Chapter 447: The special way of communication, the gate of the True Dragon Mound
Because Qin Yang was kidnapped, it was a big mess. To blame it, no one expected that the big boss, the three-eyed demon mother, would personally risk his life and enter Daying to kidnap a person.
An inconspicuous little monk.
Now that Qin Yang is still alive, everyone is relieved. Since he has survived until now and is still able to spread the information in such a high-profile manner, it should be possible to deceive him again... and use his smooth tongue to delay for a while.
It's not a difficult thing.
As for the Demon Kingdom, the only gathering place willing to receive human monks, Qin Yang was already quite happy to miss Shu.
Unexpectedly, the three-eyed demon mother was more afraid of death than herself, especially after evolving from a hostage to a hired technical boss, her salary gradually increased.
Originally, there was one ferocious beast King Beast every day, which meant talking nonsense and talking nonsense. Who would have thought that the Demon Mother was really particular and insisted on sending one King Beast every day.
And since the first batch of elixirs were refined, the Demon Mother didn't take it seriously no matter what Qin Yang said. Qin Yang wandered around the gathering place, and when nothing happened, he would sit there chatting with monsters he didn't know for a long time. The Demon Mother also didn't care.
in spite of.
Qin Yang can do anything he wants except not leaving the gathering place.
Of course, Qin Yang was not in a hurry, he was very clear in his heart. The more the Demon Mother paid attention to it, the more it proved that his guess was true.
What they are going to do next is very important, so important that the Demon Mother can tolerate Qin Yang to this extent.
Qin Yang also knows that there is a bottom line for this tolerance. As long as he does not run away or blatantly send messages to the outside world, everything else is negotiable.
After refining another batch of Qingxin Dan, Qin Yang put it into jade bottles, stretched out, took the thick soup and slurped it.
"Otherwise, talent is the most important at all times. There is no harm in reading more books and playing less games."
While his salary has skyrocketed, his status here has also naturally risen a lot. He has gone from being a pet brought back by a suspected demon mother to a master who was personally invited by the demon mother after visiting her thatched cottage three times.
The difference between this is a world of difference.
Time passed little by little, and the Demon Mother never appeared again except for coming to Qin Yang every now and then to give Qin Yang something for Qin Yang to decipher.
On the other hand, a beast king is given every day, and it is never left behind, and is always given on time.
Qin Yang couldn't digest it all, so he packed up the thick soup and drank it slowly.
After drinking it for thirty days, Qin Yang's previous guess became more and more obvious. He was using Beast King soup to replenish his body and recover. Although the speed of injury recovery improved a lot at the beginning, after it recovered to 90%, this
The speed began to drop off a cliff, and the effect of Beast King Soup was negligible.
The injuries caused by Emperor Ying were far more serious than expected.
But Qin Yang is not in a hurry. If the Demon Mother doesn't come looking for her, he will just hang around and wait for the other party's arrangements. Anyway, as long as he doesn't deduct compensation, he can say anything.
After a day's work, Qin Yang left the demon mother's palace and wandered around the gathering place. Whenever he met a demon, he stretched out his hand to say hello. He was already very familiar with the demons here. Everyone was generous to this human race who knew a lot.
Monk, my impression is pretty good.
While I was pulling two fox monsters who were already waiting for death, and listening to them bragging about some ancient legends of the monster clan, two divine lights flew from the sky outside the gathering place and landed on the gathering place.
There was a big demon with double horns on his forehead, a protruding face like a wolf, and snake eyes. Next to him, there was an old man whose eyes were covered with a black cloth covered with runes.
After the big demon fell, a large area of space immediately opened up around it, and the guards here immediately stood there and greeted them from a distance.
"Mr. Meng, this place is simple and crude, not as gorgeous as the human race. Please don't be offended, Mr. Meng."
"It's useless to get involved with these foreign things." The old man looked calm, not at all strange because of the environment here.
"please."
The big demon was very polite and led the strong human race all the way to the depths of the gathering place. Halfway through, the old man looked around as if he could see and asked casually.
"Unexpectedly, the Centipede Dragon clan invited Lao Chan, and others also invited others."
"Mr. Meng has misunderstood. These are all human merchants here, just exchanging what they need."
