Chapter 129 Dragon Scale Lucky Bag

(I)

Seeing this, Ye Yang's heart was moved.

He felt a huge force of good fortune on this scale bag.

Since getting the red wedding dress, although he has been constantly refining it with the essence of life and the source of evil spirits.

But he was still greatly affected, especially after contacting the fox-headed old woman, he saw something unusual.

Occasionally waking up at night, he often felt sweaty, lonely, and panic.

This is one of the reasons why he brought Xiu Ya into the sect.

After all, humans are social animals. With one more person by their side, day and night contact, this feeling of loneliness and panic will be less.

But he can still feel the disaster and death aura around him. This special feeling may only be solved by unfathomable good fortune.

"We can't miss this opportunity no matter what!"

Ye Yang drove the elephant demon to swim through the cold sea water. Four people, an elephant, and a turtle jumped up desperately and stuck to the lucky dragon.

"Awoo!"

The lucky dragon was frightened in the air and flew out of the glacier ocean. It shook its body, its mane flew, and scattered endless sea water.

The vast sky!

"Close! Close! It's that scale."

Ye Yang crawled slowly and finally touched a scale on the back of the lucky dragon. He pulled off the lucky bag hanging on the scale.

At the moment when the lucky bag was pulled off, the dragon roared proudly, and the huge and magnificent lucky dragon threw everyone away and disappeared.

Feeling suspended in the air, he fell into the ocean at a high speed.

Looking up and looking around, it was a vast black ocean with ice spikes.

There was no one else around, so he found an ice hill and climbed up.

Not long after, the huge ice sea surged, and then a huge figure emerged from the ocean.

Climbing on the ice hillock, on all fours, it came to him, panting.

Ye Yang looked up and found that it was the elephant demon from before.

However, this elephant demon had undergone an unusual change compared to before.

Although the dark and twisted body was still covered with scales, those scales gradually changed from snake scales to dragon scales, emitting an indestructible light.

At the same time, a huge and thick horn appeared on the forehead of the demon elephant, exuding a terrifying aura, and countless hideous barbs stretched out from its hooves and knees.

It roared to the sky, like an ancient savage, fierce and powerful.

There was also a woman on the back of the dragon elephant, who was Bai Zhi from before.

She had a fair complexion, and was choked by the sea water at this moment. She woke up slowly and couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of ice water.

She was soaked by the cold sea water, her snow-white clothes were tightly attached to her body, her breasts were full and plump, and her body was covered with water stains, dripping with water, and she was shivering from the cold.

Bai Zhi's eyes were scattered, and Ye Yang raised his hand to pass a ball of life light to her, and her originally gloomy look suddenly became much better.

"Junior sister, change your clothes first."

Ye Yang found a set of clothes for Bai Zhi from the storage bag. Bai Zhi shuddered and said to Ye Yang: "You turn back first."

Ye Yang looked back, Bai Zhi took off her fragrant clothes and put on the warm clothes given by Ye Yang.

She felt warm all over.

She was full of heroic spirit, clean and cheerful, and now she was even more handsome after wearing men's clothes.

"Senior brother, I seem to... seem to have awakened my destiny!"

Bai Zhi was very excited.

She participated in the heavenly sacrifice ceremony of Feitianmen, but did not awaken her destiny, so she had no choice but to use her father's connections to join Fengyu Tower.

For many years, every time I think about it, I have been worried and depressed about it.

Especially when the Bai family was destroyed, all the clansmen died and I was powerless, I cried for many nights.

Now I met the lucky dragon Jiao, flew into the sky, and awakened my life.

She clenched her fists.

"Bai Guyue, I finally have the power to take revenge! Everything you took from the Bai family, if there is a chance in the future, I will make you kneel and return it."

Ye Yang was shocked to hear this. Most people can't awaken their life in their lifetime, such as Gu Xuan, who didn't awaken his life until he was old.

And Yan Qingying, the same is true.

Bai Zhi showed a trace of excitement on her face, her whole body trembled, her robes fluttered, revealing a pair of white, strong and powerful white legs.

