"Our ancestors once said that the guide who will take us back to our hometown will come soon."

The old Yichang said in a faint voice:

"The moment you showed up, I felt that maybe our opportunity was here." There is no reason for that premonition. It may be that Yichang has been guarding for more than a thousand years and has been disgusted with this long and boring life. .

The difference Song Qingxiao showed gave him a glimmer of hope.

Especially Xiangyao mentioned that after Jiuquan's water could not harm her, it made Yichang's hope that the flames of hope that had been extinguished with the passage of time reignited again.

The moment he met Song Qingxiao's eyes, he could sense the determination in the girl's heart. She came for the Dragon King, especially when she did not hide her goal, Yi Chang's heart became even more excited.

"On the day the holy temple was built, we brought in the spring water." He said here, paused for a while, and then said: "The Jiuquan at that time was still very clear. I saw their eyes—"

There is no fear that death is imminent and will be trapped at the bottom of the cold spring for decades, even hundreds of years, only the endless attachment and reluctance to husbands, sons and relatives.

Our ancestors once said that the ‘leader’ will come in the near future to relieve their suffering.

At that time, Yichang and others were still very optimistic, thinking that maybe they were lucky, it would be more than ten years, but bad luck, it would only be a hundred years at most, but they waited for more than a thousand years. .

The spring water did not pass the bodies of the wives and daughters of the clan. The body of the jade carving slowly turned, one head sinking, and the other standing in the air, which means that if no one can break this jade carving, this couple will There will never be a time to meet again.

Even if the holy temple reversed, Yichang and others sank to the bottom, and women emerged from the water, it was just another way, still waiting unilaterally.

The existence of the jade carving is the balance of the Yulun Void Realm, but now that the jade carving has been destroyed and the balance is broken, the devil energy can no longer be suppressed, and the evil dragon's ghost will once again reappear in the world.

The demonic energy that has been cultivated for thousands of years by the people of the soul-suppressing clan has become a climate. If the last line of defense is broken, the Kowloon will converge, and the Dragon King will be born, then the consequences will not be imagined.

Both of them understood this truth now, and Yichang knew that he couldn't stop it, and couldn't stop it anymore.

His sighs gradually disappeared, the black dragon roaring of'Wow Roar', the broken jade sculpture'creaked' falling down, the ghost head of'hehe' grotesque laughter, and Chu Rong and others combined into a spell of supreme mind. , Mingled with water,'wow' hit the ears.

"Song..." Xiang Si's voice stopped abruptly, and then Fan Wu's surprise laughter:

"It was you who chose number two!"

Xiang Si died, but the points reminder in the sea of ​​knowledge did not come out differently. This was enough to prove that Xiang Si was not really'dead' in the trial space.

This news is undoubtedly a happy event for Fan Wu.

The cards in the trial space represent the number of times each different trialer’s chances of survival. He and the dead horse No. 1 and No. 2 respectively represent the numbers '5', '3', and '4'. Then Song The two of Qingxiao and Xiangsi are naturally '1' and '2'.

Song Qing's strength itself is against the sky, and the magic weapon is strong and many. If such a person has a chance to be reborn, it would be a very dangerous thing for Fan Wu.

But at this time Xiang Si died and came back to life, which proved that she was the one who chose the '2' card, and the mark in Song Qingxiao's hand was naturally '1'.

She had only one life, and the news made Fan Wu a booster.

Song Qing Xiaoyi couldn't hold on to Xiangsi, so he long tailed his legs and cut his legs. With the force of this kick, he rushed into the water like an arrow.

"Hahahahaha —" Fan Wu's laughter was mad, and an undercurrent gushed out from under Jiuquan.

The ripples swayed around, and a stream of water carried Song Qingxiao'swish' up into the air!

The black energy that was blasted away rolled away like clouds and mist, allowing Song Qing to see the situation inside the holy temple at a glance.

After the jade carving broke and the seal was unlocked, the spirit of the evil dragon that had been suppressed for thousands of years at the bottom of the pool surged up.

Nine black dragons are on the side of the spring pond, sucking in the black energy in the pond.

In the direction of the siege of the five skulls, the dead Xiang Si was reborn once again, his face pale and still in shock.

Around the holy temple, on the steps that stretched out, all the Soul Suppressors sat cross-legged.