"Others, old man, naturally know that what he is referring to is just this little brother." The old man stopped and pointed at Qin Yang, who was sitting in the distance and looking towards here: "This little brother is sitting here.
The location is the intersection of feng shui here. If anything happens, he can easily use the charm of this place to arrange a restrictive array that can be advanced, attacked, retreated and defended. After the old man appeared, he immediately made adjustments so that it would not be a problem.
We bumped into each other by accident, right?"
The big demon glanced at Qin Yang and frowned, his eyes flashing with light. What the old man said was mysterious, but it was a pity that he really couldn't see anything.
"This one seems to have been invited by the Three-Eyed Demon Mother. I don't know the details."
"Clan Leader Centipede, I'll go meet him for a while and see how good he is. Since I accepted the invitation this time, I naturally have to make sure everything is safe and not allow any unscrupulous people to get in. If something goes wrong then, wouldn't it be a disaster?
An old sign."
"Then... there is Mr. Lao Meng, but please don't hurt the harmony." The centipede dragon leader thought for a moment and agreed. His relationship with the three-eyed demon mother was only average. As someone with the blood of a true dragon,
The centipede dragon clan used to look down on the three-eyed clan. Although they still have some discrimination now, they no longer dare to show it on the surface.
This time it took a price that made his heart bleed to convince the Three-Eyed Demon Mother to help. Now he doesn't want to make mistakes. Who knows what the level of the people invited by the Three-Eyed Demon Mother is.
These things are not what they are good at. With such empty talk, they cannot tell what their level is.
The old man, whose eyes were covered with black cloth, walked towards Qin Yang step by step.
After taking a step, there was a divine light under his feet, which turned into ripples and spread out. Countless runes and Dao patterns spread under his feet. With every step he took, these complex runes and Dao patterns became more and more complex.
It is complex, and the Qi movement contained within it is becoming more and more profound.
On the other side, Qin Yang stood up with a solemn expression and walked towards the old man with the same steps.
The restrictions began to spread from his feet, layer by layer, climbing straight up in a complicated direction.
The two people stood opposite each other and walked towards each other, but the distance between them did not shorten for a long time. They seemed to be standing still.
However, the energy between the two people blended and collided, creating countless illusions. After just a few breaths, the original temptation turned into a confrontation of murderous intent. It can be said that they were killing each other step by step, with a murderous aura.
Soaring into the sky.
In the blink of an eye, not far behind Qin Yang, the figure of the three-eyed demon mother suddenly appeared. She looked at this scene quietly, while a big demon also appeared in other places, watching the two of them use special methods.
Fight.
They couldn't quite understand this kind of confrontation, but they could all clearly feel the danger and the terror of killing each other.
Just based on this confrontation, they could conclude that these two people's attainments in Feng Shui and Formation Restriction were more than one level better than those who were present.
Seeing the changes in Qi becoming more and more intense, the killing Qi coming and going, and the murderous intention becoming more and more obvious, the three-eyed demon mother became unable to sit still.
Qin Yang not only wants to help her with other things, but also concerns her life.
"Monster Mother, please be patient." The Centipede Dragon Patriarch appeared next to the three-eyed Demon Mother, but his eyes were fixed on the two people fighting: "This is Mr. Meng who I paid a great price to specially invite. He
I am happy to see this Mr. Qin, and I am just trying to compete in their field, and it will not hurt the harmony."
"I hope so." The demon mother replied expressionlessly.
"The attainments of these two gentlemen are so strong, and they are between brothers. With one more person, there is finally more hope. Don't worry, I promise that nothing will happen to Mr. Qin." Patriarch Centipede Long assured, patting his chest.
If Qin Yang is a parallel importer, of course he doesn't care. Judging from the current situation, although Mr. Meng has the upper hand for a little longer, the overall situation is a stalemate, which proves that Mr. Qin's level is not bad.
While they were filled with admiration, no one knew that in the seemingly dangerous and dangerous situation, the two of them communicated in this special way in front of them.
And every time there is a confrontation, divine light shines, murderous intent bursts, and countless runes and patterns circulate. Whoever seems to have the upper hand is actually the one who speaks...
"Uncle Meng, why are you here? What, are you going to jump to the front desk?"
