swallow dragon

Long Yu snorted coldly: "It's okay if you want to get to know each other, but I hope Brother Yan will help me get the treasure first. I believe Brother Yan knows the value of [-] catties of dragon marrow better than anyone else."

"Don't worry, I will never go back on what I promised." Yan Wushuang smiled slightly, waved his hand, and the team continued to walk towards the depths of Jiuyou Magic Spring.

After being attacked by the tree demon, they began to struggle, and the number of monsters suddenly increased, but monsters that were extremely powerful and not weaker than the tree demon also appeared in groups.

"boom!"

"don't want-!"

After going deep into Baili again, Yan Wushuang and others encountered a group of extremely terrifying demon wolves, each of which was not weaker than the tree demon they encountered before.

Casualties began to appear in the team of more than a dozen people.

The monks in the Xuanhai period died one after another, and these were all Yan Wushuang's direct descendants. Every time a person died, Yan Wushuang's heart beat wildly, and his heart ached.

"It's all to die for me!"

boom!

A chilling aura emanated from Yan Wushuang, like pulling a mountain and lifting a tripod, and a long knife with red, yellow, and blue lights flew out from between his eyebrows, and became hundreds of feet long in the blink of an eye. With unparalleled coercion.

The blade glowed everywhere, the light was very strong, and a wave of holy power was faintly revealed.

Half Holy Soldiers!

Lin Yi's heart trembled. This is a semi-saint weapon, only half a step away from reaching the first rank of a holy weapon. It is much more powerful than his Li Vulcan Needle, and it is definitely a magic weapon with great lethality.

"Two senior brothers help me mobilize the semi-saint soldiers." Yan Wushuang roared, all the spiritual power poured out of his body, and all of it sprayed onto the three-color strange knife.

Boom!

The two half-step elders shot at the same time, and the pure spiritual power turned into a torrent and poured into the three-color strange knife.

clank!

The light of the three-color strange knife looked at it, and the three strange lights shot out ten thousand rays of light, shooting out like a windmill, and all the magic wolves turned into air one after another, sweeping away all the monsters like destroying them.

The power of the semi-holy soldiers was extraordinary, and together with Yan Wushuang and the three of them, hundreds of demon wolves were wiped out in the blink of an eye.

Yan Wushuang's face was pale, and he took back the three-color strange knife, took out a few pills and threw them into his mouth, replenishing the spiritual power he had spent.

There is no spiritual power in the Jiuyou Magic Spring, only demonic energy, which cannot absorb spiritual energy at all, and can only be supplemented by pills or old medicines.

At this time, they all regretted why they didn't bring more medicines to replenish their spiritual power. Of course, if they had enough time to refine the dragon marrow, they obviously didn't have any free time now.

Nearly one-third of the 20-member team died, and all of them were monks of the Xuanhai period. The price was too high for Yan Wushuang to bear.

"Brother Long, the price I paid was too great." Yan Wushuang said with gloomy eyes and frowning.

Long Yu looked at him coldly, and asked calmly: "What do you mean by Brother Yan?"

"Every monk of the Xuanhai period is an elite disciple trained by our Panwang Tiandaomen for nearly a hundred years. I can't explain to the sect."

One of Yan Wushuang's seniors, one of the old men also echoed: "Son Long, all the lost disciples are the young master's direct descendants, our loss is indeed too great."

Lin Yi ignored their dog-biting dogs. He opened his eyes to search for the dragon and looked into the depths of the Jiuyou Magic Spring. He felt that an extremely terrifying monster was being resurrected, which was comparable to a cultivator in the Shenyuan Realm.

"Damn it, if you waste a little more time, the monster will be completely resurrected. Let's see what you can use to resist it then."

Lin Yi cursed in his heart, he wasn't too worried about his own safety, and now that the Qing family had also entered the Jiuyou Magic Spring, the combined forces of these two parties were enough to deal with a powerful monster.

Long Yu's expression became gloomy at this time, and he said coldly: "Brother Yan, you might as well just say it, we are all smart people, there is no need to beat around the bush."

Yan Wushuang lowered his eyelids, and said calmly: "I want to increase the ten-year period to 15 years, which means that within 15 years, you Wangu Mountain will provide us with free dragon marrow, no less than three thousand catties each time. "

"Brother Yan has too much appetite." Long Yu's complexion changed slightly, and he sneered.

"We have come to this point, I hope Brother Long can think clearly, without my help, you are no match for the Qing family." Yan Wushuang said slowly in a calm voice.

"Even with your help, this trash like Long Yu won't get that treasure." At this time, an arrogant voice came from a very far away, reaching everyone's ears very clearly.

Except for Long Yu and Lin Yi, the faces of Yan Wushuang and his group changed slightly.

Only dragon seekers like Lin Yi and Long Yu can perceive the breath of other creatures from the boundless magic energy. Just now, Lin Yi suddenly noticed that the people from the Qing family had arrived, and they were no more than three thousand feet away from them.

A team of more than [-] people roared from a distance in some strangely shaped flying boats, and strong auras were released from the flying boats, as if they were demonstrating.

Three flying boats stopped five feet away, and on a white flying boat stood a stunning girl with a fluttering blue shirt and an indifferent expression.

The girl is about sixteen or seventeen years old, and she is very beautiful, but her eyes are full of strong and indifferent indifference.

Lin Yi glanced at it, and his heart shook slightly, because he found that the girl's pupils were orange and shone with light.

Orange eyes, these are natural Fengshui eyes, after acquired training, they can be cultivated into heavenly eyes, second only to their own Tiandao Xunlong eyes.

Among the dragon-seeking masters in the Southern Region, there are only a handful of them who have such abilities. Apart from the ancestors of the major dragon-seeking families, there is only Qing Wan'er, a talented girl from the Qing family in South China Sea.

Next to Qing Wan'er, stood a strong man, naked body muscles knotted, full of explosive power, very wild.

The aura of the strong man is very powerful, vaguely stronger than Yan Wushuang, almost reaching the realm of half a step of divine essence.

On the other four flying boats, each has a half-step Shenyuan cultivator sitting in command, and at the same time more than 20 Xuanhai period cultivators follow.

Such a team is much stronger than Yan Wushuang's. With Yan Wushuang's current strength, they are not their opponents at all.

"Qin Zhen." Staring at the strong man beside Qing Wan'er in disgust, Yan Wushuang gritted his teeth and popped out two words.

"That's right, it's me, brother." The strong man grinned and showed his white teeth: "I didn't expect you to be so good, the son of Panwang Tiandaomen, what a big sign."

"You're not bad either, the mighty Han family's candidate saint son, but there are many Han family candidate saint sons, so you're not doing well." Yan Wushuang sneered, tit for tat.

"It's none of your business. If you are sensible, get out, don't hinder our treasure hunt." Qin Zhen waved his hand, not looking at Yan Wushuang.

Lin Yi secretly smiled inwardly. He had a good feeling for this strong man. He intuitively felt that the candidate son of the Han family was a man of temperament, and definitely not a gloomy and treacherous person like Yan Wushuang.

Long Yu has been staring at Qing Wan'er, with jealousy and hatred in his expression. Although he is the holy son of Wangu Mountain these years, he has been overwhelmed by Qing Wan'er. Most of the southern regions think that he will become a dragon-seeking saint in the future It must be this indifferent and elegant girl.