It’s just that they look terrifying at this time. A lot of black air burrows out of every pore on their bodies, like parasitic hair strands, burrowing out 20 to 30 centimeters, trying to get away, but the other end It's like being pulled by some kind of forbidden force, trapped in their bodies, making it difficult for these black threads to get out of their bodies, and then drifting around their bodies, like a monster with lush and long hair. It's an extravagant person.

Their facial features are no longer clear, and they are covered by these dense black ‘hairs’, but the sound of their chanting spells is mixed with painful sighs.

Song Qing's small eyes fell to the side of the holy temple where Yi Chang was originally located. When she entered Jiuquan, Yi Chang was being attacked by the black dragon phantom he had summoned.

Chuli's bone staff in front of Yichang was broken, and the scales he was wearing were torn apart. After being polished, scattered dragon scales splashed around, exposing Yichang's black body.

The cap on his head had long been crushed by the impact of the black dragon, and his dry white hair flew away with the airflow.

It is unbelievable that under Yi Chang's previously tall and strong body, there is a withered and rotten body hidden.

From the torn open cloak, you can see his thin skin and flesh, like a translucent dried meat, lined with traces of darkened ribs, so brittle as if it were a light poke. There will be a crisp cracking sound.

Such a scene reminded Song Qingxiao of the air-dried corpse he found after entering the cabin during the trial of the Lost City.

Yichang is not dead yet.

Song Qing's eyesight was amazing. She saw that a piece of thin and transparent skin was lifted up with Yichang's faint movement, and with his movement it looked like a butterfly flapping its wings.

Even with the powerful vitality of the soul-suppressing clan, but at this point, he should be undoubtedly dead. What kind of belief is it that can support him not to "abandon" such a rotten body, and suffer for nothing. Pain?

In the sound of the water flowing, except for the Soul Clan that seemed to be in concentration at this time, and did not respond much to Song Qingxiao’s appearance, Xiangsi’s pale face was seeing Song Qingxiao’s appearance. At that moment, it seemed that he had seen a long-lost relative, and was almost crying with joy.

Contrary to her, there was a look of panic and horror flashing across Fan Wu's face for a moment.

He had been killed by Song Qing once, and he was instinctively afraid of her.

But this person has a very strong mind, and after discovering the sense of horror surging in his heart, he quickly suppressed it.

He cowered first, and then remembered that Song Qingxiao had only one life, he couldn't help turning from worry to joy, and a trace of murderous intent flashed quickly in his eyes.

"Miss Song——"

At the broken bone stick, Yi Chang, with his head hung down, suddenly ‘moved’.

When the hoarse voice sounded, not only Xiang Si, but even Fan Wu was taken aback.

Everyone thought he was dead. Before Song Qingxiao sank into the lake, he didn't see the scene of the black dragon phantom attacking him.

The two sides were originally enemies. The black dragon was slaughtered by the Soul Suppressing clan, and suppressed by its people. The bones and scales were made into weapons, and the soul was trapped in the rod, and he hated the Soul Suppression clan.

When the dragon soul turned around and attacked Yichang, the offensive was extremely fierce, and an old man who was very old was not the enemy of these dragons at all.

When Fan Wu came in, he didn't put his superfluous consciousness on Yichang at all. Instead, he focused on searching for Song Qingxiao's whereabouts and killing Xiang Si, so he didn't expect Yichang to have a breath.

At this moment, when he made a sound, Fan Wu was stunned for a moment. Taking this opportunity, Xiang Si bit his tongue and spouted a mouthful of blood.

As soon as the five Soul Eaters smelled blood, they immediately rejoiced, making a sound of laughter one after another, and flew in the direction of the blood mist.

Xiang Si lost his essence and blood at the expense of his longevity. After taking him away, he was busy escaping more than ten meters in an instant. When he fell under Song Qing's body, he opened his mouth and spit out another mouthful of blood.

When Fan Wu came back to his senses, he had already lost the best time to strangle Xiangsi.

His expression was overcast at first, and then turned into nothingness.

Anyway, Xiang Si has been half-worn, and after one death, even if she was lucky enough to get back a life, her combat effectiveness was greatly compromised, and it was nothing to be afraid of.

Even though Yi Chang didn't die, he looked like a gossamer. Death was only a matter of time, and the most important thing in front of him was to find a way to get rid of Song Qingxiao.

Song Qingxiao didn't look at Fan Wu, but fell on Yi Chang's body.