On her shoulder appeared a creature like a dragon, white all over, but very cute, with two silver horns on his forehead and lively eyes.

"It's actually the natal of the Jiaolong bloodline."

Ye Yang was surprised. The lowest level of Jiaolong natal is Xuan-level natal. It seems that Bai Zhi is very lucky.

At this moment, the waves surged, and then ice and water flew around.

A turtle the size of an eight-immortal table was ejected from the ocean. It turned out to be the Sun-Chasing Flying Turtle.

The Sun-Chasing Flying Turtle also changed greatly. It was originally only a circle larger than a table and chair, but now it has more than doubled and has become the size of an eight-immortal table.

It first ate the dragon snake, and then ate the trunk of the marrow-washing fruit. It was within Ye Yang's expectations that it would break through at this moment.

At this moment, the Sun-Chasing Flying Turtle flew out of the North Sea, carrying two women on its back.

The two were also unconscious, and they were the two people in Fengyu Tower before.

Ye Yang also passed the life aura for them, and the two slowly woke up.

The two checked.

One of them was very excited, with a rich colorful glow all over his body, as if he had obtained some extraordinary inheritance.

The other one was full of sorrow.

Not only did he not get any benefits, but his storage bag was also washed away by the sea in a hurry.

"The fate of a person's life is really weird!"

Some people have continuous good fortune, while others are doomed to be alone. Faced with the same opportunity, some benefit a lot, while others get nothing.

If people can still control the acquired fate a little, then the innate fate is really unpredictable.

Ye Yang shook his head and threw away the thought. After recuperation, several people prepared to walk out of this ice sea.

The climate here is extremely cold and it is really not suitable for human survival. After spending a lot of effort, the four people finally reached the land.

Although there is still a piece of snow everywhere and the horizon is invisible, they have reached the land.

At this time, Ye Yang finally had time to carefully count the harvest.

He opened the lucky bag he tore off, and a red light appeared inside.

The red light gradually disappeared, revealing a small knife only an inch long, wrapped in red cloth. The knife is similar to the shape of a blood blade and cannot be used.

But as soon as it touched, there was an indescribable continuous aura of good fortune all over the body.

Ye Yang couldn't help but smile. He took out the red wedding dress from the storage bag, and then found that the red wedding dress seemed to be shaking gently.

The weird, brutal, and terrifying aura was gradually covered by the aura of good fortune, and even the evil aura of disaster that Ye Yang felt had been bothering him was greatly reduced.

A gleam of brilliance immediately appeared in his eyes.

"This thing is really extraordinary!"

Putting away the small red blade, Ye Yang carried it with him. While walking, he felt refreshed and seemed to have good luck.

He looked up and saw a few white snow lotuses with yellow stamens blooming on a cliff.

"This is the essence of the iceberg - Jingxiang Snow Lotus. It can not only heal injuries, but also is the main medicine for refining Jingxin Pill. This pill can prevent the cultivator from being affected by the inner demon and better break through the realm."

Ye Yang couldn't help but suspect that it was the blade of fortune that had just been opened that brought this special harvest.

He was not sure if it was the influence of this thing.

"Let's look carefully. There are few people here. A Jingxiang Snow Lotus appeared. There must be other spiritual medicines that have not been discovered."

Ye Yang spoke, and several people nodded immediately, and each went up the cliff to pick.

But never thought that in the environment of ice and snow, a sad and beautiful blood flower suddenly appeared.

Then, in the midst of the snow, a man in a red robe slowly appeared in Ye Yang's sight.

He looked like a fierce ghost, wearing a red robe and carrying a scarlet long sword on his waist.

Only the yellow butterfly on the red robe was about to fly, but there was a trace of blood and tears under the corner of his eyes that could not be wiped clean.

It was Die Wuhou.

When Ye Yang saw this person, he subconsciously tightened the sword in his hand.

Die Wuhou, the most talented young disciple of this generation of Taiyi Qingmen.

He awakened the words of blood and tears, neither yin nor yang, and hermaphrodite. When he was in the state of ventilation, he once made the entire Feitianmen feel like they were facing a great enemy.

