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Chapter 95 The corpse of the ancestor dragon

The bald old man was really shocked, and none of his wife and children could be together.

The only little girl he can kill is actually a saint behind it.

"Since that's the case, I can only fight for everything and bury you here." The bald old man restored his true nature.

His body is a golden crow with a length of three hundred feet.

At this moment, blood and energy gushed out of the body, wrapped around the wings, turning into blood talismans and imprinted on the wings.

Obviously, this is to use secret techniques to increase your own speed.

"Yes, that's right." The three-legged Razer said with a smirk.

"You won't laugh immediately." The bald old man flapped his wings and brought out a series of afterimages in the air, instantly appeared above the head of the tripod raser and grabbed it hard.

"puff!"

The bald old man squeezed the afterimage left by the triple-legged Razer.

The three-legged thunders groaned, and his snake tail was swept into the claws of the King Kong Crow, leaving a blood mark.

The second strike from the bald old man followed closely!

The triple-legged Razer twisted and flipped, avoiding the sharp second claw.

This claw fell at the bottom of the huge pit.

"Click!"

The black ban collapsed completely, revealing a deeper and larger pit.

At the bottom of this huge pit, there is a dragon corpse that is tens of thousands of feet long, and there are many broken corpses around the dragon corpse.

There are many sword wounds on the surface of the dragon's corpse, but it still exudes an extremely sharp aura, and even countless sword shadows are reflected in the sky.

There are two fatal injuries on the dragon corpse, one in the abdomen and the other in the eyebrows.

His tail was cut open and a piece of tailbone was lost.

The three-legged Razer changed and returned to Yang Tianyou's appearance, looking at this scene with shock.

The tailbone he got in the treasure house of the King Kong Demon Crow clan should be from this dragon corpse.

Nine is the most number!

From ancient times to the present, the only one whose dragon body has reached 90,000 feet long is the Ancestral Dragon.

In other words, this is the corpse of the dragon clan, one of the three powerful tribes in ancient times - Zulong, a quasi-saintly powerful corpse.

"If I get this dragon corpse, I basically don't have to worry about resources before reaching the quasi-saint."

Ning Xi was in a hot heart, but he forced himself to calm down.

In one case, there are thousands of corpses around the corpse of the Ancestral Dragon, which are old or new. Judging from the aura they emit, they were at least at the level of the Daluo Golden Immortal during their lifetime.

What does this mean?

This shows that there is an extremely powerful existence hidden at the bottom of the pit, and all the monks who tried to take away the corpse of the ancestor dragon will go and never return.

Secondly, Ning Xi sensed a unique breath with his powerful innate soul. This breath is very obscure, but very powerful.

Thinking back then, when he was still Buzhou Mountain, the aura he had was only one or two more than this aura.

"There is a quasi-saint hidden at the bottom of the pit!" After Ning Xi came to this conclusion, he carefully observed and found that a sword was inserted into the abdomen of Zulong, and the black mist was lingering, which was very blurry and could not be seen in detail.

But one thing is very clear, that is, the sword gives him the feeling that it is extremely, special and very dangerous.

"A treasure mountain is ahead, but it cannot move!" Ning Xi sighed regretfully and glanced at the bald old man who also saw the dragon's corpse.

Swish-

The bald old man couldn't help but rushed to the dragon corpse.

"The opportunity is here!" Ning Xi quickly opened the Taixu Tianmen and locked under the neck of Zulong, a crescent-shaped scale that grew inverted.

It is the reverse scale of the dragon, and it is also the most precious and hardest scale on the dragon's body.

When the bald old man approached the abdomen of the Ancestral Dragon and snatched the most precious dragon ball on the Ancestral Dragon, Ning Xi rushed under the dragon's head and used his strength to pull down the Ancestral Dragon's reverse scales. Without hesitation, he used the Taixu Tianmen to shuttle through the space and escaped with all his might.

"Swish!"

A sharp sword light flashed by.

The bald old man had a hole in his eyebrows and fell straight down.

In the void, a pair of sharp eyes locked on Ning Xi who was running away, and then a sigh sounded: "This person has the aura of the fourth brother, it's the fourth brother's pawn, for nothing, you're lucky!"

There was a dead silence under this pit.

"Damn it, it's too dangerous just now!" Ning Xi felt the locks dissipate, stopped and took out the Zulong reverse scale.

