World Destroyer Dragon King

Nangong Hao roared inwardly, watching him step by step towards the depths of the Qingshi Road, the scenery on both sides kept changing, and the dense shade of trees gradually dispersed. Before Nangong Hao could react, he had already arrived outside a cave.

A little bit of light overflowed in the cave, and the bare tree trunks surrounded the cave, reflecting countless human-shaped black shadows running around.

The shrill screams, the crying of babies, the roaring of men, and all kinds of abuse filled Nangong Hao's ears, causing Nangong Hao's head to tingle.

"Oh my god! Don't tell me that these are all ghosts and ghosts. Am I here in a haunted place?" Nangong Hao was heartbroken, watching the tree trunks stretching around him, wrapping Nangong Hao in groups, and moving forward.

"cough……"

A light cough reverberated, and the tree trunks scattered, but the sky suddenly became pitch black, followed by a loud noise in midair, which made Nangong Hao's eyelids twitch.

In the pitch-black sky, thunder echoed, and there was a large area in front of Nangong Hao, which gradually distorted and changed.

wow wow...

During the change, there seemed to be the sound of water, which became stronger and clearer, and at this moment, a large amount of water mist filled the place where Nangong Hao was, surrounded by a thick dead air, and the place where he passed , the temperature plummeted, causing Nangong Hao's body to be covered with a layer of frost.

During the breath, the turbid air exhaled also turned into a white mist visible to the naked eye.

Vaguely, through the mist, Nan Gonghao seemed to see a lot of figures not far away, all of them looked at him.

Countless gazes gathered, and the abnormality here made Nangong Hao feel creepy.

If it weren't for the control of the ghost, he would never have come here so hastily.

Volume 33 Dragon Burial Land Chapter [-] Shenhe

At this moment, the darkness on the sky began to become distorted, and the sound of running water suddenly became violent. Under Nangong Hao's gaze, there was actually a river, erupting from the nothingness.

The sound of booming was overwhelming, and the river water fell from the sky, and more and more water fell from the sky.In the blink of an eye, it became a broad and majestic river falling down, rushing down along the sky and the earth.

The river water was muddy yellow, churning continuously, and large swaths of sand rushed to Nangonghao's feet.

There are countless black particles in the sand.As soon as he reached his feet, Nangong Hao immediately felt the death aura of this place. At this moment, the blood was unprecedentedly strong and intense to the extreme.

Those figures in the water mist were submerged in an instant, turning into pieces of black paper, the figures could be discerned vaguely, and the expressions could still be seen on the paper, struggling desperately in the river water.

Sometimes they have nothing to think about, or they smile ferociously, or they look up to the sky and scream, all kinds of strange things, the paper figurine drifts far along the river, and gradually sinks into the water.

This scene lasted forever, and countless paper figurines kept repeating this scene, which shocked Nangong Hao. Nangong Hao could feel that his body was shaking violently, but it was not him, but the ghost in his body who was afraid. I am so afraid of this turbid Yellow River!

"Where is this place?" Nangong Hao thought of some legends in the imperial city about ghosts gathering to harm people, his eyes drifted, and he looked around.

Suddenly, Nangong Hao's body trembled wildly, his eyes widened suddenly, and he stared closely at the opposite bank.

"There are still people there!"

Nangong Hao exclaimed. In his eyes, on the other side, a figure wrapped in a long robe emerged, with a straw hat on his head with a slanted belt, covering his entire face, but what is certain is that the figure is not like those ghosts. Lifeless, out of tune with the surroundings, he is a real person!

Sitting cross-legged on the river bank, although he couldn't see his face clearly, his voice reverberated over the entire river, tremblingly reciting formulas that Nan Gonghao couldn't understand.

Wherever the formula went, the paper figurine screamed in extreme pain, and even Nangong Hao made a whining sound, which sounded miserable.

At the neck, Nangong Hao felt the cold hand swaying again, and felt several pairs of big hands pushing him forward on his back...