Now three or four years have passed, what is the strength of the opponent?

Chang Qingzi, the master of Taiyi Qingmen, was killed by Mo Niansheng. The two sects are hostile to each other, and there are all kinds of entanglements.

"You are Ye Yang from Feitian Sect!"

Die Wuhou frowned. He was like a thousand-year-old ice. He never smiled and his face never had any other unnecessary expressions.

The reason why he had heard of Ye Yang's name was because when Taiyi Qingmen and Wudumen besieged Feitian Sect, he heard that a disciple led away a warrior realm strongman and saved the sect.

"I hate you, but at the same time I thank you."

"Why."

Ye Yang was a little puzzled.

"The weak will be destroyed, killed, and disappeared in the long river of history. This is the rule of the operation of the natural world. Why do you need to save a ruined sect again?"

"This is why I hate you. As for why I thank you."

"That's naturally-thank you for killing Changqingzi!"

The cold wind blew and messed up the hair on his forehead.

Die Wuhou was very powerful. The Zhuhan sword in his hand was like a ray of blood, attacking Ye Yang.

There is always a reason for a cultivator to fight for life and death.

Either for resources, benefits, or revenge.

However, Die Wuhou is different. His coldness is like ice and snow that never melts. He does things only for his own pleasure.

For example, there are still many Jingxiang snow lotuses here, enough for the two to share equally.

But he still chose to take action.

After the butterfly dance, the queen waved the sword in her hand, and red sword energy burst out, covering the sky and the earth.

In the middle, a blood-colored sword burst out like a flash of lightning, and it was in front of Ye Yang.

His sword was strange and tricky, making it hard to defend against.

Ye Yang held the knife in his right hand, and the wind and frost knife technique slashed out like lightning, barely catching the strange and gorgeous red sword. The two retreated at the same time, and the wind and snow were all around.

"You really surprised me. An ordinary person can use the knife technique to such an extent. This is the first time I have seen it."

He is very conceited. The blood and tears eyes he has are a rare physique in the world.

The sword in his hand was in a moment of life and death, but he did not gain the upper hand.

It is said that this person lost to Wang Dong in the Feitian Qizhen competition, but in his opinion, this person is much stronger than Wang Dong who was defeated by his men.

"In that case, we should both stop. Since there is no life-and-death hatred, why bother to fight to the death."

Ye Yang spoke.

Die Wuhou still refused to let go, and a trace of blood appeared on his fair and delicate face.

"What a life-and-death hatred! But Die Wuhou never considered right and wrong in his life, just based on his mood. Today, I am in a bad mood, so I want to use you as a punching bag."

His red robe fluttered without wind, and the sword in his hand kept swinging at Ye Yang, refining the sword into silk, and the red light was majestic, shattering the cliff.

"It is practicing sword into silk!"

Ye Yang showed a trace of solemnity on his face. This method of practicing sword into silk is not trivial, it is the second level of sword cultivation.

The sword energy is extremely condensed to be transformed into silk thread, and even he has never reached this level.

"I don't care if you are tenacious and persistent in your practice. That is the method of a fool, not the choice of a genius. I just want to test whether your sword is sharp."

"Aren't you known as the best sword and knife? Take out your sword and knife and let me see if they are sharp. This soft one is not enough!"

He stabbed Ye Yang's vitals with the sword in his hand to restrain the sword in Ye Yang's hand.

But the next moment, the red maple sword in Ye Yang's hand moved at will, and a flash of fire emerged.

His figure flew out in an instant.

It was like youth flying away, without a trace.

A strange and swift sword, like a young man singing and walking on a white horse in the world.

Ye Yang's body turned into a ray of light, and suddenly appeared in the snow, emitting bursts of dragon roars and tiger roars.

This sword move is called singing forever, wiping out heroes!

A red sword flew out, and the sky and the earth were white.

Two disputes

Three blades fighting

Four limbs moving together

In a flash!

Three collisions

Two palms and one wave

…

One point

Win or lose!

The red robe on Die Wuhou was chopped into pieces by Ye Yang, and blood splattered all over his body.

