Your Chance Is Good, Now It's Mine!

Among the monks in the Yanjiaolong Palace.

Because Ao Can was injured, he did not participate in the action of dispelling the demon soil.

After hearing Ao Can's detailed description, Ao Yue, the master of Yanjiaolong Hall, frowned deeply.

"Cangqing Supreme's nine high-grade holy artifacts, it's okay to lose three of them to Xuanyin Grotto-Heaven's Yin Funeral Flower, but three of them were lost by an unknown human monk."

"It's outrageous!"

"Ao Can, you... hey..."

Ao Can's bloodline is purer than his, but his qualifications are older than Ao Can's.

Naturally, he would not accuse Ao Can of anything at this time, so he could only sigh.

Ao Can laughed a few times, "The man didn't come out, maybe he died in the Cave Mansion?"

"After the magic soil is completely dispelled, I will go in and have a look again."

Ao Yue nodded, "That's the only way to go."

"However, the demonic soil covers a radius of ten thousand miles, and the dense demonic energy is continuously released from the Cave Mansion. It cannot be dispelled overnight."

"I estimate that there will be a year or two where it will definitely not be completely removed."

Ao Can chuckled, "That's nothing, our Dragon Clan has a long lifespan, it doesn't matter a year or two."

"I'm recuperating near here. One or two years is definitely enough for me to recover."

...

at the same time.

Ling Xuan has come to the bottom of the abyss.

The place is so dark that you can hardly see your fingers.

The air was filled with the ubiquitous smell of rotting corpses.

If it was another monk, his eyes would have already been darkened.

Spiritual power and blood energy have long been exhausted from resisting the rotting corpse, so they had to use their physical body to resist.

But to Ling Xuan, magic energy is just the nourishment of Strange Fire.

The rotting energy is a by-product of the devil energy, so how can it make him slow down for half a step?

"Looks like I've arrived at my destination."

Ling Xuan looked forward.

There is a huge space ahead.

Although he can't see it, he can feel it.

There were two malicious eyes watching him.

"It's really interesting that a human race came to your door."

"I'm worried that I don't have enough vitality to resurrect, stupid slave, you are here!"

The two great devil emperors laughed strangely.

They fell during the war of gods and demons.

At that time, the human race was still a lowly human slave in the mouth of the demon race.

Ling Xuan looked calm, but said indifferently, "What a coincidence, you are also the nourishment in my eyes."

The two Great Devil Emperors were taken aback for a moment, then burst out laughing.

Laughed and even coughed a little.

"A mere slave, dare to speak like that."

"It seems that so long has passed that the human slaves have forgotten the horror of our demon race! Hahahaha!"

As soon as the words fell, two hidden demonic energy attacked from the left and the right.

These two Great Devil Emperors are not egomaniacs.

They could see early on that this human cultivator was able to walk here with the devilish and rotting corpses, and he was absolutely extraordinary.

Just now, he deliberately said arrogant and arrogant words, just to paralyze Ling Xuan.

This left-to-right hidden magic martial skill is their fierce ultimate move.

It's just that their attack looks stealthy, but in fact, in Ling Xuan's eyes, there is nothing to hide at all.

Jiuyou Bingyan and Jiuxiaoshen Leiyan had already photographed their attacks.

Ling Xuan let out a low snort, and the Yuanxiang Law Manifestation appeared.

The shadow of the blood-colored giant enveloped the body.

The body of the True Blood Saint King!

These two attacks were easily blocked by him.

Ling Xuan stretched out his hand for a move, and Yuan Xiang curled his long trunk upside down, and suddenly threw the six ancient void swords away!

The two great devil emperors were shocked.

"Yuanxiang Law Manifestation?!"

"Ancient Void Sword?!"