As Ling Xiao's figure stepped into the fairy pond, he immediately felt a wave of seal contained in it.
Sure enough, just as he guessed, there is something else underneath this fairy pond.
Moreover, it is a blessing that is worthy of Jiang Che’s efforts.
I saw the boundary-breaking talisman in Ling Xiao's hand shining brilliantly, tearing open the layers of seals.
And his figure walked straight into it and disappeared.
"Buzz."
The next moment, Ling Xiao's figure appeared directly in an unfamiliar space.
I saw this place, with bright spiritual light and thousands of divine clouds, like a place of chaos.
And deep in the layers of rays of light, an ancient and vicissitudes of life filled the air, shocking people's hearts.
"Um?"
Ling Xiao's eyes trembled slightly. Even with his strength, he felt tense and unspeakably frightened under this aura.
As he walked forward, he saw a dragon-shaped creature prostrate on the ground in the distance, as huge as a mountain range.
"Um?"
At the same time, an ancient and decaying aura quietly filled the air, shocking people's minds and causing all the blood in their bodies to wither and wither.
In an instant, a sincere smile appeared on Ling Xiao's face, and he raised his feet and walked towards the dragon-shaped creature.
At this time, he saw that this dragon spirit had long been deprived of its blood and bones, leaving only a dragon soul here.
Even so, its aura is still extremely powerful, and it is simply not something that people in the Imperial Realm can contend with.
Zulong!!
Ling Xiao raised his eyebrows slightly, standing in front of the dragon spirit, and there seemed to be magic patterns intertwined in his eyes.
Now he has obtained three ancestral dragon marks, plus Xi'er's own Taixu Zhoulong mark, so he has four ancestral dragon marks.
According to Ling Xiao's guess, as long as he can collect the ten ancestral dragon marks, he can truly recreate the power of the Taichu ancestral dragon.
The dragon spirit in front of me has a majestic and majestic aura that cannot be matched by ordinary dragons.
If Ling Xiao's prediction was correct, this should be an ancestral dragon spirit.
"Is this the secret that Jiang Che and the Witch Clan hide here?"
Ling Xiao's eyes were deep, looking at the golden-brown dragon spirit in front of him, thoughtfully.
Rumor has it that among the ten great ancestral dragons, there is an ancestral dragon that controls decay and curses, named the Ancient Witch Dragon.
This ancestral dragon was once suppressed by the Witch God and became his mount, but in the end he betrayed the Witch Clan during the Lich War and almost helped the Monster Clan turn defeat into victory.
Later, the human saints took strong action to suppress the two lich clans.
The whereabouts of this ancient witch dragon are also unknown. Unexpectedly, it was imprisoned in such a lower realm by the witch clan.
"Um?"
As if aware of Ling Xiao's aura, the ancient dragon spirit slowly opened its eyes, revealing endless ferocity and coldness.
"roar."
I saw it suddenly opened its bloody mouth angrily and bit towards Ling Xiao.
only!!
At this moment, layers of golden runic shackles suddenly flashed on its spiritual body, like a curse seal, which firmly imprisoned it in place, making it impossible to struggle.
"Don't be nervous, I'm not from the Witch Clan. That person from the Witch Clan has already been killed by me."
Ling Xiao shook his head and smiled, and there was also a wisp of dragon power flowing out of his body, roaring incessantly.
Behind him, there is a shadow of a real dragon that breaks through the void and looms quietly, echoing the dragon's power on the ancient wizard dragon.
"Um?"
In an instant, a trace of strong shock and joy flashed through the golden brown eyes of this witch dragon.
How many years has it been!!
It had not seen anyone of its own kind for many years, and the ferocity in its eyes gradually dissipated, and mist began to rise.
"Who are you…"
"My name is Ling Xiao, don't worry, no one here can kill you except me."
Ling Xiao looked gentle, walked up to the ancient wizard dragon, stretched out his hand and gently touched its head.
And when he felt the dragon energy in this young man in black, which was the same as his own, the ancient wizard dragon gradually relaxed his mind.
"Who imprisoned you here?"
"Witch Zhu!"
The ancient witch dragon gritted its teeth and let out a low and angry roar.
Suddenly, a brown mist rose from its body, containing an aura of decay.
The entire world suddenly became blurred and broken, as if it could not withstand such power.
"Do you know where they are?"
"I don't know, my physical blood has been taken away by them. I want to kill them all and devour them all!!"
The ancient wizard dragon kept roaring, shaking the void into endless waves.
"oh…"
Ling Xiao nodded slightly, and a wisp of magic lines suddenly appeared in his palm.
The next moment, before the ancient wizard dragon could react, he saw Ling Xiao's hand inserted directly into its head and holding one of the dark golden marks.
"Um?"
The ancient witch dragon looked stern, and felt a terrifying devouring force sweep down its head.
Immediately afterwards, the remaining ray of soul consciousness was shattered.
"No!!"
At the time of life and death, the ancient wizard dragon tried his best to destroy his soul and die together with Ling Xiao.
At this moment, it clearly saw an ancient stone talisman rising slowly, floating above its head, and falling with strange ripples of black light, completely suppressing its soul consciousness.
"puff."
As a strange melting sound came, the last glimmer of clarity in the ancient wizard dragon's eyes suddenly disappeared.
And its spirit body gradually collapsed to the ground, turning into the purest soul power and rushing towards Ling Xiao's body.
"Buzz."
Heaven and earth hum!!
The entire underground space of the Immortal Pond was suddenly illuminated by this soul light, which was bright and blinding, piercing the eyes.
"call."
Ling Xiao's figure sat down directly on the spot and swallowed up all the souls and spiritual consciousnesses.
At the same time, the Holy Spirit Buddha Realm.
I saw the figures of Ling Xiao, Yue Qingge, and Xue Qianxun stepping into the sky, heading towards the central bank of the Buddha Realm.
According to convention, supreme secret treasures such as the Tathagata Sutra are mostly hidden in the center of secret realms.
Therefore, Ling Xiao did not deliberately look for the fortune here.
For him, as long as creation is still here, there is no way to escape from his grasp.
"Buzz."
At this moment, a spiritual light suddenly rose in the distant mountains and forests, and the Buddha's light shone everywhere.
Among them, there seems to be an ancient golden Buddha shadow, standing in the sky, shining with divine brilliance.
"Young Master, good fortune has appeared in this world!!"
Xue Qianxun's eyes trembled and she exclaimed.
Ling Xiao smiled and nodded, stretching his body slightly, "Let's go and have a look."
Here, Chu Haoran and the disciples of Shanhai Academy frowned and looked at Dao Guiyi and others in front of them, with a gloomy look in their eyes.
"Dao Guiyi, what do you mean?"
"Senior Brother Chu, I have a share in seeing you. You don't want to monopolize this place's creation, do you?"
Dao Gui shook his head and smiled, looking at the golden land in the mountains in the distance, with a strong greed in his eyes.