"..." In the soft moan of the Soul Clan Clan that was almost whispering, Yi Chang's hair moved, and his head, which had been hanging down, slowly raised a half point.

Under the dull white hair, there is a face like a corpse, and the cheeks are deeply sunken, firmly against the skeleton, like a skull covered with dried flesh.

His eyes were dry and tarnished, like two wells that had dried up, I'm afraid he could no longer see the scene in this holy temple.

"You can kill the Dragon King--" The mouth that was like a thousand-year-old corpse made a very hoarse voice, and every word that was said seemed to be very laborious.

‘He’ stopped for a while, then said:

"Lead us back to our hometown?"

"..." Song Qing was taken aback for a moment, Xiang Si didn't know what to do, not knowing Yichang's intention at this time.

But she clutched her chest and passed the voice to Song Qing Xiaodao:

"Our task is to kill the Dragon King. There is no need to make other troubles."

At this time, Xiang Si was seriously injured and fought with Fan Wu. He died once. He was already a frightened bird. He was unwilling to have more troubles. So he wanted to persuade Song Qingxiao not to do unnecessary things: "But You can promise him first, and we will have the final say if you can't go afterwards."

The rich trial experience made Xiang Si vaguely feel that this may be the redundant task branch in this mission. According to the past situation, Xiang Si speculated that it should be related to the Dragon King.

However, in her opinion, the appearance of the "Dragon King" is already very clear, and there is no need to make extravagances. Therefore, she wants to persuade Song Qingxiao to deal with Yichang first and then regret it later.

Song Qingxiao ignored her, but asked Yichang:

"Where is your hometown?"

Xiang Si was a little worried.

If other people asked like this, she might really take it as a dodge word, but from the few days when she had dealt with Song Qingxiao, it was obvious that she was not such a person.

Xiang Si didn't know what happened to Song Qingxiao under the water, but the jade carving can be broken, and it is obviously inseparable from Song Qingxiao.

Jiulong's strength is too strong. Even these black dragons are not fully grown. After the demon energy gushing out of the water is absorbed by them, the shape of these black dragons is obviously larger and more real, unlike the semi-phantom bodies before. , Has its own god, does not have its shape, and its lethality is extremely limited.

After the jade carving broke, the demon energy gushing out of the pool was no less than that above the holy temple. Jiulong absorbed these demon energy into the body, gradually growing, and the breath was even more amazing.

In such a situation, if once the dragon king appears, and there is another fan who is eyeing Fan Wu, the two of them will not be able to protect themselves. Why bother to do more?

"So...hometown...?" Yichang's tone was a little confused, the tone stretched extremely long, as if trying to think back, but finally gave up:

"I don't remember... I went too far..."

His ancestors left their homes and walked for too long, and they were getting farther and farther away from the landscape and countryside of their hometown. When passed to the Yichang generation, in addition to the persistence of'going back', in fact this group of lost The tribe has no idea where the home is.

Even if we can find some clues from the legends of our ancestors, the years have changed and the mountains and rivers have changed. By now, I am afraid that the homeland of this tribe has already changed its appearance, and it is not the hometown in their memory.

"But—" Yi Chang's tone raised, as if he had remembered something, a little excited:

"My father said that the ancestors once said that the one who killed the Dragon King will be the guide who will lead us back."

Maybe he mentioned something that excites him~lightnovelpub.net~ His original tone of anger was like a hair, suddenly he became energetic, and he felt like before returning to the light:

"'He' will find our hometown..."

After Yichang finished speaking, he raised the horrifying and uneasy ‘face’, followed the direction of Song Qing’s small voice, and asked earnestly:

"Miss Song, can you?"

This came from the request of the patriarch of the Soul Clan in the trial scene, and was not part of Song Qingxiao's original mission of "killing the dragon king".

According to Xiang Si, she is about to face a fierce battle, and there is Fan Wu who wants to kill her and then hurry, and Xiang Si who is dragging her feet, there is no need to take extra trouble.

She paused. In the holy temple, Chu Rong and others' murmurs merged with the voice of the evil dragon’s spirit absorbing devil energy. Fan Wuyin endured waiting for the opportunity and gave her a killer blow; Xiang Si held his breath and waited for her to return. Reject.

Yi Chang, who is dying, may be holding back this breath just to wait for her response.

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