Looking at the dragon claw with a radius of about ten feet that was photographed in front of him, Yin Xuege could only feel the aura of a primitive and savage ferocious beast rushing towards his face. The hairs all over his body stood up one by one, and large amounts of cold sweat immediately broke out.
The First Family began to fiddle with the nameless method again. It seemed that they were dissatisfied that Yin Xuege was frightened by the dragon's claws. His energy and blood rolled violently, and a high and inviolable power rushed straight to his forehead. Yin Xuege's blood was boiling.
Ge felt the power around him surge. He let out an uncontrollable roar and spat out the Blood Song Sword from his mouth.
A group of blood-colored demonic characters flashed on the Blood-Singing Sword, which represented speed. The blood-colored demonic characters burst out with dazzling light. The speed of the several-meter-long blood light transformed by the Blood-Singing Sword suddenly more than doubled, and it stabbed fiercely.
On the dragon's claw.
There was a crisp sound, a large amount of black blood spattered, and the Blood Song Sword pierced the dragon's claws. An angry dragon roar came from the tornado, and then a huge black dragon head rushed out from the tornado. That was
A serious giant dragon head, two dark dragon whiskers floating around his mouth, and pieces of black water splashing from his dragon whiskers.
In the world of cultivation, dragons have always been gods, the darlings of heaven and earth, the leader of all beasts, and synonymous with majesty and power. But the giant dragon in front of him did not have the wisdom and wisdom that any divine beast should have in his scarlet eyes.
Spirituality, on the contrary, is filled with crazy cruelty and cruelty.
Yin Xuege, who was full of blood, gave a weird laugh. He pointed at the Bloodsong Sword, and the blood light suddenly shattered into hundreds of sword shadows. The blood light slashed towards the dragon's claws with a harsh sound of breaking through the air, 'Ding.
With a clanging sound, everything hit the dragon's claws. There were flashes of fire. Countless tiny scales on the dragon's claws were chopped off. After these scales floated down, they immediately turned into black water vapor and sprayed everywhere.
"Evil beast, die!" Yin Xuege was already stunned by the blood driven by the nameless magic. The tornadoes and raging sandstorms in the surrounding sky and earth turned into the invisible general trend of heaven and earth and faintly blessed him. A strange power filled him.
His whole body, Yin Xuege originally had hundreds of thousands of kilograms of strength at this moment, but with the blessing of the general trend of the world, his strength has increased almost ten times!
Millions of kilograms of divine power is the power only a third-level yellow scarf warrior can possess.
Under the shocked gazes of the four elders Luo Xuehua and Fengdaoshuangjian, Yin Xuege, whose eyes were filled with blood, opened his bat wings and let out a long roar like a werewolf looking at the moon, in a way that made them unable to react.
He rushed out at an astonishing high speed and hit the dragon's head.
"Death, die, die!" Provoked by the dragon's power on the black dragon, Yin Xuege was like a crazy king, his heart filled with the terrifying murderous intention to wash the world with blood. The sharp nails more than a foot long popped out from the blood-lethal claws, which were dazzling.
In a flash of blood, Yin Xuege held the black dragon head and stabbed him hard on the neck.
'Pfft, the sound is endless, Yin Xuege's hands enter and exit the black dragon's neck very quickly, and the black dragon's body spurts out a large amount of thick, cold and biting black water. In just a few breaths, in Qiongxueya's neck
Before those monks could react, Yin Xuege had already chopped off a huge black dragon head.
Black viscous juice splashed everywhere. Yin Xuege raised the dragon's head and roared to the sky.
Thousands of female cultivators in Qiongxueya looked at Yin Xuege as if they had seen a ghost, especially those female cultivators who had ill intentions toward Youquan. They stepped back several steps in panic. Their bodies were covered in blood, and they exuded an intimidating light.
Not daring to face the terrifying pressure, they cut off the head of a black dragon with physical force. Although the black dragon was not very powerful, Yin Xuege gave them too much shock.
With a bang, the black dragon's head and body exploded into a ball of thick, cold black gas.
Gradually it was submerged in the surrounding tornado.
Luo Xuehua clapped her hands gently, and she happily looked at Yin Xuege, who still had crazy blood in his eyes, and praised: "It's really a good piece. Yin Xuege, please think about it, I am Qiongxueya Daxueling
First lineage, the War Immortal Palace is lacking disciples like you. If you are willing to enter the War Immortal Palace, I can let you control a thousand Snow Wolf Taoist soldiers."
