195: Resentful Bone Dragon, Blood Demon Costume Ratio
As soon as these words came out, it was like a fuse was lit. The three factions of warriors who had just worked together to fight against the enemy fell apart in an instant, and their hostility became clear.
After a while.
The man who took out the elixir looked livid. Without saying a word, he knelt down and gave the elixir to the woman on the ground. He carried her and left without looking back: "We have different paths and we don't want to work together. I'm sorry for making such a decision."
I dare to agree."
The three factions eventually split.
More than a dozen warriors followed each other and left without saying a word, walking towards the distance.
"Pfft~"
Spitting out a mouthful of black blood, Tang Yun woke up at the right time, took the elixir to regulate his breathing for a while, and looked around in surprise: "Why are there so many dead?"
Some people couldn't help but ridicule: "It's not because..."
"Shut up."
The young man frowned and scolded him, quickly recounted what had just happened, then looked at Yan Fang with some confusion, and asked Tang Yun, "Where are we going next?"
"West."
Tang Yun sorted through the information he found in the dungeon and said, "I remember there is a place there. If you are lucky, you may be able to get some benefits."
Having said this, he frowned and glanced at the direction those people were leaving: "What an idiot. In such a situation, there is still internal strife. I wonder if we can only unite to be more viable?
In such a desperate situation, you still need to save face. There are really not many people in your sect who have any brains. Face is actually more valuable than life. Tsk tsk... you deserve to die."
Yan Fang frowned: "Send yourself to death?"
Tang Yun didn't want to say anything more, so he just said vaguely: "It's not a good place over there, so just don't go there."
"But let them die..." The young man couldn't bear it. Although everyone had a falling out just now, he still felt uncomfortable just watching the other person die.
Tang Yun twitched the corners of his lips and said expressionlessly: "If you die, you will die. You should know the special features of monsters. If they can offset some of the devilish energy with their lives, their death will be considered worthwhile."
A young girl couldn't believe it and said angrily: "Why are you so cruel?"
Tang Yun glanced at her and sneered: "Are they your father? You can't even protect yourself, and you still have to worry about others. I really can't bear the thought of you chasing after them."
The girl's face turned red and her mouth opened and closed uncontrollably. In the end, she could only stomp her feet and shrink back, forget it, and she would not go to death.
What's more, the other party is angry. If she said this in the past, they may not believe it, and they may even get scolded...
"Let's go." Tang Yun recovered a little, stood up and walked slowly towards the west.
Yan Fang supported him and asked softly: "What are the benefits of going to the west?"
"A tree." Tang Yun coughed a few times, swallowed another pill, and a blush appeared on his pale face.
"What tree?"
"Dragon Blood Bodhi."
The young man couldn't help but exclaimed in surprise and looked sideways at Tang Yun: "Dragon Blood Bodhi? Isn't this thing extinct long ago? How can it still exist?"
Tang Yun did know that this person was named Chu Tianyi.
He is the sect that Yan Fang belongs to. He is now a well-known figure among the younger generation. He entered the eighth level at the age of twenty-five. He is proficient in medicine, Feng Shui, etc., and has extensive knowledge. He is considered a genius. It is said that he is already the designated candidate for the next sect master.
Tang Yun said calmly: "The reason why they are extinct is because there is not even one dragon clan left in the world, and the rare ones are far away from overseas. Moreover, these creatures mostly rely on dragon bones to breed, so they disappeared."
Chu Tianyi asked: "Where did the war not affect that year?"
"At the time of the war, that thing hadn't even been born yet."
Tang Yun rolled his eyes and said: "And the Holy Land of Dragon Domain is where the Dragon Clan lives. Although there are only two Dragon Kings, there are many Demon Kings, Great Demons and the like.
These demon clans gathered together after death, with their vitality and blood at their peak, and their demonic aura like clouds, so it is not surprising that this thing spawned, after all, so many years have passed."
Yan Fang raised her eyebrows: "You know a lot, what else is there?"
Tang Yun said calmly: "It's too much. Where the human warriors died, there may still be some martial arts and magical weapons left behind, provided that they have not decayed for such a long time."
"Haha." Yan Fang didn't ask any more questions. She knew that Tang Yun was very strict with his words. Didn't she let those people fall into the trap just by looking at her calmly?
But she didn't worry too much. As long as she had this guy's life in hand, he wouldn't dare to go too far.
When the group of people reached their destination, countless monsters blocked their way. Although it caused some trouble, it was nothing to worry about.
The three factions were divided into two groups, and Yanfang's side naturally had the advantage. Presumably Xu Mo's attention is on the other side now, and it's not their turn yet.
As far as the eye can see, there are mountains of dragon bones, there seems to be dragon roars all around, and there are even hazy ghost-like dragon shadows floating in the air. There is a small bare tree in the middle of the bones.
