Seeing half of the dragon's body submerged under the sea, and the upper half of the young Zhu Jiuyin still looking up like a mountain, Chen Xuan was extremely shocked, and at the same time he couldn't help but sigh inwardly at the majesty of the creation of heaven and earth.
The comatose little Thunder Dragon floated quietly in front of Zhu Jiuyin at about the chest level.
The underworld fire that originally wrapped around the body of the black water black snake was also controlled by the advanced Zhu Jiuyin to float around, and the power of the strange fire was tightly suppressed.
The pair of vertical dragon eyes on the head of the young Zhu Jiuyin dragon, which were like lighthouses on the sea, contained a solemn meaning and stared at the two tiny humans on the coast, as if thinking about whether to kill Chen Xuan and Yin Chonghua together.
Sensing this breathtaking and shuddering power of the real dragon, Chen Xuan and Yin Chonghua seemed to be on the bottom of the sea thousands of miles away for an instant, unable to breathe.
Yinglong's soul immediately flew out of the Xuanyuan Sword, and said to the young Zhu Jiuyin in the common dragon language of the ancient dragon clan: "You can't hurt the master of the ancient thunder dragon!"
"You...are Yinglong?"
The young Zhu Jiuyin made a low but bell-like voice, and automatically converted dragon language into human language.
In this way, Chen Xuan and Yin Chonghua can understand.
Although the young Zhu Jiuyin is now stronger than Yinglong, who only has his soul left and is seriously injured, but when he faces Yinglong, who belongs to the top dragon clan like the ancient thunder dragon, the memory of his ancestors carved into his bloodline still makes him cope.
The dragon felt a sense of awe.
"Yes, I am Yinglong."
As if sighing in self-deprecation, Yinglong admitted his identity.
When the young Zhu Jiuyin heard these words, his huge vertical pupils blinked, showing the same look of surprise as a human being.
He didn't expect that a small human monk like Chen Xuan could actually be the master of two top-notch ancient true dragons! Although one of them only had a residual soul left.
But it is enough to show that the young human race in front of it is not simple.
"Senior Yinglong, I will not harm the savior's master, please rest assured."
Zhu Jiuyin looks fierce and terrifying in appearance, but his words are actually quite gentle.
But Chen Xuan was unexpected.
"Then please return the little Brontosaurus to me."
"OK."
Under the thought of young Zhu Jiuyin, the little thunder dragon wrapped in an invisible shield quickly floated back to Chen Xuan.
"I'm leaving. The end of the Sea of Lost Souls is my destination."
Zhuo Jiuyin said word by word neither quickly nor slowly, "If you have any requests, you can put them forward. Our Dragon Clan never owes anyone any favors."
"You have advanced to become a true dragon. Don't you plan to leave the land of the underworld and visit your dragon clan's ruins in the mountains and seas?
I can take you out of the underworld."
Chen Xuan asked tentatively.
If he could conquer this young Zhu Jiuyin, who was more powerful than ordinary earth immortals, his life-saving trump card would be greatly enhanced.
"I won't go to your human world."
As the young Zhu Jiuyin spoke, he gathered the essence of the underworld fire floating around him into a ball, and then sent it to Chen Xuan.
"Underworld Fire, given to you; I have successfully advanced and don't need it anymore."
Chen Xuan felt very regretful when he saw that the young Zhu Jiuyin did not intend to leave the land of darkness with him.
But the young Zhu Jiuyin actually wanted to give him the powerful strange fire Huangquan Youhuo, which ranked thirteenth on the list of strange fires in the mountains and seas. This was really a big surprise.
As long as he refines the essence of the strange fire of the underworld fire in front of him, he will be more confident when facing the masters of the tribulation stage.
So he unceremoniously sent out a touch of spiritual power to wrap around the underworld fire and put it away.
"Also, what are your requirements?"
Zhu Jiuyin seemed to feel that giving Chen Xuan the Underworld Fire was not enough to repay the kindness of the little Thunder Dragon for helping him successfully overcome the disaster.
Chen Xuan quickly said: "It is rumored that only the Black Water Black Snake in the entire Yinming Land knows where the Yellow Spring Water is. I wonder if you can tell me the whereabouts of the Yellow Spring Water?"
"Yellow spring water..." After Zhu Jiuyin finished speaking these three words, he paused for a moment, activated his spiritual thoughts again, and a water droplet glowing with a clear yellow light slowly condensed in front of him.
Sensing the surging spiritual energy contained in this water drop, Chen Xuan was surprised and happy.
Could this be the legendary Yellow Spring Water?
"It is true that I am the only one who knows where the Yellow Spring water comes from."
As the young Zhu Jiuyin spoke, he drove the drop of underworld water in front of him to fly towards Chen Xuan, "If you want to get the underworld water, the key point is the underworld fire."
"Yellow Spring Fire?"
Chen Xuan was surprised and summoned the underworld fire again.
Although this kind of strange fire is the same as Huangquan water, with "Yellow Spring" in its name, Chen Xuan did not connect the two wonders of heaven and earth.
"The Nether Fire of the Yellow Spring can extract the essence of the Black Water. Every ten thousand years, it condenses a drop of the Yellow Spring Water. This is what I extracted. The last drop. If you want to get more Yellow Spring Water, then you must use the Yin Power of the Black Water.
Refining the thickest part.”
After hearing Zhu Jiuyin's words, Chen Xuan couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart.
Where does he have so much time to refine yellow spring water?
Not to mention that it would take a while to refine the underworld fire. If he were left in the black water for tens of thousands of years, he would probably be corroded by the Yin force.
Perhaps when he reaches the level of Earth Immortal, he can shorten the time to refine the Yellow Spring Water and then return to the Land of the Underworld to refine it.
Now it is not certain that a drop of yellow spring water can repair Ying Long's soul injury, so Chen Xuan still catches the drop of yellow spring water floating over, and then blends it into the Xuanyuan Sword, allowing Ying Long to slowly absorb it.
"I'm leaving. Master of the Ancient Thunder Dragon, please tell me your name. You own two top-level Ancient True Dragons. Maybe we can meet again in the future."
The young Zhu Jiuyin lowered his dragon head slightly, and his huge vertical pupils also put away the dragon's power, showing a friendly gesture.
"My name is Evil Emperor Chen Xuan, and I look forward to meeting you in the future."
Chen Xuan immediately reported his name.
"Evil Emperor Chen Xuan...Okay, goodbye!"
After the young Zhu Jiuyin said his last words, he turned his huge dragon body and swam into the boundless sea of lost souls. The aura of the real dragon suddenly disappeared away.
Chen Xuan watched the ancient dragon leave. He stayed above the coast for a moment before coming back to his senses. He turned to look at Zhong Wu, who was still stunned on the hilltop in the distance.
The ghost cultivator in the Tribulation Stage witnessed Chen Xuan getting the underworld fire and underworld water, and he was filled with envy in his heart.
But he never dared to have other ideas because the little Thunder Dragon fell into a coma.
Because Chen Xuan's identity is so mysterious and he is so deeply involved with the Ancient Dragon Clan, he, a ghost cultivator in the Tribulation Stage, does not want to offend an unpredictable figure like Chen Xuan, even though Chen Xuan only has the peak level of cultivation in the Hedao Stage.
Suddenly, Tsukasa frowned and blurted out: "No, those ghost masters just now are back again!"
When Chen Xuan heard this, his face darkened, and he immediately released his consciousness. Sure enough, he sensed the auras of more than a hundred ghost cultivators flying towards the seaside.
You will soon be able to see the figures of these ghost cultivators.