The four elders of Fengdao Shuangjian heard Luo Xuehua's words and nodded involuntarily.
They also saw a terrible fighting instinct in Yin Xuege, and this fighting instinct is not seen in many monks. Don't look at many cultivators, they may have cultivated to the level of three disasters, three calamities or even inseparability.
In their realm, they have extremely strong power, but once they step onto the battlefield, they will even be killed by monks who are far less powerful than themselves.
For an Immortal Sect, such monks who are good at killing, dare to kill, and possess terrifying fighting talents are indispensable.
There is enmity between the Immortal Sect and the Immortal Sect. They fight and attack each other, and they have to compete with other Immortal Sects for various mineral veins, Lingshan, and open and secret fights between the Immortal Sect and the Immortal Sect are indispensable. If any sect is really full of people,
A monk who devotes himself to cultivation and ignores external affairs is not far away from the disaster of annihilation.
Qiongxueya and Wangu Sect are life-and-death enemies, but the monks of Qiongxueya are really far behind the demonic monks of Wangu Sect in terms of fighting. At this moment, seeing Yin Xuege's performance, Luo Xuehua and others
People really feel that they have found a treasure this time.
A secluded spring, with bells and whistles all over the body, and a faint aura of water blooming directly through the sky. Without asking, they knew that it was a good material for practicing the Qiongxueya True Preaching Book. Originally, a secluded spring was enough to satisfy them, but who knew it would be better?
I caught up with a fighting madman like Yin Xuege!
Taking a deep breath of hot air to dissipate the hot blood in his heart, Yin Xuege quickly regained his composure.
He glanced at Luo Xuehua and nodded: "Whatever the palace master says, let it be. Let me take charge of the Snow Wolf Taoist soldiers? It seems very interesting!"
Yin Xuege said it was interesting, but among the monks in blue, the faces of several middle-aged men became unsightly. They looked at Yin Xuege deeply, and forced out a hint of dissatisfaction in their eyes.
After suppressing it, two middle-aged men secretly sent messages to reprimand the disciples around them - although the black dragon just now was extremely powerful, it was actually only at the Golden Core level.
If my disciples had reacted faster and killed the black dragon with one sword, wouldn't they be the ones who stand out now?
These people watched Yin Xuege return behind Luo Xuehua, and couldn't help but murmur in their hearts. Where did Luo Xuehua get such a little guy? Why did he react so quickly? And Yin Xuege just now
The aura emanating from Ge's body made these monks whose strength far surpassed that of Yin Xuege feel a little palpitated.
Isn't this ridiculous?
There were constant sounds of dragon roars coming from the surrounding tornadoes, and black dragons, large or small, emerged from the tornadoes one after another.
But this time, monk Qiongxueya, who had been prepared for a long time, did not give these black dragons the slightest chance. These black dragons may be strong or weak. The weaker ones are only in the body tempering realm, and the stronger ones have reached the divine movement realm and the god transformation realm.
The black dragon was killed by countless flying swords as soon as it showed its head.
For a time, the sky was full of severed dragon heads flying around, and black cold juice was sprayed all over the sky. After these black dragons were killed, their bodies quickly turned into black water vapor and spread in all directions.
Gradually, Yin Xuege also discovered that something was wrong. The number of these black dragons was increasing, and they seemed to be endless. Moreover, they had no spirituality at all. They did not look like living creatures at all, but rather like some puppets.
Luo Xuehua suddenly shouted sternly: "Don't get entangled with these things. They are all transformed by the remaining Yin water vapor here, and they can't be killed at all."
The four elders yelled angrily at the same time. They took a golden pill, and the exhausted mana continued to regenerate. White mist rose around them, and the four elders led thousands of monks and quickly rushed towards the depths of the desert.
.
This time, there were countless invisible cold sword energies hidden in the surrounding white mist. The black dragons were cut down by the invisible sword energy before they even got close. For a while, the sky was filled with the screams of the black dragons and the roar of their bodies exploding into water vapor.
Under the protection of the four elders, everyone in Qiongxue Palace quickly flew forward for thousands of miles.
With a long roar, Luo Xuehua shot forward a stream of water. The three entangled tornadoes in front were shattered by Luo Xuehua's blow. A vast white cold light rushed towards his face, and the white mist created by the four elders had already enveloped them.
