The distance between the Black Dragon Palace and Jumu Ye is not very close. There are mountains and rivers in between. Even if the combined monks rush at full speed, it will take about half a day. However, Madam Fan has a teleportation circle built in Zhihuan Palace, which is convenient.
She goes back and forth to the Black Dragon Palace.
More than half an hour had passed since the moment the Pisces Heart Pendant was shattered. When the cold-faced male cultivator teleported to Zhihuan Palace, he learned the general situation from the restless tribesmen, and then rushed to Jumuye. What he saw
They are devastated mountains.
The ground seemed to have been plowed, and there were deep ravines everywhere. Pieces of trees were broken and fell to the ground. Traces of fire and water flooding could be seen everywhere. The smoke from the embers had not yet dispersed, which showed how fierce the battle was at that time.
Abandoning the low-level tribesmen who dared not approach, the cold-faced male cultivator followed the traces and found the Lost Tracks Mountains further ahead. Before he even got close, he felt strong mana fluctuations and the roar of the dragon shook the sky.
His expression changed slightly, and he walked around a cut-off mountain peak, and saw a man in white standing among the rocks, and their beautiful Concubine Concubine had a face full of pain, and a rippling wave of blood emanating from her face.
The sparkling little dragon spirit is being forcibly extracted from the body.
He couldn't help but look shocked and shouted: "Stop!"
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Let's start from the beginning. Not long ago, Liu Qinghuan was retreating steadily under the siege of four giant dragons, surrounded by dangers.
Dragon's breath surged, flames spread across the sky, and thunder and lightning continued, making it difficult to see where anyone was for a while.
Among the several dragons, the green dragon, which was probably the most powerful, flicked its tail, and the powerful green dragon body slammed into him like an undulating mountain range. Liu Qinghuan then saw Liu Qinghuan hit the ground like a flying stone.
, plowing the earth into a deep ravine, breaking countless trees along the way.
In the roaring sound, the earth cracked and the earth and rocks shattered.
"Ahem!" Liu Qinghuan's face was as red as blood. He turned over and vomited a mouthful of blood. The green gold light on his body was almost completely dissipated in this collision.
A shadow fell above the head. The huge and ferocious dragon head blocked most of the sunlight and rushed downwards. The hot dragon's breath poured down on the head like a rushing tide.
Liu Qinghuan rolled on the ground and disappeared into a fallen tree nearby. He almost closed his eyes and ran along the tree until he felt that his surroundings were empty.
He coughed twice more and raised his head, only to realize that he had entered the range of the Lost Mountains. All he could see were rugged and strange rocks without any vegetation.
He looked back, took out the Wanmu bottle that he had prepared long ago, and opened the bottle!
What is contained in the bottle is the stone ash tree. The other heaven-level spiritual trees in the Songxi Cave Heaven Map have not grown so quickly. Only the stone ash tree has been planted continuously over the years, so it is just in time to use it.
Green light flew out of the bottle mouth and entered his body. The power poured out like a flood filled every inch of crystal flesh. Even the suffocation caused by the injury in his chest disappeared, as if it could be smashed with one palm.
The feeling of heaven and earth made Liu Qinghuan let out a long roar toward the sky.
"Roar~" The sky-shaking dragon roar sounded at the same time, and the green dragon appeared in the field of vision. Disdain seemed to flash in the dragon's eyes, and the huge dragon claw took a picture!
The human cultivator below who was not as long as its claws also raised his hand, and with a loud "bang" sound, Qinglong's claws stopped at a height of one person on the ground, unable to press down another inch!
Liu Qinghuan had a sneer on his lips. His eight-foot-long body was like an ever-breaking pine tree. The sword light in his right hand flashed, and all his strength surged out, and he slashed out with one sword!
The sword light passed by, destroying everything, and the dragon claw with tough dragon scales was instantly cut open, but no blood spurted out, and the incision was as smooth and gray as a rock.
But Liu Qinghuan had already risen into the sky, abandoned his sword, and punched the belly of the dragon facing him!