"Don't, don't, don't push me, big brother, Lord Ghost, it's the end, if you push me again, you'll jump into the river." Nangong Hao danced and struggled desperately.

Continuously rotate the dantian to mobilize the aura.

In this turbid river, countless paper hands stuck out, rubbing against Nangong Hao's trouser legs non-stop, and what came out was a burst of water vapor, but with traces of blood.

"Cough, cough, cough..." As soon as he was about to be pushed into the river, a violent cough sounded, which immediately stopped the turmoil in this place, and there was no coldness behind Nangong Hao, only the river in front of him was still churning and roaring.

"Nangong Hao, be careful, how did you get to this place, this place is very weird. I seem to have seen this river somewhere..."

When he was surprised, Nangong Hao found that the abnormality in his dantian had dissipated, and the clear voice sounded in Nangong Hao's ear again.

"Jingqing, you finally came out, you don't know, these ghosts, weird, are going to toss me to death. Let's go, this place is too weird and deadly, we have to hurry Go, yes, hurry up."

Nangong Hao muttered, wiped the cold sweat off his head, and turned around quickly.

The moment he turned around, Nangong Hao bumped into something directly, his brain ached from the shock, and he screamed

Those tree trunks turned into a layer of barriers, blocking Nangong Hao on this side of the bank, only one step away from the muddy river.

"What the hell is this!" Nangong Hao despaired, these tree trunks directly cut off his retreat, not giving him a chance.

In desperation, he had no choice but to release the spiritual energy, gather it in his left hand, and keep gaining momentum.

The three exquisite little grays beside him were lifelike, spreading their wings and floating beside Nangong Hao.

"let me out!"

With a stern shout, Nangong Hao swung his fist, and where the spiritual energy went, waves of water sprayed up, splashing a lot of sand and slamming on those tree trunks.

At the same time, "Little Hui" broke out and swooped towards where Fist Shadow went.In the sharp beak, the spiritual energy was ready to be released, and the snow-white lines on the body emerged, and the moment it touched the tree trunk, it exploded and exploded.

boom!

Bursts of water vapor hit the face, and the Yellow River behind Nangong Hao rolled more violently, and the waves set off seemed to wipe out Nangong Hao's hope.

The trunk is intact!

Only a few white marks remained in it, after a while, the white marks also disappeared and became intact as before.

"Ouch, it hurts me. What are these trees, so

Hard also how to get out. "Nangong Hao rubbed his forehead, the force of the shock made the tiger's mouth hurt, and with a little force, he could see the blood oozing from under the scales of the dragon's arm.

He reached out and touched the cracked bark, and felt that the trunks were neatly arranged one by one, and they were extremely hard.

"careful!"

Jingqing shouted in Nangonghao's ears, but before Nangonghao could react, a big hand appeared out of thin air, black and purple, grabbed Nangonghao by the back of the neck, and dragged him into the water .

Nangong Hao only felt a strong force in the back of his neck, which was so painful that he couldn't exert any strength from his whole body, so he fell directly into the river.

Numerous river water surrounded Nangong Hao, and many of them penetrated directly along Nangong Hao's skin, along Nangong Hao's eyes and ears, and replaced it with blood-stained river water.

Just like a vampire, raging and squeezing in Nangong Hao's body.

"Oh no……"

The severe pain and the strange river water made Nangong Hao want to shout, but he faltered, his throat was rotten, and he couldn't make a sound.

Nangong Hao's skin rotted at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his black hair gradually turned white and lost its luster.

His body could no longer be controlled by himself, and gradually sank, no matter how Jingqing shouted, Nangong Hao couldn't hear him.

His vision gradually changed, and Nangong Hao suddenly saw a corpse standing in front of him. It was a headless corpse covered in armor, and what he was holding in his hand was the corpse's own head. His whole body was covered with blood, constantly radiating green. Bubbles, the rancid stench of corpse poison is really disgusting.