Then everyone broke into a world of ice and snow.
At the core of the Yanmo Desert, there is actually a glacier and snowfield.
The vast ice field stretches for tens of thousands of miles, and at a glance the ground is full of high and low undulating ice peaks. Between the ice peaks, there are thick glacial rivers flowing slowly driven by an invisible force.
Between these ice peaks and glaciers, countless huge translucent ice and snow monsters are swimming lazily. These ice and snow monsters have no internal organs, and their faces are not very clear. In their hard ice and snow bodies, they are just a ball of ice and snow.
With the thick blue cold air, it was obvious that they were not living creatures like the black dragons outside.
The surrounding temperature was so low that Yin Xuege just breathed out hot breath, and the water vapor in his breath turned into silver ice crystals and fell downwards. The terrifying low temperature kept attacking Yin Xuege's body. With his current situation
Despite his strong body, he actually felt that his internal organs were aching from the cold air, as if countless steel needles had been pierced into him.
Youquan gently pulled Yin Xuege's sleeve, and Yin Xuege glanced at her and shook his head gently.
No matter what Youquan discovers here, it's better not to say anything about it.
The group of monks from Qiongxueya have just met a few days ago. Youquan has many magical powers that are beyond imagination, so it is better not to reveal them in front of others. Yin Xuege still remembers the malicious looks among the female disciples, Youquan said
The more outstanding one is, the more terrible the jealousy will be.
Luo Xuehua glanced at the glacier and snowfield and smiled happily.
"Sure enough, the master's analysis is correct. This is the place where the ancient water god fell in the legendary first war that swept through the Hongmeng world. Although the great god fell, her body turned into this glacier and snowfield, taking away the
All the water spiritual energy within a radius of tens of millions of miles creates the fire-attributed desperate situation of the Flame Demon Desert."
After listening to Luo Xuehua's words, Yin Xuege nodded in realization.
It turns out that a great figure died here. Her body spontaneously absorbed the nearby water spiritual energy. After plundering all the water spiritual energy, the five elements of spiritual energy within tens of millions of miles around were out of balance, so that the fire attribute
The Lingqi family was the dominant one, and eventually evolved into the most powerful force in the Yanmo Desert.
There is a heavy rainstorm every year in the Yanmo Desert, and the rapid development of a vast green after the heavy rain is probably inseparable from this glacier and snowfield. As for the reason behind it, Yin Xuege cannot analyze it.
It's out.
Luo Xuehua was heard shouting loudly: "All disciples, listen to the order and do your best to search every corner here. If you find any unusual findings, report them immediately. If you can find what Master said back then,
There will definitely be a heavy reward for that thing when you return to the mountain gate."
After a slight pause, Luo Xuehua said in a deep voice: "The will of the ancient water god remains here. Our spiritual thoughts are useless here. If we want to make any discovery, we must see it with our naked eyes. So, I'd like to help you all."
Already." Many monks in Xueya saluted Luo Xuehua one after another, and then transformed into swords! The light swept away in all directions.
This is a large glacier with a radius of tens of thousands of miles. If you can't use spiritual thoughts, it is really difficult to find certain items here. No wonder Luo Xuehua and the others have to bring thousands of people with them
Coming here, if you want to search such a large snowfield, you can only use the human sea tactic.
Soon all the monks from Qiongxueya disappeared without a trace, only Yin Xuege and Youquan still stayed with Luo Xuehua.
Luo Xuehua and the four elders turned to look at Youquan at the same time. Elder Feng took out the silver orb again and waved to Youquan with a smile: "Little girl, what is your name? Come, let me
Test your spiritual roots."
Yin Xuege smiled and nodded to Elder Feng, patting Youquan's shoulder gently: "This girl's name is Youquan. She is the maid arranged by my family for me. By the way, I am the eldest princess of the Blood Immortal Chaojian Kingdom.
I wonder if any of the elders have heard of Princess Taiping’s subordinates?”
The faces of Luo Xuehua and the four elders twitched at the same time, and they couldn't help but look at Yin Xuege with a hint of caution and even awe. It seems that the Blood Immortal Dynasty should be a well-known powerhouse in the immortal world.
Power, these monks in Qiongxueya should have at least heard of it.
After being silent for a while, Luo Xuehua said in a deep voice: "Hebro has already told me about you. Did something go wrong while you were riding in the moving magic circle and you ended up in the Yanling Realm? Let me just say that the Yanling Realm is not the same as the Yanling Realm."
