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Chapter 404 Guest! Taixu Ancient Dragon Visits the Underworld Snake Territory

Chapter 404 Guest! Taixu Ancient Dragon Visits the Underworld Snake Territory

The Demon Saint of Underworld is a powerful man from ancient times. He has fallen away for many years. Now, there is still a trace of his remnant soul guarding him in the Underworld Stone Tablet.

Although it is a remnant soul, it is not much weaker than a heavenly soul.

As for the famous fighting skills of the Underworld Demon Saint - Underworld's Fury and the Demon Saint's Essence and Blood, if you want to obtain them, you must first tame this residual soul.

Yao Ming originally wanted to seize the training method of Huang Quan Tian Wrath. It is a heaven-level advanced sonic fighting skill that can shatter the soul in a rage.

At the same time, the Demon Saint of Huangquan was in the middle stage of fighting the emperor during his lifetime, and his essence and blood also experienced incredible changes.

But the result of his attempt was that it took him half a year to barely recover.

After hearing Yao Ming's reminder, Lin Xiu moved and sat down cross-legged on a stone pier in front of the stone monument.

"Yao Ming, please don't let anyone disturb me while I'm entering the stone monument!"

Lin Xiu glanced at him.

"Don't worry, Alliance Leader."

Yao Ming's face was serious, he hesitated for two seconds and then said, "If there is any trouble, please don't be impulsive, leader. The stone tablet won't move without legs. You can think about it in the long term."

"It's just a ray of remnant soul."

Lin Xiu nodded slightly and closed his eyes, and then a translucent figure similar to him walked out of the body and stepped into the stone tablet.

There is a cave inside the 100-foot-large stone tablet.

Standing in the void, Lin Xiu heard thunder in his ears, and an ancient atmosphere filled the vast world.

"Creating a world in the stone tablet is a bit interesting for the Demon Saint Huang Quan. When I become emperor in the future, where will I find a suitable place to open a space..."

Lin Xiu looked thoughtful and muttered to himself.

Compared with others, perhaps his greatest wealth is his own heritage.

If space is opened up, there are countless heaven-level techniques and fighting skills.

Maybe before leaving this world, he could send a message to Dou Qi Continent and tell them that he left the treasure in a certain space.

Maybe it can set off a wave of searches...

Thinking of this, the corners of Lin Xiu's mouth slightly raised. He would have to give himself a nice code name when the time comes.

Keep going deeper.

After reaching a certain distance, Lin Xiu was enveloped by an invisible force.

He looked up.

Wind and thunder gathered in the sky with great momentum.

But within the clouds, a huge force surged out, tearing the clouds apart, and then a huge finger fell from the sky.

"The Yellow Spring Finger can cut off life and death!"

Lin Xiu's expression remained unchanged as his soul power surged out and destroyed the giant finger.

At the same time, as if expected, the soul power rolled back and fell to the ground.

A giant palm broke out of the ground and hit his soul power, turning into little gleams of light and scattering to the ground.

Lin Xiu stared straight ahead.

Rumble!
With a deafening roar, a towering mountain peak rose from the ground.

There is a huge throne on the top of the mountain, and a figure in a yellow fur robe is sitting on the seat.

His breath slowly dispersed, causing the earth to tremble, as if welcoming his master back.

"Junior, this is not the place you should be, retreat..."

The figure's eyebrows raised slightly, and his voice was full of soul pressure, sweeping over Lin Xiu's body.

Lin Xiu showed no fear and smiled lightly, "Times have changed. Now in my home court, you are just a remnant soul. You are the one who should be dispersed."

"Bold Xiaoxiao! You are worthy of being so arrogant in front of me!"

The man's eyes shot out a sharp light like a sword, and his figure roared out, shooting towards Lin Xiu.

"Little tricks."

Feeling the opponent's weak strength, Lin Xiu took the initiative to meet him, waving his sleeves and robe, blocking all the attacks.

"Your soul actually reached the imperial realm?"

The figure's face showed a look of horror for the first time.

Lin Xiu smiled and said nothing. Silver flames surged out of his body and turned into a silver dragon, surrounding him.

The figure's expression changed dramatically again, "The power of strange fire!"

"Take the initiative to hand over the wrath of Huangquan and the blood of the demon saint, and I will leave you with dignity."

