Battle Dragon Lingshen

Chapter 592 Good fortune?grave?
Today, the riot in Taicang Lingtian has passed for more than three days. After getting out of trouble and wreaking havoc, those big demons began to gradually disappear from everyone's sight, but the disaster did not end. The number of demons in the realm is increasing.

Originally, the northern border was basically dominated by the demons at night, and the activities of the human race during the day, but now it has changed. The human race is like a bereaved dog, surreptitiously living, and it has completely fallen into the world of the demons.

"Fuck, why does this damn demon race feel like it's completely indestructible and indestructible?"

Ao Yunlong was very depressed, looking at the bodies of demon monks piled up in front of him, he muttered in dissatisfaction.

In the past three days, wherever Ao Yunlong passed by, demons appeared in groups, killing anyone they saw. It is simply that few of the demon monks have the level of martial gods, and most of them are cultivated by Emperor Wu.

However, there are too many of them, just like ants, Aoyunlong basically spends every day in the battle for three days, and now basically relying on this instinct to kill Yuanmo, the color of Taicang Lingyu has long been Passed the green phase and is now somewhere between orange and red.

"A large number of people from the demon race are approaching here again, it's better for us to retreat for the time being."

Mu Jin, who was so bloodthirsty, was a little bored at the moment, and even proposed to retreat first for the rare first time.I still remember that three days ago, when Mu Jin saw the Sky-Tuning Rock Shark, who was in the realm of the Martial God, he screamed and rushed forward to fight for life and death. Now this is enough to show that Mu Jin is real I'm tired of killing.

"What the hell is this Taicang God Clan doing? What promises the position of an elder? I think it's going to kill all the monks. This is the situation now, and I haven't seen the Tai Cang God Clan react yet."

Ao Yunlong grumbled in dissatisfaction, and followed Mu Jin to avoid this group of demons quietly.

"There is a hiding place just ahead, let's rest here for a while."

Mu Jin stretched out his hand and pointed to the depression of a small mountain peak. There were boulders in all directions blocking the view. If you don't look carefully, it is really hard to find.

The two of them came in stoopingly, when their footsteps suddenly froze. Both of them felt that they were being watched keenly at the first moment, and there was an aura that locked them tightly.

The golden pride was instantly held tightly in his hands, and the golden energy in his body also gushed out, ready to deal with sudden dangers at any time. The same was true for Mu Jin. shudder.

"Fellow Daoists, don't be nervous, we are just human monks taking refuge here."

There was a voice coming from below, and then three or five people slowly came out from the small exit.

"A member of the Demon Sword Sect?" Ao Yunlong asked, because he had dealt with people from the Demon Sword Sect before, and even killed one of the three major sword demons of the Demon Sword Sect.Looking at the outfits of the team in front of him now, he immediately recognized them.

"Ah? Fellow Daoist until our Demon Sword Sect?" The leader seemed kind, and he heard that Ao Yunlong could tell the identities of several of them at a glance, so he couldn't help but feel a little curious.

Looking at this person's expression, it seems that the matter of beheading Wu Feng by himself has not been spread in the Demon Sword Sect. Naturally, Ao Yunlong will not take the initiative to find himself uncomfortable. Now there are those demons outside. Conflicts between people will inevitably cause some unnecessary troubles.

"I used to have some friendship with Guizong's Wu Feng, so I also know something about the Demon Sword Sect." Ao Yunlong started talking nonsense, making Mu Jin who was watching him couldn't help but want to swing the scythe in his hand at him He fell down.

This person is really too shameless, you hacked Wu Feng alive back then, and now you are talking like you have a good relationship with Wu Feng, it is really shameless.

As soon as that person heard that he was Wu Feng's friend, his expression changed immediately. To Ao Yunlong, he was being affectionate. Friend" that person is naturally enthusiastic.

"It's bad, there are big demons in the realm of Valkyrie patrolling here, let's go into the underground as soon as possible, it will be bad if we are discovered." The two said anxiously.

Everyone who followed the Demon Sword Sect came to the ground and pointed it out. Ao Yunlong exclaimed suddenly. He really didn't expect that there is such a vast space under this small exit. What surprised him even more was the spiritual power here. The concentration is much higher than that of the outside world. Even though there is little sunlight coming in, there are still many spiritual flowers and plants growing in the corners.

"What is this place that is so strange?"

Mu Jin also saw that this place is extraordinary, and there are occasional Taos that emerge, and people can get twice the result with half the effort here, which is of great benefit to practice. He turned his head, looked at Ao Yunlong and exclaimed.

"It's really a rare good place." Ao Yunlong closed the curtain slightly, and the golden energy on his body jumped up independently, flowing freely in his limbs and bones like never before. The brilliance was circulating, and at the moment he couldn't help but want to snort comfortably, but his cultivation level showed signs of breaking through in such a short period of time, and the Ninth Rank Martial Emperor seemed to be within reach.

"Who are these people?"

Someone interrupted suddenly, interrupting Ao Yunlong's short comprehension.

"Back to the suzerain, this is the friend of Elder Wufeng." The man from the Demon Sword Sect who brought Aoyunlong here stepped forward and said.

"Friends of that kid Wu Feng? Well, let them come in first." The man's voice couldn't be said to be hated or liked, but Ao Yunlong felt the slightest bit of danger from his serious face.

Sure enough, there are tens of thousands of monks in the world, and he must not underestimate himself. Before, he was so conceited that he thought he was invincible at the level of a martial god, but at this moment he felt the danger from the master of the Demon Sword Sect.

"This place is really strange, it can really be called a place of good fortune, what is the specific origin of this place?" Ao Yunlong cupped his hands and said politely.

"Hmph! The land of good fortune? It's just a tomb." The master of the Demon Sword Sect snorted coldly!
(End of this chapter)