Ye Yunluoli signed to the 10-year Dragon Sect

"Little Ma, you have worked hard!"

Seeing the sobbing big black horse, Ye Yun smiled lightly, waved one hand, and the strange force that invaded the big black horse disappeared immediately.

The big black horse immediately regained its physical strength, and now its mana can be used.

He changed suddenly and returned to the image of a man in black robe.

"My lord, there is something strange about this place."

The big black horse flew to Ye Yun's side, bowed and said.

Ye Yun glanced at the big black horse, his pupils narrowed slightly, and the star-like small runes in his eyes flickered for a moment, and in an instant, he read a certain memory in the big black horse's mind.

He immediately figured out everything that happened to the big black horse and the blood monster dragon after Moon Star.

Ye Yun also took a deep breath.

Unexpectedly, the little clan of coffin bearers has so many secrets.

The black coffins that were slapped away by Ye Yun before disappeared one after another, revealing the figures of coffin bearers in white robes.

At this moment, the old patriarch who was seriously injured, after taking some pills, his breath became more stable, and he had already flown into the crowd of clansmen.

Looking at the young man in white who suddenly appeared, the old patriarch narrowed his eyes slightly and kept looking.

This young man in white has profound features, black hair fluttering, handsome and unrestrained, with an extraordinary temperament, like a fairy walking out of a painting, without any trace of human breath.

No matter how much he looked at him, he couldn't see the other party's cultivation clearly.

The young man in white looked like a mortal no matter how he looked, but he gave off a godlike feeling that his whole body was shining with immeasurable holy light all the time.

"Patriarch, what kind of cultivation is this? Is it already a true god?"

An old man in a white robe next to him asked in a low voice.

"It's not a true god, but it's hard to see the opponent's cultivation base, maybe it's just an eternal realm?"

The old patriarch shook his head. After all, he had seen the dragon god, who was even more powerful than the real god.

So he is familiar with that breath.

According to the aura of the Dragon God, he was able to measure the general cultivation of the white-clothed youth in front of him.

Just as the coffin bearers were hesitating for a moment, Ye Yun suddenly waved his hand, and a black coffin flew out from the Dragon Temple.

The one sealed inside this black coffin is the Blood Chief Demon Dragon.

"If you kill him, you must not let the Shenlong you got escape."

The old patriarch shouted and rushed forward first.

More than a dozen great monks from the Eternal Realm of the coffin bearers also besieged them.

Ye Yun's eyes turned cold, and with a wave of his sleeve, these people were immediately blown away.

"You are not my opponent, just stand still."

Ye Yun said lightly.

He stretched out a finger and tapped on the black coffin.

The black coffin trembled slightly, and immediately turned into powder and disappeared.

Seeing this scene, the old patriarch who stood still in mid-air couldn't help being frightened to death.

This young man in white is too strong!

Just relying on the flesh body, he could forcibly turn a natal coffin he refined into powder.

What kind of powerful supernatural power is this?

The other coffin bearers also showed terrified expressions, their backs felt cold, and their palms were sweating.

They have lived for so many years, and they have never seen such a powerful figure on the Cangnan Continent.

Is this still Eternal Realm?

As the black coffin turned into powder, the figure of the Blood Chief Monster Dragon appeared on the position of the black coffin.

After the seal on Xuekui Yaolong's body was removed, he turned over and stood up.

"Master, I am so useless, I am ashamed of you, and I was sealed by these coffin bearers."

The Xuekui Yaolong looked frustrated, lowered his head, and his face was flushed.

"I can't blame you for this matter, the main reason is that the black mirror is very strange, and it seems to be specifically aimed at the blood of the dragon."

Ye Yun smiled, and patted the shoulder of the Blood Chief Demon Dragon with his hand.

After hearing the master's words, the blood king demon dragon felt better.

He let out a sigh of relief, now that the master is here, there will be no more twists and turns.

Boom!

Suddenly there was a loud noise from the Dragon Temple.

Everyone followed the sound and looked over, only to see that the god statue that had been erected on the altar had strode down from the altar.

Although the statue is walking, it still makes that weird gesture.

The left hand is pinching the fingerprint, and the other right hand is held high, holding a black mirror in the hand.

"Why did the mirror go back?"

The big black horse was a little shocked. He didn't expect that the purple rune left by the master would not shatter the black mirror.

Finally, the black mirror disappeared in the void, and it turned out that it returned to the hands of the god statue.

"Dragon God!"

Seeing the god statue suddenly step down from the altar, the coffin bearers all around were so excited that they knelt down in the void.

They looked fanatical, as if they had seen a savior.

"It's just a puppet, why are you so excited?"

Ye Yun's eyes flickered, and a faint coldness appeared at the corner of his mouth.

The god in front of him is like a puppet, and there is a ray of consciousness remaining in his body attached to the statue.

The grade of this puppet is extremely high, and has reached the lower grade of God.

Coupled with that wisp of consciousness and the black mirror in his hand, this god-level puppet can also explode into a high-level combat power of a true god.

The black statue walked out of the Dragon Temple, looked at the young man in white, and asked in a cold voice, "Who is your Excellency?"

"Just a nameless guy."

Ye Yun smiled lightly, looking at the four little dragons wrapped around the statue, a thought suddenly flashed in Ye Yun's mind.

"The person who raises the dragon should be Your Excellency?"

Ye Yun asked.

Hearing Ye Yun's words, the black idol was slightly taken aback.

He didn't seem to expect that in the Cangnan Continent, there would be someone who could identify his true identity.

"Your Excellency is wrong, I am not a dragon breeder, I am just a dragon god of the coffin bearer clan."

The black statue shook its head, and ruthlessly denied Ye Yun's guess.

Ye Yun smiled.

His guess was not wrong. The moment the black god lost his mind just now, it can prove that this guy is a dragon breeder.

The dragon breeder is on the other side of the sacred land, and it is also a powerful mysterious force where the dragon sees its tail but does not see its head.

Unexpected.

Not only were they active on the sacred land, but they even left their legacy on the Moon Star in the Cangnan Continent.

This family of coffin bearers kept wasting away the dragon vein luck of the Cangnan Continent, creating one container after another.

Although he didn't know what the final use of these containers would be, Ye Yun guessed that the purpose of the dragon breeder was definitely not that simple.

The black statue in front of him is just a god-level puppet inhabited by a wisp of consciousness of the dragon breeder. For Ye Yun, it can be easily defeated.

But Ye Yun did not act rashly for the time being.

Nor did they go to detect the memory in the body of the black idol puppet.

Ye Yun was worried that there was some restriction hidden in his memory. If he detected it rashly, the restriction would be triggered, leading to a complete explosion of consciousness, and it would be a failure by then.

"It doesn't matter what your name is..."

Ye Yun smiled lightly, looked at the black puppet, and said slowly: "You passed down the orthodoxy, created a family of coffin bearers on Moon Star, and made one container after another. What is the purpose?"

"How do you know about the container?"

Hearing Ye Yun talk about the container, the black idol was shocked.

This is an extremely confidential matter.

It has been carried out extremely covertly for nearly 10 years, how come the news leaked at this time?

He narrowed his eyes and looked at the old patriarch and the others beside him.