Burial Dragon Valley, as its name suggests, is a valley where dragon corpses are buried.

There is a unique law covering here. Once the flesh and blood creatures enter, they will be corroded by the blood mist, which will eventually cause the life essence to overflow like a sieve and become a real dead thing.

As a result, the black dragon soul ranked fourth among the twelve dragon souls, with the help of the body of Bai Wuwu, showed a trace of original power.

"Oh..."

The black dragon roared, the light all over his body quickly dimmed, and a small intestine path emerged from nothing, slowly appearing at the entrance of the valley.

"Let's go, the fourth child will protect your body and block the indescribable for you."

Bai Wushang nodded, retracted the Cangmu Dragon, and stepped into the Dragon Burial Valley alone.

Although the twelve dragon souls wandered in the ancestral space in the form of souls, not all of them died.

More, in a special sealed state, separated from the body and soul, in order to achieve a longer life span.

Now he is responsible for paving the way and protecting his black dragon, named "Desperate Black Dragon".

It is a supreme sacred dragon with dark attributes, and even if its bloodline quality is not as good as that of Qinglong, it still occupies the upper reaches of the supreme body level.

Surrounded by darkness, the blood mist evaded him, and he didn't dare to surround and entangle him.

Bai Wushang was safe and sound, listening to the whispers of illusory ghosts all the way, and successfully entered the hinterland of the valley.

"Ha ha ha ha ha……"

A series of grieving laughter sounded, the blood mist squirmed, and a half-rotted dragon corpse stood up half of its body from the gray soil.

It has a pair of protruding white eyes, the size of a millstone, shimmering, staring at the position of Bai Wuhuo, and then revealing the three rows of jagged teeth in its mouth, roaring, and pounced on it.

"The uncivilized corpse dragon dare to attack this king?"

The Desperate Black Dragon had an extreme personality, sneered, raised an illusory dragon claw, and patted it on the head of the rotting corpse.

With only a bang, this monster, far more powerful than the toad dragon, was torn apart and turned into a mess.

It dies again, the dust returns to the dust, the dirt returns to the earth.

Perhaps under the nourishment of this soil, there is still a chance to regenerate after a hundred or thousand years.

But now, it is defeated.

The battle did not end.

Like a single stone igniting a thousand waves, the Dragon Burial Valley, which was originally peaceful, was surging under the current, and more ghosts sounded.

There was a translucent dragon shadow floating about a hundred meters away, and the biting chill seemed to freeze the air.

The bone dragon got up from the corpses everywhere, lit a dark green soul fire, and stirred its wings, like a sword hanging in the air.

A dead dragon opened his eyes again, and as he walked step by step, the ground shook and the mountains shook, and the ancient and powerful aura rushed like a tsunami.

"Big Brother, with only a tiny amount of original power and an illusory body, I can't deal with so many monsters."

The desperate black dragon had a solemn expression, restrained a bit of ostentation and domineering, and asked the golden dragon soul's opinion.

"Why don't you call the body?"

"The body is born, and it will take no effort to solve these jumping clowns!"

The golden dragon soul directly refused: "No, the only power is not a last resort, don't use it lightly."

"The place of Burial Dragon Valley is not simple."

"I have heard the Lord say that there have been great sacred dragons throughout the ages, using this as a cemetery in an attempt to live out the second life."

"This way of extending life is worth learning from."

"But nine out of ten, the spiritual wisdom born after death cannot be the same as the past."

"But... if you really awaken the memories of past lives, this kind of corpse dragon will be powerful and incomparable. We must be more careful!"

As the golden dragon soul spoke, he turned around and reminded:

"Fourth old, don't rush to go deep into the burial pit, give priority to finding a suitable keel."

"We first help Xiao Zulong to reincarnate, obtain a temporary body, and then continue to explore later."

The desperate black dragon agreed, and the illusory dragon's body slowly shrank and turned into a hideous black armor, carrying Bai Wushang through the group of ghosts and monsters.

After a while, in a cave in the valley, the surroundings were quiet.

Bai Wushang used the black dragon claws covered by his arms to dig out a corpse in the ground under his feet.

This is a half-rotten dragon corpse, ten meters long, and looks like a pterosaur, but it exudes a very weird breath, as if it has a trace of vitality in a corrupt death.

"This is a half-sacred dragon species, it should be an accident and died halfway."

"It seems that if you give it hundreds of thousands of years, you can also breed a trace of evil spirits through the reincarnation of the corpse."

The desperate black dragon whispered in the ancient dragon language, and then motioned to Bai Wuhuo to tear the dragon corpse and take away its spine bone.

"The pulse of death crowns the world, even if it is a part of the true spirit, it cannot be carried by ordinary bones."

"We are looking for the corpse with the blood of the sacred dragon, but not the adult sacred dragon, this one is just right, so let's put it away first."

Bai Wushang nodded lightly, holding the blue bone that shone with a faint lustre.

Unexpectedly, just after pulling away, the whole dragon corpse was like a candle with the wick cut off, and the vitality of Ruoyouruowu disappeared.

"Very well, go find more keel bones." The desperate black dragon smiled and found his way with his unique holy rank perception.

In just half a day, Bai Wushang collected more than a dozen bones that contained the breath of a holy dragon.

Burial Dragon Valley is indeed extraordinary.

The dragon species buried here are as many as cow's feathers, and it is a paradise for corpses and ghosts.

It's a pity that he can't rely on his own strength to stand on this, and the desperate black dragon possesses and protects every second, consuming the power of the source.

Bai Wushang did not dare to waste time, constantly digging up corpses in rock walls, soil, and bone mounds, and his skills in searching and picking up corpses gradually became full.

"Huh? Finally found the best material!"

In a dark and icy cave, Bai Wushang dug down one hundred meters, his neck was sore, and the black dragon and golden dragon soul were desperate, and at the same time they showed surprise mood swings.

"when!"

It was another claw, slicing away a rock, and a small skeleton appeared in front of his eyes.

Without wing bones, it should be a terrestrial species, like a shrunken Leiyinlong, with long lower limbs and short upper limbs, and the skeleton structure is not complicated.

It should have existed for a long, long time, so long that there was no trace of rotten flesh or traces of blood ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ only pure bones were left.

Bai Wushang's eyes lit up in a flash.

This skeleton...beautiful as a work of art!

Although there is no vitality left, there is no evil, death, or evil spirits. The whole body is translucent, reflecting the texture of gems.

There is no need to emphasize the dragon soul, and Bai Wushen can also tell the difference. This skeleton is very special, far exceeding the dragon bones found before.

"This must be a holy dragon, this kind of breath, this size, a bit like a young "Agate Crystal Dragon"..."

Bai Wushang was surprised.

The existing knowledge base has already been greatly upgraded on the basis of the Chiryu Emperor.

The so-called agate crystal dragon is rarer than the blue dragon, but the same powerful peak sacred dragon species.

This vein is almost extinct among the dragons. I did not expect to find the corpse after dug for a long time in the Dragon Burial Valley, which is really a surprise.