A few days later, the tide had come four times, and a huge team was slowly moving through the canyon.

Hundreds of miles in front of this team, Xiang Yang's figure shuttled around the canyon, and the brown rocks were collected by him, and a small mountain had already been piled up among the clones of Qiankun Ding.

After accepting two more teams of slightly inferior scale, there are now more than 10,000 sea beasts and thousands of immortal beasts.

It may be because one node after another was uprooted by Xiang Yang, and along the way, it has been a long time since he encountered an attack by the abyssal beast.

As the leader of the top 100 teams, King Lin is indeed not in vain, he has done enough homework before entering the abyss, and even inquired about the movements of those top-ranked teams.

Now there are nine of the top 100 teams in this Dawning Mountain Range, and although none of them are ranked high, with its understanding of the strength of these teams, at least half of them can survive.

The top 10 teams have the privilege of receiving peripheral members, and there are so many members that it is impossible to appear in a fixed location at the same time, so they all need to assemble.

Among them, the Celestial Team happened to use a secret place in the center of the Dawning Mountains as a rallying point, and they would converge after seven tides.

This direction coincides with Xiang Yang's destination.

Along the way, all the sea beasts, including King Lin, fell into a state of obsessive learning, and their admiration for this mysterious stone illusion master also increased, not only because of his strength, but also because of his vision.

In just a few days, this stone illusion lord was able to understand all the five elements, talents, abilities, and combat methods of all sea beasts, and even took into account the familiarity between each other, and then designed a set of simple formations and combined attack techniques, making use of their strengths and avoiding weaknesses, defending and attacking, and almost giving full play to the advantages of each sea beast.

After breaking all the nodes hundreds of miles ahead, a huge valley appeared in front of him, and Xiang Yang walked around and arranged it directly.

In a few hours, it was the fifth tide, and although there were no problems in the first few times, he was still a little uneasy, and he was ready to take the team here to rest for a while.

Anyway, according to the direction, this place is only thousands of miles away from the center of the Dawning Mountains, and if nothing else, within two tides, it will definitely be able to arrive.

Faintly, he had an intuition that he would encounter some trouble in that place, and before that, he still had to let those sea beasts train, and then they could also help, instead of becoming a burden.

In addition, he also needs time to absorb the medicinal power of that half of the pill, so that his strength can be raised to a higher level, and he can be more sure when he encounters a strong enemy in the future.

Back then, the Dragon Emperor was seriously injured in the Otherworldly War and almost fell, and was finally admitted to the Mixed Yuan Dao Palace by the Immortal King, and it was with this elixir that he survived.

After taking half of it, his injury was stabilized, but the remaining half was reluctant to use it, and in the end, Xiang Yang was cheaper.

It's just that this guy has too many good things on hand, and he hasn't thought of them until some time ago, and he didn't occasionally think about them until some time ago, so he tortured the origin and usage from the Dragon Emperor.

That is the real elixir, the Heavenly Dragon Miaoyin Pill, the main material is a red dragon that the Immortal King personally killed when he conquered the other world, which contains most of the origin essence of the half-step Immortal King-level red dragon, and among them, there is also a trace of dragon soul.

This is simply a panacea tailor-made by the First Ancestor Dragon Formula...

However, after all, this is an elixir for the immortals of the upper realm, although it is infinitely useful, but for the monks of the lower realm, it is tantamount to poison, and the medicinal properties are so fierce that ordinary monks are afraid that they will die violently after just smelling it.

In addition, the dragon soul in this Heavenly Dragon Miaoyin Pill is also a trouble, and the Dragon Emperor's cultivation back then can naturally withstand it, but in the entire mountain and sea realm, how many people can compare the strength of their divine consciousness with it and can forcibly suppress this dragon soul?

However, Xiang Yang doesn't have to worry too much about these drawbacks.

The strength of his physical body has completely departed from the category of normal human races, and from a certain point of view, he is already inhuman, plus there is an ancestral dragon recipe to help, and the ancestral dragon blood is in his body, even if there is still a risk when taking it, but compared with the benefits obtained, it is still worth it.

As for the dragon soul, now that the elixir has been placed on the sacrificial altar, it has been consumed by Mo Ji and the Dragon Emperor together, and it was originally an incomplete wisp of remnant soul, and after a few days, it should not be too much trouble.

This valley was several miles in circumference, and it was the largest one he had ever seen along the way, and when he had finished arranging, the team behind him had arrived.

After some arrangement, King Lin, Baishen and others went to arrange defenses, and Xiang Yang had dug a huge cave on the cliff behind him.

In the cave, the sacrificial altar stood high, and in mid-air, a gray elixir with golden dragon patterns on it hung in the air, and an extremely faint red dragon shadow was tumbling above the elixir, making a very weak cow mooing sound.

Next to this dragon shadow, there are delicate blood-colored chains, connected to the sacrificial altar, and the Dragon Emperor and Mo Ji each occupy one side, and they are working hard to refine it with the help of the power of the sacrificial altar.

Xiang Yang looked up, Mo Ji immediately gave up refining and flew over happily, after absorbing the remnant soul of the red dragon for a few days, she was already more than three feet tall, and now she was more and more like a real human being, and the blood-pumping figure loomed under the black veil that was conjured up, which was very tempting.

However, Xiang Yang's gaze did not stop at it, but looked directly at the Dragon Emperor.

The old guy is concentrating on absorbing the dragon soul, after all, with the same origin, the benefits he got are greater than Mo Ji, and the figure that has been cultivated for so long and still has a faint feeling of condensation into substance, even the black scale armor has been transformed, if it is not for the body is really smaller, it will also recover a little bit of the demeanor of the Dragon Emperor back then.

Sensing Xiang Yang's gaze, the old guy trembled, and suddenly his whole body slackened, but in an instant, he returned to his original lifeless appearance, and waved his tail weakly, looking like he was about to lose support and would fall from the air in the next moment.

Xiang Yang looked at him with a smile, walked up to the altar, stretched out his hand and cut his wrist, and the essence blood was sprinkled, and the sacrificial altar suddenly shone brightly, and the blood-colored chains roared up, directly detaining the old guy and pressing him into the sea of blood, and then the runes were drawn down...