Chapter 62: Tujiao (Part 1)

Mo Yan and Xue Zhuyong fell into the spirit abyss almost at the same time as Jiao Wang.

Since the two of them came to the Yan Ling Realm, the same must be true of the Dragon Demon King and Jiao Yan.

It's just that the Yanling world is so big, and the Lingyuan channel is sent randomly, it should be difficult for them to meet each other in a short time.

But luckily, the Dragon Demon King, like Mo Yan, also fell into the territory of the Yanling Clan.

"Yan is the spirit of the strange fire, although he does not belong to the Yanling clan, his status is supreme among the Yanling clan.

And the Yanling clan is spread all over the fire area, so the moment we landed here, Yanling noticed it and informed Yan. "Mo Yan explained: "The position of the Flood Dragon Demon King is also under Yan Ling's grasp at this moment. "

Xue Zhuyong thought for a moment, and then said: "King Jiao was seriously injured when he fell into the Lingyuan, and his combat power has already been weakened to a low point.

As a monster of the water attribute, it fell into the flame domain full of fire element spiritual power, and its spiritual power could not be replenished. Under such circumstances, he might not even be able to exert 20% of his own strength. "

"This is the time when the Flood Dragon Demon King is weakest, and it is indeed the best time to do it."

"Jiao Yan is extremely weak, even his tendons have been taken out, and even on him, the sword master has arranged some tricks, it's not worth mentioning now, we only need to consider the Jiao King." Mo Yan added .

"Fellow Daoist Lu, Fellow Daoist Qin," Mo Yan slowed down his voice, and invited Lu Qingshan and Qin Yitian: "If you two are interested, accompany me to meet the sea dragon king who has entered the furnace."

"Of course I follow Mr. Lu's decision." Qin Yitian said naturally.

Lu Qingshan thought about it.

Xue Zhuyong, who had cultivated at the initial stage of Yuan Ying, but whose artistic conception level had reached the second level of perfection, Mo Yan, who had just become a golden core monk, and himself, who had completed his foundation establishment, faced off against the Jiao King who had only 20% of his peak combat power left at most.

As for Qin Yutian, although her cultivation level is not obvious, her various strange performances made Lu Qingshan have long guessed her identity.

No matter what the situation is, Qin Yitian must be inseparable from the source of the dragon's breath in the Longtan.

A woman with such a strange background must have her own unique means, at least you don't need to be distracted to worry about her safety, and it may even be like hiding a small sword, hiding some big killer move.

After calculating his lineup in his mind, Lu Qingshan said decisively: "Taking advantage of his illness to kill him, this is feasible!"

"Okay, today is to pay the blood of the Jiao King who has poisoned Jiaolong Island for hundreds of years!" Seeing that Lu Qingshan agreed, Mo Yan clenched his fists and said in a cold voice.

Immediately, Mo Yan patted Little Huoling on the shoulder.

Little Huoling hovered obediently and called out softly.

An invisible sound wave spread quietly.

After a while.

Gulu Gulu~

The magma river began to tumbling and surging, making a sound of boiling. Bubbles burst out one by one, and then burst out. Countless blazing red dots emerged from it, like fireflies, floating from the magma river flowing underground.

These red dots belong to the Yanling clan.

There are countless Yanlings, and through the primitive way of relaying the news, they tell Yan the news from afar.

Yan then conveyed it to Mo Yan.

Mo Yan nodded when he received the news, and said to everyone: "Jiao Wang has not moved since he entered the Yanling Realm, so follow me!"

Mo Yan jumped up and flew towards the northeast.

Several rainbows of heaven and earth immediately followed behind, piercing through the air.

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Except for the different textures on the ground, the landforms of the Yanling clan are almost the same.

If it wasn't for You Yan to guide the way, if you drive through this place, you will probably fall into confusion in a short time, suspecting that you are going around in circles.

After about half an hour.

"Yan said, it's just ahead." Mo Yan stopped and said softly.

Everyone signaled that they understood, they all restrained their aura, and prepared to touch it quietly.

But at this moment, an extremely stern roar suddenly came from not far away.

Everyone's complexion changed, they were no strangers to this roar, it was the voice of the Flood Dragon Demon King.

"what happened?"

Lu Qingshan had some guesses in his heart, looked at Mo Yan, and waited for his explanation.

"It's the knife master's method," Mo Yan said coldly, with cold eyes, "Although we purposely spared Jiao Yan's life as a bait to lure the Jiaolong Demon King to take the bait.

But Jiaoyan's hand was stained with the blood of so many people, how could the sword master let it go easily.

In fact, all the energy in Jiao Yan's body had already been dispersed, and it was impossible for the gods to save him, but the sword master used special means to temporarily hang one life, leaving him lingering on his last breath.

Now that I think about it, I have reached that limit, and my life died on the spot. "

The four of them walked forward for a while.

Lu Qingshan's eyes widened immediately, and he saw a black dragon beast more than sixty feet long in a cracked low hill. It was dripping with blood, but it was full of ferocious flames. The body hovered in the crack.

It was the Dragon Demon King.

The Jiaolong Demon King looked pained, and his roar was earth-shattering.

Beside him, lay a slightly shorter black dragon beast, but it had long since lost any life fluctuations. What was even more strange was that the huge body of that black dragon beast was, for some reason, extremely shriveled.

All around, there are scattered golden ropes that have been torn into pieces.

That was the magic weapon used to bind Jiao Yan by the Dragon Slaying Saber.

"Sure enough, Jiao Yan is dead, Dragon Slayer Saber is indeed cruel enough to Jiao beasts." Seeing the shriveled Jiao corpse, Lu Qingshan took a deep breath and thought in his heart.

At this time, the Jiaolong Demon King fell into anger and pain.

And all the dragon scales on his body have already fallen off, and the wound caused by the heaven-reaching sword energy hidden in Zang Xiaojian's body, not only has no tendency to heal, it seems to be getting worse.

On the hill, there were bloodstains all over the place.

The Flood King at this time must be at his weakest.

More importantly, because Jiaoyan's fall had dealt a great blow to Jiaowang, for a while, Jiaolong Yaowang hadn't noticed the approach of Lu Qingshan and the others.

"Let me take the shot first." Xue Zhuyong said in a deep voice, his tone was hard to refuse.

With Xue Zhuyong's cultivation base, he is far superior to the four of them.

If Xue Zhuyong, a Nascent Soul cultivator, was not among them, no matter how seriously Jiao Wang was injured, they would definitely not have dared to find him.

Therefore, the person who took the initiative should undoubtedly be Xue Zhuyong.

Xue Zhuyong moved extremely quickly, and with a flick of his left hand, a fire appeared and turned into a fire bead.

Compared with the three-foot front, this is the magic weapon that Xue Zhuyong has used the longest and is also the most convenient.

A thick layer of fire mist emanated from the fire beads, and within the mist, there were fire snakes swimming away.

Without any hesitation, Xue Zhuyong sprayed a mouthful of blood on the fire bead.

Under the blessing of this mouthful of essence and blood, the fire bead burst into light in an instant and expanded rapidly.