Chapter 690: Cave Gods Gather

In the blink of an eye, a month passed, and Xia Tuo did not stay in the Lingzhou camp, but returned to Tianlu Mountain, waiting for the news from Fat Brother and Xun Fenghou while practicing.

These days, what he has been doing is to describe Wu Baoxuan Kongjia in the spiritual world, and he will be exhausted every time.

But the effect is also very good. In the depletion of the spiritual world again and again, there is a feeling of germination, as if on the dry frozen soil, a seed wants to break out of its shell, break through the frozen soil, but wants to break through the frozen soil. Can't get out of the situation.

Xia Tuo felt that his spiritual transformation was at this level, and this feeling made him overjoyed. Sometimes breaking through the realm was due to this kind of opportunity.

Tianlu Mountain.

The fighting spirit rolled in Xia Tuo's palms, and the palms of both hands dragged a piece of black and blue tortoise shell, about a foot in size, and there was a small hole in the center of the tortoise shell carefully.

As the tortoise shell of the field-level old tortoise, it is already a heaven-level spiritual object. The old tortoise has cultivated and cultivated for so many years, and the tortoise shell also has spirituality, with mysterious zodiac patterns floating on it.

After going to the place of relics this time, he felt that the turtle shell was good, so he used it for sacrifice at this moment.

Although he doesn't know how to refine weapons, there are very few sky-level refiners in the barren land, so most of the time, martial artists in the supernatural power state obtain spiritual objects by themselves, and slowly accumulate them with their own fighting spirit and blood energy.

This piece of tortoise shell is indeed not enough for him today, but it doesn't mean that there is no help. With its sturdiness, it can be used as a one-time defensive weapon after a good sacrifice.

In case of staying away from danger, what is the difference between a tortoise shell?

He also tried to use the fighting spirit as a brush, and also carved Hades on this tortoise shell to improve the defense of the tortoise shell.

During this period of time, he used Hades to sharpen his fighting spirit and spirit, and he was about to fall into a state of madness.

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Hole virtual world.

This piece of time and space is hidden behind the real world of the barren land. In the vast and dark world, there is a dense mass of rocks. The big ones have a radius of thousands of miles, and the small ones are like dust, surrounded together, quietly in this nothingness. Floating quietly.

A shadow appeared from the darkness, passed through the rocks, and headed towards the largest land in the rocky area.

There are still broken towers, stone towers, and altar stone pillars on this land, but under the storm of the cave world,

Only the broken and cracked stone foundations remained, and dragon patterns could only be vaguely discerned from some ruins.

The figure is an old man, wearing a green robe, with white beard and hair, holding a cane in his hand, and looks like a senile man. He falls at the ruins of a huge hall in the center. His eyes are looking towards the ruins, and there is a glimmer of light in his cloudy eyes. Yingguang.

hold head high!

At this time, a dragon chant sounded, and the green dragon was like a dragon, spanning a hundred thousand miles in an instant, and fell on the mainland like lightning, flying three feet above the ground and riding on the clouds.

This green dragon has three ferocious heads, and the whole body exudes a vast dragon power, sweeping the cold wind in all directions.

"Jiao San."

Mu Yanliang raised his head and looked at the three-headed dragon in front of him, a chill appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"It's the Flood Dragon."

At this time, one of the three-headed dragons on the left made a correction.

In this regard, Mu Yanliang didn't care about this schizophrenic guy at all. The inheritance of the Holy Land of the Six Flood Dragons has serious flaws in the eyes of the outside world, but of course they don't think so.

The cultivation of the Six Jiao Holy Land is respected by the number of dragon heads. One dragon head represents the three realms from cracking stone to Tianmai, two dragon heads represent the two realms from Shenzang to supernatural power, three dragon heads represent the realm of opening up land, and four represent the realm of opening up. Heaven, five represent the realm of heaven and man, and six represent the transcendence of heaven and man.

But for so many years, except for the six-headed holy dragon that appeared at the beginning of the establishment of the Six-headed Jiaojiao, the bloodlines of the past dynasties have been continuously degraded, and later people can no longer practice the realm of four-headed and five-headed.

The reason why this kind of inheritance is flawed is because every time one dragon head is cultivated, one's soul will be separated. Two dragon heads are two spiritual thoughts. This is not what schizophrenia is.

For example, the guy in front of him, the three dragon heads have the cultivation base of the ground breaking state, and have three spiritual ideas, each of which has an independent will.

As for why the schizophrenic Holy Land of the Six Flood Dragons can still be passed down, it is also thanks to the degradation of the blood.

Now in the Holy Land of the Six Flood Dragons, the pure inheritance of the six Flood Flood Dragons depends entirely on God's will. For example, Jiao San in front of him has a strong bloodline after birth, so he can practice the most orthodox kung fu.

The rest of the Six Jiao Holy Land clansmen can only practice the simplified version of the inherited exercises, and no other dragon heads will be derived.

"Jiao San, you came very quickly."

There was a sound of thunder, and in the dark cave world, a round of blazing sun suddenly lit up, and the sun rolled in, and a fiery giant walked towards it.

The giant's whole body was made of gold, and a flame imprint on the center of his eyebrows was blazing and magnificent, constantly jumping.

"It's the Flood Dragon."