"The Thief Sect has been hiding, but there have been activities secretly. Many people know about it, especially in places outside the Great Ying Dynasty. This time I was invited by the Centipede Dragon Clan leader, but you, why?
it's here?"
"Don't mention it. I don't know if the demon mother is an incarnation of something. I caught her, and she shamelessly ran to Daying in person, personally planned and took action, and kidnapped me here. I realized that they wanted to
When she wanted to dig a big tomb, I exposed that I could make elixirs and break formations, so she invited me to help her, and she let me go afterwards."
"Oh, the three-eyed demon mother is very thoughtful and cautious, and she is ruthless. You believe this, but it's not like you."
"I have no choice but to agree. Moreover, I tricked Emperor Ying before and was injured by him. The injury is still difficult to recover from. I guess they went to dig up the True Dragon Tomb, so I wanted to get some True Dragon blood.
Let’s recover from the injury, and we’ll deal with the rest depending on the situation.”
"Yes, I also guess that they have found the Tomb of the True Dragon, so they deliberately let the Centipede Dragon Clan find me. When the time comes, I will go and have a look. I searched through the pile of old papers of the Pirate Gate and found many true dragons from ancient times.
According to the records, I don’t know which one this true dragon’s tomb is, but no matter which one it is, it must be extremely dangerous.
What happened these days? There was a period of time before we couldn't find any trace of you. I looked at your Qi and it was obvious that you were weak and weak. Even though your physical body seemed to be mostly recovered, it was still on the verge of collapse.
Collapse, this time is too dangerous, so don’t go.
If I can get the true dragon's blood, I can bring it back to you. Even if I don't have it, I know a place where there may be true dragon's blood, and I will go and borrow some at that time."
"Uncle Meng, don't worry. Although my current level is not very high, I can always reach the level of the fifth or sixth floor of the Thief Gate Sutra Pavilion. Furthermore, my life involves the Demon Mother's.
She didn't dare to let me die, but she also didn't dare to let me out of her sight."
"That's good, just stay with me. I'm an old man and I still have the ability to protect you."
"No, Uncle Meng, don't expose what we know. No matter what danger I encounter, please don't rush to help me and let the Demon Mother take action."
"Then you cheated Emperor Ying, what happened?"
"It's a long story. I'll tell you slowly when this happens. I've experienced a lot in these years. Oh, by the way, the last time I sent the Heart-Eclipse Grass,
Thank you, Uncle Meng. I checked it out and found that the Heart-Eclipsing Grass belongs to those bald donkeys from the Lu Sect. It must be very difficult to get it."
"As long as you're fine, why are you talking about this? These years, you have been working hard alone outside, and the sect has not helped you. You have to support Zhengyi who is not doing anything serious, and my uncle feels guilty."
"Okay, let's talk about this this time. If we delay it, they will become suspicious. I have the mark left by the Demon Mother on my body. She is monitoring me. Uncle Meng should pay attention."
"Don't worry, I found the mark when I came here. She can't detect it."
After the two communicated secretly, the runes and Dao patterns that filled the place of confrontation had turned into divine light, covering hundreds of feet of land. The murderous intent and danger within it had also accumulated to the extreme.
Suddenly, the divine light in the sky suddenly shattered, and the two figures also retreated.
Meng Yi took five steps back, leaving five-inch deep footprints. His face turned slightly red, and the aura around his body was surging. He stopped there, and above his head, a line of white air rose into the sky like a wolf smoke.
Qin Yang took seven steps back and took deeper steps. However, Qin Yang's face turned pale and his aura became much weaker.
"Meng Yi." Meng Yi cupped his hand.
"Qin Yang." Qin Yang returned the greeting.
After the two men finished fighting, the centipede dragon leader immediately stepped forward, clapped his hands with a look of admiration on his face.
"Mr. Meng is really amazing. I am dazzled by what I saw. I have gained a lot of experience. This kind of scene is rare in a thousand years." After the centipede dragon leader finished praising him, he paused for a moment and turned to look at Qin Yang:
"Of course, Mr. Qin is also very powerful. It's just a discussion. I hope Mr. Qin won't mind it."
"Mr. Meng's attainments in Feng Shui formations are indeed much better than mine." Qin Yang nodded and flattered him honestly.
The reason why they were struggling for so long was purely because they were taking the opportunity to communicate. In terms of true level, Master Meng was at least two levels higher than him.
