Chapter 171 9 Dragons Help

( ) "Those who are not of my race must have different hearts, and their death is not a pity." Xiang Yang glanced at the six islanders who died tragically with a cold expression, and he did not feel guilty for killing them. "The terrain of the Nine Dragons Spits Pearls, I hope it can give me a little surprise." Xiang Yang looked at the valley with expectation in his eyes. The mouths of the nine dragon vein-like mountains around it were facing the valley, and this valley was round, just like the "dragon pearl" in "Nine Dragons Spits Pearls". Xiang Yang pulled out a ninja samurai sword from Shanfeng Yitian's body, flipped it casually, and rolled up a wisp of sword light with a creepy cold light. "It's made of refined steel, barely usable." Xiang Yang smiled softly, looked at the six corpses of Shanfeng Yitian and others on the ground, shook his head and said, "Forget it, I'll be a good person and bury you." "Bang!" As he said that, Xiang Yang's right foot suddenly stepped on the ground, smoke and dust danced, countless dust was rolled to one side, and a large pit ten meters deep appeared in front of Xiang Yang. Xiang Yang chuckled and stamped his feet again. All six bodies on the ground fell into the pit. Then there was another shock, and countless dust filled the pit again. If it weren't for the newly filled soil, no one could tell that there were six bodies of Japanese devils buried here. "I am such a good person." Xiang Yang sighed, feeling that he had done his best. With a smile on his face, he walked into the valley step by step. "Boom!" As Xiang Yang approached the valley step by step, his expression became more and more serious, his aura became stronger and stronger, and the nine-color light was looming. At the same time, there was a layer of light golden light flashing on his body surface, which was the manifestation of his full cultivation to the extreme. Facing this legendary terrain, good or bad luck is unpredictable. Xiang Yang did not dare to be careless at all, and directly pushed the cultivation he could exert to the extreme, just in case. "Om..." At the same time, a strong sword intent rose from Xiang Yang's body. This was not the killing sword intent that he was best at and had cultivated to the peak, but the sword intent of the King's Sword that he had just begun to cultivate. Although there was no real distinction between the so-called strong and weak in the three realms of the sword that Xiang Yang cultivated, the killing sword was the entry-level cultivation, which was specially used for killing, while the king's sword was mighty and powerful, suppressing all resistance with the power of the king's way, and had a better effect in protecting himself. Moreover, although Xiang Yang had the sword intent of the peak killing sword, he could not use it because of his innate great perfection cultivation, and could not exert its true power. On the contrary, the sword intent of the king's sword, although only in the initial cultivation, was just able to be exerted, and even could play an unimaginable role. This is why Xiang Yang played to his strengths and avoided his weaknesses, and used the king's sword that he was not familiar with. In order to be able to walk in better and safer, Xiang Yang could be said to have exerted all of it without reservation. "Ah..." As Xiang Yang stepped into the valley, his body suddenly shook, and he heard a roar of a dragon. He saw an illusion in front of his eyes. One of the nine dragon veins turned into a red dragon that soared into the sky and was circling over the valley. "The power of the nine dragons is extraordinary. There is actually a dragon." Xiang Yang took a deep breath and continued to walk forward. Not long after, another roar of a dragon came over, and another orange dragon soared into the sky. It also flew over the valley and circled. "The second dragon, why does this color look a little familiar..." Xiang Yang seemed to have thought of something, and a strange look appeared on his face, and he continued to walk forward. "Ah..." Then, as Xiang Yang approached, in his sight, two dragons soared into the sky one after another. The colors of these two dragons were yellow and green. "Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple, the next one should be blue, blue, purple, right?" Xiang Yang murmured in a low voice, becoming more cautious, but he did not stop and continued to move forward. "Ah, ah, ah..." As Xiang Yang got closer to the center of the valley, three more dragon roars sounded at the same time. As expected, blue, purple and blue dragons soared into the sky.

