The green dragon crawled silently and quickly in the water meadows, like those poisons who were born to live here. 【】

The sky sprinkled a little drop of blood, quietly falling on the green dragon, flashing a little red light, and then submerged into its body, the green dragon's eyes lit up, the scarlet tongue poked out of the mouth, and suddenly the cuilan snake sprinkled in the sky turned into a slender stream of blood into its mouth.

A trace of warmth, and a familiar energy full of ancient domineering aura, as the blood flowed into the mouth of the green dragon, flowing through the whole body of the green dragon, Li Peicheng clearly felt that the strength of the green dragon was slowly growing.

Dragon! This Cuilan Snake is actually a dragon? Li Peicheng's eyes flashed with a look of surprise.

Although Li Peicheng's suspicion was bold, he really guessed a little bit, these Cuilan snakes were originally water snakes living in this area, and after absorbing a large amount of some special energy, they began to slowly evolve to a higher level, and faintly possessed some of the dragon's surname.

The Qinglong Suo is a magic weapon that the purple-clothed envoy of the Lotus Sect inadvertently obtained. This treasure is made of the green dragon tendon, and the person who refines it has sealed a small wisp of dragon spirit in it by borrowing Gengjin pure gold. Rao is just a small wisp of dragon spirit, and this green dragon rope was also very powerful before. It's just that with the passage of time, this small wisp of dragon spirit gradually dissipated, and this magic weapon slowly became less powerful than before.

After Li Peicheng went to Gengjin Jingjin, Long Luo had a chance to get out and grew up by absorbing a large number of resentful souls, but the growth was limited after all, and the aura of violent killing also affected Li Peicheng's heart. Fortunately, with the help of Xiao Hei's pure dragon blood, Li Peicheng not only completely consolidated this wisp of dragon spirit in the Qinglong Suo magic weapon, but also took advantage of the opportunity of its original consciousness to dissipate all and seize control of the dragon spirit elemental god. Then, in the past hundred years, he has cultivated the Dragon Spirit Yuan God with his own True Yuan Mana, which has not only delayed the improvement of his cultivation, but also made the Green Dragon Dragon Spirit Yuan Shen grow a lot, which is also a double win.

It's just that Li Peicheng's Yuan Shen soul is not in the same vein as Qinglong after all, but this kind of improvement method is not in a hurry, and he can only take one step at a time, otherwise not only will Li Peicheng's true yuan mana be wasted, but if it is not good, it will make Qinglong go crazy and turn into ashes, then the gains outweigh the losses.

Unexpectedly, by chance, this Cuilan snake actually had the surname of a dragon, and their essence and blood suddenly aroused the most primitive ** of the green dragon in the body.

The green dragon got the essence blood of the Cuilan snake mutated because it was bathed in special energy at night, and its strength slowly increased, and immediately the most primitive greedy heart rose, almost without Li Peicheng's command, when he saw a Cuilan snake swimming not far away, he immediately opened his mouth, and poked out the dragon's tongue that suddenly became I don't know how many times longer than his mini body, rolled and sucked, and instantly swallowed the Cuilan snake into his throat.

Li Peicheng was connected to the green dragon's mind, although he felt a warm current rushing into the dragon's body, he still couldn't help but feel nauseous, and immediately cut off the connection with the little original divine consciousness hidden deep in the dragon's soul, and let that original divine consciousness lead the green dragon to sneak in the direction where the light escaped, while wantonly hunting and killing the cuilan snake.

Whew!

Hundreds of monks sacrificed magic weapons to fight everywhere, all the way through, flesh and blood flying, I don't know how many poisons died under the magic weapons, and the blood stained the swamp red.

It's just that there is too much poison in the swamp, and the low altitude and the grass are dense and overwhelming. Hundreds of monks were restricted by the special environment and swept at low altitudes, surrounded by these poisons, and they couldn't kill, and they couldn't move forward much for a while.

The first and second tier of the power groups seem to have formed some kind of tacit understanding, although each group has a Tribulation Period master in charge, but those masters rarely take the initiative to kill poisons, only occasionally sacrifice magic weapons to protect themselves and their own teams, and lead them to advance in an orderly manner.

Those masters who sit in the first and second echelon power groups, which one is not very powerful, every time they make a move, they are resolute, and when the magic weapon falls, it will be a river of blood and a mountain of bones, and the people who follow them are all like wolves and tigers, and the swords are cold and fast. In a moment, some clever poisons consciously avoided them and surrounded them from a distance, while more poisons attacked those weak groups, as well as a very small number of monks like Li Peicheng.

There are so many poisons, and those powerful masters deliberately release water, and in the same encirclement, those individuals and groups with slightly weaker strength began to suffer.

Terrible screams rang out from time to time, echoing in the sky above the swamp, reflecting the blood and bones all over the ground and dense hideous and terrifying poisons, indescribably cold and miserable, and people were like coming to the eighteenth layer of hell in the middle of it.

Finally, some people couldn't bear it anymore, knowing that if they continued to break in, they would die without a place to be buried, so they immediately rushed out screaming.

It's just that all the poisons in this swamp have already been stimulated by the strong smell of blood, and they devour the essence blood and true yuan of the cultivators and devour each other's essence blood and bones, and many poisons have become extremely ferocious, where are they willing to let go of the food in their eyes. It is better for those people not to escape, but once they turn around and run away, they are already timid and alone, and they are immediately attacked by poison and become their belly food.