However, Meng Yi did not accept the flattery of the centipede dragon clan leader. Instead, he shook his head and took the opportunity to raise his status to Qin Yang.
"Clan Leader Centipede has misunderstood, and Lao Chen just won by luck. My skills are not much higher than those of Brother Qin, but Lao Chen's realm is slightly longer than his, and he is injured. After so long, there is no
It's just more wear and tear than old age, and old age cannot win without force."
When everyone took a look, Qin Yang's complexion was indeed not very good.
But they were not good at this at all and couldn't understand the special way of communication between the uncle and nephew. They could only believe Meng Yi's words.
"I see, this king is blind, Mr. Qin, don't blame me." The centipede dragon chief quickly said politely, and took out a wooden box: "This is the centipede clan's specialty, dragon blood grass, which has the effect of greatly replenishing qi and blood.
, please accept it, Mr. Qin."
"No reward for no merit, thank you Chief Centipede for your kindness." Qin Yang replied casually, and then glanced at the Demon Mother three times. He was the person invited by the Demon Mother, and he did it in front of the Demon Mother for no reason.
Accepting the heavy gift from the Centipede Dragon Clan leader would put the Demon Mother's face into shame. It didn't take much thinking to know that the Centipede Dragon Clan Leader would definitely not give out anything that the Demon Mother could.
Especially the relationship between these two people, it doesn't look like they have a good relationship. Of course, Qin Yang wants to give face to the Demon Mother, not to the centipede dragon clan leader.
The three-eyed demon mother glanced at Qin Yang, stepped forward, took the wooden box, and handed it to Qin Yang.
"On behalf of Mr. Qin, I would like to thank the Centipede Dragon Clan Chief." After a pause, he added: "Mr. Qin is not feeling very well. I will take Mr. Qin to rest."
"Mr. Meng, I'll visit you another day and ask for advice."
After saying these words, Qin Yang followed the three-eyed demon mother back to the palace to rest.
After returning to the palace, the three-eyed demon mother suddenly said.
"That dragon's blood grass is indeed a treasure that I can't get here. It only grows in the Dragon Tomb of the Centipede Dragon Clan. It is indeed of great benefit to you. Take it as soon as possible to recover from your injuries."
"I fought hard for my injury to relapse today and earned you so much face. Later, I gave you face with the Centipede Dragon Clan leader. Even if I am half a hostage now, I am still half an expert you hired. You are all
Don’t you want to say thank you to me?”
"I will send you a special beast king tomorrow." The three-eyed demon mother said with a straight face, and disappeared in an instant.
Qin Yang grinned and laughed. This three-eyed demon mother kills people without blinking an eye and kills people like mowing grass. She is afraid to say thank you. It is really the most ridiculous thing in the world.
There was no one around. Qin Yang sat on the futon minding his own business. When he opened the wooden box, a faint smell of blood filled the air. But in a blink of an eye, the smell of blood turned into a refreshing fragrance. With a slight sniff, the breath in his body filled the air.
The blood has become more active.
In the wooden box, there is a ghost blue spiritual grass covered with blood lines. The plant is shaped like a dragon with a sinuous body, and there is a layer of spiritual light on it, which is constantly changing.
"Dragon blood grass..."
This is not even the real dragon's blood grass. The real dragon's blood grass needs to be watered with the blood of the real dragon in order to grow.
However, the centipede dragon clan can be considered to have true dragon bloodline, and the dragon blood grass they grow there is much better than the copycat stuff from Shenchao.
After all, bloodline, strength, and status are all indispensable for a centipede to be buried in the dragon grave of the centipede clan. Those with just a little centipede blood are not qualified to be buried there.
He took out the dragon's blood grass and swallowed it whole. In an instant, the blood dragon tattoo on his body started to move, swallowing up all the medicinal power of the dragon's blood grass.
Then after the essence was refined, it turned into some blood mist, turned into breath, and returned to Qin Yang's body.
Qin Yang activated the Dragon Blood Treasure Technique and slowly repaired his physical body.
In just one stick of incense, the medicine was exhausted, and Qin Yang felt that his injuries had recovered a lot. However, at the end of the medicine, he still felt a little weak.
It seems that dragon blood grass cannot completely recover from his injuries.
