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Seeing the corpse at the door, all the dragon people were shocked.

This is impossible……

There were obviously three dragon-suppressing cables, but they were all gone at this moment.

For a full 600 years, facing Zhenlongsuo, they have failed countless times and killed and injured countless people. This terrifying and cruel iron rope is the deep fear in the hearts of all dragon people.

Only today, they saw life for the first time.

Intermittent cries sounded in the cave, not young dragons, but adult dragons weeping with joy.

Even a battle-tested man like An Feng couldn't help but hug An Canrong and wet his eyes.

"Father, Zhen Longsuo didn't kill anyone today." An Canrong flicked his short dragon tail in a relaxed manner.

An Feng nodded vigorously.

Regardless of whether Zhenlongsuo will come back or not, at least now, after a large-scale raid, it has not taken the life of a dragon clan, which was absolutely impossible in the past.

But today, a miracle happened.

After comforting his wife and children briefly, An Feng went to report to his commander.

He was told to take his own team to go out to investigate, but Panlong Envoy ordered that all other teams stay on the spot and assigned eleven teams to go out to search.

"Yes……"

An Feng replied with some pride, those who can shoulder heavy responsibilities are usually excellent teams.

The stone gate at the entrance of the cave landed again, isolating it from the corpses outside.

Seeing that his subordinates had taken the antidote brought by Gu Xifei, and their cultivation had all recovered, King Antailong slowly swallowed the antidote pill.

He stared at the heavy shackles wrapped around Gu Xifei's body, as well as the red strangle marks on his wrists and ankles. The dragon pattern lock showed no signs of loosening.

King An Tailong lost his mind for a moment, and before he knew it, Gu Xifei had been here for 12 years, and it was only a thought to save him back then, but he didn't know whether it was right or wrong.

The magic power in his body began to flow slowly and became more and more powerful. King Antai Long knew that his cultivation had recovered, he pointed to the seat in front of him, and said to Gu Xifei: "You must have a lot to say, sit down."

Panlong envoy An Zechuan looked at the two of them quietly without interrupting. At this time, only the three of them were present, keeping away from other people.

Although the stadium is noisy, it is not chaotic. There is a hall master above the commander, and a protector above the hall master, and each manages his own team.The three elders sat in the center, discussing the next plan by the way.

Gu Xifei looked around the court, nodded slightly, and sat opposite to King An Tailong.

His voice was not loud, and in the noisy environment, only the two people on the opposite side could barely hear him clearly.

"He is back."

Contrary to An Tailong Wang's expectation, Gu Xifei only said this sentence.

The two people on the opposite side stood up at the same time, and the old porcelain that was holding the barbecue on the table was instantly knocked over on the ground, making a clear and shattering sound.

Wei Qing found a flat place to sit down, drove away the noisy Seven Gods and Demons, and let out a long breath.

At his feet were scattered corpses, paving the path from Longcun Stadium to the bronze gate.

The monk team of 300 people has all been eliminated, leaving no one behind.

I don't know how these people entered the Black Marsh Dragon Village. Fortunately, the dead will not tell the secret.

Wei Qing had one long leg bent, with one hand resting on his knee, the dim light and mist concealed the horrific death.But the pungent smell of blood made him frowned.

There was a huge roar from the underground mountain behind him, and even the ground under his feet was constantly trembling.It is conceivable how intense the situation in the mountain is.

He introduced the three dragon-suppressing cables into the Chi Ling Formation.

However, the destructive Chi Ling Array can only trap Zhenlongsuo, but cannot destroy them.

A dragon-suppressing rope, ten acres of spiritual rice land, and a long black iron chain that locks the dragon soul at one end and benefits at the other end.

The old wound on the back spine began to ache again, and after two years, the pain was still so clear, and the wound never healed from the moment the zhenlong cable was pierced.

Wei Qing punched the floor.

The mountain behind him was still rumbling.

And the stone slabs on the ground began to crack thick and long gaps, and then slowly collapsed, turning into ashes.

He stood up and looked at the path covered with dead monks. They were once invincible, and they went to heaven and earth just to hunt dragons.

Now, it's all under his feet.

One day, he will also want those things behind him to be the same as the dead bodies on the ground.

The voice of the Dragon Clan came from the mist.

Wei Qing stepped on the magic cloud and jumped into the hidden mid-air.

I saw An Feng hurried over with a team of more than a dozen people. They were all wearing metal armor to protect their backs, and they all held weapons in their hands.

They must have followed the monk's body to find it, and they were very happy.

Along the way, they kicked and kicked the corpses. On the one hand, they checked to see if they were dead. On the other hand, they hated these monks. It felt like being hunted by humans for hundreds of years. Someone avenged them all at once, and even kicked them hummed.

But when they got to the middle of the path, they stopped, because the noise in the mountain was getting louder, they clenched their weapons tightly and put their minds on alert.

One said: "There is something in the Chi Ling Formation."

"Listening to this movement, it seems that there is something that the Chiling Formation can't trap?" Another person looked around suspiciously.

An Feng stuck his whole body on the mountain and listened carefully. After a while, he said in a deep voice, "Why do I feel that the thing inside is Zhenlongsuo? No, I have to go back and report to the king immediately."

Soon, Antai Dragon King, Coiling Dragon Envoy An Zechuan and several elders all arrived.

Wei Qing hid in a higher mountain, and only relied on his spiritual sense to check the situation at the foot of the mountain. If there was any danger, he could immediately send seven gods and demons to restrain Zhenlongsuo to ensure the safety of the dragon clan.

