Become a Fairy

"Blood Hell Escape Technique? Even a clown dares to show off!" Wen Tingdao flicked his fingers, and a finger shadow surged in like a tide, passing through the sky without a sound, and a shrill scream sounded, and a blood shadow appeared in the void. Immediately disappeared into nothingness, and Yan Mufeng was completely obliterated by Wen Tingdao.

"Blood Lizard Toad Suo, Eight Bells to Lock the Dragon, what a vicious scheme!" Wen Tingdao, the Supreme Elder who has retired from the tribe for many years, is a generation higher than Wen Kaishan, and is the only remaining fruit of the tribe. If it wasn't for a huge crisis that the clan couldn't resist, Wen Tingdao would hardly come out of the mountain. This time Wen Tingdao was originally in retreat, but he felt uneasy for a while, and suddenly felt a strange movement and immediately broke through the closed door, who knew that he would encounter a hidden dragon's energy and be locked up as soon as he came out.

Looking at it with the eyes of Wen Tingdao, I saw a series of blood-colored lizard toads guarding the surroundings in a formation of eight palaces, and the shadows of blood-colored lizard toads strangled with the dragon shadow inside. Although the dragon shadow transformed by the hidden dragon's aura inside rushed left and right without losing the wind, there was no sign of getting out of trouble in a short time.

Wen Tingdao snorted coldly, stretched out his palm and slapped the ground. The roar of the vast sea rushed to the ground, and within eight minutes from the ground, blood flashed at the same time, and a huge palm print hit the cloth. There was a rumbling, and the surrounding area was shaking for a while, patches of blood exploded, the blue ripples vibrated, and a salty, wet and bloody sea breeze blew out of thin air.

"Blood Prison Underworld Palm, it turns out that you, the dragon clan, rebelled!" Wen Tingdao's palm was blocked, and through the movement of the opponent's attack just now, he had already broken through the opponent's origin. Wen Tingdao looked into the distance.

"Wen Tingdao, after so many years, you old monster is still not dead. I thought that there was only one Wen Kaishan in the Xiaolong Mountain area, but I didn't expect you, an old man, to be here. That's okay, let's send you guys on the road together this time. .”

Shun Dongxiao and Wen Tingdao, who were tens of thousands of miles away, looked at each other. Shun Dongxiao planned the eight-bell lock dragon method behind the scenes. There are still several chess pieces that are the same as Yanmu Peak, and only Yanmu Peak has been completed. There is also a flaw in the big formation, and it doesn't matter too much to foreign enemies, but it is a fatal flaw to Shun Dongxiao, a dragon who was born and raised here!

"It was the tribe's biggest mistake not to be able to eradicate your rebellion back then." Wen Tingdao narrowed his eyes, the situation of the Eight Bells Locking the Dragon has been completed, and the blood lizard toad shadow and the hidden dragon spirit have been strangled together. If there is no interference from foreign enemies, Wen Tingdao was still able to guide other hidden dragon qi to participate in destroying these phantoms of blood toads.

It's just that Shun Dongxiao, a rebel from the dragon clan, dared to appear outside the Xiaolong Mountain area with great fanfare. He must have planned this matter long ago. This tribal disaster is not small! The other party will not give him a chance to release this part of the trapped hidden dragon energy.

"It was indeed the tribe's biggest mistake, and now I want to destroy your tribe, and even the dragon tribe in the entire secret territory!" Shun Dongxiao laughed loudly. "Old man Wen Tingdao, originally I was planning to go to Wen Kaishan, but now that I have met you, I will take your head first. Come and see how powerful my blood prison is!"

Following Shun Dongxiao's loud laugh, a blood-colored mist rose up. The blood-colored mist billowing all over the sky seemed thick and strange, and the screams of blood spirits came out one after another, like a blood-colored purgatory, in which countless people were trapped. Wraith. A heavy bloody aura surged in, and the fairy wood on the ground was stained with blood and was continuously corroded.

Shun Dongxiao stepped forward, as if he could shorten the space, a bloody portal appeared in the void. Not long after the other party's laughter shook, Shun Dongxiao had already stepped out of the door, stretched out his hand and raised it, dozens of pillars of blood blasted towards Wen Tingdao.

The blue tide surged in the void behind Wen Tingdao, and dozens of water jets rushed up. Amidst the rumbling sound, the ground seemed unable to bear the huge vibration, and the entire black stork ditch was torn apart.

"But that's it!" Wen Tingdao waved his left sleeve, and the sea tide surged behind him, and the water blue fury surged out dozens of huge water dragons, the dragons roared, and dozens of water dragons rushed towards Shun Dongxiao Come.

The mighty ocean waves are endless, and Wen Tingdao's Longwei is also in this endless ocean tide, bottomless. Shun Dongxiao's complexion also changed slightly when he saw it, Wen Tingdao, this old monster is worthy of being an old antique of the tribe, and his cultivation level is still above Wenkai Mountain. Shun Dongxiao thought to himself that he had come across several narrow escapes, and his cultivation had surpassed that of Wen Kaishan, so he hooked up with the headless white corpse and the Fenglei Yilin beast clan and ran back. If he was the only one under Wen Tingdao's subordinates, he would definitely not be able to please him, but this time he was not fighting alone.

Almost at the same time as Shun Dongxiao started his move, the gloomy and thick corpse aura continuously emerged from the ground, forming a huge pot shadow, and a portal appeared on the pot shadow.

"Yinyou Pot!" Wen Tingdao exclaimed in surprise. The headless white corpse clan has had many conflicts with the Dragon Clan over the years, and there have been quite a few imitations of the Yinyou Pot that have been refined, which has caused a lot of trouble for the Dragon Clan. But this time it is not an imitation, but the real Yinyou pot. This real Yinyou pot is the treasure of the headless white corpse clan. Ordinary imitations with lower quality can only be placed in one place Provide cover for a certain number of corpses to avoid being discovered by other hostile forces.

This time Lu Xiaotian and Wen Yan's party were ambushed because of this. However, the imitation that ambush Lu Xiaotian can only hide the breath of ten thousand elite corpses. And the inside of the real Yinyou Pot can not only accommodate more than 100,000 elite corpses, but also has a huge teleportation array, which can continuously transmit the headless army of white corpses. However, this is also the case that Wen Kaishan has sent many elite tribes to the Tianmu Thirty-Six Altar and suffered a lot of losses there.

Otherwise, the headless white corpse clan would not dare to place the Yinyou pot directly outside the Xiaolong Mountain area easily. If something unexpected happens, the Yinyou pot is damaged, but the foundation of the headless white corpse clan will be shaken.

Seeing the Yinyou Pot appearing on the outskirts of the Xiaolong Mountain area, Wen Tingdao's expression was unprecedentedly dignified. This move by the headless white corpse clan shows that the other party is determined to win. At this time, a hidden dragon spirit has been locked in the Xiaolong Mountain area, and the clan protection formation is incomplete. Facing the large-scale invasion of the corpse army, the entire clan is already in danger of being overthrown!

"Since you know this Yinyou pot, you should know that the tribe will be destroyed today!" As hordes of headless white corpses rushed out to attack the Xiaolong Mountain area, a majestic corpse aura surged, and Shun Dongxiao Laughing loudly, stretching out his hand and waving, dozens of blood prison apes with two horns on their foreheads appeared from the blood light. Roar! The Blood Prison Ape slapped its thick chest, fighting with the water dragon that had culled it.