The true dragon bloodline that the centipede dragon clan boasts is a bit too much. It may only be one-tenth or even a few tenths of the true dragon bloodline, but they insist on talking about the true dragon bloodline and force themselves to put gold on their face.
But think about it, if the centipede dragon family really had half of the true dragon bloodline, they would still have to go to great lengths to dig out the true dragon's tomb. In other words, if they really had such a strong bloodline, they would still be unable to open it.
Tomb of the True Dragon?
After all, the first generation centipede is not yet known to be a hybrid of a real dragon and something. It is more likely that it is a hybrid of a descendant of a true dragon and something.
Really, according to this calculation, I, a time traveler, can still be regarded as a hybrid of two worlds. If you include the game world, I am a cross-dimensional hybrid. With such a high-end atmosphere and class, low-key luxury and connotation, I also
I didn't brag about it.
After complaining a few words in his heart, Qin Yang continued to wait for the ferocious beast sent by the Demon Mother.
The next day, the so-called special beast was delivered, and it was really special.
It turned out not to be an ordinary ferocious beast, but a strange monster formed after being transformed from blood.
It can be said that this thing's whole body is full of vitality and blood replenishing things. When it was delivered, the monster's consciousness had been shattered, leaving only a ball of shapeless blood cells.
Qin Yang made a soup out of it as a routine, but when it came out, it was different from the past. It was no longer a thick soup, but turned into a pot of blood tofu.
Qin Yang dug out a small piece and swallowed it. The rich energy and blood power escaped, instantly covering him in a ball of bloody flames.
It took a full hour for Qin Yang to digest the power contained in this small piece of blood tofu.
Opening his eyes, Qin Yang immediately cut the blood tofu into small pieces the size of a fingernail and carefully put them away.
This thing is really terrifying. The effect of replenishing qi and blood is stronger than that of dozens of beast kings. I don't know what kind of blood this blood demon originally derived from its consciousness.
It has grown to this point, and it has devoured the blood and vitality of countless living beings.
It would be a waste to keep this thing to eat. Anyway, his recovery from injuries has almost stagnated. Without a treasure of the level of True Dragon's Blood, it is impossible to fully recover.
Keeping the blood tofu as an emergency method to instantly replenish qi and blood is actually better.
Time passed little by little, and another month passed before the three-eyed demon mother suddenly came to Qin Yang.
"Ready to go."
Qin Yang knew that the time had come. He had no idea what the situation was outside. If he wanted to know, he could only find someone to chat with and listen to what others had to say.
But here, they are all full of monsters. For those human monks who come occasionally, Qin Yang can't ask too detailed questions. He can only talk casually as usual and follow the words.
But these merchants don't know much. Every time they come out, they go through hardships, which may take several years, before they can make a trip. The information they know is long out of date.
Qin Yang left the gathering place with the Demon Mother. After flying for ten days, he saw other people above a cloud.
All kinds of monsters have gathered here. In terms of the strength of the Lingtai, apart from Qin Yang, there are really not many of them, and some of them are monsters with special abilities.
Above the clouds, they waited for another half month before they all came one after another. Qin Yang had nothing to do here, so he went to Uncle Meng openly and discussed some professional knowledge with him.
Later, they used the speculation of the chat as an excuse to see that Qin Yang was a polite junior, so he gave Qin Yang basic books, which were either miscellaneous stories, or things like Feng Shui and Kanyu.
Who would have thought that after Qin Yang came back, the demon mother seemed to ask casually.
"I heard that Mr. Meng is very fond of you and gave you a few books?"
Qin Yang sneered in his heart, I heard that this old witch was monitoring the whole process and couldn't see anything, which made me dare not take a shower in the past few months for fear of being spied on by this old witch.
"It's just a few books that are of little value to us. Why, do you want to read them?"
With that said, Qin Yang threw a few books to the demon mother.
The demon mother opened the book generously and flipped through it casually. She found that it was either a random talk or something profound that she couldn't understand. She couldn't see any problems, so she returned it to Qin Yang.
"I'm just asking casually. A big thing is about to happen. I don't want to make any mistakes, and you don't want to hold me back at this time. It will be good for everyone if you complete this matter. What benefits will you get in the process?
No matter what opportunity you have, it's all yours."