Lin Xiu spoke slowly.

The figure didn't say anything, but his hands formed a strange handprint like lightning.

I saw him putting his hands on his mouth.

Buzz!

An abnormal fluctuation appeared. At the moment when this fluctuation appeared, this space seemed to be experiencing an apocalypse, and the sky collapsed and the earth cracked. "Advanced Heaven Level..."

Lin Xiu himself has never owned or experienced it.

However, he was not envious.

As long as you give him enough time, even higher-level ones can be integrated, let alone heaven-level ones.

……

In front of the Huangquan Stone Monument.

Yao Ming stood at the edge of the steps, clasping his hands and looking at the back of the lonely figure sitting cross-legged on the stone pier.

"I seem to have explained all the details and precautions clearly, but the leader is too young after all, so don't act on impulse."

Yao Ming kept wandering around, a little worried.

Although he knew that Lin Xiu was an emperor-level soul, the Underworld Demon Saint was not bad either, and the space inside the stone tablet was left by the Underworld Demon Saint himself. Who knew if there was any back-up plan.

Because no one has ever been able to force out the true methods of Demon Saint Huangquan before.

He was also a little unsure at the moment.

At this moment, a rush of footsteps came.

Two figures anxiously walked up the steps.

"Clan..."

When they saw Yao Ming turning around, they were about to speak immediately, but noticed that Yao Ming put his index finger to his mouth and his voice immediately became quieter.

Yaoming led the two of them down and lowered his voice: "What's the matter?"

"Chief, we have a guest."

One person answered.

Yao Ming was stunned for a moment, "Who is he? Just let the elders receive him."

The other person's face was slightly solemn, "The other person is from Taixu Ancient Dragon."

"I haven't been here for a hundred years, and my clan has had contact with them?"

Yao Ming asked in confusion.

The two men shook their heads.

Yao Ming thought for a moment and then asked, "Did the other party reveal what he was here for?"

One person immediately said: "Cooperate! I want to ask us to help in the ancient dragon world."

Yao Ming was stunned for a moment.

When would someone flying in the sky actually put down his body and ask someone like them who was crawling on the ground to help?

He looked back at the top of the steps and pointed at one of them, "Go find Elder Xian, Elder Ming and Elder Liu."

The man nodded, turned and left.

Soon he came back with three elders.

With a serious look on his face, Yao Ming told the three of them to take care of Lin Xiu here, and no one else could come and disturb him except him.

The three of them nodded immediately.

Only then did Yao Ming leave with peace of mind. These three elders were the closest people to him back then and the most trustworthy people in the clan.

……

In the main hall.

An old man in green clothes stood proudly, followed by several strong men.

The auras they exude are not weak.

When those strong men glanced around, they couldn't help but have a flash of disgust in their eyes.

"I'm sorry to keep you waiting for so long. I'm Yao Ming, now the leader of the Nether Python Clan in the Nine Netherlands."

At the entrance of the hall, Yao Ming walked in quickly with a slight smile on his face.

The old man in green clothes in front followed Yao Ming's gaze, and he also smiled and clasped his fists, "Qing Yan, the elder of Beilong Island."

The Taixu Ancient Dragon Clan has declined to such an extent. How can one become an elder without even being a half-saint?
A strange look flashed in Yaoming's eyes, and he thought the other party was just a messenger.

"Elder Qingyan, I wonder what's going on with your visit?"

Yao Ming got straight to the point.

Qing Yan cupped his hands and said, "We, the Dragon King, want to borrow some power from the nobles. Of course, we will not borrow this for nothing. If the clan leader agrees, Beilong Island is storing some of the blood essence left by the ancient heavenly snakes, and we can offer it to you when the time comes."

The Ancient Heavenly Snake is the originator of snakes such as their Nine Netherland Underworld Python and the Ancient Heavenly Demonic Python, their true ancestors with pure blood.

In the early days, it was an existence that could rival the ancient Heavenly Phoenix, the Taixu Ancient Dragon, and even the Sky-Swallowing Python.

Since snakes are becoming more and more mottled from generation to generation, there is almost no chance of regaining the glory of their ancestors, but if they can have the blood essence and blood of their ancestors, there is hope.

(End of this chapter)

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