermilion, viscous as if it was the result of some kind of jade melting, but it had an amazing penetrating power, and it didn't need Qing Yaoyin's assistance to use any True Yuan at all, so it could easily penetrate into the cocoon silk.

It was a short process, but the wind and rain in the sky and the huge bodies of several serpents had already descended.

Qianji looked at Qing Yaoyin, who was still slowly, and Wutai, who was still pressing his sword and not moving, and couldn't help but think that no matter how fast the changes in this cocoon were, it was impossible to cope with the situation in front of them, not to mention how to change was still unknown, and now that no one made a move, did they really wait for these Teng snakes to directly open their mouths and swallow all of them?

At this moment, he suddenly sensed something unusual, and his gaze involuntarily fell to Qing Yaoyin's sleeve.

However, the change was faster than his gaze fell, and a sharp whistling sound seemed to resound directly in his head. A dark golden flame of light had flown out from the sleeve of Qing Yao's coat, shooting through the wind and rain without hindrance, and had already fallen on the head of a serpent led by it.

Compared with the huge head of the snake, this dark golden flame was like a drop of rain falling on its forehead, but with a poof, the head and entire body of the snake were violently shocked, as if it was smashed on the head by a giant hammer, and then a cloud of blood mist exploded on the forehead and jaw at the same time!

This Teng snake was not dead for a while, its huge body was stirring in the wind and rain like a mountain, and the heaven and earth vitality pouring out of its body suddenly formed several huge waves, exploding in the air.

The wind and rain were chaotic, and the disordered and unformed waves of water were splashing everywhere.

A mass of water fell on the body of the Thousand Tombs, drenching his black shirt.

His eyes widened, but his pupils contracted violently, and he could feel that the dark golden flame seemed to be a living thing, but he couldn't see what it was, "What is this?"

"The six-winged golden cicada is one of the fastest flying insects in nature and one of the hardest in the world. ”

When the voice of Qing Yao's voice sounded, the dark golden flame had already penetrated the head of the second Teng Snake.

Large expanses of blood bloomed in the sky, making the bloody aura even thicker.

This kind of bloody qi that exploded close at hand finally made the rest of the almost crazy Teng snakes feel terrified, and they made the most direct reaction, their whole bodies shrunk up, hiding their heads in the body, whether it was their own bodies or the vitality that wrapped them, they all turned into a ball.

In the wind and rain is a ball of meat.

Seeing that such a hideous and terrifying Jiaolong was shrinking into such a ball, Qian Tomb felt inexplicably funny, and he couldn't help laughing.

At this moment, everyone's attention returned to Qing Yaoyin's hand.

There was a clear cutting sound from the cocoon he was holding in his hand.

A small hole appeared in the cocoon formed by countless cold silks, and the living creatures that bit through the cold silk from the inside directly devoured these cold silks, and in the next moment, a terrifying qi machine bloomed.

With a light shock, the dark golden flame instantly reached the front of Qing Yao's groan, and stopped.

It was a thumb-sized cicada, as if it had been made of Ugin, and it looked like a normal cicada except for its six wings.

But at this time, anyone can sense its wariness and hostility towards what is in the cocoon.

Something that hadn't really shown up in the cocoon had obviously made it extremely nervous.

As for the Teng Snake in the sky, which shrank into a ball, its body was even more frightened to stiffen at this time, and the violent and bloodthirsty aura disappeared without a trace, and even the vitality in the body did not dare to release it outward.

The wind and rain and the waves that filled the air dissipated directly, and they froze in the air, and there was a feeling that they did not know whether to flee or fall.

Don't even dare to escape, this is an innate fear of the higher existence of the same clan.

For the real dragons, these dragon species can only be regarded as food at best.

Everyone present looked at the broken cocoon in Qing Yaoyin's hand, and knew that Qing Yaoyin's previous inference was not wrong, and what came out of the cocoon, even if it was not a real ghost dragon, was only different in appearance.

"It doesn't matter. ”

Qing Yao looked at the extremely nervous cicada, nodded, and said this peacefully.

The cicada seemed to be able to directly understand his words, understand his mind, and flew back to his sleeve.

"Need your true element. ”

Qing Yaoyin looked up at the eldest grandson Qianxue, and at the same time took out a silver pill bottle, and while carefully dripping out all the medicinal liquid in this pill bottle, he nodded at the eldest grandson Qianxue.

The eldest grandson Qianxue looked at his gaze and understood what to do, forcibly squeezed out some natal energy from his body, wrapped in those medicinal liquids and fell into the cocoon.

The cocoon in Qing Yaoyin's hand jumped suddenly.

It was a kind of excitement, and in the next moment, there was a pop, a wave of qi gushed out, and the bulging cocoon suddenly deflated into a piece of paper.

This is the official appearance of a king who can make all dragons surrender, and everyone is looking forward to their eyes wide, but in the next moment, everyone is stunned.

The eldest grandson Qianxue was silent for a while, and couldn't help but say, "You are ugly enough." ”