"Tsk, what benefits can I get? There is something really good. You big monsters are all wolves. Can I keep it?"
"If I tell you to give it to you, just take it and no one can take it away."
Qin Yang smiled and did not refute, just let the demon mother brag. There are several great demons here who can compete with her. Besides, if there is really something good, she would be the first one to grab it.
Qin Yang returned to the temporary camp and studied several books given by Master Meng.
Many of them are indeed profound, but there are also many excerpts about real dragons hidden in them.
In Feng Shui, true dragon not only refers to the living true dragon, but is often also a term. Even if the demon mother reads it word by word, she may not be able to tell the difference.
Wait until Qin Yang finished reading the book and understood it almost.
The team finally started to set off.
All the way from the demon country to the north, the temperature is getting colder and colder, and the strong wind in the sky is getting stronger and stronger. After traveling for less than half a month, they are forced to fall to the ground and move forward. Even though these demons are not weak, they can withstand it.
Going forward in the strong wind and consuming strength is really a stupid act.
After crossing the land of Demon Country, they did not continue to move towards the northeastern land, but turned to the northwest and entered the glacier.
It took another month before we finally stopped in the middle of an endless glacier.
Looking far into the distance, Qin Yang could even see that towards the extreme north, the sun's brilliance could no longer shine, turning into a deep black night, like a bottomless abyss, stretching on the horizon.
Meng Yi came to Qin Yang's side and also looked at the far horizon.
"That place is the land of eternal night in the far north. Legend has it that in ancient times, one of the true dragons, Zhulong, lived there. When he opened his eyes, it was daytime, and when he closed his eyes, it was night.
According to legend, at the end of ancient times, the ancient heaven and the ancient underworld clashed. The candle dragon participated in the battle and fell from the sky. He closed his eyes forever, and that place no longer had daylight and fell into eternal night."
"I see..." Qin Yang nodded, knowing in his heart that Uncle Meng mentioned this just to tell him not to think twice. Don't think that because this place is close to the far north, it might be Zhulong's dragon tomb. This dragon
In all likelihood, Zhongzuka has nothing to do with Zhulong.
After setting up camp, someone soon came to invite Qin Yang to go.
This time, in addition to the big demons sent by all the clans in the Demon Kingdom, the clan leaders of several clans also came in person.
The leader of the Centipede Clan, the leader of the Three-Eyed Clan, the leader of the Bull Demon Clan, and the leader of the Moon-Watching Rhinoceros Clan.
When everyone entered the big tent, apart from the person in charge, there were only two outsiders, Meng Yi and Qin Yang.
But then, someone carried the chair and carried a man with gray skin and gray eyes, who looked like a centipede dragon, into the big tent.
"I've seen the Centipede Dragon High Priest."
All the great demons stood up and saluted together.
"Everyone, there is no need to be polite." High Priest Centipede was helped to sit in the middle. He glanced at Meng Yi and Qin Yang: "These two are Mr. Meng Yi and Mr. Qin Yang. They have to work hard this time.
You two gentlemen, I have promised you two gentlemen in advance, and you two gentlemen can rest assured that we, the demon tribe, will certainly live up to our expectations."
"The high priest is welcome." Qin Yang and Meng Yi returned the greeting together.
Qin Yang sat in the last position, squinting his eyes slightly and looking at the Centipede Dragon High Priest.
There was no life in him, just like a walking corpse, but there was no life at all. You could even vaguely see that the position of his heart was empty, as if a big hole had been opened there.
But inside, one could hear the chaotic heartbeat and traces of chaotic vitality, maintaining his current appearance.
Looking around again, Qin Yang suddenly understood something.
These monsters are not good people. They are willing to help, but they only need something that the Centipede Dragon High Priest knows. They do not need a Centipede Dragon High Priest who can be fully resurrected.
It is in their best interests to maintain the current situation. Maybe after this incident, these monsters will not work hard, or even let the matter of killing the monument be overturned, and then the old priest will be completely dead.
.
While Qin Yang was thinking about it blindly, the leader of Centipede Dragon threw out an animal skin scroll.
The scroll spread out in mid-air and turned into a map, marked with dense ancient demonic inscriptions and various outlined lines.
Qin Yang stared at the map, while the demon mother squinted her eyes and glanced at Qin Yang without saying anything.