An Tai and An Zechuan quickly confirmed that the thing in the Chi Ling Formation was Zhenlongsuo, and there were three of them.

All the invading monks were killed, but there was nothing they could do with Zhen Longsuo. This was Zhen Longsuo's absolute suppression of the Dragon Clan.

"Does there still exist the Ferry Crystal Soul in Black Marsh Dragon Village?" An Zechuan asked An Tai.

King An Tailong shook his head: "How could it be? It's not that you don't know our financial resources. Besides, that thing is extremely rare, and Tianyan Kingdom deliberately blocked it..."

Antai sighed and stopped talking.

Panlong envoy An Zechuan took out three fiery red crystals from the Qiankun bag and stuffed them into King Antailong's hand: "King Antai, take them and use them first."

Antai Dragon King's eyes widened: "How did this happen? Master Panlong Envoy, you should save your life."

An Zechuan said: "When I was trapped in the Alchemy Department of Suitian Town, the old department of King Guangning sent people to rescue me. They went bankrupt and got seven yuan, four of which have been used, destroying the alchemy department at that time. four dragon ropes and lost eleven lives..."

An Zechuan probably remembered the tragedy of being rescued, his brows were furrowed, and he closed his eyes for a moment.

"King Antai..." An Zechuan patted Antai's shoulder, "The Chi Ling Formation won't be trapped for long, and Zhenlongsuo will come out. The old and young people in your village are your clansmen, and they are also my clansmen. Three It's a good deal to exchange the crystal soul of Du Dusheng for the stability of the Black Marsh Dragon Village. What's more, although I am the envoy of the Panlong, what's the point of choosing the Dragon Emperor if my clan is gone?"

Seeing all this in Wei Qing's consciousness, he was secretly surprised. Hearing what they said, is there something that can restrain Zhen Longsuo?

But I have been in Ziyunzong for so many years, and this is the first time I have heard of this Transcendence Crystal Soul. It can be seen that Tianyan Kingdom is afraid of it, and it must be blocked by the whole country.

Wei Qing couldn't help but hold his breath and listened more carefully.

At this time, An Tai finally gritted his teeth, clasped his fists and said, "Then I thank Sir Panlong Envoy."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and told the third elder, An Jiuxiang, "Prepare the three best magic weapons immediately."

The best divine weapon of the Dragon Clan, compared to Wei Qing's Qiankun bag, it is only a middle-of-the-road appearance.

Seeing a sword and two knives brought out by An Jiuxiang, Wei Qing used magic power to transform Du Shengjing Soul into it. Only then did he realize that Du Sheng Jing Soul is not a crystal ore gem, but extracted from a certain kind of creature. The crystal soul that came out.

"Go..."

King An Tailong threw the magic soldier who refined and transformed the transitional crystal soul into the chi spirit array.

Sure enough, within half an hour, the roar in the mountain had stopped.With the sound of "哗哗", the three Zhenlong ropes were thrown out. The ropes were still intact, but for some reason they turned into ordinary chains as if they had lost their lives, and the red thread on the quenched fruit pill disappeared. Ordinary pills the size of a fist.

In the end, Shengjinghun and Zhenlongsuo will die together, and the three magic weapons will be destroyed at once.

The third elder, An Jiuxiang, stomped his feet in distress, seeing that the residue on the ground was all white silver and spar, and now they were all in vain.

There were cheers in the valley, and all the soldiers who followed were weeping with joy and crying with their heads in their arms.

For the first time in 600 years, they completely defeated Zhenlong Suo and tasted the taste of victory for the first time.

"Who helped us?" An Feng and other soldiers asked one after another.

"If he hadn't helped us kill these dog swallows and trapped Zhenlongsuo in the chiling formation, the entire Black Marsh Dragon Village would have fallen to the ground today."

"That's right, Master Panlong Envoy, did the Dragon Lord appear? That's why we survived the catastrophe in Heimao Village, and the dragon clan survived, my king should return." Someone knelt down on the ground, tears streaming down his face, kowtowed and prayed.

King An Tailong waved his hand, and said loudly: "Everyone, don't make wild guesses. The person who helped us is a friend of Mr. Gu. There are several of them, and they have left now."

All the soldiers looked at each other in blank dismay, even the elders didn't know why.

"So it's Mr. Gu's friend..."

"I just said that Mr. Gu has great powers..."

Seeing that everyone gradually believed, King An Tailong said happily: "Okay, this time you can go back for a festival with peace of mind."

At this time, Elder Anshun stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty, the guards came to report that they had captured a monk from the human race and hid outside the cliff. I don't know if it's the friend of Xiao Wei, who is now in a coma."

An Tai turned around and asked An Zechuan, "Who is that little Wei?"

An Zechuan was stunned for a moment: "He, if you don't tell me, I almost forgot. According to An Ming, that Xiaowei is a disciple of Ziyun Sect. There is nothing wrong with him. I guess he was with Senior Brother He who he brought. , That's why I concealed my identity. But speaking of Ziyunzong, they oppose Mudan, but they have a little kindness for my Dragon Clan."

"Greetings to King Antai, and Lord Panlong Envoy."

A young man in black came down from behind them, and saluted respectfully, "I'm really sorry, I misunderstood a bit earlier, and I really offended you. Brother and I are indeed from Ziyun Sect. Xiaowei is here to make a solemn apology to you. I don't know who I am. That brother... how is he doing now?"

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