Ye Yang was also in pain.

Just now, Die Wuhou's sword light passed by his face, leaving a scar on his face.

Fortunately, the withered hand brought a constant flow of life essence, and after a little movement, the knife marks on his face immediately disappeared.

"You are very strong! This is interesting."

Die Wuhou stretched out her tongue and licked a drop of blood that slipped from the corner of her eye.

Enchanting and evil, like a fierce ghost.

"I am very excited to have an opponent like you. You have to become stronger quickly, and the snow lotus here will be given to you."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and left, turning into a ray of red light and disappeared.

Ye Yang picked a Jingxiang snow lotus, frowning slightly, this man is very strong.

Just now when he confronted him, he did not use his full strength.

"You don't seem to have used your full strength."

"No need to use your full strength, because I know that even if I use my full strength now, I still can't beat you. If I can't beat you, then there is no need to fight!"

The red figure has gone, leaving only a faint voice floating around.

(II) Demonic Elephant Transformation

After confirming that Die Wuhou was really gone, Ye Yang bent down and carefully picked all the Jingxiang Snow Lotus in this area.

The other party was a fool and didn't need these spiritual medicine resources.

But he was different. After getting these things, he either used them himself or sold them. They were all rare spiritual objects.

While picking, Ye Yang took out the knife in the lucky bag and observed it quietly.

"This thing doesn't seem to have the continuous good fortune as the legend says. Not long after I saw the snow lotus, I saw the monster Die Wuhou again."

Could this be the legendary blessing and misfortune? Misfortune and blessing!

Ye Yang was silent for a while, but it was true that this thing could suppress the disaster and strange aura of the red wedding dress wrapped around the corpse.

There were many snow lotuses in this area, and the few people had a good harvest. After putting these snow lotuses into the storage bag, Ye Yang quickly reunited with the women.

"Protector Ye, you are injured."

"It's not a problem to meet Die Wuhou."

"What, it's that demon!"

The women looked at each other.

The blood-tear eyes of Die Wuhou are famous for their ferocity. He had long since broken through to the realm of warriors. He held a red cold sword in his hand, which was as fast as blood.

Often, before the sword was drawn, the opponent's head and body were already separated, and blood was gushing out.

Ye Yang was able to fight with him, and it seemed that he was not seriously injured.

Could it be that this Senior Brother Ye was also a seed of immortal cultivation, a genius?

After several people were shocked, Bai Zhi saw that Ye Yang was injured, and hurriedly took out a white handkerchief to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth.

Seeing the two of them so close, the two women on the side couldn't help but flash a trace of jealousy in their eyes.

"Why did Bai Zhi grab this good opportunity to show off just now?"

"That's right, if I take the lead, I can also leave a good impression in the heart of Ye Protector."

...

Bai Zhi wiped the blood from Ye Yang, and a group of people rode on the magic elephant again.

The magic elephant galloped and headed forward.

After walking through the vast snow-capped mountains and the endless ice fields, some traces of grass gradually appeared in front.

After walking for several days.

Bai Zhi on the back of the magic elephant seemed to sense something, and a trace of joy appeared in her eyes.

She said: "Brother Ye, it's here. We sensed the aura of other senior sisters and junior sisters in Fengyu Tower."

Ye Yang knew that the disciples of Fengyu Tower naturally had their own secret methods to sense each other.

It seemed that Feitianmen also had this method, but he had not yet sensed the aura of the people in Feitianmen.

Ye Yang glanced at the ground. The ice and snow around him melted half, and the grass gradually emerged, as if it had reached the junction of the grassland and the ice field.

Ye Yang nodded and said to Bai Zhi: "In this case, let's wait here for a while. I think they can also sense us."

Hearing Ye Yang say this, the three nodded quickly.

Ye Yang sat on the magic elephant and waited quietly.

After a while, several female cultivators with frost swords on their backs seemed to have discovered the traces of the few people and slowly walked over from the other side of the hill.

The leader was a female cultivator who was over 40 years old with a slightly sallow complexion. She had a full and clear forehead and an oval face. Although she was a little older, she could still see the beauty of her youth.