Qin Yang ignored her and looked to himself. Since he had to do something and he didn't even understand the map, how should he do it?
The ancient demonic writings on the map are the dragon writings, which are words unique to true dragons. These words themselves, in the hands of true dragons, will have great power.
After a short look, Qin Yang understood that this was indeed the location where a true dragon's tomb was recorded, but the terrain was completely different from what he was walking on.
"A true dragon, as long as a scale insect, can be ethereal or bright, thin or giant, short or long. It ascends to the sky at the spring equinox and dives into the abyss at the autumnal equinox." Centipede Dragon High Priest read slowly and pointed at the map with his finger.
, there was a radiant change on it, and the map also evolved accordingly, slowly turning into the appearance of the ice and snow plain below.
"The Spring and Autumn Period is based on the ancient saying that three thousand years is spring and three thousand years is autumn. Today is the moment of the vernal equinox. In a few days, Qianyuan Longzhong will also change from secluded to bright, from small to large, and from short to short.
Transformation is also the best moment for us to enter.
If we cannot enter it before it completely transforms to the point of reaching the sky, then no one will be able to use the power to break open the tomb of a true dragon, and we will have to wait another six thousand years."
"Wouldn't there still be changes after three thousand years?" the leader of the Bull Demon Clan below asked angrily.
"The transformation from ascending to the sky to the submerged abyss is a process from strong to weak. When it changes to its weakest, we have the opportunity to enter. But after entering, the Dragon Tomb has turned into the state of submerging the abyss. None of us can
Don't even think about it, no one can withstand that kind of miraculous change without dying."
"So we are going to enter the Tomb of the True Dragon..." Qin Yang suddenly sighed in a low voice.
Raising his head and seeing everyone looking at him, Qin Yang chuckled and cupped his hands.
"Sorry, the Demon Mother only told me something before, but she didn't say it was the Tomb of the True Dragon."
"It's a very important matter. We don't dare to leak the news until the last moment." The demon mother replied expressionlessly.
At this time, Centipede Clan Leader also stood up and cupped his hand towards Meng Yi.
"Mr. Meng, please forgive me. The matter is really important and we have to be careful."
"It doesn't matter, you can see the Tomb of the True Dragon. Among all the tombs, it is the most peculiar existence. It doesn't matter whether you tell it beforehand or not."
After interjecting a few words, High Priest Centipede continued.
"We have found out that this true dragon's tomb belongs to Jiutian Yinglong. By then..."
Everyone was discussing here, but Qin Yang just listened and didn't speak.
By the time the meeting was over, monsters were already digging into the thick ice cap.
The original terrain has been completely covered by ice and snow, and after countless thousands of years, it has turned into this unknown thick ice cap.
If you want to find the entrance to the Tomb of the True Dragon, you must first dig a passage.
A few days later, a passage with a diameter of a hundred feet that plunged straight into the depths of the ice cap had been dug by the demon clan.
Those who decided to go fell into the depths of the ice cap together.
It fell for a full ten miles before landing in a dug-out space.
By now, the ice cap has turned into dark blue, and the ice cubes are all made of ten thousand-year-old black ice that is as strong as black iron. It can be directly used as materials for making weapons, and there will be no sign of melting even when burned by fire.
If the demon tribe wants to dig out this space, which is only a few hundred feet in size, they may have lost all their strength.
On one side of the space, you can see an area that was originally a hillside. Today, the land has turned into frozen soil, as hard as ice that has lasted for thousands of years.
Several big demons personally took action to dig out the frozen soil. It took them half a day to dig out a blank area on the hillside that was only a few hundred feet long.
A hundred-foot-large metal disc was dug out from inside.
The Centipede Dragon High Priest walked to the metal disk and nodded to the Centipede Dragon Clan Leader.
The leader of Centipede Dragon cut his wrist, and a trace of purple brilliance blood flowed out like a spring, filling the ravines and gaps in the metal perfection.
The Centipede Dragon High Priest sang a vast ballad in an ancient language.
A trace of strange power began to spread here, as if there was a real dragon, making a desolate roar here, like the oldest call.
As the singing changed more and more, sometimes as low as a murmur, sometimes as high as a roar, Qin Yang could no longer hear them all. These sounds were beyond the range of his ears, and he could only feel the changes in the breath here.
