Chapter 148 The Great Horror

   Lu Bei was making fun of himself, and got a supercilious look from She Yan. Seeing the two behemoths entering and exiting seven times, crushing a group of monks back and forth with their invulnerable bodies, he couldn't help but frowned deeply.

  There is a problem with the secret realm, there is a problem with the formation, and the owners of the two evil dragons naturally also have problems.

  Being young comes old, this is the eternal truth in the world of cultivating immortals.

  The young ones are so difficult to serve, and the old ones are so exaggerated. As a weak innate, Lu Bei didn't want to make fun of himself, but the golden-scaled snake couldn't let go, so he could only wait with She Yan.

   "Let's talk about it first, at most one cup of tea. If Sister Snake doesn't come back, I will leave by myself." Lu Bei took out the white plain dust sword, raised his hand and flicked the blade, a ray of cold light bloomed, and output a flat A.

  I saw it all, he didn't touch the fish, if he killed the evil dragon, he would get a share of the credit, and he would also get a share of the dragon's tendons and bones.

  She Yan didn't respond, the golden eyes of the snake flickered, and the vision switched to the perspective of the golden-scaled thin snake, ordering it to find the heart position, and give the evil dragon a ruthless bite.

  Boom!

   There was an explosion from the sky and the earth, and figures appeared one after another from the ruins outside the Land of Bones.

  For unknown reasons, all the monks who entered the secret realm were teleported here.

  Thousands of miles of white bones filled the sky, surrounded by fierce blood and evil spirits, and there were monks of innate and deity level fighting in mid-air with two evil dragons, which made ordinary monks look dumbfounded.

  Among the crowd, disciples of Huangjizong occupied a corner, and the leaders were Lin Fengxian and Zhao Yingxiong, the two chief stewards. Seeing the evil dragon raging in the audience, no one could control them, both of them had extremely ugly faces.

  Just after driving away the minions of the Iron Sword League, the two chief executives looked at each other in a state of exhaustion, and both saw embarrassment in each other's eyes.

   It is impossible to fight, who knows how many evil dragons there are here.

  Zhao Yingxiong raised his arms and called on the monks to find a way out quickly, and said a few words of cynicism, telling them to work harder if they didn't want to die.

  Thousands of monks scattered around after hearing the words, because the vast majority of people were really average, and those who couldn't jump over the flames into the central area could only move around the ruins, so the scene...

  Large rescue excavation site.

Looking at this scene, Zhao Yingxiong's eyes were full of contempt again. He said earlier that the ruins have not yet been discovered, and no one else is allowed to enter rashly. I can't find the graves.

   "Ho Ho Ho Ho—"

  Smelling the sudden aura of a large number of strangers, the two evil dragons cheered up, excitedly swam high in the sky, and swam towards the outer ruins.

  The new dishes on the table are average in color, fragrance, and taste, but they don’t mind taking a few mouthfuls.

  How cultivated the two evil dragons are, thousands of monks together are not enough for them to spray one mouthful. One mouthful from the left and one mouthful from the right. In less than a moment, hundreds of people have been reduced to food.

Lin Fengxian and Zhao Yingxiong acted as if they hadn't seen it, and it was not worthy of pity to blame themselves, so they ordered a dozen disciples to form a formation to protect themselves, and after a while, they flew high, bursting with cultivation momentum, and led the two evil dragons to the sea of ​​bones and flames .

   "Listen up, cultivators of the God Transformation Realm present, I am Lin Fengxian, the chief steward of Ningzhou of Huangjizong. These two dragons are extremely capable, and it is by no means a single person can contend. Today, there is no suspicion of Taoism, only the same way to survive..."

   "Everyone, if you don't move at this time, when will you wait?"

   "..."

   After some shouting, it was of no use. Anyone who had cultivated himself to become a god, and who hadn't thought about it, didn't want to be used as a spear by Lin Fengxian.

  Lin Fengxian laughed angrily, scolded the unscrupulous people, and confronted Zhao Yingxiong with a wicked dragon.

  The two of them, one in front of the other, squeezed five fingers together, regardless of mana consumption, the aura in their bodies soared one after another, and they jointly made a terrifying punch.

  The front of the fist screamed, squeezing out countless air waves, and the huge fist prints hit the head of the evil dragon like a hill.

   There was an earth-shattering bang, the body of the evil dragon froze, and he fell into the sea of ​​flames from a high altitude. After getting up, he shook his head frantically to dispel the drowsiness.

   "Clatter——"

Vomited.

  Evil Jiao vomited blood, but instead of being internally injured by the punch, he was dizzy and dizzy after being hit hard.

  The filthy flesh and blood couldn't see the shape, fell into the sea of ​​blood, crackling and popping beans, and a lump of gold lumps with a diameter of two meters was the most conspicuous.

  Yuantong broke the golden ball, touched his bald head with lingering fear, looked up and saw the fierce battle, and flew straight away without thinking.

   "The two chief stewards wait a moment, Longding Temple Yuantong is coming!"

  The sound of violent shouting shook the air, Yuantong waved his fists, carried the supernatural power of the dragon and elephant, opened the way with his elbows, and slammed into the evil dragon like a cannonball, staggering him in mid-air.

  Seeing the powerful teammates appearing, Lin Fengxian was overjoyed, and he didn't care who Yuantong was, and praised him: "It turned out to be an eminent monk of Longding Temple, no wonder there is such a god..."

   "Male Gobi, this long snake's skin is really hard to break. If I knew it was so, the poor monk should have brought out the abbot's saber." Yuantong spat hard, and rushed out with another elbow.

  Lin Fengxian: "..."

  The beautiful vocabulary made his praise pale in an instant, and he just shut up, as if nothing happened just now.

