Become a Fairy

Shun Dongxiao was originally a perverted person. After cultivating to the realm of the Golden Immortal Dragon Clan, the past hatred has been accumulated in his heart and has not been repaid. After so many years of suppression, the hatred has not been relieved in any way. Growing and growing in the backlog.

It's just that Shun Dongxiao has also learned to forbear, as long as he can destroy Wenkaishan's tribe now, and even wipe out a few other dragon tribes, his knot will naturally be resolved. Even if there is no headless white corpse, or the Fenglei Yilin beast clan is only of use value to him, who betrayed the dragon clan, he doesn't have much favor, but it doesn't matter. It is not an ordinary difficulty for foreigners to crack the six altars.

Even if the two clans join forces to deal with the dragon clan, he must rely on him to crack the arrangement of Tianmu's thirty-six altars and shake the foundation of the dragon clan. With Tianmu Thirty-Six Altars, even if he is alone, he still has the capital to bargain with the two races. In addition, when the Tianmu Thirty-Six Altars are loose, the secret realm is connected with the outside world from time to time, and has communicated with the monster race outside. It is said that It belongs to the monster clan of the South China Sea Dragon Palace.

It would be great if he could use this to connect with the South Sea Dragon Palace, but if he couldn't, even if he left this secret realm, there would be nowhere for him to go with his cultivation as the world's largest. If the headless white corpse and the Fenglei Yilin beast clan want to cross the river and demolish the bridge afterwards, they must have that opportunity.

No matter what, let's destroy the Dragon Clan in the Xiaolong Mountain Region first, and quell the hatred in my heart for many years.

At this time, the dragon clan's security in the Xiaolong Mountain area was obviously much stricter than before. There was a change at the Tianmu Thirty-six Altar. Wen Kaishan sent elite tribes to go there, and at the same time contacted other dragon tribes. The clan has mobilized a considerable part of its strength to go out. At this time, the rear should be more alert to the possible movements of the headless white corpse and the Fenglei winged beast.

"Brother Gu!" At this time, Wen Xu led a group of dragons passing by the Black Stork Ditch, and saw a dragon in bronze armor patrolling in the distance, and greeted him happily.

"Wen Xu, is there anything unusual here?" After looking around for a week, Yan Mufeng's eyes fell on the leader Wen Xu.

"No, Brother Gu, I heard that you were not sent to Qingxi Cliff, why did you come to this Black Stork Valley?" Wen Xu was a little puzzled.

"It's not peaceful outside recently. I've finished the patrol mission and I still can't calm down, so I look around to see if there's anything unusual." Yan Mufeng said.

"This, that's not right. The elders strictly ordered the inspection teams in various regions not to cross the scope of their duties casually." Wen Xu frowned. The decree should be strictly followed.

"Well, there's nothing wrong here, I'll go back right away." Yan Mufeng nodded.

Wen Xu breathed a sigh of relief, as long as the other party didn't make it difficult for him. It's just that before this breath can be completely exhaled, Wen Xu suddenly couldn't help but shuddered, and his whole body was chilled. Only when facing a crisis that is almost irresistible or threatens his life, he will feel this kind of shock. Its terrifying sense of crisis is just that he is now in the heartland of the tribe. Where does this sense of crisis come from?

While Wen Xu was surprised, he suddenly felt a faint tingling under his feet. Wen Xu instinctively flew into the air, and before he had time to greet the five team members behind him, several muffled groans sounded one after another. Several yellow rays of light suddenly emerged from the ground, directly piercing the bodies of the five clansmen. Several clansmen were either killed or injured in an instant. But Yan Mufeng, who was about to leave just now, suddenly raised his hand at this time, and several silk threads were wrapped around Wen Xu who had just jumped up, and two knife shadows as thin as crystal flew out.

One of the knife shadows flashed past the other three injured clansmen, slashing them in two. However, Wen Xu didn't have much guard against people of the same clan as Gumufeng, who was also on good terms.

Coupled with the fact that the distance between the two sides is extremely close at this time, Gu Mufeng made a sudden attack, and Wen Xu only had time to avoid the bright and fast flying knives in a hurry, but was entangled by one of the silk threads, while the other was beheaded by the flying knives. After killing several of his companions, he circled an arc in the void and entered from behind Wenxu's body. Wenxu only felt a burst of pain, and his whole body fell into a black hole that devoured people. was completely swallowed up.

In fact, it was indeed so, the crystal-like flying knife penetrated into his body, and Wen Xu's body lost all Qi and blood, and his body withered.

"Blade of the Blood Prison! Gu, Gumu, Feng, how dare you." Before he finished speaking, Wen Xu's vitality was completely wiped out, and the originally burly dragon body was now only left with a layer of skin. All the primordial spirits have been sucked up by the crystal-like flying knife.

"If you want to blame, you can only blame you for too many things. If you don't care about me and take the clansmen away, I won't do such a tricky thing." Yan Mufeng stretched out his hand to recall the flying knife and sighed. Originally, he and Wen Xu really had a good friendship, but the other party was unlucky and just happened to patrol this area, and Yan Mufeng was ordered by Shun Dongxiao, but he couldn't get away.

"The aura of the hidden dragon is divided into eight paths. When walking around the gorge, counting the time, there will be one passing through this place after a stick of incense." Yan Mufeng put away the melancholy in his heart, and his eyes sparkled. Wen Xu's inspection team was wiped out in his hands, and he couldn't procrastinate any longer.

Yanmufeng surveyed the terrain of the nearby Black Stork Valley several times, took out a brocade bag and opened it, and eight small yellow bells flew out of the brocade bag, landed in eight different directions and sank into the ground.

After the time of a stick of incense, eight yellow lights emerged from the ground, and one after another, the loud bells sounded one after another. The mighty bells and the angry roar of the dragon came one after another, which shocked Gumufeng's eyes for a while. black.

"The Eight-bell Dragon Locking Formation is finally completed!" Yan Mufeng let out a hesitation, he didn't care about the situation here, and flew towards the distance.

"He Fangxiao is young, dare to invade the hinterland of our dragon clan!" At this time, an old and furious voice came from a distance.

There was a sound of torrential water flowing from the void, and an old man in blue cloth with a dragon head looked around with furious dragon eyes, stepping on light blue clouds and mist in the void.

Yan Mufeng looked back in horror.

"Han Shui Zhi Long Wen listens to the Tao!"

"Be rebellious and die!" The blue-clothed old dragon Wen heard the sound of angry shouts, and suddenly the sea tide rolled in the void, like a raging sea, setting off thousands of waves, and the sound of waves crashing directly into the depths of Gu Mufeng's heart .

Yan Mufeng suddenly felt countless thick waves beating around his body, under the violent turmoil, his body seemed to be torn apart, and he was shocked to vomit blood. Void grabbed him and cut off all his escape routes. The blood in Yan Mufeng's body surged, and with a bang, it exploded into a cloud of blood mist, and his stumps and flesh exploded from inside.