The Centipede High Priest's body trembled, and Qin Yang could feel that the messy vitality in his chest was quickly disappearing at an extremely terrifying speed.
At this moment, the Centipede Dragon Clan Leader nodded to the few powerful men from the Centipede Dragon Clan who were following him.
These strong men half-knelt on the ground and saluted. The next moment, several of them reached out their hands at the same time and patted their foreheads.
The vitality of several people was cut off in an instant, but at the same time, the vitality in the chest of Centipede Dragon High Priest suddenly grew stronger.
Qin Yang watched this scene quietly. He was so cruel. He used his own people to sacrifice. These powerful men, who have cultivated to this level, probably died like this after countless time and hardships.
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As time went by, some people from other tribes also came out and sacrificed themselves to maintain the vitality of the Centipede Dragon High Priest.
For three full hours, the chanting of Centipede High Priest suddenly stopped.
He staggered and almost fell, but someone helped him down.
The metal disc stained by blood began to emit some soft divine light. More than 90% of the flowing blood was evaporated, leaving only a trace of blood that exuded purple-gold brilliance and carried a strong pressure.
, submerged into the center of the metal disk.
The next moment, accompanied by a roar, a bronze gate with a height of one hundred feet rose from the center of the disk.
There is a relief sculpture of Yinglong entrenched on the two doors in the center. Yinglong looks down and grasps the heads of the two doors with his two claws.
"Yinglong's Tomb! It finally appeared!" Centipede, the high priest, walked forward excitedly, bent down and knelt down.
As the giant door appeared, everyone looked around, wanting to see how the door should be opened. Meng Yi and Qin Yang also followed to check.
While everyone was observing, the leader of the Bull Demon couldn't wait any longer.
"There's no point in looking at this door. It's hard to open it."
He waved his hand to his men, and immediately a bull demon several feet tall walked up to the giant door, roared, and grew to a height of a hundred feet, with two giant claws attached to the giant door.
But the giant door showed no response. As the Bull Demon roared and exerted force in his hands, when he pushed the giant door, he saw two divine lights suddenly shooting out from the eyes of the Yinglong relief on the door.
The Bull Demon's roar stopped abruptly, and his body silently turned into gravel and shattered down. The gravel turned into powder before it fell and dissipated without a trace.
The scene was deathly quiet...
Qin Yang sighed, why are there always some people who can't wait to kill someone? It's not easy to practice hard to reach this state, why are they not afraid of death?
"You are so unafraid of death that you still want to force open the gate of Yinglong's Tomb?"
"What kind of advice does Mr. Qin have?" As soon as the demon mother heard this, she understood that Qin Yang had been silent before, so speaking at this time would not be sarcastic.
"Think about the legend of Ying Long. It seems that he has visited the human race many times. Looking at the shape of this portal, it is obviously not the style of the demon clan, but a style inherited from the human race. Furthermore, there are guests arriving
Visitors, but anyone with a bit of politeness wouldn't just force the door open, right? Anyone who kicks in the door is called a bad visitor and will be beaten to death."
"What are you trying to say with all your gibbering?" The leader of the Bull Demon Clan was a little anxious.
"Knock on the door."
As soon as he finished speaking, the sullen Bull Demon Clan Leader immediately kicked the person next to him to the door.
Without thinking, the bull demon stretched out his palm to knock on the door.
"Don't..." Qin Yang shouted quickly.
But it was too late, the Bull Demon had already slapped the door.
On the Yinglong relief on the giant door, two more divine lights fell, reducing the bull demon to nothing.
The Bull Demon Clan's eyes turned red with anger. He appeared in front of Qin Yang in an instant and was about to grab Qin Yang's head.
And halfway through his slap, the Demon Mother had already stretched out a hand, and her sharp nails were already there waiting for his hand to fall.
"Boy, did you do this on purpose?"
"Chief of the Bull Demon Clan, you didn't listen to what others were saying and rushed to die. Can you blame me?" Qin Yang looked innocent and pointed to the two stalls on the door: "Have you seen these two things?
?This is for knocking on the door. When your men come up, they go up and slam the door. Do you know what this is called in the human race?"
"what is it call?"
"This is called mourning."
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