It seems to be only two or three meters tall, more like a bone spur among the many skeletons, and is not conspicuous at all. However, the roots of this small tree are firmly embedded in a dragon head, and it can be seen through the gap that the roots have almost penetrated.
All bones.
The small tree has only a few branches, and the black leaves have jagged thorns on the edges. Under the leaves, there are about seven or eight small tomato-like fruits, which are bright red with a faint halo, and there is a kind of
The smell of blood... came to my face.
Chu Tian's eyes widened and he couldn't help but murmured: "Dragon Blood Bodhi? He's actually mature?"
Tang Yun rolled his eyes and complained: "Nonsense, this ruin has been here for so long. I guess this thing has matured more than once."
Chu Tianyi scratched his head in embarrassment, suddenly raised his hand to stop his companion who was about to move, and turned his eyes to Tang Yun's face: "Keep talking."
"What did you say?" Tang Yun was a little confused.
Chu Tianyi said matter-of-factly: "Is there a trap here?"
"..."
Tang Yun twitched the corner of his mouth and cursed: "Is there a trap in your brain? My family is not here, how do I know if there is a trap? This is all what I have inferred from historical data. Do you think I am omniscient and omnipotent?"
"..."
Chu Tianyi also realized that he seemed to be thinking too much. He laughed a few times and stopped looking at him. He turned to look at Yan Fang next to him: "Senior, what should we do?"
Yan Fang glanced at the other sect and said calmly: "There are seven in total. Let's take two and five to them."
Obviously, this is compensation for the heavy casualties suffered by the other two factions. Now that one faction has been sent away, she must unite the remaining people and share the benefits to erase the dissatisfaction and suspicion in the hearts of those people.
"Be careful of those evil dragons." She raised her head and looked at the dragon shadows, her pretty face changed slightly and warned softly.
When the soul dies, it leaves behind resentment, and the resentment gathers into yin, and when yin merges with thoughts, it becomes resentment.
To put it bluntly, this thing is a kind of ghost-like existence, but because it was not ordinary during its lifetime, and this place is extraordinary, it breeds things like resentment. These are the dragons in front of them, so they are called dragon evil.
"nature."
Chu Tianyi responded cautiously and called his companions to approach Bone Mountain cautiously.
Roar!
The moment they stepped onto the Bone Mountain, the hovering dragon suddenly stopped, stared at them viciously, and charged towards them with a silent roar and a billowing wind.
Tang Yun found a place to sit down, took off his water bag and took a sip: "This stuff is a good thing. It can be used to make elixirs and can also be used as medicine. The warrior's blood will increase after taking it, and it can eliminate some hidden diseases of the warrior. Just take one.
When you go out, everything has a price but no market."
"Are you tempted?" Yanfang said with a half-smile.
Tang Yun rolled his eyes: "You will give it to me if you are tempted?"
Yan Fang did not answer and ignored the question: "Where are you going next?"
Tang Yun chuckled and said: "The evil spirit here is strong and the resentment is everywhere. This thing may have been born and turned into a spirit. Let's deal with it first."
"What?" Yanfang instinctively turned her head to look at the battlefield.
But he saw that the small tree seemed to be frightened, its branches were swaying, and countless roots were piercing the keel. Amidst the bursts of clicking sounds, the huge mountain of bones gradually trembled.
The dragon heads were raised one after another, and the hollow eye sockets burned with rich green flames, glaring at the human warriors in front of them, and letting out an ear-splitting roar.
One, two...
As the earth trembled, a giant creature a hundred feet suddenly stood up, with twelve ferocious and huge heads, and spread out its bone wings, which could be said to cover the sky. A strong wind swept through it, and a sonic explosion exploded.
The ground began to crack visibly to the naked eye, and the huge turmoil was like a divine punishment. The howling wind submerged all the ants in front of them.
"Give me back my life..."
"life for a life!"
"I'm here to take revenge~"
"Tang Yun shall die..."
There were sounds, bursts of wailing, filled with resentment, curses, shrillness, and howling.
It was like steel brushing against my skin, my whole body was numb, my eardrums were bulging, and my internal organs were almost clenching into a ball.
Tang Yun's vision went dark, and all kinds of illusions suddenly appeared around him. How many guys were dragging their bodies dripping with blood, or holding heads with distorted features, or wandering in the sky like wandering souls, and they were continuously coming towards him like a tide.
Looking around, Tang Yun had a gentle smile on his face, but the words he spoke were full of anger and sharp as a knife: "Why are you... disobedient?"
Click.
Sizzling...
With the clear sound of friction, Ming Ya emerged from the box inch by inch in the brilliance of the gilded liquid.