The head on the left side of the three-headed flood dragon continued to speak, saying each word in a serious manner.

"Jiao San, what kind of big-tailed dragon are you pretending to be?"

Regarding this, the faucet on the left still had a calm expression, without the slightest sign of anger. As for the faucets in the middle and the right, they closed their eyes and rested, as if they were not interested in the outside world at all.

"It's the Flood Dragon."

The giant Longbo who appeared suddenly lost his interest, ignored the demented guy, and turned to look at the white-haired old man.

"It seems that Sanzhu Dongtian is full of momentum and big airs. Mu Zhenkong didn't show up for such an important matter. It seems that we really don't get into Sanzhu's vision."

Mu Yanliang glanced at the giant Long Bo, and said calmly: "The cave master is in retreat, and he really can't spare time, so the old man came to meet the two of you."

"Humph!"

Long Zitian snorted coldly, not to say too much, the Northwest Cave Heaven Holy Land, Longbo Holy Land has declined the most, and now the entire Dongtian Holy Land is supported by him alone, once he dies or something happens, Longbo Holy Land has accumulated a long The bottom line, I'm afraid it will be taken away by someone.

In this regard, he has instinctive hostility towards Sanzhu Dongtian. After all, Sanzhu Dongtian has done this kind of thing of stealing people's foundation and breaking people's inheritance ten thousand years ago.

The location is at their feet, the ruins of Jimeng.

This piece of scattered rubble scattered in the cave world is a continent that flowed out after the collapse of the Jimeng cave.

"Say it."

Long Zitian made a sound and stopped talking, as for Jiao San, he blinked his two long eyes, as if he was wandering in the sky.

"The battle of luck will start in three years!"

Mu Yanliang also simply said without talking so much.

"I'm afraid you have overlooked a mountain, sea and cave."

Long Zitian continued, turning his head to look at Jiao Tianlong.

"Are you talking about Jiao San?"

"It's the Flood Dragon."

Jiao Tianlong's head on the left is still correcting every word carefully.

"The mountains, seas and caves are the second reason why we gather here."

Mu Yanliang's expression was indifferent. The two people in front of him were the ancestors of their respective caves, and he was the high priest of the Sanzhu cave. Logically speaking, his status was still somewhat different from the two in front of him, but who made the three of them now? Zhudongtian is the most powerful among the three caves in the northwest.

Of course, most of the holy places in the cave are in decline, and it is difficult to restore the glory of the ancestors.

Fortunately, the decline of the Three Beads Cave Sky was a bit slower, unlike the Holy Land of the Cave Heaven outside the barren land, in the northwestern land, the Three Beads Cave Sky could just hold down Long Bo and Liujiao.

At that time, Ji Meng had a fight with Sanzhu, but Sanzhu seized the opportunity, and the United Wangting killed him.

Sometimes things are as simple as that, if you kill someone who is comparable to you, you will stand out. Under the general trend of decline, only relying on the background of your peers can you show the strength of Sanzhudongtian.

"From the beginning to the end, we didn't notice the heels of the mountains, seas, caves, and heavens. Even if we used the technique of deduction, we couldn't see it. There are two gods and princes sitting in the town, and at least one of them is the third step of the land creation. Strong man, Ancestor Long should know this better than me."

"Humph!"

Hearing this, Long Zitian snorted again, the people he sent to Daxia City to find out what happened, but in the end they were frightened and frightened back.

"Fortunately, although they are still sitting in the barren land, they also understand the unwritten rules and have never left the scope of the Daxia clan.

But from this point of view, we have to guard against a holy place of unknown depth, and there is no relevant record in our clan, we must be prepared to deal with it. "

For this, Long Zitian naturally understood. He knew that mountains, seas and caves did not know how deep they were, and he also knew that Long Bo was no match for the Three-Jewel Cave. , but it is still not enough to deal with Sanzhu Dongtian.

At the level of the ground-breaking realm, Longbo Holy Land can't handle the Three Pearl Cave Heaven, so it is best to delegate the war to the level below the ground-breaking realm. beads.

This is also the basis for the battle of luck. If the ground-breaking realm can make a move, they will still fight for nothing, let Sanzhu and Shanhaidongtian fight.

"What can Sanzhu do?"

"Restrict Shanhaidongtian's shots. Once the battle space is opened, our three major caves will join forces and let the Bobu under our command work together to clear the Daxia clan first. If Shanhaidongtian is dissatisfied by then, our three holy lands will work together to suppress Shanhaidongtian, and then distribute the clan. The result of the battle of luck."

"it is good."

Long Zitian nodded, and then said: "In order to prevent the mountains, seas and caves from taking action after the battle of luck begins, we need to sign a contract. During the battle of family luck, warriors in the land creation realm are not allowed to make moves."

Hearing the sound, Mu Yanliang's eyes showed an imperceptible gleam, everyone said that Longbo Holy Land is a big fool, but he is not stupid, but this strategy is indeed a bit clumsy.

It is true that Long Zitian defends against the mountains and seas, and it is also true that he defends against the three-bead cave!

Long Zitian turned a blind eye to Mu Yanliang's gaze, and looked at Jiao Tianlong beside him.

"Jiao San, what do you think?"

"It's the Flood Dragon."

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