Circling right above the valley, it was flying. "Is that... an altar?" Xiang Yang saw that below the seven dragons was an altar with an ancient atmosphere, with blood coagulating on the altar, and nine dragon pillars were erected in the nine directions of the altar, as if nine dragons were hovering above it, guarding the altar. "You can't see this scene from the outside. This is not a trick, but I have entered a formation or another space." Xiang Yang felt that all this was too mysterious, but the 'Nine Dragons Spitting Pearls' was originally very mysterious. Xiang Yang only learned a little from ancient books. Compared with the fear of unknown things, he was more curious to know what benefits he could get from this terrain where the nine dragons spit pearls. "Ah..." Xiang Yang continued to walk forward, and heard two consecutive powerful dragon roars, followed by two dragons, one black and one white, rising into the sky, and hovering above the altar in the center with the previous seven dragons, exuding waves of dragon power. "Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple, black and white, damn, how come this is the same color as the true qi I cultivated?" Xiang Yang had a strange look on his face. He stretched out his left hand, and a ball of true qi in his palm flashed with nine colors, which was exactly the same color as the nine dragons in the sky above. "Could it be that these nine dragons have some origin with the practice I practiced?" Xiang Yang was full of curiosity, but he did not stop. In a blink of an eye, he had reached the edge of the altar. In front of him was a nine-story staircase of the altar that was one person high. As long as he wanted, he could step up in one step. "Ah..." At this time, the nine dragons above made a dragon roar in unison. This time the sound was not only powerful, but also carried a very, very strong force, which shook Xiang Yang's blood and qi to roll endlessly. He spit out a mouthful of blood with a "wow" and looked at the nine dragons above with horror. However, after seeing this, Xiang Yang's eyes suddenly looked straight. "How could it be?" Under Xiang Yang's gaze, the nine dragons suddenly rolled and merged, fusing their nine bodies together. In the blink of an eye, they became a dragon emitting nine-color light. The nine dragons merged into one, but their momentum surpassed the nine separate dragons before. "Go up and take a look." The nine-color dragon was wandering in the air without any other movements. Xiang Yang was relieved and stepped onto the first step carefully. "Dong..." "It's okay." When he took the first step, Xiang Yang had already held the refined steel knife in his hand horizontally, ready to resist external attacks at any time, but he was embarrassed to find that nothing happened, so he stepped onto the steps one after another. The nine steps were too short. In just a few breaths, Xiang Yang was already standing on the altar. "Is this the place where the nine dragons spit out pearls, and the spiritual energy outlet of the nine dragon veins?" "Unfortunately, this is a dragon vein that has been drained of spiritual energy and has no effect at all." Xiang Yang sighed. Except for the nine-colored dragon in the sky that was still hovering, the spiritual energy on the altar was not even a little more abundant than outside. "Is this nine-colored dragon just an illusion and has no practical effect?" Xiang Yang raised his head and looked carefully at the nine-colored dragon hovering in the sky. At this moment, he was standing in the center of the altar. Looking at it, he simply sat down with an extremely depressed look on his face. "It's really a bit embarrassing to come empty-handed and go back empty-handed. I shouldn't have killed the six island countries so quickly. I should have asked them what the so-called treasure was first." Xiang Yang sighed helplessly, staring at the dragon above, and threw away the long knife in his hand. Anyway, there was no benefit to be gained, and there was no danger. It was better to take a look at the legendary dragon. "Ah..." When Xiang Yang was studying the nine-colored dragon, the nine-colored dragon that was originally wandering above him suddenly let out a dragon roar, and then quickly rushed towards Xiang Yang. "Ah... No, no, no..." "Bang..." Xiang Yang was so scared that his face turned pale, and the nine-colored light on his body flashed and he was about to run away, but it was too late. As the nine-colored dragon rushed down, its body size kept shrinking. When it was only as thick as a thigh, it just rushed down directly from Xiang Yang's head. "Boom..." The entire nine-colored dragon sank into it from Xiang Yang's head, just like a drop of water falling into the sea, without splashing much waves, and Xiang Yang stood there in a daze. "Boom boom boom..." At the same time, Xiang Yang's body had a strong nine-colored light flashing continuously, and then there was a constant roar in his body. As the roar came out, Xiang Yang's momentum continued to rise, and the mysterious skills in his body began to operate crazily, and his cultivation continued to break through. With the breakthrough of his cultivation, Xiang Yang sat down cross-legged and was suspended in the air. The whole person was constantly flashing with nine-color light, just like a god descending to the earth, full of domineering and sacred aura. "Ah..." In Xiang Yang's body, there seemed to be a faint dragon roar. If someone could see the situation inside Xiang Yang's body at this time, they would find that there was a nine-color dragon in Xiang Yang's body that was constantly swallowing and spitting out nine-color light. Wisps of nine-color light were constantly merging into Xiang Yang's body, making his cultivation level rise rapidly. The fifth, sixth, seventh... the peak of the tenth... In the blink of an eye, Xiang Yang's re-cultivated true energy has reached the peak of the realm of the acquired realm. Moreover, the nine-color dragon in his body is still constantly emitting energy. Xiang Yang was ecstatic and continued to practice Xuan Gong.

"Boom!" After an unknown amount of time, a huge roar sounded in Xiang Yang's body. The nine-colored light on his body almost turned into substance, covering his entire body. A breath of an innate strongman emanated from Xiang Yang again. After retraining, Xiang Yang broke through again to become a practitioner of the innate realm, and it was a breakthrough of true energy. With Xiang Yang's breakthrough, the nine-colored dragon in his body seemed to have dissipated all the excess energy, stopped, and stayed quietly. "What a pity, I can't reach perfection in one breath." With a sigh, Xiang Yang opened his eyes, and two strong nine-colored lights flashed in his eyes, shooting into the distance like two lasers. "Boom..."