Shrouding the Sky: The Empress Against the Immortals

"Ow!!"

Flying God Yasha was extremely furious. It never expected that, under all precautions, someone could snatch the treasure marrow from under its nose.

And it's even with a pot! !
Furious, it let out a roar that hardly belonged to their race.

This is a voice that contains endless anger and monstrous mana.

Ling Song looked back and saw a horrifying scene: the terrifying screams caused the entire dragon cave to collapse inch by inch, all the rocks were turned into dust, and everything turned into dust!
At the moment when the domain gate was about to close, the screeching sound spread into the space channel.

"puff!"

If Ling Song was hit hard, his whole body shook, and his consciousness was almost shattered on the spot.The skin on the whole body was broken, blood stains instantly soaked through the clothes, the whole face was like gold paper, coughing up blood.

"It hurts! Huh..." Ling Song was teary.

She didn't dare to delay, she used all her power to walk through the void passage.

In the dragon cave at the back, the flying god Yasha rushed out of the ground, and before the people around could realize why there was another Yasha, it opened its mouth and spit out a green innate energy, and went straight to the void passage where Ling Song was running. .

That energy seemed to lock onto Ling Song's breath, chasing him for dozens of miles in one breath, and finally bombarded the void, creating a crack.

This attack was dangerous and dangerous, almost keeping Ling Song behind.

But even so, Ling Song still felt uncomfortable.

She was rubbed against her arm by the escaping energy, and her whole arm hung down on the spot, and she lost all feeling. The entire left shoulder bone was cracked, and the flesh and blood turned up, causing excruciating pain.

It was as if a savage beast had bumped into her from behind, her whole body spun like a fallen leaf and flew out uncontrollably.

Fortunately, the direction of being knocked into the air was directly facing the direction of the passage, otherwise the bad luck would be unpredictable.

Fortunately, after this blow, the Yaksha did not continue to fall.

……

On Dayu Ridge, all forces are still in amazement.

Many people were even a little dazed, not understanding why the newly appeared Yasha rushed out and did not kill anyone, but spit out a mouthful of innate energy full of murderous intent towards a place where no one was around.

After a few breaths, when the other two Yakshas who hadn't been dealt with became extremely irritable, someone finally reacted.

"It's broken! Someone must have fished in troubled waters and stole the treasure marrow!"

As soon as this remark came out, everyone was stunned.

"That's right, this yaksha didn't show up at first, and it was obviously specially reserved in the dragon cave to protect the treasure marrow, so as not to be stolen. But now that it came out, the two surviving yakshas became extremely irritable. It must have been snatched away!"

Combining various signs, people have basically confirmed this fact.

For a moment, everyone felt like being a clown and being played in the applause, and they were quite annoyed.

"Who is it? It's too shameless. Everyone is trying to break into the Dragon Cave with their real skills, and he is playing tricks!"

"Find him and light his sky lantern!"

"The man lights up the sky lantern, the woman destroys her cultivation and throws her into the brothel, and I patronize her every night!"

In the crowd, Jiang Zuiyun shuddered, shook his forearm that was hit by Zhao Wuyou just now, and grinned.

I don't know if it hurts or I'm afraid of something.

"boom!"

Half a quarter of an hour later, with everyone's concerted efforts to deal with the last flying god Yasha, the scene finally calmed down.

The faces of a group of people are not very good-looking.

After working for half a night, I ended up making a wedding dress for someone else.

"It's too early to kill. We should draw the soul of the last Yaksha to see if we can find clues to the person who stole the marrow." Someone said in a deep voice.

"It's useless. That person escaped with a formation. The direction of escape must be the direction where Yasha spit out the innate energy to attack. Even if he finds the clue, it's too late to chase now."

"It's really bad luck!"

"Hey, actually, I don't think it's a big deal. Anyway, the precious marrow is not our turn. Those who should suffer are those who are proud of the sky. Originally, they had the best chance, but it's a pity that no one accepts the other. Now it's alright, let Someone else picked the peaches."

Someone secretly sneered, gloating.

"Well, it's not that there are no clues." An elder from the Gushe Dynasty who was in the Seventh Transformation Realm of Dragon Transformation suddenly said.He raised his hand and made a picture, which was the scene of Ling Song quietly approaching the Jasper Dragon Pool in the Dragon Cave.

"It was this little girl who stole the dragon marrow. Some of us saw it with our own eyes, but it's a pity we didn't have time to stop it."

Hearing this, all the monks around were slightly stunned.

No one expected that it was actually a little girl who completed the act of snatching food from a tiger's mouth.

But soon, everyone seemed to have thought of something, and their expressions became quite playful.

The commander of the guards next to the eldest prince of the Liyang Dynasty sneered, and said: "I think, I'm afraid you didn't have time to stop it, but you planned to catch the cicada and the oriole behind you? I just didn't expect the other party to slip away too fast, beyond your control. So let’s talk it out.”

"Fellow Taoist, why are you saying these meaningless words?" The elders of the Gushe Dynasty were not flushed, and even if they were exposed, they planned to fish in troubled waters and quietly steal the dragon marrow, and they were very calm.

"I think the more important thing now is to find this girl, everyone, take a closer look, how did she escape the Yaksha's spiritual sense?"

While the elder was speaking, he played out several memory images one after another, almost forming a coherent image.

It includes the whole process from Ling Song entering the Dragon Cave to quietly approaching the Dragon Pool.

There was no shortage of well-informed monks from all sides present, and soon some people saw the tricks.

"The Holy Power of the Taiyin!"

"That's right, only this kind of the most original power between heaven and earth can hide from the spiritual perception of the flying Yaksha."

"So, that little girl actually mastered the "Taiyin Ancient Classic"?" Someone exclaimed.

As soon as the words "Taiyin Ancient Classic" came out, there was an uproar all around.

Everyone's eyes widened in disbelief.

Taiyin Renhuang's orthodoxy is known as one of the two mother scriptures of the human race, but it has been lost for many years, and he did not expect it to appear in a little girl now.

"Not bad!"

The elders of the Gushe Dynasty nodded lightly, stroked their beards and said, "It is the orthodoxy of the Supreme Human Emperor in the past, that ancient and peerless cultivation method that has been lost in Zhongzhou for many years, and now it has appeared again. Is a few drops of dragon marrow more important?"

"Important is important, but you are just talking nicely. If there is a clue, how can you announce it like this. It is nothing more than trying to use the hands of the world's heroes to force the little girl to show up, and then continue to fish in troubled waters and steal the Emperor's power. It's just the law."

The people of the Liyang Dynasty were merciless, and once again exposed the thinking of these people from the Gushe Dynasty.

Unfortunately, this is a conspiracy.

Even if it was exposed, there are still countless people willing to step into it.

Just because it is the "Taiyin Ancient Classic".

If you can snatch it, even if it's just a certain volume of scriptures, it's worth immeasurable.

Jiang Zuiyun could see clearly in the crowd that someone had already traveled far away and started sending news to his own forces.