The True Dragon has been silent these days until Ning Yuyu struggled to get up and cursed: "What the hell is this? How come there is such a terrible curse..."

"Grave soil..." The real dragon spit out a name. This is a forbidden area in the spiritual realm. There are a large number of graves. I don't know when they were buried.

After years of brewing, various yin energy curses have been formed, which is extremely terrifying.

But this place is probably a very deep place, so Ning Yu can't hold on.

"Don't get close to those graves... You have to stay here for a while, those people will use all their means to find you, and here you can cover it."

The True Dragon instructed that you could guess the actions of those people.

"Then what are you doing here?" Ning Yu was curious.

"I need something here..." Zhenlong left Ning Yu here without saying anything in detail, pointing out the direction to leave. As long as you are careful, there is no danger.

After the True Dragon disappeared deeper, the Immortal Demon Lord emerged. He did not dare to appear in front of the True Dragon, for fear of touching the other party's brow.

"It is rumored that there are many tombs of creatures here, and even dragon corpses are buried..." The Immortal Demon Lord told some rumors, and he speculated that the real dragon might be looking for dragon corpses.

"Dragon Corpse? Could it be that it wants to become a corpse dragon?" Ning Yu was a little unbelievable.

"It wants to condense its true body, and the amount of essence it needs to spend is terrible. It is good to replace it with a dragon corpse first."

The Immortal Demon Lord Tao, a creature like the True Dragon has the power of perfection and may be able to live to death.

"But there are also some opportunities here. Good things are buried in these tombs. The stronger the curse, the better the things are."

The Immortal Demon Lord introduced him, which made Ning Yu's eyes flash and he had some ideas, but the gloomy curse here was too powerful, and he did not dare to act rashly.

He decided to go to the periphery to take a look. Next, he moved forward in the direction guided by the real dragon, carefully avoiding some graves. They were all weird, or bloody, and even thunder flashed.

Not long after, he discovered a special tomb, with a purple sword inserted into the tomb, but only the hilt of the sword was exposed, and the majestic thunder was scattered, which looked extremely terrifying.

Before, most of the graves could not be seen in anything, only this grave could be seen as a sword.

Ning Yu has never had any suitable weapons, mainly because he has improved too quickly, and some weapons were quickly eliminated. The last time he fought with the guy who returned to Xushan, he suffered the loss of no weapons.

"You can think about it..." He thought for a while. Anyway, according to the instructions of Zhenlong, he could not go out quickly.

"boom!"

Ning Yu stepped forward and walked forward. His qi and blood rolled, forming a ball of light to wrap him up, fighting against the curse.

He approached the tomb, and every time he walked forward for a distance, the power of the curse doubled, making people suffocate, as powerful as Ning Yu was fighting desperately.

"It's coming soon."

It was only the last distance, but the curse surged, like heavy rain pouring down, flooding him.

The source of the curse is this tomb, so the closer it is, the more unbearable it is.

One step, two steps, three steps...

Ning Yu was sweating profusely, and the bones inside his body were clattering, and he felt very tired.

During the last distance, he walked for three days and three nights, and sat down several times, fighting hard, resolving the curse.

"Click!"

During this period, lightning flashes fell, which were extremely terrifying. Sometimes when it fell on him, a blood would splash, which would hurt his body.

That is the thing in the tomb. Each tomb has its own characteristics. This tomb contains the power of thunder and is very powerful.

It was only a few dozen steps away, but Ning Yu could not hold on anymore. He was under too much pressure, and his body showed signs of collapse and his spirit was also greatly damaged.

Step by step, the last few dozen steps took Ning Yu three days and finally arrived near the grave.

It is made up of black soil and exists for countless years, with a terrible atmosphere.

This is Ning Yu's feeling. Here, the entire tomb will burst into lightning and penetrate the sky.

Ning Yu said to himself, sweating all over his head, standing here with difficulty, under great pressure.

His eyes were chaotic and shiny, and he saw through the black soil through the lightning.

"That's..." He opened his eyes wide and looked at the grave in surprise. The sword was only half a piece, penetrated a human-shaped body, as if it had been nailed to death here, leaving only dead bones.

He tried it and sacrificed a weapon, but as soon as he approached, he was wiped into ashes by the thunder.

"A gamble, this thing should be within my tolerance..." Ning Yu thought for a long time, and finally gritted his teeth and decided.

He resisted the thunder and held the hilt of the sword. In an instant, the thunder here was turbulent. In the first few days, Ning Yu was in great pain. This was a torture like a broken bone. The lightning struck him, making him covered in blood and blood dim.

Finally, he gradually adapted and improved.

Half a month later, Ning Yu had become accustomed to it, and even some thunder power was engraved in his body, which could be stimulated independently.

"boom!"

A thunder rose up in Ning Yu's body, with a breath of destruction, extremely intense.

Then, he shouted loudly, and the blue veins on his arm burst out. With the sound of metal, the purple broken sword was pulled out by him.

The terrifying thunder power began to explode, and almost turned into a sea of ​​thunder. Some of the surrounding tombs began to shake, as if they were provoked.

Suddenly, just as he stood with his sword and was full of energy, a black light flew over and hit the back of his head, cruel and heartless.

This is a scale that is as big as a palm, extremely sharp, which makes the void twisted. If it slashes the head of a person, it is destined to be killed with one blow.

Ning Yu suddenly opened his body and moved his body quickly, avoiding this fatal blow, and his whole body was surrounded by electric light to protect his body.

"The reaction is quite fast, the young man is good."

Some time ago, an old man came here, dressed in gray clothes, hunched over, white hair, and his eyes flashed.

Ning Yu had a sense of anger in his heart. If he hadn't been keen on spiritual awareness, he would have been hit. This old man was very strong and not simple. He was enough to compete with the halberd holder who returned to Xushan. He could be called the peak of the fifth realm.

The old man smiled slightly and said, "I'm just a test."

Ning Yu paid attention to the observation and did not turn against him immediately.

"You have tried it and can leave." Ning Yu said.

"My friend, you have picked up my things, please return them." The old man said with a smile.

"What?" Ning Yu frowned.

"That purple broken sword belongs to my ancestors' burial. This time I came here for it. Please return it." The old man said, smiling very strongly.
Chapter completed!