"Land of Baiyue" is just a term, and the southern area of Dashang is almost blank.
It's not that there aren't any living creatures here, but that this area is densely covered with water networks, filled with poisonous miasma, ferocious beasts everywhere, and poisonous insects blocking out the sun.
There is no exploitable value, and there is no large-scale power. Even the savages and natives are only in twos and threes, and there is no atmosphere at all.
Therefore, no one pays attention to this area and doesn't even think of giving it a name.
Xi Tong's only impression of this place was Yunmengze, and he didn't know if it was here.
The world of Fengshen is extremely broad and very different from the earth. On the contrary, it is more in line with the description in "The Classic of Mountains and Seas" and cannot be copied mechanically.
However, Xi Tong named this area Yunmengze. Who is in favor and who is against it?
Looking at the vast vast swamp, Xi Tong's spiritual thoughts spread out and merged into the realm of the unity of heaven and man. Every plant and tree within a hundred miles of land suddenly came to mind.
The spiritual thoughts continued to spread, and soon they were thousands of miles in radius.
At this moment, all the creatures thousands of miles around Yun Mengze instinctively lowered their heads and bowed to the unknown boss.
Don't ask, just keep this posture.
But there are always a few thorns in the side who not only refuse to meet the big boss, but also try to rebel and challenge authority.
After all, it is an opportunity to become famous in one battle, and many monsters who have strength and ambition but no chance are ready to take advantage of it.
Xi Tong smiled.
"Long Yang, there is a three-headed dragon in front of you. This thing is destined for you."
Legend has it that Yang Jian's weapon, the three-pointed two-edged sword, was transformed from a three-headed dragon that brought disaster to the people at the mouth of the Guanjiang River.
Although I don’t know if it’s the one in front of me, but I will kill it.
Long Yang's sword is the demon-suppressing sword. This object was forged by Fuxi, the master of the world of immortal swords, to seize the world. Although it is not a divine weapon of creation, it has a profound foundation and extraordinary heft.
Xi Tong's Demonic Sword is cast in the same way as the Demon Suppressing Sword, so the attributes of the Demonic Sword go without saying.
Although the Demon Suppressing Sword does not have a billion souls, essence and blood sacrifices, no nightshade as the sword spirit, no human ancestor Xuanyuan died with the sword, no...
But it has gained a massive amount of merit power, and even if it is not as good as the Demon Sword, it is not far behind.
The power of merit gives it the ability to grow and transform, allowing it to continuously become stronger and surpass in battle.
In the process of becoming stronger, it is natural to sacrifice some monsters and monsters to enhance the reputation of suppressing monsters.
As for what special attributes this weapon has, we can only talk about it in the future.
There is a waterline in Daze from far to near. Three water mounds are raised high, and the ferocious dragon head can be vaguely seen behind the water curtain.
Roar!
Near the shore, a three-headed dragon burst out of the water. Its neck, which was dozens of meters high, stirred up a huge amount of water, and even pulled out countless brilliant rainbows in the sky.
In front of the monster, which is almost twenty stories high, Xi Tong and the other three are as small and insignificant as sesame seeds and mung beans.
The three-headed dragon could not understand human speech, but roared violently, bared its teeth, and spurted out three jets of turbid water towards Xi Tong.
Just like a water cannon hitting an ant, the ant's field of vision, the sky, and the world are all enveloped and filled by the boundless water realm.
However, in the next moment, a blazing red light rose from the ground and rushed above the clouds, like a blade of flowing fire, cutting through the water curtain.
It’s Long Yang!
He held the sword in both hands, and his whole body was covered with fire, as if a day was leaping up behind him. The figure of the Golden Crow appeared and disappeared, and then turned into boundless fire.
Long Yang is the reincarnation of Fei Peng, the god of war in the heaven. He was very good in his previous life. In this life, he has embraced Xi Tong's lap. It's hard not to think he's good.