  Three tyrannical cultivators who are also proficient in melee combat fighting together, suppressed the arrogance of the evil dragon.

  Another…

   It may be due to a bad stomach, or it may be due to other reasons, the eyes are protruding, and the neck is swollen like a balloon. It spit out black blood, and rolled in the sea of ​​fire as if going crazy. When it was attacked by a monk's magic weapon, it just ignored it.

  Is it so powerful?

   Lu Bei murmured in his heart. He caught a glimpse of a golden light escaping into the sea of ​​blood. Knowing that it was a thin golden-scaled snake retreating, he couldn't help admiring its fierce toxicity.

  Obviously, the Golden Scaled Snake got the chance to get the blood of the Snake God, and was reborn just like She Yan, so it can no longer be viewed with old eyes.

  Lu Bei thought about getting close to Sister Snake, lest one day She Yan let a snake bite someone, and he fell into a coma and lost hundreds of millions of assets.

  The evil dragon was poisoned, Lu Bei could tell, and the rest of the monks watching were no exception. Let them fight for their lives, shaking their heads faster than each other, but let them beat the dog in the water, they would say nothing.

  With Yuantong and three people in front of them, a few low-key gods decided that this battle would undoubtedly be won, thinking about the spoils of war, they struck hard and heavy. All of a sudden, lightning storms whizzed continuously, and sword lights and magic weapons emerged one after another, pressing the evil dragon to howl repeatedly, but he couldn't stand up alive.

  She Yan shook her head lightly when she saw this, and touched the gold bracelet on her wrist that she didn't know when it would be put back. She has a magical power of transformation, and she wanted to try it out with the evil dragon, but now it seems that there is no room for her to use it.

  Lu Bei paddled among the crowd, his sharp eyes spotted the dissipating breath of the evil dragon, his right hand suddenly tightened the Suchen sword, and amidst the endless surge of frost, a streak of scorching white light was drawn.

  The brilliance hummed, and the layers of space folded in the places it passed, tearing through the sky at an unimaginable speed, almost at the moment when the sword was raised, the sword glow hit the head of the evil dragon.

  Black dirty blood spurted, one of the horns of the evil dragon was broken, and a big gap was torn in the forehead.

  It spit out a large black mist with hatred, and the strong evil spirit caused the whole world to be in chaos.

   "Found it, the teleportation array is here!"

  Among the crowd, a big man found the teleportation array behind the pillar.

  The appearance is not amazing, there are no bright spots to speak of, and the same is true for the female cultivator standing next to him, her face is sallow and unsmiling. If there is any merit, it is probably a pair of straight and long legs.

  The monks rushed towards the teleportation array as if they had received an amnesty. Seeing this, the big man hurriedly pulled the female cultivator to take a step ahead.

  Before stepping into the teleportation array, a talisman was extinguished, and a voice was sent to Lu Bei from afar.

  Not a place to stay for a long time, leave quickly!

  Getting Hu San's voice transmission, Lu Bei was even more interested in going. Seeing that the evil Jiao obviously exhaled more air than inhaled, but he was still hanging on without dying.

   After slashing the sword, without looking back, he greeted She Yan and quickly retreated to the position of the teleportation array.

   "Why is there a teleportation array over the ruins? Didn't you say it's in the sea of ​​blood?" She Yan said quickly.

  Lu Bei remained silent. There is indeed a teleportation array in the sea of ​​blood that connects to the outside world, and it is the only way out of this place, and the teleportation array in the ruins...

   Forgive him for his bold speculation, but there was none before.

  The sea of ​​blood was billowing with hostility, and a group of black shadows wandered under the surface of the sea, as if something terrible was about to appear in the world.

A few cultivators who were thinking about their trophies were terrified. They had been immersed in dog ways for many years, stopped their offensive and ran wildly. The evil dragon with bloodstains on its forehead roared and climbed to the edge of the sea of ​​blood. After spitting out a mouthful of dirty blood, it was on the verge of falling His body fell straight down, exploding a large splash of water.

  Yuantong and the two chief stewards of Huangjizong were also like this. They were afraid to stay for a long time, and joined hands to strike a blow, suppressing the evil Jiao, unable to raise his head, and quickly ran towards the teleportation array.

  Among the sea of ​​blood, a vague figure stood still, looking at the fleeing crowd.

  Beside him, a group of evil dragons crawled and bowed their heads...

  …

  [You defeated Jiao Shishi and gained 4 million experience points. After judging that the opponent’s level is greater than 20 levels, you will be rewarded with 4 million experience points]

  On the outskirts of Huolong Mountain, far away from the entrance of the secret realm, Lu Bei called She Yan to find a grass and squat down. Seeing the latter silently back half a step, without forcing, he squatted alone and waited for Hu San to find him.

   "There is actually a defeat reward, it's outrageous, no, it's fair and just, I wish the programmers all black hair..."

  Lu Bei whispered BB, seeing the evaluations with a disparity of more than 20 levels, he roughly understood the reason why the secret realm suppressed mana. It was not for blood food, but a shackle to tie the evil dragons and make them obedient.

   "This benefactor, the poor monk is tactful and polite."

  A strong aura came towards his face, Lu Bei didn't move, and he knew it with his toes. If he kept a low profile and didn't attract any attention, the monk should be looking for She Yan.

   "This benefactor with a handsome face and an extraordinary demeanor, the poor monk is tactful and polite."

   "It turned out to be Master Yuantong, and Ding from Ningzhou is here, why?" Lu Bei stood up, corresponding to the keyword, yes, it was him.

"To be honest, the poor monk went down the mountain this time to find the golden remains of his junior brother. I wonder if the benefactor has seen it?" grasp.

   "..."

  (end of this chapter)