The number of people is getting smaller and smaller, there was originally a treasure hunting team of more than 300 people, but after a while, nearly 100 people have gone, and even among the people of such a big force as the Lotus Sect, some people have accidentally fallen into disarray.

The Red Fire Sword flew up and down, the red light swayed, and the blood rain flew everywhere it passed, and Li Peicheng killed a lot of Cuilan snakes and other poisons appropriately along the way, and his body was deliberately covered with dirty blood, which looked a little embarrassed.

Except for Yan Zhiyuan and Fu Zixi and his wife, they occasionally pay attention to Li Peicheng's movements, and others have long forgotten the existence of Li Peicheng. Even as the killing became crazy and cruel, even the old man who was calculating Li Peicheng's Red Fire Sword began to forget about Li Peicheng at this time.

As time passed, the crowd got closer and closer to the place where the glow came out, and of course the number of people became smaller and smaller. Now even Yan Zhiyuan and the three of them have begun to forget the existence of such a powerful person as Li Peicheng because Li Peicheng has been following the Lotus Sect far away, and their attention is focused on the glow.

The glow grew brighter and brighter, and before I knew it, it had become as thick as the pillar that the two of them were hugging.

It is really a thousand ways of glow, the sky is full of mist, and it is really indescribably moving and indescribable temptation in the eyes of these cultivators, it seems that under the glow is the genius treasure all over the ground, and the room is full of heavenly Dao classics.

Maybe the people of the three major forces think that the time is ripe, or maybe they can't stand the temptation of the glow anymore.

Finally, Yan Zhiyuan of the Longmen Sect, Cao Xinfu of the Taiyi Sect, and Zhu Xinyan of the Lotus Sect, the three masters made a move.

Yan Zhiyuan's magic weapon is a purple eye-like magic weapon, this magic weapon to the sky, as if the gods opened the eyes of the gods, it seems that the purple light shot out is only as thick as a thumb, who knows that once it is stretched, it is like a river reversed, illuminating the sky and the earth in front of it with purple light. Those poisons were all powerful and abnormal in the face of the distraction period and even the merger stage monks just now, but as soon as they touched this purple light, it was like the remnant snow of early spring being exposed to the bright sun, and it immediately turned into nothingness. In the blink of an eye, a passage hundreds of zhang long immediately appeared in front of Yan Zhiyuan.

There were many powerful people in the crowd who recognized this immortal-level magic weapon in Yan Zhiyuan's hand, and their faces immediately changed, only then did they know that the elders of the Dragon Sect were really powerful.

At the same time that Yan Zhiyuan sacrificed the Purple Eye Divine Light Mirror, Cao Xinfu of the Taiyi Sect also sacrificed an immortal-level magic weapon, which was a blue ring.

The blue ring was thrown into the air, and it immediately enlarged, with a diameter of more than ten zhang, and the ring burned with a raging fire, which was blue, illuminating the sky and reflecting the hideous face of the dense poison in front of it. The blue ring with the blue fire spun forward, and what it brought up was not a scorching wind, but a biting cold wind, and the water in the swamp where it passed immediately turned into ice and snow, and the whole body of the poison touched by the blue spark immediately made a crackling and popping sound, and when the cold wind blew, it turned into powder.

Blue Flame Yin Ring, this is the magic weapon that Cao Xinfu sacrificed, and it is an immortal-level magic weapon that he got by chance. This fire is from yin to cold, as long as it is burned to a little, it will be like a maggot of tarsal bones into the body, if it is not refined in time, even the primordial spirit will be devoured in the blink of an eye, it is really a magic weapon that is extremely vicious.

Watching the powder falling all over the sky, everyone couldn't help but feel a chill rising up, but this Cao Xinfu was not strict at all.

Since Yan Zhiyuan and Cao Xinfu have made a move, how can Zhu Xinyan show weakness. With a roar, a long knife shaped like an Oriental sword was thrown out.

The blade is sharp, and the sword is bright.

As soon as this knife came out, a murderous aura swept the heavens and the earth.

This knife is called the Soul Slashing Knife, although it is not as powerful as the magic weapon in the hands of Yan Zhiyuan and Cao Xinfu, but it is also a peerless murder weapon, and it has barely become an immortal-level magic weapon.

Suddenly, a low roar sounded like a dragon's roar between heaven and earth, and the soul slashing knife slashed down into the air, and a sharp blade that was no less than a hundred feet long slashed across the sky.

Where the sharp sword passed, it seemed that the heavens and the earth were about to be split in half, and all the poisons that stood in the way of the sword immediately turned into a rain of blood. The cold wind brought by the sword qi forced the poisons on both sides to avoid it.

Zhu Xinyan's knife also cut out a passage that was no less than a hundred zhang long and no less than five zhang wide, which was a little inferior to Yan Zhiyuan and Cao Xinfu, who had been famous for a long time, and it was not to be underestimated.

Yan Zhiyuan and Cao Xinfu's eyes narrowed slightly almost at the same time, and a cold glow flashed, obviously a little surprised by Zhu Xinyan's strength.

The three peerless masters worked together, and in the blink of an eye, they each opened a passage, and their figures flew forward in a flash.

It's just that the people behind them didn't follow up, but while killing the overwhelming poison, they scanned the surroundings with a cold gaze.

(To be continued)