Chapter 97: Ten Thousand Ghosts’ Evil Veins, Evil Qi Yin Dragon (2)

"The evil veins of thousands of ghosts..." Wu Luo said to himself. After gasping for a while, his injuries had healed a lot, but during the explosion, the meridians in his body were damaged, and many of them had broken. Even if they were resting, it would take dozens of days to recover.

A huge tomb with evil veins of ten thousand ghosts must be formed with at least one thousand people unjustly and more than ten thousand people. According to the saying, there should not be such a evil vein of ten thousand ghosts near the imperial capital, but it happened!

The evil power of the evil veins of all ghosts is extremely powerful, and it cannot be broken without the most strong and yang power. Wuluo does not lack the most strong and yang power, such as the "Qilin Arm", such as the copper ring of the divine bird.

But the problem is that the power of these two is too weak compared to the "Million-Man Slaughter". Wu Luo himself was unsure whether it could work against the evil veins of thousands of ghosts.

"Qilin Arm" is a destiny talisman. If it is formed, its power will increase sharply. Unfortunately, Wu Luo's talisman array is composed of evil spirit talismans, and the lethality of the evil veins of all ghosts will also be reduced.

To take a step back, he was able to deal with the evil veins of thousands of ghosts, and dozens of monks including Guo Xiao were eyeing the outside world.

All kinds of disadvantages, if ordinary people are afraid that they will be completely depressed at this time, and they will not even be able to raise the courage to resist.

Wu Luo's intention to fight became stronger and stronger, as if a raging fire was burning in his chest. He smiled at the sky: "Hahaha! If you want to kill me, let the horse fight!"

Wu Luo narrowed his eyes, a cold light flashed back and forth in his eyes, and the divine light was sharp.

If the Emperor is not dead, even if Lin Juefeng and Gui Liming join forces, the two righteous and demons work together, I will also survive. Just a clown wants to kill me?!

"howl!"

A shrill roar sounded in the lake water, and a black light soared into the sky, turning into a huge black python that was hundreds of feet long. The black lake water decreased a lot.

The huge black python was still flowing from the stream in the lake. As more and more evil veins of all ghosts entered the black python, it quickly began to evolve, with four sarcoma bulging under its body, and two cow horns were slowly ejaculated from its head.

"Puff" the sarcoma exploded, and a claw stretched out from each of them. The two cow horns on the head of the giant python also completely grew. He turned from a black python into a black dragon!

After the first black dragon, black pythons rose one after another in the lake, roaring wildly, and their huge bodies collided with each other, causing the surrounding huge rocks to shatter and the soil to fly into the sky.

Soon, nine black dragons were formed and the lake water was almost dried up.

Wu Luo watched coldly, and the nine "foul air Yinlongs" were not hot enough, so he only reached the realm of an evil dragon.

"howl!"

Nine evil dragons roared to the sky together, their originally closed eyes suddenly opened together, and the eighteen blood-red beast eyes stared at Wu Luo, and in just a moment, they rushed over fiercely.

Wu Luo's body had already begun to burn. At a critical moment, his potential was further developed. In the "Qilin Arm", the ancient divine fire contained in the "Qilin Arm", continued to gush, and the burning became stronger and stronger. Soon the rocks under Wu Luo's feet melted into a pool of magma. The strong fire phoenix blew, making a whirring sound, and with Wu Luo as the center, a flame tornado rose into the air.

Nine foul air Yin dragons roared and collided with the flame tornado without mercy.

"Bang!" The flames exploded in the sky, and the black water splashed down. The foul air and Yinlong roared violently, and the surrounding mountains were trembling with shock.

Wu Luo's flame tornado completely shattered, and the red flames flowed all over the sky, accompanied by endless black water, which was greater than the ordinary spill.

The first creation of the nine foul air Yin dragons is quite large, but spread to the nine heads, and the trauma on each end is not heavy.

Wu Luo could clearly feel that the "Qilin Arm" let out a whine, and was sluggish. Although its bloodline was noble, it was just an eighth-grade destiny talisman after all.

If the ancient divine beast Qilin is here, even if these nine foul-qi Yinlongs really reach the "true dragon" level, they can easily defeat them.

Unfortunately, only one divine beast Qilin's bloodline is preserved in the Qilin arm, and its power is too weak.

Wu Luo retreated hundreds of pictures, and his back hit the mountain hard, and a clear human-shaped mark appeared.

His throat sweetened and his blood surging. He forced himself to force the blood back, and he took his hand and the magic sword Tianxing appeared.

As the spirit Yuan continued to penetrate, the light on the Divine Sword Tianxing became stronger and stronger, and Wu Luo's palm was roaring with white smoke. Using the Divine Sword Tianxing was a huge burden on him. At this time, he was already at the end of his strength and could not hold on for long.

Before the Nine Heavens Filthy Qi Yinlong rushed forward, Wu Luo took a sharp mouthful of spiritual energy, pointed the sword into the air, and took a step across a hundred feet away, slashing the sword and slashing it down.

"Howl!" A foul air Yinlong could not dodge and cut it into two pieces in half with the ancient magic sword on his back. He was anxious but could not die. The two pieces of the body roared and rolled, swept across the ground, the huge rocks shattered, and the yellow sand filled, causing chaos.

Wu Luo's confidence increased greatly. Although his arm was as heavy as a pound at this moment and it was difficult to lift it up, he still tried his best to swing the second sword.

"Hiss!" Another foul air Yin dragon was cut off, but the remaining seven were already pounced on them.