Although I have been mentally troubled for a while and have been wandering between morality and ethics for many years, my cultivation has not slowed down.
Later, when the Shilipo Sword Sect opened up the world of Flame Hell, he also wandered there for a long time and understood his own way.
"The world is cut with one strike!"
With a loud shout, a flash of silver light bloomed in the world of blazing flames, and the aura that was so sharp that it could scratch the sight stood thousands of miles away.
From Xi Tong's perspective, what he saw was Long Yang releasing the majestic power of flames, covering the space where the three-headed dragon was. Then the bursting flames set off a violent flow of air, and countless strong winds kneaded into a ball and pulled them into a line.
Finally, he slashed out with a huge half-moon shaped sword energy.
It seems like……
The power of wind!
Xi Tong has always thought that Long Yang has a fire-attributed physique, and the talent he has always shown is indeed the same. The place of enlightenment is also the world of Fire Hell.
But at this moment, Long Yang's body was clearly enveloped by the power of wind, the gentle breeze, the fierce wind, the howling wind...
The body of the three-headed dragon split in half was instantly enveloped by the wind pillar. Perhaps Long Yang's sword energy was too fast, it was still alive and was still struggling fiercely.
However, it would rather rest in that sword than endure the pain that follows.
The hurricane formed a pillar, rising from the ground. The living corpse of the three-headed dragon was lifted a thousand meters above the ground by the wind pillar, and then cut into pieces with a knife, piece by piece.
The violent roar of the dragon soon turned into a shrill wail, which spread thousands of miles and shocked all directions.
It's a pity that it is not the majesty of the three-headed dragon.
But Longyang.
All the creatures in Yunmengze know one thing: the sky has changed.
"Master! After Fuxi's death, the disciple dreamed back at midnight. He often saw the trivial memories of the previous life, and the power of the previous life also surged. After the sword just now, the disciple seemed to have cut through a wall, and there was no trace of the past or present life.
gap."
After saying that, Long Yang waved his demon-suppressing sword.
"Disciple has just learned that this thing is called Zhao Dan!"
Xi Tong immediately understood that Fuxi had done something to Long Yang, probably using a forbidden technique to seal the memory and power of his previous life for future needs.
However, after Fuxi's death, this restriction became like a rootless tree. Coupled with Long Yang's increasing strength, the impact on the restriction increased day by day, until the sword just now was finally understood.
The attribute of Longyang is fire, but the attribute of Feipeng is wind.
Wind assists fire, and fire adds power to wind. Long Yang just used the power of fire to achieve the effect of wind. The two powers are indistinguishable from each other in his hands.
Xi Tong happened to get the Wind Spirit Pearl in the Fairy Sword World, but he never had a suitable candidate.
"This thing is destined for you, take it."
At this time, the wind pillar in the sky gradually dissipated without anyone in charge.
Long Yang Lingchi's technique was so superb and so fast that the three-headed dragon that was cut to pieces by a thousand cuts still managed to hold its breath and did not die.
However, the moment the Wind Spirit Pearl fell into Long Yang's hands, the wind pillar instantly expanded tenfold, and the hard dragon bones, dragon scales, and dragon teeth all turned into powder in an instant.
At the same time, the dragon soul of the three-headed dragon was attracted by the Demon Suppressing Sword and turned into a stream of light and disappeared into the sword body.
The sword body was rippled with autumn water, and a three-headed evil dragon could be vaguely seen with its teeth and claws dancing in it, but it was still unable to break through.
Long Yang had an idea. It seemed that this was the new magical function of the Demon Suppressing Sword. As for other new magical functions, it could only be developed and explored slowly.
Wow…
Bloodthorn Hula's broken corpse fell into the water, instantly dyeing a large area of water with blood.
The blood is still bright red, the minced meat is still warm, and the essence of the dragon has not dissipated. It is the time to breed life.
Xi Tong inserted his fingers into the water and poured countless tadpoles into it...