"There is no harm to the body of the corpse at all. Doesn't this corpse have any weaknesses?"

A familiar voice sounded, and a standing figure appeared in front of Nangong Hao, with his back turned to Nangong Hao.The figure held a long scythe in his hand, with fluttering long hair, and the tip of his hair swept across Nangong Hao's face, showing his majesty and arrogance.Next to it, a gray and black bird was chirping and singing non-stop.

Although it was just the back view, how could Nan Gonghao not recognize it.This is Uncle Wang!This is the Uncle Wang whom he misses day and night!And that little bird is Xiaohui who has met a few times.

However, this Uncle Wang was quite different from what he had imagined, he was no longer decadent and reeking of alcohol, he was no longer a sickly hunchbacked old man.

(End of this chapter)

Volume 34 Dragon Burial Land Chapter [-] Repaying Gratitude

"Dragonization!"

Under Nangonghao's gaze, Wang Tianqi's body changed drastically, the clothes on her body exploded, her body was covered with silver and white scales, her hands suddenly grew bigger, showing sharp claws, purple lines emerged, and unexpectedly matched Nangonghao's left hand The dragon's claws are generally the same.

Except for the head, Wang Tianqi's whole body turned into the appearance of the Heaven Swallowing Sacred King, with three pairs of fleshy wings spread out on the back, and the aura spread like overwhelming heaven and earth.

In terms of his cultivation, he has already reached the realm of the legendary spirit infant.

Xiao Hui also set off and flew onto Wang Tianqi's shoulder, still chirping, not knowing what to say.

The head in the corpse's hand rattled and grinned strangely, and innumerable emerald green flames emerged from the body, and there were crying faces on the flames, and thousands of them wrapped Wang Tianqi in groups.

"Borrowing corpses to prove the way and strengthen oneself. Such a cruel method is not tolerated by the way of heaven. I have the inheritance of the sage king and should protect the way. Today I will break your corpse and force you to come out, so as to free these tens of thousands of innocent souls. "

The scales on his body shone brightly, and Wang Tianqi's figure disappeared.

In the blink of an eye, a dragon claw clenched a fist, and a silver-white figure suddenly appeared in front of the corpse, punching the neck below the head in the corpse's hand.

A figure suddenly appeared behind the corpse and stretched out a hand to block Wang Tianqi's fist.

"boom!"

Both sides were shocked to retreat more than ten steps, Wang Tianqi also looked solemn, looking at the figure who came suddenly.

After the smoke and dust cleared, it was only then that he could see the appearance of the figure clearly. He was still a normal person.

Six thick arms covered with rock-like scales and spikes, a bloody mouth that occupies most of the face, two eyes, one blue and one red, coupled with the constantly waving big hands, are fierce and frightening.

The two sides looked at each other, and both stood still.

Suddenly the screen changed, and the scene in front of Nangong Hao stopped abruptly.

It suddenly became pitch black in front of my eyes, without any perception, even Jingqing had no consciousness.

The blood dissipated, and there was only blood red around. Nangong Hao sank to the bottom of the river, and a large amount of sand poured into his body.

Around it, amidst the blood-red rushing wildly of the river, there were dots of light that Nangong Hao couldn't see, like scattered stars, crystal clear, surrounding Nangong Hao's surroundings.

Where the blood was pervasive, every bit of light turned into young seedlings, rising up little by little in the river water, spreading all over Nangonghao's surroundings, densely packed.

Nangonghao's blood seemed to be the nutrient, making him not need soil.

When Nangong Hao's consciousness completely disappeared, those seedlings gave birth to flower buds and bloomed together, covering Nangong Hao with bright red.

A large number of red flowers are as dreamy as angels, beautiful and intoxicating.The petals swaying with the river water one by one are extremely coquettish.

When these red flowers were in full bloom, thousands of black paper figurines, big and small, appeared beside Nangong Hao, standing neatly in the river row by row, not drifting with the current.They had solemn expressions, but upon closer inspection, they showed a sense of relief. They all knelt down to Nangong Hao, and a buzzing sound ran through the river.