Wu Luo shouted and plucked up his last strength, and forced the seven foul air Yinlongs to retreat with one sword, but sighed in his heart, and he still had to use this power.

He has reached the limit, and it is impossible to get seven more swords, not to mention that there are Guo Xiao and others outside who are taking advantage of the fisherman.

He sneered, no longer had any worries. He raised his hand and the accumulated white evil spirit talismans in the Kingdom of Heaven flew out.

At that time, he refined many evil spirit talismans in the Demon Lost Abyss, but he didn't have time to engrave spiritual texts.

At this time, Wu Luo's hand shook, and a phoenix eye text fell on the evil spirit talisman. The seven evil spirit talismans quickly took shape - he couldn't care about what disaster the phoenix eye text would cause, and he would talk about it after passing the level in front of him.

The seven-headed Yinlong roared again, and their huge bodies hooked up with each other, blocking the entire valley without giving Wu Luo any chance to escape. Then he lowered his head and bumped into him.

Wu Luo had long thought that using the Phoenix Eye Spirit Text alone has a clever effect on the Yuanhun. The evil veins of thousands of ghosts and the foul air Yinlong, to put it bluntly, the unjust soul is condensed, and the Phoenix Eye Spirit Text should have an effect.

Seven evil spirit talismans flashed and were printed on the foreheads of seven foul air Yinlongs.

The violent foul air Yinlong suddenly stopped as if he had been imposed on a fixed-body technique. In the blood-red beast's eyes, a light and sun rune flashed away. Then countless black filaments completely wrapped their blood eyes, like a silkworm cocoon.

Then the body of the foul air Yinlong was uncontrollably disintegrated into a ball, turned into black water again, and was absorbed by seven evil spirit talismans.

The Feng Eye Wenwen is extremely powerful, but Wu Luo is not happy at all. The stronger the Feng Eye Wenwen is, the more it proves what the Demon Ancestor said. This set of spiritual literature is afraid that it will bring great disaster to him in the future!

He took out a random volume, collected seven evil spirit texts, and controlled the flying sampan to escape quickly. As soon as he flew out for several miles, he heard a loud shout in the sky: "Wu Luo is here!"

Luan She shook her body and blocked him in front of him. Then, two more monks followed and stood behind Luan She. Luan She smiled coldly and Sensually: "Wuluo, this place is already a net of heaven and earth, how can you escape from heaven?"

Behind Wuluo, more monks heard the shouts and were coming quickly.

There was no time to delay, and Wu Luo Ting rushed towards Luan She. Luan She had already seen that Wu Luo was at the end of his strength, and laughed loudly, raised his hand and slapped a ten-foot white jade ruler on Wu Luo's back.

The two monks on the side also used their own tricks, a golden seal and a small tripod, each hit Wu Luo. Wu Luo vomited three mouthfuls of blood, rushed to the three of them in a crooked manner, grinned, and ruthlessly spit out three words: "Kill! Kill! Kill!"

The "Million-Man Slaughter" emerged from nowhere, condensing the last power of Wu Luo. Three blood-colored lights swept around the three of them, just a slap. No one can defeat the world's number one killing talisman. Before the three of them could even scream, they turned into a ball of blood mist. They exploded one-third of the level and were quickly swallowed by the "Million-Man Slaughter".

The monks chasing behind were shocked to see Wu Luo so cruel. No one dared to come up for a moment, giving Wu Luo plenty of time to escape.

Guo Xiao could have arrived a long time ago, but because he wanted to use Wu Luo's hand to get rid of Luan She, he deliberately delayed the slap, and the last one arrived. As a result, Wu Luo ran away. He was so angry that he paused and scolded: "Idiot, that was just a flash of hope. This kid could never make such an attack again, so why not chase him!"

The cultivators woke up like a dream, and secretly annoyed that they had missed the opportunity for nothing, so they quickly chased after him.

Wu Luo knew that he had not run far, and he didn't plan to run far. He identified the direction and ran to Zhou Qingbing's manor that the eunuch mentioned before.

It didn't take long for a long time, a royal farm appeared in front of him. Wu Luo didn't care about hiding anything at this time. After sweeping the powerful Yuan soul, he found a familiar breath.

He plucked up his last strength and rushed over with the flying sampan.

"boom!"

The flying sampan crashed into the roof of a hall, and the beams and broken tiles fell down. There were maids screaming around him. Wu Luo turned over and rolled down from the flying sampan, and happened to see Zhou Qingbing's surprised eyes. He grinned and said, "Sister-in-law..." He felt relieved and completely fainted.

What I want to wake up most is smell. There is a strong smell of medicine in my nostrils, but it does not make people feel annoyed. Instead, I feel that the more this smell is absorbed, the more comfortable it feels in my body.

Wu Luo felt his eyelids were heavy. After working hard several times, he still failed to open his eyes successfully. Instead, he wasted his physical strength, which made him fall asleep in a drowsy manner.

When I woke up the second time, my health was much better.

Smelling the familiar smell of medicine, he slowly opened his eyes.

This is a quaint room. There are eight huge iron pots placed around the bed where you sleep. The iron pot is burning under it, and the potion in the pot is boiling with bubbles.

The medicinal smell must have come from where.

Not far from his bed, Zhou Qingbing sat cross-legged on a cushion, and a strong white air burst out from each of his seven orifices, gathering on top of her head, turning into a three-clawed real dragon, wandering around her body.
Chapter completed!