Mrs. Kun came leisurely on the black dragon. As soon as she arrived, she saw the scene where Qinglong, one of the five dragons, was beaten to pieces. With the sound of blows like a rainstorm, the man punched one after another.
He beat it until the green dragon rolled in the sky like a huge earthworm.
"Ah!" Liu Qinghuan roared like a murderous god, his whole body was like a burning blue sun, and he punched out again!
Like a thunderous explosion, the green dragon's body bent into a strange angle, and in the next moment it quickly shrank as if it had been shattered, turning into a fan bone and falling down.
Liu Qinghuan reached out and took the fan bone into his hand, then spun around and kicked to the left!
A large dent in the space was visible to the naked eye. The purple dragon that had just caught up was kicked to the side of the head, and the thunder and lightning exploded in his mouth before he could spit it out.
At this moment, Liu Qinghuan was like a god of death coming into the world, unstoppable. In Mrs. Kun's horrified eyes, one after another, the giant dragons transformed into their original fan bones in his hands.
So what about the Five Dragon Fan, so what about the Xuantian Treasure!
The Wanmu Zhengrong Nectar Vase is still the most precious treasure among Xuantian's treasures. It is called an immortal treasure, but it is only a step lower than a real immortal weapon!
The roar of the giant dragon spread all over the place, shaking the earth. However, not much of the dragon's reserve and dignity remained in the roar, and the panic overflowed, until it disappeared completely in the end.
Mrs. Kun was really scared. This man was like a lunatic. Time and time again, she thought he could easily break the opponent's spine. However, his strength seemed to have no limit. He turned around and reversed the situation, putting her in danger.
territory.
Even Xuantian's treasure couldn't kill him, and she no longer had the confidence to beat him.
Then the previous scene appeared, where Mrs. Fan, who had lost all her means, failed in her attempt to escape, and finally fell into the hands of Liu Qinghuan, who was forcibly stripped of her soul and vomited out the secrets she knew.
"This is actually the case..."
As Di Ao's favorite concubine, Mrs. Kun did know a lot of things. The person who went to Yunmengze to secretly set up the star gate was initiated by a force called Dongyuan in the Wanling Realm, and the master behind Dongyuan was this world.
The Zhulong clan.
However, the murder of Taoist Tianyuan and the theft of the Shadowless Divine Light Tower were not done by the Zhulong Clan, but by a ninth-level demon cultivator who was outside the major forces in the Wanling World!
"Zhu Yan..."
Liu Qinghuan recalled the information on the World of Spirits that he had read before, but the name of this ninth-level demon cultivator named Zhu Yan was not in it.
The ninth level is equivalent to the Mahayana realm of human cultivation.
Even Mrs. Kun didn't have much information about this person in her memory. She only knew that he inherited an extremely rare and powerful bloodline of mythical beasts, and his behavior was quite mysterious, almost unknown to the world.
Even when he went to the Wanhu Realm to kill people and seize treasures, causing great trouble to the Wanling Realm, not many people knew about it beforehand.
"This is troublesome. If the forces are easier to deal with, where can we find traces of such a lone ranger?"
Liu Qinghuan thought to himself, but this issue was for the Immortal Alliance to consider. As a fusion monk, it would be fine for him to get some information, but how could he dare to find a Mahayana monk.
At this moment, the cold-faced male cultivator sent by the Black Dragon Palace arrived belatedly. He finally arrived and shouted from a distance: "Stop! If you don't want to be chased by the entire dragon clan, let him go!"
Liu Qinghuan paused, thought for a moment, pulled off the pearl earring on Mrs. Fan's left ear, then reached into her clothes, touched it like a disciple, and found a brocade handkerchief and a
The jade-colored snail then slapped Mrs. Kun on the back!
He had already got what he wanted, and there was really no need to take the other person's life. After the forced soul search, Mrs. Fan's soul was extremely seriously injured. Although it was not fatal, she would not be happy for a long time in the future.
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While the cold-faced male cultivator was busy picking up people, Liu Qinghuan stepped forward and jumped to a triangular-shaped standing stone dozens of feet away. When he leaned up, a dazzling white light lit up!