A clan of bloodless monsters has multiplied. How could little friend Blood Song be here?"
After a slight pause, Luo Xuehua said softly: "The Liangyi planet where we live is just a remote place in the upper world. We have only heard of the reputation of the Blood Immortal Dynasty, but where is the Blood Immortal Dynasty? How about
Well, we really don’t know anything about it.”
Elder Feng smiled kindly at the side and said: "Little friend Xue Ge, since Youquan is just your maid, don't you think you would object to her forming a good relationship with our Qiongxueya? It's not easy for me to return to my family.
, if Youquan’s cultivation level can be improved by one point, it will also be good for the little friend.”
Yin Xuege smiled slightly and bowed to Luo Xuehua and the four elders respectively.
"Both Blood Song and Youquan are willing to join Qiong Xueya's sect. If you find a way back in the future, please help me, seniors."
"By the way, I also want to explain that Yin Changkong, I think Palace Master Luo has already known his identity from Senior He. Yin Changkong and I have a grudge. He is now colluding with the Wan Gu Sect, and Qiong Xueya should be the same
You need a disciple like me."
After saying this, Luo Xuehua and the four elders nodded repeatedly.
From Hebo Luo, Luo Xuehua and the others did know Yin Changkong's origins, and that he was backed by the ancestor of the Nether Sect, Da Luo. And Yin Changkong is now colluding with the Wan Gu Sect, this pair of Qiong Xueya
It is undoubtedly a serious problem. Once Yin Changkong gets in touch with the ancestors of the Netherworld Sect, Qiongxueya will definitely be wiped out due to the thousands of years of grudges between the Wangu Sect and Qiongxueya.
And Yin Xuege can have a grudge with Yin Changkong. It seems that the wealth and strength behind them are not much different. Otherwise, Yin Xuege would not have the qualifications to have a grudge with Yin Changkong. Since Yin Changkong has colluded with Wan Gu Sect, then Yin Xuege
Song is Qiong Xueya's only chance.
Luo Xuehua looked at Yin Xuege with a smile, and clapped her hands happily: "Since Mr. Xuege has made it so clear, it would be useless for me to try to cover it up. When Master Nephew He said Mr. Xuege's
After the incident, I had my mind set on bringing Mr. Xue Song into my Qiongxueya. But I didn’t expect that Mr. Xue Song would rush in on his own, which would save me a lot of time."
"Youquan becomes my disciple, Young Master Xue Song joins my family in Daxueling, and from now on everyone is one of my own.
"Until Young Master Xue Song finds a way to go back, Young Master Xue Song and Youquan can practice peacefully in our Qiong Xueya." Luo Xuehua said extremely candidly: "With Qiong Xueya, Wan Gu Sect can't even think about touching it.
A hair of the young master’s hair.”
Yin Xuege smiled and bowed to Luo Xuehua: "That's very good. If she can contact the Blood Immortal Dynasty and contact her elders, Xuege will definitely be repaid in the future. As for Youquan, she hasn't practiced anything yet.
It is her blessing to be able to worship the Taoist Book of the Eight Pure Scriptures in Qiongxue Cliff."
After a few breaths, Youquan held the silver orb tightly, and a charming water-colored fairy light was released from the orb, forming a six-layered crown and floating on the top of Youquan's head. Dots of pearly water light came from the crown.
Hanging down, the Youquan looks like a Lingbo fairy, which is really beautiful.
"Tenth grade, supreme immortal spiritual root!" Elder Feng's eyes widened in horror, and he almost lost his breath.
"It's not just the Immortal Spiritual Root, she, she is..." The dignified, beautiful, generous, and calm Luo Xuehua also opened her mouth and was speechless for a while. A faint blue light flashed rapidly in the silver orb.
, suddenly turned into a large water wave spurting out, and turned into dozens of complex talismans around Youquan, disappearing and appearing.
"Innate, the body of spiritual treasure, the body of innate water virtue!" Luo Xuehua's body shook for a while, and he staggered forward, looking at Youquan with feverish eyes: "Youquan, are you willing to become my direct disciple?
?Our "Golden Jellyfish Heavenly Book" is simply tailor-made for you."
Youquan blinked his eyes and turned back to look at Yin Xuege: "Honored Lord, are you willing for Youquan to accept her as your teacher?"
Yin Xuege smiled brightly, coughed heavily and nodded slowly.