Under the Burial Dragon Abyss, black haze covers the sky and thousands of ghosts scream.
"The boy is gone."
Qin Qiao wondered, when the young man in black entered the Burial Dragon Abyss, they followed closely behind him, but as soon as he entered the abyss, the young man disappeared without a trace.
"Ninth Sister, the erosion of the evil spirit is getting stronger and stronger."
The white-browed man looked solemn and said: "If you want to go deep, you must use the Ruyi golden cymbal."
"Lao Liu's magic weapon?"
Luo Xianchen raised his eyebrows.
Everyone nodded and looked at Luo Xianchen with a hint of fear.
"Forget it, just think that I owe him a favor." Luo Xianchen said: "If I can successfully open the Panhuang Mausoleum this time, when I get the magic weapon, I must find out the whereabouts of that person."
She gritted her teeth, and murderous intent swept through the void.
If the magic weapon hadn't been taken away, how could she be in such a mess?
Everyone looked at each other in shock.
I wonder who has this honor to be hated by the ninth elder of the Shinhwa Club?
"It's a different kind of fun to occasionally watch Ninth Sister suffer."
Each member makes eye contact.
Sonorous!
The white-browed man activated his magic power, and a golden light appeared. Divine light flowed, illuminating the mountains and rivers in all directions. It was a golden cymbal with golden Dao patterns engraved on its entire body, and its aura was misty.
As the white-browed man used his magical power, the golden cymbals were turned on, and the divine light shone. Everyone immediately jumped into the golden cymbals, controlled the magic weapon, and flew deep into the Burial Dragon Abyss.
This golden cymbal is a magic weapon of the Sumeru realm, and its defense is extremely powerful. Even a strong person in the same realm can hardly break through the golden cymbal's defense.
"The magic weapon forged by Lao Liu himself is indeed quite capable."
Luo Xianchen said lightly.
"Ninth Sister, Sixth Brother knows your temper, so he only lent you the magic weapon and did not come to Panhuang Mausoleum in person." A woman explained.
Luo Xianchen nodded slightly.
Whoosh!
The golden cymbal rushes into the depths of the Burial Dragon Abyss. Under the shadow of the black haze of the evil spirits, one can see the fierce ghost-like creatures. They are as majestic as demons and have overwhelming arrogance.
Under the Burial Dragon Abyss, I don’t know how many masters have fallen.
Under the influence of the evil spirit, these corpses were integrated into the Burial Dragon Abyss, trapped here for life, and turned into watchdogs.
Whoosh!
A skeleton looked at the golden cymbal, thousands of miles away, and struck the golden cymbal with a palm.
The black haze stirred, the roar of fierce ghosts came from the void, and the evil spirit was like air waves, layer upon layer, hitting the golden cymbals.
Bang!
The Skeleton Demon's attacks fell together.
However, the golden cymbal was indestructible. When its bone palm touched the golden cymbal, it was immediately shattered by a terrifying counter-shock force, and the demonic body exploded, leaving no bones left.
The people who stayed in Ruyi Golden Cymbal felt nothing and continued to fly into the depths.
The deeper you go, the stronger the evil spirit becomes, and can even affect the masters of Tianyun Realm. However, Ruyi Golden Cymbal is on a flat ground and soon reaches the deepest point.
Wow!
It was as if chains were dragging on the ground, and the sound of metal collision echoed at the bottom of the abyss. The black haze blocked the spiritual thoughts and blurred the vision. Even the people in the golden cymbals could only see a vague outline.
"That's weird." Qin Qiao was surprised, "That kid seems to have disappeared from the world."
Boom! Boom!
A dull sound came from the front, and in the darkness, two suns lit up little by little, emitting scarlet light.
Then, a ferocious head appeared in everyone's eyes.
The two suns are a pair of beads, inlaid on a dragon head.
The dragon's head is covered with black dragon scales, and when viewed from a distance, it looks more like a human face.
"The smell of this beast is so terrifying!"
The man with white eyebrows was worried.
"This is an evil dragon." Luo Xianchen frowned slightly, "According to legend, there was a man in ancient times who was greedy and swallowed a dragon egg in an attempt to transform into a real dragon."
"Although he succeeded in the end, he turned into an evil dragon. Controlled by the dragon's ferocity and lust, he went on a killing spree, killing everyone."
"Is this the evil dragon?"
Qin Qiao said in shock.
"Yes." Luo Xianchen nodded, "This is the ancestor of Nielong."
Roar!
