The role of fast wear blackened big BOSS

Chapter 1010 Prison Dragon (9)

Chapter 1010 Prison Dragon (9)

"Thank you Master for your help."

Si Kou Ziming's eyes darkened.

After packing up, they left here.

Baitang made a trick and easily got out of the coffin, which was already empty.

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

As for Xiaoyu, she really almost lost her wits, her whole soul was extremely weak and she was not yet awake.

Baitang opened his mouth and flicked his fingers.

A dark bead came out of his mouth.

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

A borrowed spirit bead.

Xiaoyu's fate is very good, Siku's fate, in ancient times, is the fate of the world.

If you encounter a huge ups and downs, if you get through it, you will have the blessing of auspicious gods, and no monsters, spirits, demons, or ghosts will hurt her, unless you don't want to live anymore, and your luck will be extremely good.

Such a good fate, but one cannot commit crimes of murder, and it is very easy to become a god of murder.

Borrowing the Lingzhu means borrowing her fate as a point, one to protect the Sikou family, and the other... probably for the demon dragon below the cemetery.

He played a side ball from Tiandao to suppress the demon dragon.

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

Baitang took off his wedding dress, tiara, and jewelry, and burned them clean.

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

Her silky hair fluttered in the wind.

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

Baitang sat down, holding the two dragon scales in his hand, brushing his fingers over it, the black energy dissipated.

The scales exude a dazzling golden light.

"It's such a pure golden dragon scale..."

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

It seems that it is a natural spiritual creature, but what happened to it turned it into a monster.

Baitang walked around the cemetery, there are thirty tombs in total.

From the birth and death records above, it can be seen that the man is from the direct line of the Si Kou family, and both died at the age of 20.As for the woman buried next to them, the records are not so detailed, only the year of birth and death, and nothing else.

The problem is that each man's horoscope is extremely consistent with the woman's horoscope.

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

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

Si Kouming

——The first generation of Patriarch.

oh!It was this tomb that was struck by the lightning she attracted.

Baitang didn't expect that she would split up the tomb of Si Kou's ancestors as soon as she made a move.

Not to mention this, let's say that the woman died three days later than the man, and her horoscope is compatible with the man's, and it is the fate of wealth and honor.

Obviously, the women buried here are all like little fishes.

They are the ones who are chosen for the ghost marriage.

Like the little fish, Ying was suffocated to death.

Baitang, who originally chopped up his family's ancestral grave, still felt a little bit guilty, but after understanding this, he didn't feel guilty at all.

She even felt that she should trigger thirty thunderbolts to blow up Si Kou's house.

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

After pinching the Dao Jue, Bai Tang came directly to the bottom of the Dao Cemetery.

The construction here is simple and simple, and it has a very long time.

Through those tombstones, it can be roughly deduced that this place has existed for at least 3000 years.

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

Bai Tang was about to get closer, but noticed an old Taoist priest sitting cross-legged, his cultivation level... not too high.

Anyway, in her eyes, there is not much difference, and it can be completely crushed.

Baitang looked at the pitch-black mass, like a mist, and could barely make out the shape of a dragon.

(End of this chapter)

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