"don't want!"
Suddenly, there was a chill on his wrist, and Yan Fang's voice suddenly sounded in his ears. Then everything in front of him was like dreamy bubbles, water, moon and mirror flowers, gradually shattering and disappearing in the ripples.
"Why?" Tang Yun looked down at the white and slender plain hand.
Yan Fang's cold voice sounded. She looked up at the bone dragon that covered the sky and murmured: "You are strong, but this is not your battle."
She can guarantee that if Tang Yun takes action, this seemingly powerful bone dragon will be shattered into pieces in no more than a moment and completely crushed into dregs.
It is true that among this group of disciples, geniuses such as Chu Tian are also in the Tongmai realm, but being in the same realm does not mean that their combat prowess is almost the same. The strength Tang Yun showed when he blocked Jin Gehou before was enough to look down upon those so-called geniuses.
What makes people even more desperate is that compared to the disciples of the sect who were born in a blessed nest and practiced step by step, Tang Yun came from a humble background and said he was self-effacing after having experienced hundreds of battles. This greatly widened the gap.
So Yan Fang didn't want to and wouldn't let him get involved in this battle.
"As you wish." Tang Yun let go of the hilt of the sword, and the true energy dissipated, slowly disappearing in the golden wind, and the evil energy was completely restrained as Ming Ya entered the box.
Yan Fang glanced at him sideways and said softly: "Thank you."
"You're welcome." Tang Yun grabbed her palm with his backhand. She was so surprised that the other party rolled her eyes and quickly let go.
"Roar!!"
The bone wings spread out, the dragon's head roared, and it fiercely bit at the disciples below. As the dragon's claws moved, the earth let out an overwhelmed wail, and large areas collapsed and scattered gravel and sandstorms, leaving huge craters.
"A boring battle."
Tang Yun stopped and watched for a long time, then frowned. His true energy formed a barrier to block out all the sand and stone wind. He took out the elixir and swallowed it, then sat leisurely on the ground.
That's right.
Just boring.
The Bone Dragon seemed huge, like the legendary Big Mac Gundam, but in Tang Yun's eyes, it was no different from a pile of broken bones. It had too many flaws. Give him three breaths and he could kill it.
The premise is to recover to the peak. Now Tang Yun has only recovered to 50% of his true energy. It should be a bit more troublesome to kill it. It will take about... five breaths.
In this world, big does not mean strong.
What's more, the thing in front of me is, to put it bluntly, a pile of broken bones forcibly fixed together, a monster similar to a puppet on a string.
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Longyang County.
An ultimatum was quickly sent to various Zhenwu Pavilions.
Tang Yanyue......
In other words, the Blood Demon and the Shadow Demon put their heads together and looked at the ultimatum on the table with different expressions.
"Have you finished reading?" Blood Demon snorted, sitting on the table and fiddling with his brush: "Shadow Demon, what do you think?"
The shadow moved and became three-dimensional contrary to common sense, just like the murderer Xiao Hei in Conan, sitting lazily on the chair: "I see with my eyes."
After a pause, Shadow Demon gloated: "The Imperial Court issued an edict requiring members of the Blood Sea Demonic Abyss to approach the three states and suppress martial arts pavilions in various places to kill the monsters in the prison and escort the monsters, mountain ghosts, etc. to Zhongzhou from now on.
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Tsk tsk, this thing is obviously aimed at you, right? Do you still have an edict targeting Zhenwu Pavilion?
That's right, there are many evil cultivators, monsters, ghosts and other things imprisoned in the prison. If you rescue them, they will become a controllable force."
The Blood Demon gritted his teeth and stared at the beginning of the document, his eyes flashing fiercely: "It's Tang Yun again."
Shadow Demon chuckled and said: "What I'm curious about is, what's going on with you? Has your brain been damaged over the years? Your plots have become worse than the last. Tang Yun is sure to catch each one..."
The blood demon looked extremely ugly and wanted to say something to refute, but after thinking about it, he sadly found that he had no way to defend himself.
He is also very strange.
At first, he took Qiu Dingyue's body to find trouble, but Tang Yun grabbed his sore leg and leaked it. This was indeed reasonable.
But later the Blood God Son was exposed, leaving the Blood Demon confused.
Yes, those Blood God Sons did have a trick in their head and wanted to use Zhao Yunlu and his son to achieve their goals. What happened next can be explained by the reason that Tang Yun was on guard and therefore took a preemptive strike.
But how did Tang Yun know that kind of medicinal soup recipe?
And now, how did Tang Yun notice this?
Is there really a ghost?
Although he was angry in his heart, the Blood Demon's face remained calm. Instead, he showed a confident smile: "It doesn't matter, his report this time is exactly what I planned."