Chapter 1009 Prisoner of the Dragon (9)

"Thank you, Master, for your help."

Si Kou Ziming's eyes darkened.

After cleaning up, they left here.

Bai Tang made a gesture and easily got out of the coffin, which was already empty.

To prevent the demon dragon from coming out, Bai Tang directly suppressed him.

As for Xiaoyu, she really almost fainted. Her whole soul was extremely weak and she was not yet awake.

Bai Tang opened his mouth and raised his finger.

A dark bead came out of the mouth.

This is what the Taoist priest put into the little fish's body.

A borrowed spirit bead.

Xiaoyu's destiny is very good, and the destiny of Siku was the most powerful destiny in ancient times.

If she encounters huge ups and downs and survives them, she will be blessed by auspicious gods. Monsters, spirits, demons, and ghosts will not hurt her. Unless she no longer wants to live, her luck will be extremely good.

With such a good destiny, he cannot commit the crime of killing. If he commits the crime of killing, it is very easy to become a murderer.

Borrowing the spirit bead means borrowing her fate as a point of support, one to protect the Sikou family, and the other... I'm afraid it's for the demonic dragon under the cemetery.

He took advantage of Tiandao to suppress the demon dragon.

With a little force on his fingers, the borrowed spirit bead turned into powder and fell to the ground.

Bai Tang took off his wedding clothes, crown, and jewelry and burned them all.

There are not many clothes on him, only a white undershirt.

The soft hair is fluttering in the wind.

In this cemetery, it can scare people out of their wits.

Bai Tang sat down, holding these two dragon scales in his hand, brushing them with his fingers, and the black energy dissipated.

The scales emit a dazzling golden light.

"Such pure golden dragon scales..."

The color of dragon scales is very different. At least that's how it is in this world.

It seems that he was born as a spiritual creature, but somehow he encountered something and turned into a monster.

Bai Tang walked around the cemetery. There were thirty tombs in total.

From the birth and death records above, it can be seen that the men are direct descendants of the Sikou family, and they both died at the age of twenty. As for the woman buried next to them, the records are not so detailed. There are only dates of birth and death, and nothing else.

The problem is that every man's horoscope and the woman's horoscope are very consistent.

The woman's death date is always three days later than the man's.

But there is only one tomb without a woman, and it only says "."

Si Kou Ming

——The first generation head of the family.

oh! The thunder she caused struck this tomb.

Bai Tang also didn't expect that she would chop up the tombs of the Sikou family's ancestors as soon as she took action.

Not to mention this, let’s just say that the woman died three days after the man, her horoscopes were all in harmony with the man’s, and she was destined to be wealthy.

It is obvious that the women buried here are just like small fishes.

They are the ones chosen for ghost marriage.

Ying should be suffocated to death just like the little fish.

Bai Tang originally felt a little guilty for hacking someone else's ancestral grave, but after understanding this, he felt no guilt at all.

She even thought that she should trigger thirty thunderbolts to blow up the Sikou family.

But I haven’t started yet. She also needs to determine how the demon dragon became a demon from a spiritual body.

After saying the secret, Bai Tang went directly to the bottom of the cemetery.

The architecture here is simple and has been around for a very long time.

From those tombstones, it can be roughly deduced that this place has existed for at least three thousand years.

Here, it is indeed left by a very talented person.

Bai Tang was about to get closer, but he noticed an old Taoist priest sitting cross-legged. His cultivation level was... quite high.

Anyway, in her eyes, there's not much difference, they can be completely crushed.

Bai Tang looked at the dark mass, like a mist, and could only barely make out the shape of a dragon.