However, what Feng Budu is interested in is why Huang Lao Ghost and Fu Qiao pay so much attention to the sword of the Demon Sword Cave, is there a deeper reason for this?

Moreover, the sword of the Demon Sword Cave is obviously so important, why would Huang Lao Ghost still say it clearly in front of Fu Qiao, isn't this deliberately letting Fu Qiao entangle him?

Or is it that Old Ghost Huang is no longer afraid of Fu Qiao, even if he speaks out, it will not pose a threat to him.

Feng Budu didn't panic, and reminded Fu Qiao: "Fire monkey, the sword in my hand was indeed taken out of the magic sword cave in the Sword Forest of the Dragon Family, but I think Huang Lao Ghost told you this information clearly, I'm afraid it's a fraud!"

Fu Qiao was still confronting Huang He, it seemed that there was no conspiracy between him and Huang He, he understood Huang He's intentions in his heart, but he didn't want to tell Feng Budu.

Feng Budu saw that the stalemate between Fu Qiao and Huang He had not been broken, and he felt a little unhappy. However, at this moment, Huang He suddenly spoke: "You can only protect one of the Yanlong Soul and the Little Miscellaneous Fish, but no matter which one you protect, I will win in the end!"

Feng Budu's brows suddenly frowned, as if he understood something, Yanlong was the source of Fu Qiao's nine-turn blazing fire, if Yanlong was defeated, he would definitely have no way to escape. "Don't believe in Huang Lao Ghost, Yanlong is an ancient divine beast, true dragon bloodline, what else can threaten it!" Feng Budu tried to stabilize Fu Qiao's belief, otherwise let him deal with Huang Lao Ghost alone, he didn't know how long he could hold on.

Fu Qiao laughed: "Old Ghost Huang, Yanlong is a real dragon after all, even if he loses the body of a true dragon, even if ten emperors can't help it, you don't talk about it here!"

"Then why did you come back?" Huang He only asked.

"You ......" Fu Qiao seemed to have been caught by the little tail, and he was speechless for a while.

Huang He let out a gloomy laugh again, and said: "You have to understand, I have not been in vain in the past few hundred years, I have a general understanding of the entanglement of the three families related to the true dragon in ancient times, otherwise you think about their actions against the Immortal Mountain in recent decades, do you feel any rules?"

"Could it be you?!" Fu Qiao's eyes widened.

"That's right!" Huang He sneered.

"Why?" Fu Qiao's flames throbbed violently, "Is it for your stupid plan?"

Huang He finally let out a maniac laugh, took a long breath, and said with relief: "That's right, you know that is my faith, and I have given almost everything for it, my people, friends, and even my own flesh and blood!"

"Just to create the strongest blood corpse in the world?" Fu Qiao shouted at Huang He, "You can't bear to destroy the last true dragon in the world!

The Nine Turns of Blazing Flame turned into a giant dragon that raised the sky and swept across the temple, and the giant hall began to shake.

As soon as the Yellow Crane Law Seal condensed, a powerful wind suddenly blew around him, and he shouted frantically: "Great creation requires great sacrifice!" At the same time, seven bloody corpses rose from the ground and attacked Fu Qiao one after another.

Faced with such a terrible fighting scene, Feng Budu was shocked in his heart, and at the same time hated Huang He even more.

What an ideal? The strongest bloody corpse in the world!

The Strongest ...... Ever Blood Corpse King...... Wouldn't it sound better?

Feng Budu originally planned to flee a little farther, but the next moment he found that this seemed to be an extravagant idea, because Fu Qiao had not intended to save him from the beginning, but to seize the Sword of God in his hand. The fire dragon swept, and Huang He was busy coping, which created a glimmer of opportunity for Fu Qiao, and he swept in front of Feng Budu, and a pair of fiery red arms fell directly towards him, without the slightest intention of leaving his hand.

"He's getting stronger!"

Feng Budu only had this one thought in his heart, and he didn't have the slightest power to resist, only waiting for Fu Qiao's flame to destroy him. However, at the last moment, Fu Qiao still hesitated.

"Get out!" Fu Qiao slapped his palm on the abdomen.

