Even though many of their kind have been killed by these cultivators on the ground, the dragon is the dragon, since the ancient ancestors, they are the existence at the top of the food chain, even if they feel the danger, but the deep nature of their hearts still makes them despise these "food".

For cultivators, the flesh and blood of the cultivator's body are sweeter and more delicious than ordinary living beings, which is more conducive to the growth of their strength.

As soon as they poked their heads out of the clouds, a large amount of water mist began to emerge from the dragons' boulder-like scales.

Their attack methods will not change from their previous counterparts, and they will summon real tides directly in the air.

This method was not difficult for the Grandmaster of the Seven Realms to deal with, but it was very exhausting.

In particular, the scale armor on their bodies is extremely hard, even if such a dragon stays motionless in the air, waiting for them to use their swords to cut off their heads, each sword needs to consume a lot of vitality.

However, looking up at these dragons calling for wind and rain, their huge bodies covering the sky, Qing Yao Yin just reached out and popped up a wave of qi.

There was some peachy powder in this wave of qi.

The light in the dim yellow eyes of those dragons changed instantly, and the light of cruelty and bloodthirstiness turned into fear.

In the next instant, these dragons did not spew out the power of the body in their bodies with all their strength towards these people below, but flew up in a panic.

This thousand heavy dust mountains are the sword formations arranged by the night owls with themselves and those sword slaves and many famous swords, they are allowed to enter but not to go out, these dragons are flying in the dust mountains in a panic, but they are lost in it, and they can't find a way out, the huge body surging vitality and the power in the dust mountain collide, making many grand banging sounds, like many giants constantly ringing bells in the air.

"It's better to tame than to raise, and that's true. ”

Looking at such a simple picture of these dragons being lost in the Thousand Heavy Dust Mountain, thinking about his master's evaluation of these cultivators of the Minshan Sword Sect in the past, the Thousand Tombs couldn't help but shake their heads.

Then his gaze fell on the body of the cultivator of the Imperial City's old worship lineage whose spine had been broken several times, and it took him a lot of effort to finally squeeze out some of his natal vitality from his body.

A cloud of black gas condensed into a small black tombstone at his fingertips.

A hole opened in the ground beneath the cultivator's body, and a larger tombstone rose up and melted into the cultivator's body like a phantom. Then the practitioner's body sank into a rift in the earth.

"I can't imagine that you have such a powerful Yin God and Ghost Method. Qing Yao Yin looked at the black-robed young man and exclaimed with a free heart.

Qian Tomb hung his head, without any pride, and even corrected him with some sadness: "It's not my means, it's what my master left me." ”

Qing Yao smiled generously, he looked at this respected junior, his eyes were full of praise.

"You happened to be here, and this thing might be of some use. ”

The eldest grandson, Qianxue, took out a cocoon from his sleeve and handed it to Qing Yaoyin.

Qing Yao was stunned.

This is really a cocoon, the appearance looks no different from an ordinary cocoon, but there is no normal cocoon in the world that is much bigger than an adult's fist, and the most important thing is that the silk woven into this cocoon is like a thin piece of ice, and the cold air emitted makes the surrounding water vapor form frost flowers.

"What is this?" he asked subconsciously.

"Strictly speaking, this is originally your Minshan Sword Sect's thing, he brought it out in the Minshan Sword Society, because he sensed that it could devour the Netherworld Cold Qi to cultivate, so he handed it over to me. The eldest grandson Qianxue glanced at Qing Yaoyin, then looked at Ding Ning and said.

Qing Yao Yin suddenly frowned, "That Frost Worm?"

He took the cocoon handed over by the eldest grandson Qianxue, feeling the chill that even he felt stinging, and an unbelievable feeling surged in his heart.

Yutai Guan Jian was also completely stunned, he had also sensed the chill emanating from the sleeves of the eldest grandson Qianxue before, but he just thought that it was some kind of weapon of the eldest grandson Qianxue, or the breath that naturally oscillated from the exercises he cultivated.

He had no idea that this powerful aura would come from such a strange cocoon.

"I'm also curious. ”

At this moment, Ding Ning's voice rang out. He looked at Qing Yao, who was frowning deeply, and asked seriously, "What is the arrangement in the depths of the belly of the Minshan Sword Sect... Or rather, what are you trying to do in there all year round? ”

"Purely using some drugs to induce, maybe it can produce some blood changes. ”

After a pause, Ding Ning then asked, "However, some low-level beasts, no matter how abnormal they are, they can't have a reborn change like this Frost Worm. Naturally devouring the right amount of vitality, especially being able to fuse the cold qi of the Nine Nether King Sword on her body, which was impossible for many of the strongest abyssally alien beasts to do. ”

Qing Yao Yin listened carefully to Ding Ning's every word, he didn't answer Ding Ning's question first, but first asked: "When did this Xuanjing insect start to form a cocoon, and did there any abnormal changes occur before the cocoon?"

"After I went to Donghu, this Xuanfrost insect grew horns, and at that time, it was not an exaggeration to say that it was a young cold Jiao. ”

Ding Ning looked at him and said, "When I go from Donghu to Yinshan, this Xuanfrost insect will begin to form a cocoon. ”

"So fast. ”

Qing Yaoyin's face became extremely solemn, and there was inexplicable shock in his eyes, and then he answered Ding Ning's previous question very simply and directly: "We have cultivated a ghost dragon. ”

"Dragon?"

Ding Ning couldn't help but breathe.

Qian Tomb may not have heard of many things about the Great You Dynasty, and he has not yet felt a strong shock, but even the eldest grandson Qianxue couldn't help but widen his eyes.

"We spent a lot of time making a cold abyss by taking advantage of the Minshan Mountains, and then scrutinized a lot of records in the secret books of the Ghost Dynasty, and really cultivated a Ghost Dragon. Qing Yao Yin didn't play any dumb riddles, and quickly said directly: "This Xuanfrost Worm is one of the previous attempts, and it has some ghost dragon blood on its body, mainly to observe its reactions and changes corresponding to some elixirs. It was not surprising that it was able to fuse some Yuan Qi cultivation, but it was so drastic that it should be because of this Nine Nether King Sword. The Nine Nether King Sword is the coldest sword in the world, and it should be related to the Emperor and this Dragon. ”

Speaking of this, he glanced at the Thousand Tombs.

Everyone understood what he meant at this glance.

The inheritance of this kind of vitality is probably similar to the inheritance of Master Yan and the thousand tombs.

"What are you going to do when you raise this ghost dragon?" Ding Ning took a deep breath and asked.

Qing Yao was silent for a while, and said, "Enter the palace and kill Zheng Sleeve." ”

Everyone was shocked.

After a few breaths of silence, the eldest grandson Qianxue spoke, saying, "So at this moment, Baili Suxue should have gone to the Changling Palace." ”

"If he succeeds, Zheng Sleeve will already be dead. Qing Yao nodded, he couldn't help but look back in the direction of Changling, and said softly, "I hope he can succeed." ”