The Dragon Clan of the Prehistoric World is famous for its physical strength.

This piece of Ancestral Dragon reverse scale is the strongest thing on the Ancestral Dragon.

What else do you need for the real bones of the Vajra, the Nine-turn Iron and the South China Sea Purple Gold.

As long as the Zulong reverse scale is refined into the word "plating", the plating method can definitely be directly small, or even reach the peak of small.

"Hey, this is..." Ning Xi suddenly discovered that there was a hidden small space hidden in the Ancestral Dragon's reverse scales.

There are three things in this small space.

The first is a drop of the essence and blood of the ancestor dragon, exuding peerless divine power;

The second is a shabby map - the Heaven Swallowing Map, which marks a striking red dot;

The third one is a wisp of the ancestral dragon's remnant soul.

The moment Ning Xi sensed this wisp of remnant soul, the remnant soul turned into a middle-aged man with a long horn, with a mighty and domineering appearance.

"You can take away my reverse scales from the Shadow Sword. I think your strength should be quite good. That drop of Ancestral Dragon essence blood is a gift from me.

As long as you can enter the Swallowing Cave, go to the location of the red dot mark on the Swallowing Map, find the treasure lost by my dragon clan, and return it to the dragon clan.

Then, according to the oath made by the Emperor, the Heavenly Dao will allow you to obtain a quasi-saint-level dragon ball and nine drops of Taichu Dragon Emperor liquid!”

After the remnant soul of Zulong dissipated after saying these words.

"Taichu Dragon Emperor Liquid..." Ning Xi drooled immediately, "The physical defense of the dragon clan in the prehistoric world is half because of talent, and half because of this thing."

"Anyway, I must get the Taichu Dragon Emperor Liquid."

"The Shuangtian Cave seems to be the name of the cave below my Buzhou Mountain!"

"Buzhou Mountain has collapsed, and I don't know if the Swallowing Heaven Cave is still there?"

"I seem to have ignored something, wait, Zulong seemed to say, the sword at the bottom of the pit was called the Shadow Sword."

"How come I have never heard of such a great sword weapon before?"

...

When Ning Xi was thinking a lot, many powerful monks rushed there because they saw the sword shadows above the Fire Yuan.

The first person to reach Huoyuan was a bald strong man carrying a mace, which was Taiyi Zhenren.

He looked at the dragon corpse at the bottom of the pit and the corpse of the bald old man fell into deep thought.

"A demon crow who has cultivated into the indestructible body of Vajra was killed with one blow," Taiyi Zhenren couldn't help asking himself, "If I go down to pick up the dragon corpse, can I block the existence hidden in the dark?"

Just as I was thinking, an extremely dazzling sword light was like a rushing river of heaven, with a huge momentum and a fierce intention, and it leaked.

But it was the Confucian Tianhe Sword Immortal Li Hao who grew up!

Chief Li Hao stood by the edge of the pit, stared at the bottom of the pit, and bowed, "Little Confucian Li Hao has met his senior. The leader of Tongtian Sect once said that there are nine hidden sword immortals in the world, and the senior should be one of them."

Silence at the bottom of the pit!

"I have been trying my best to achieve the ultimate sword skills in my life. Today I come here to ask me for one move. Even if I die, I will never regret it!" Li Hao bowed to the end.

"Take it!" A cold voice sounded at the bottom of the pit.

Immediately, a sword light burst out, but only the sword light was seen, but no sword energy was seen.

Li Hao retreated suddenly, and the acquired treasure of merit behind it, the Tianhe Sword, was instantly unsheathed and turned into a Tianhe River and swarmed away.

Of course, people who do not understand swordsmanship see Tianhe, while people who understand swordsmanship see dense Tianhe sword energy.

Each sword energy is a river of heaven.

How vast and magnificent this is.

However, after contacting the sword light, this vast and magnificent sword disappeared instantly.

A blood mark appeared on Li Hao's long neck.

Obviously, Shadow Sword held back, otherwise Li Haochang would definitely die.

"Have you realized it?" A low voice sounded from the bottom of the pit.

Li Hao stood there for a long time and said, "I only saw the vastness of the sky when the waves rise, but I ignored the tranquility and peace of the sky when the calmness of the sky, so my current sword path is broken..."
Chapter completed!
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