Chapter 507 Extracting the Huangjian Bloodline, Golden Dragon Palace

A suspected golden immortal pure land appeared in the back mountain of Guzhu Village!

All the strong men rushed over without hesitation.

Yan Ren saw Tang Chen and Huang Ping'er walking back, and felt a little strange.

Yan Susu poked her head out from behind her grandfather, looking at Huang Ping'er's back in a playful and cute way.

"Fellow Daoist Tang, don't you want to try your luck?"

Yan Ren chased after her and asked with a faint smile.

Tang Chen whispered: "No matter how they fight, they can't open the final treasure in the end."

The Golden Dragon Key was in his hand, so he didn't worry about it at all.

"In that case, I'll take Susu to take a look first, and fellow Daoist Tang will come as soon as possible."

Yan Ren pondered Tang Chen's words and nodded.

Tang Chen and Huang Ping'er stopped and watched the two fly into the sky.

After they left, Huang Ping'er looked up at Tang Chen and asked: "Master, what gift do you want to give me?"

"You'll know later."

Tang Chen smiled mysteriously and took him back to the inn.

The inn was quite deserted.

Because those who had the conditions and abilities had gone to the back mountain to compete for the so-called golden immortal treasures.

In the room.

Tang Chen placed his warm and large palm on Huang Ping'er's head, and said in his heart: "Extract the Huangjian bloodline and transfer it to Huang Ping'er."

Suddenly, a majestic and thick ancient bloodline flowed into Huang Ping'er's body through his hand.

In an instant, Huang Ping'er felt the blood in his body boiling, and his aptitude and understanding changed dramatically at this moment.

With a bang!

Above Guzhu Village, people from all directions came to pay homage, and all nations bowed down, and the surging and fierce immortal energy was absorbed into Huang Ping'er's body.

A phantom that was a hundred feet tall, wearing black immortal saint armor and an emperor's war spirit helmet, with sharp and domineering pupils bursting out.

He held the sword in one hand and gently stroked the back of the sword with the other hand, as if he was the king of the world, looking down on all living beings.

Huangjian bloodline, the destination of sword cultivation!

Ten thousand swords pay homage!

This scene was deeply imprinted in the eyes of many cultivators, all of whom were shocked.

"This is... Huangjian Bloodline!"

"Who is it, who awakened Huangjian Bloodline, the fate of sword cultivators!"

"Impossible, how can there be Huangjian Bloodline in this small place!"

The cultivator exclaimed, his pupils full of disbelief.

When someone wanted to investigate carefully, the shadow of Huangjian Bloodline returned to calm, as if it was covered by someone.

In the inn.

Tang Chen retracted his own chaotic energy, not wanting to let his disciples become the hunting target of others so early.

Huang Ping'er opened his eyes, and a ray of kingly domineering spread.

Huang, the emperor!

Lifelong achievements are unparalleled in the sky!

"How do you feel?"

Tang Chen gently rubbed Huang Ping'er's head and asked gently.

Huang Ping'er showed a warm smile, threw herself into his arms, and said in a muffled voice: "Thank you, Master."

Tang Chen chuckled.

As long as the little disciple likes it, he will have no regrets on this trip.

As a master, you will always miss your disciples.

This is human nature.

Just like the old ancestor Chunyang.

He knew that his disciple Tang Chen was very powerful and could easily fight above his level, but he was still worried about everything.

Whether it was the sword art or the protective temperament, they were all the same.

"Let's go and see if this group of people are full of questions about the last treasure." Tang Chen smiled.

Huang Ping'er let go of the master and nodded obediently.

At the same time, he also encouraged himself in his heart!

You must listen to the master's words when you come in, and work hard to practice the sword art, so that you can protect the master in the future.

...

Guzhu Village, back mountain.

A void space is suspended above the sky.

Countless strong men entered one after another, wanting to find the treasures left by the Golden Immortal in this pure land.

In the pure land, birds are singing and flowers are fragrant, peaceful and leisurely, but the peace is broken as people enter.

Palaces are located in it, and there are traces of array patterns on them to prevent theft by others.

"This Golden Immortal is really something. He's dead, so why is he still making arrays?"

"Fortunately, I know a little about arrays, otherwise I can only stare blankly."

"There are no arrays in the palace over there. Let's go and take a look!"

The cultivators scrambled for things and a deadly battle broke out.

At this time, Kong Long of Shura Demon Sect led Lin Yantian and others to break in. The former's eyes were especially sharp and arrogant.

He looked down at the damaged palace and whispered, "Hand over everything. Otherwise, you will die."

Those cultivators who had just come out of the palace met Shura Demon Sect, and their faces turned green. How could they be so unlucky!

"Didn't you hear it? Are you deaf?" Lin Yantian was originally full of anger, and now he shouted even more.

The cultivator's angry face emerged, and he shouted, "Give it to me, I'm not afraid of you!"

He threw the treasures of heaven and earth to Shura Demon Sect with a flick of his hand, then turned around and left without looking back.

Even if you are timid, you should show your personality!

Be timid and show your courage!

The depression in Lin Heng's heart gradually dissipated.

This is the domineering attitude that their Shura Demon Sect should have.

"Master, that master and disciple must not be let go!" He said viciously.

Kong Long nodded and said, "They are just a pair of trash, no need to say more."

While speaking, he had already decided Tang Chen's life or death.

The Shura Demon Sect is rampant in this pure land, robbing the treasures obtained by cultivators wherever they go.

This is their style of doing things, and no one dares to say more.

You must know that the Shura Demon Sect is the eight realm masters under the command of the domain master Ming Tianci, and they are not something they can resist at all.

"All the things we have worked hard for have come true, Kong Long?"

"What a bastard. I curse him to be destroyed sooner or later, and then he will choke to death in a manure pit!"

"Hey, no one is here to cure him, otherwise all the treasures in the Pure Land will be taken away by the Demon Shura Sect."

The practitioners are miserable and full of helplessness.

The pure land is not big.

There is a splendid Golden Dragon Palace at the end.

The giant dragon is above, lifelike, sitting above the temple.

However, the entire Golden Dragon Palace was not covered with a single formation pattern, but was forged from a special immortal material.

In the center, a golden lock hangs, and it seems that a unique key can be used to open it.

boom!

Some cultivators took out a palm, and the immortal energy was so powerful that it shook the Golden Dragon Palace.

However, this immortal energy was swallowed up by the Golden Dragon Palace and blasted towards these cultivators like stars in the sky, causing them to vomit blood and fall to the ground.

"It's actually mixed with anti-immortal stone, which makes it a bit difficult to deal with."

Yan Ren put his hands behind his back and looked at the Golden Dragon Palace carefully, and whispered with a slight frown on his white eyebrows.

Kong Long looked around and said solemnly: "Whoever has the key, I promise not to take away all the resources inside."

Hearing this, everyone showed contempt.

If you could be believed, sows would climb trees.

Buzz!

A golden light suddenly shot out from the Golden Dragon Palace, passed through the crowd, and landed steadily outside.

Everyone turned their heads and was suddenly stunned.

The visitor is none other than someone else.

It's Tang Chen!