At this moment, time is like a freeze frame, which is extraordinarily sacred.

The scene is solemn, but also weird!

"On the other side, the flowers bloom undefeated. Wang Tianqi's kindness to you can be regarded as repayment. Go, reincarnate." The moment the flowers bloomed, the mysterious man on the other side moved his body, and the straw hat on his head slipped up, revealing The corner of the mouth raised, and he opened his mouth slowly.

Then, a fishing rod appeared out of nowhere in his hand, and he threw it down.There was no hook on the end of the fishing rod, but it caught the nearly shriveled Nangong Hao effortlessly.

The blood mixed with the river water, seeping out of Nangong Hao's body one by one, rushing towards the tumbling river.

The mysterious man was holding the fishing rod in his hand, his shriveled, old hands were trembling uncontrollably, black shadows were constantly floating in all directions, and the ghost that controlled Nangong Hao before also appeared, and his abrupt eyeballs were fixed on the mysterious man , the blood color on his body became a bit thicker, and he fell on the ground and bowed to the mysterious man.

Immediately afterwards, countless black shadows around him also made the same movement, bowing to the mysterious man and falling to the ground.

The rumbling sound was still echoing, ignoring the ghosts around, the mysterious man smiled, his arms shook, and the fishing rod slipped into the water.

Keeping his eyes fixed on the river, he drew up the pole from time to time, hanging out one by one innocent souls, mixed with countless blood-red petals, and throwing them into the basket at his feet.

After a while, all the black shadows got up, jumped into the river consciously, and disappeared.

With the passage of time, Nangong Hao's body became full little by little, and there was a blood-red aura in his body that kept moving and flowing all over his body.

The yellow light that had been integrated into Nangonghao's dantian earlier seemed to be attracted, and also sprang out, flowing together with the red aura.

"Senior, may I ask, is this place still in Tianshan?"

The recovery of Nangong Hao made Jingqing wake up first, and Jingqing saw all the ghosts kneeling together, which really shocked him. The abnormality in Shangnangonghao's body now made Jingqing feel weirder and scalp tingling the more he thought about it, which made him have some bad guesses.

"You have been in Tianshan Mountain for hundreds of years, you should have heard of it here?" the mysterious man asked back, and with a wave of his hand, all the ghosts kneeling around disappeared.

Jing Qing was taken aback, and murmured to himself: "Styx River in Tianshan, the place where souls gather in the world... It is said that the underworld is dangerous, and there is a general Chiyan guarding it, who is in charge of reincarnation. Could it be..."

"Ah! Oh my god! Lord Long, Lord Ghost, help me! Drowning... Drowning!!!"

A scream rang out, and the chirping shouts were instantly higher than the roar of the river, interrupting Jingqing's whispers.

Nangong Hao suddenly sat up, bared his teeth and claws, kept screaming, grabbed Jingqing and shook it non-stop.

"You're not dead, you're fine, let me down!" Jing Qing broke away from Nangong Hao's hand, and looked at Nangong Hao with disgust.

In Nangong Hao's body, the red and yellow auras had already merged into his dantian, and Nangonghao's aura was extremely full now, and he was already on the verge of breaking through.The spirit energy all over the body became extremely fierce, and even the speed of absorbing spirit energy was greatly increased.

But now Nangong Hao has no time to pay attention to these, his mind is full of the fear of being dragged into the water before.

Especially underwater, being submerged in river water, the pain that corrodes the whole body!

Even though Jingqing said he was fine, Nangong Hao still felt very scared.

"The water is poisonous, it must be poisonous, I think my head is dizzy now, it must be related to the water, I am poisoned, I am going to die, Jingqing, help me!" Nangong Hao cried and raised his head just in time The mysterious man's eyes appeared in front of him as if he were a blank piece of paper, and all the screams stopped abruptly.