Feng Budu only felt that the muscles of his body were shattered like porcelain, and his body whistled in the wind, flying upside down, watching Fu Qiao's fire dragon get smaller and smaller in his sight. Then his body began to fall, and he fell to the ground with a thud.

It was a cold, damp floor, and he should still be in the temple, but it was already another temple. The pain was so severe that he almost forgot how the internal breathing technique worked.

"I didn't expect him to shout so loudly, and he actually spared my life when he did it!" Feng Budu couldn't help laughing, "It seems that this person is also quite interesting!"

After all, most of the monks are the ones who have conquered the heavens and the earth to achieve themselves, and they only have the Tao in their hearts, and killing is no longer a big deal, Fu Qiao actually showed mercy to his subordinates in that kind of situation where the fighter plane was transient, this kind of behavior was too merciful by the standards of the cultivation world.

But, at the end of the day, he got his life back.

During the operation of the internal breathing technique, he felt a slight dragon moan, and he began to weaken and thought that it was the illusion of his own body, but soon he realized that it was a real voice, and this was the first time he heard the dragon groan of a real dragon.

The five-clawed golden dragon is a soul and cannot be regarded as a real dragon.

Slender and clear, as if it was condensed after the simplicity of the avenue, it could not be emitted by any kind of wonderful musical instrument, and at the same time, the dragon chant revealed a faint coercion, which made people have an urge to surrender. As he recovered a little, he gradually felt a burning heat in the air, coming from the inner chamber of the temple.

There are still two statues of demon gods on the left and right at the door of the hall, but these two are consistent with the outermost style at any time, but the form and appearance are different, as for what kind of demon god this is, he still can't name it.

He didn't think about it, his body recovered a little, he stretched out his hand to feel the Xuan Qi in the air, and found that the Dragon Dao Xuan Qi in his body fluctuated violently, echoing it.

"It's worthy of the Yan Dragon, there is such a powerful dragon power!" Feng Budu was a little pleased.

His cultivation had entered the False Qi Realm as early as three years ago, and it was also a year ago that he had cultivated to the Great Perfection of False Qi, although he had experienced many great tribulations and tribulations this year, and his mind had gradually improved, he had always felt that he was one step away from the Cave Heaven Realm.

The power of the dragon path may be the key to helping him break through the last barrier.

However, he will not feel the power of the Dragon Dao here, after all, Fu Qiao and Huang He are fighting in the rear, and the war will soon be burned, so he can only continue to move forward, if there is a suitable opportunity, let's feel it again.

The air was getting hotter and hotter, and there was obviously a very strong force fluctuation in the air, but this fluctuation was very constricted, as if some kind of prohibition had been imposed on it.

"It seems that Yanlong has already met an opponent, but I don't know who he has encountered?" Feng Budu had a little guess in his heart, and he also admired it a little, if according to Fu Qiao's statement, Yanlong was really an existence that the ten emperors couldn't deal with, and the cultivation of the people who fought against Yanlong inside should be extremely terrifying.

After passing through about three ancient temple rooms, he found the last door, which was completely sealed by a cloud of white mist, and the physical eyes could not see through the scene inside, but there were constant fluctuations coming out of it.

He stretched out his hand, easily slipped in, without any obstruction, and then tentatively stepped his foot in again, and he didn't get in. So he rushed in.

The man rushed over, but the scorching air was really pressing, there was a suffocating feeling, and there were constantly strong fluctuations impacting his body, almost unsteady on his feet, and his eyes were not adapted to the burning heat for a while.

After a while, the eyes got used to it and gradually opened.

This scene that fell into view could only be compared with the battle of the Black Demon Heavenly Prison of the Chu State a year ago.

The entire battlefield is a crimson tone, and above it is a huge barrier, which seems to be a huge film that covers the entire sky. After a closer look, he realized that the source of the huge fluctuation was behind that barrier, and a huge shadow could be faintly seen on the screen, and the dragon chant was also emitted from it.

And where he stood, there was a staircase, and down the staircase connected a vast desert, and he glanced around the desert, there was no life, only a twisted air, constantly rising.

Until a distorted, extremely blurry shadow appeared not far ahead, and he quietly followed.