The women behind her were all tall and thin, carrying frost swords on their backs. The sharp coldness on their bodies was emitted from time to time, and their faces were cold.

The moment he saw the few people, Ye Yang knew that these three were the absolute elite disciples in Fengyu Tower, and their strength was much better than Bai Zhi and the other two.

"Sister Ling Han, this is Ye Yang, the guardian of Feitian Sect. We were attacked by the little guy from the northern border, who wanted to turn us into slaves. It was the appearance of Ye Yang, the guardian, who saved us."

Ling Han clasped his fists towards Ye Yang: "Fellow Daoist from Fengyu Tower Ling Han has met you. In Feitian Sect, it is said that if you don't know Ye Yang, it's useless to meet all the heroes. Today, I see that his reputation is well-deserved. This time, I would like to thank you for your help."

Ye Yang sat on the magic elephant and returned the greeting: "These are all false names shouted by outsiders. Don't take them seriously. Sister Ling Han is too polite. Our two sects are in contact, and we should help each other. Why should I thank you?"

He has heard of Ling Han's name. He is now about 40 years old. He is an old disciple of the previous generation. He is also well-known in Fengyu Tower. He has broken through to the realm of warriors ten years ago.

Now he may have reached the second level of warrior cultivation.

Then Ye Yang seemed to have thought of something and said, "By the way, your sect's fellow Taoist Ling Shuang seems to be trapped in Yezhiwu..."

Before he finished speaking, Ling Han, who was carrying an icy long sword in front of him, sighed and said, "Junior Sister Ling Shuang has died."

She raised her head and looked at the magic elephant under Ye Yang's crotch, her eyes sparkling.

During this period, there was a legend circulating in the Changsheng barrier that a man with a sword on his back rode a magic elephant and ran all the way, picking spiritual medicine from time to time. Although he did not conflict with others, he was very powerful. Could it be the man in front?

"Fellow Taoist, this Changsheng barrier is strange and inexplicable. It is bitter and cold all the way, and there are many enemies. Why don't we go forward together and deal with the enemies when we encounter them."

Ye Yang knew that what Ling Han said was true, but he still had many secrets, not to mention that the magic elephant under his crotch seemed to have undergone tremendous changes when he met the lucky dragon.

Just now, everyone was nearby, so it was inconvenient to check. Now that they were separated, it was a good opportunity to find out what was going on. So Ye Yang clasped his fists and said, "That's true. Thank you, Senior Sister Ling Han, for your kindness. But I still have to look for the people from Feitian Sect. I'm afraid we're not on the same path."

Ye Yang refused, and Ling Han didn't force him.

"The current situation of your sect is not subtle. A few days ago, Wang Dong, the Wolf Smoke and Poison Fire, met Die Wuhou from Taiyi Qingmen and was defeated and seriously injured by him."

"And the little monster from the northern border has gone crazy these days. He has captured many disciples of Feitian Sect and planted the magic mind control method to turn them into slaves."

"Those two are really too powerful!"

After saying that, Ling Han seemed to recall some horrible scene, and a trace of fear flashed in his eyes.

When Ye Yang heard this, he couldn't help but think of the scene where the little monster from the northern border controlled five people to rush towards the magic elephant, but was eaten alive by the magic elephant.

"I wonder where they are?"

...

Looking at Ye Yang riding the magic elephant and walking away slowly, Ling Han shook his head and looked back at the others.

"Follow me and don't get lost. Demons are rampant in this immortal barrier, and many beautiful female cultivators have been abducted by old demons and old monsters as slaves."

"Let's finish the things at hand quickly. If there is a chance, we can also help the Taoist friends of Feitianmen. After all, there is strength in numbers."

She was not very optimistic about Ye Yang's fighting ability alone. After all, the little monster in the northern border had broken through to the warrior realm more than ten years ago.

The most important thing is that the other party is a secret disciple of Beihai Shenni, one of the thirteen great pirates of Beihai. The skills and knowledge he practiced are much higher than those of ordinary warrior disciples.