The evil dragon opened its mouth and roared, and the dragon's saliva stood on the dragon's teeth. It was as terrifying and ferocious as a mountain, and the layers of space exploded. There was a dragon's roar, and the wishful golden cymbals rolled in the air, like rootless duckweeds.
Qin Qiao was shocked.
"This... can shake the wishful golden cymbals with one breath, does it require at least the Xumi realm to cultivate?" The white-browed man looked at this scene and took a deep breath.
An evil dragon from the Sumeru realm guards the Panhuang Mausoleum, how do they play?
Luo Xianchen looked into the broken void.
She released her spiritual thoughts, but the distance of her spiritual thoughts was limited and she got nothing.
"This void is just an appearance."
Luo Xianchen murmured, "Panhuang's Mausoleum is somewhere somewhere."
Wow wow wow!
The evil dragon stepped forward, and chains engraved with ancient Taoist patterns were wrapped around its body. It could only walk ten miles, and a huge dragon body slowly appeared.
It's too big.
A pair of eyes are like the sun, a pair of dragon horns are like swords holding up the sky, and the chains rub against the dragon scales, bringing out strings of sparks, fleeting like fireworks.
"Ninth Boss, is it hungry?" Qin Qiao's scalp was numb.
"Look at how cowardly you are."
Luo Xianchen snorted coldly, "This evil dragon has been locked up for millions of years, and its strength is no longer at its peak. Moreover, those chains restrict its movements."
"As long as you don't seek death, you won't die."
"Ninth Sister, what do you mean, if we set foot in the restricted area, Ruyi Golden Cymbal will not be able to hold it?"
"Can bear it."
Luo Xianchen said.
"Scared to death..." Everyone smiled.
"It's just that people will die." Luo Xianchen said again.
"..."
"Ninth Boss, can you finish it all at once?" Qin Qiao said dissatisfied.
Luo Xianchen looked at the evil dragon and thought to himself: "Panhuang locked the evil dragon in the Burial Dragon Abyss, so that he could live forever and guard Panhuang's mausoleum."
"If there were no ten pages of scriptures, it would be impossible to open the Panhuang Mausoleum."
"really."
The man with white eyebrows echoed.
"Ninth Boss, that kid has appeared." Qin Qiao's eyes moved. The young man in black was carrying the Taihuang Demonic Sword on his back. On top of the Demonic Sword, wisps of black light lingered around his body.
That is endless sword energy.
As soon as the evil spirit of heaven surged in, it was shattered by the sword energy.
The power of the Taihuang Demon Sword is even greater than that of the evil spirit.
Otherwise, with his cultivation in the Ancient Origin Realm, he would not be able to reach this point.
Roar!
The evil dragon roars with great ferocity.
Boom!
The young man in black had a thought, and a green dragon flew out from his purple mansion. The green dragon still had a breath, but was thrown to the evil dragon by the young man in black.
"Whoa!"
In an instant, Qinglong's eyes widened, he let out a roar of fear, and ran away.
But it's too late.
Although Nie Long is locked, his strength is still there.
It pinned Qinglong to the ground with one claw, and Qinglong had no power to resist.
The evil dragon bit off its head in one bite and threw it aside. Its sharp teeth and claws tore apart the green dragon's flesh and blood, and began to feast on it in front of everyone.
The sound of chewing is endless.
Everyone was horrified.
The boy in black grinned, "I have been trapped for a long time, but my ferocity is still there."
"This kid is not a good person either." Qin Qiao said.
"If you can hold the Taihuang Demonic Sword, you won't be an ordinary person." Luo Xianchen said calmly.
Boom!
Powerful auras descended from the sky. Huangfu Wu Gong, Fu Jianjia and others also rushed into the Dragon Burial Abyss. In front of a group of top masters, the demons and demons in the Burial Dragon Abyss were nothing more than mantises acting as chariots.
Tianyun realm masters from all major forces descended to the bottom.
"Evil dragon?"
Huangfu Wu Gong's expression changed.
Tao Tiansheng had a strange look on his face.
"This is the ancestor of the evil dragon."
"Looking back to our roots, we are still the same person."
Fu Jianjia said indifferently, "It's just a human being turned into a dragon."
"However, the cultivation level of this evil dragon is extraordinary. It has reached the Sumeru realm. Even if we fight together, we can only end up with a lose-lose outcome."
"Panhuang left a legacy and left an evil dragon from the Sumeru realm to guard the entrance. Aren't you kidding us?" Master Tianzhi said with a stinky face.
"Who told you that the entrance is here?" Lu Jianchi asked rhetorically.