The leader yelled and directed the others to move Yimeng to an open space.

In order to impress Ling Xi, the leader on the road told me how powerful the breath dragon is and how good it is to wait for it to come out. Of course, Ling Xi was just going into the left ear and out of the right ear, and was just listening to jokes.

Along the way, Ling Xi also understood the details of the Dragon Belief Sect. They were just a small branch of the Dragon Belief Sect. The real headquarters of the Dragon Belief Sect is in the heaven world, and there are countless masters. The Lord Commander is a senior leader of the Dragon Belief Sect. This time they were sent to untie this part of the Dragon Belief Sect.

It is very simple to untie the seal of the breath dragon. Just drill through the heart of the mountain range, put it in animal sacrifices like Yimeng, use them to trick the formation and exchange the body of the breath dragon.

Xilong, who was injured by Yimeng, lay listlessly on the cliff and looked down at everyone, with many scars on his body not having time to heal.

Originally, this group of people planned to worship the Qinglong King because it actually had a small part of the bloodline of the dragon. No wonder it could live for thousands of years, or even turn into a dragon.

After the Lord tamed it, the people from Longwu Pavilion attacked it seriously and finally escaped into the Beiping Mountains to recuperate. Unexpectedly, they encountered Yimeng again. How could these two species with divine blood look down on each other? They started fighting together. The Qinglong King's injury had not healed yet, so they were naturally beaten up by Yimeng. Fortunately, the people of the Dragon Sect heard the sound of fighting and saved it with a token, otherwise it might have become Yimeng's food.

The leader shouted at Xilong, and Xilong spitted flames and burst out a hole on the cliff.

The cave was hollow, and the entire mountain was hollowed out by the Dragon Bible Sect, only a sacrifice was left.

Seeing this, Ling Xi asked the leader: "How long have you been digging here? Logically speaking, you guys should not be able to dig out this mountain."

"Our methods are not something that ordinary people can imagine. The Lord can use it to directly move the earth and stones in the mountains." The leader pointed to the Qinglong King with admiration and said, "The Lord defeated this dragon in just three moves."

"The Realm of All Things." Ling Xi thought to himself: "It seems that what he said is true."

"The Lord moved the mountain and handed the dragon over to us, saying that something happened to other seals, and I will be responsible for the sacrifice."

Ling Xi looked at the entrance of the cave and always felt that breaking the seal was not as simple as he said. If the mountain was really a formation to suppress the Xilong, how could such a mysterious thing be unlocked? Wouldn't the Dragon Worship Sect have already resurrected the Xilong in the past few thousand years?

Of course, he would not say such words. The leader probably felt that Ling Xi would not resist and ordered people to untie his chains.

"Sir, what we have to do now is to throw Yimeng into the hole?" Ling Xi moved his wrists a few times and said to the leader.

Ling Xi's words made the leader very useful, and he nodded and said, "Yes, just throw the Yi Meng in. It is a descendant of the Xuanniao, and its bloodline is purer than that of the Qinglong King, so there is absolutely no problem."

Ling Xi glanced at Yi Meng. It was tied up by several chains as thick as arms, and was about to be hung into the air by a sling. Its eyes also looked at Ling Xi, waiting for him to respond.

Ling Xi blinked a few times and looked at the sign on the leader's waist.

That brand is the key. As long as you get the brand, no one can subdue Yimeng. But the key is that the leader still did not let go of his guard and always kept a certain distance from Ling Xi, and followed the other two spiritual cultivation realms around him.

Taking Ling Xi’s current Mazhi Eighth Section, he is confident of fighting an enemy within the second stage of spiritual cultivation, but if there were several masters in the spiritual cultivation realm, he would still not resist.

At this time, Xiaoling shook her eyes in the corner, Ling Xi's heart moved, opened her mouth at her, and pointed to the sign.

The people of the Dragon Sect don’t know the existence of Xiaoling and are not wary of her. Xiaoling is a soul and can approach them quietly.

Ling Xi took the first two steps to attract the leader's attention: "Sir, do I need nothing if I join the Dragon Bible Sect?"

"Now we have a shortage of people to worship the Dragon Sect. As long as we are willing to join devoutly, the Lord said that it is OK. When we return to heaven and let the Lord bless you, the Lord of God will bless you."

I don’t know what happened to the Dragon Worship Sect, but it is so short of people.

Xiaoling took advantage of the leader's words and urged his soul to untie his waist card and sneaked it over.

Ling Xi took all this in his eyes. At this time, Yi Meng was also hung in the air. It began to restlessly and wanted to resist.

The iron chains rustled, and the group of people in Mozhijing who were pulling the sling below couldn't hold on.

Seeing this, the two spiritual cultivation realms around the leader also stepped forward to help. Ling Xi took the initiative to say to the leader: "Sir, I want to do my best."

The leader nodded slightly and smiled and said, "Go."

Ling Xi then pulled the chain and while everyone was exerting force, he summoned a dirt gun and threw it into the air. The tip of the gun was nailed to the edge of the sling and cut it off halfway.

Suddenly, the chains could not support the power of both sides and broke in the center. Both Yimeng and the people of the Dragon Berlin Sect fell to the ground unexpectedly.

"Yi Meng, fly quickly!" Ling Xi roared, stepped forward and rode on its back with two steps.

The leader was stunned. Unexpectedly, Ling Xi, a young man in the state of mobilizing his mind, had the courage to steal Yi Meng from his nose and touch the waist card.

The waist card was empty, which made him feel cold. That sign was a treasure given to him by the Lord. If he lost the waist card, how could the Lord give him lightly?

Yi Meng shook her head, flapped her wings that were burnt behind her, and barely flew up.

The Qinglong King roared among the cliffs, deafeningly, and swooped towards Yimeng.

A burst of gravel explosions sounded one after another, and Ling Xi lay on Yimeng's back, and several bloody wounds were also worn behind him. He sucked the air conditioner and threw a dirt spear and threw it towards the Qinglong King.

Ding! After the crisp sound, the earth spear did not even pierce the scales of the Azure Dragon King and was bounced elsewhere.

Yimeng and the Qinglong King fought each other, splashing out a few pieces of blood that were heavier than Ling Xi. Yimeng's blood was different from the Qinglong King. It was blue-purple, translucent and shiny, which looked very beautiful.

Yi Meng was a little exhausted, and the force of swinging his claws was much weaker than that of the Qinglong King. The two terrifying black lightning bolts had seriously injured it.

Ling Xi grabbed Yimeng's feather, lifted the spear in his hand, jumped up from Yimeng's head, landed on the head of the Qinglong King, and stabbed it into its eyes with a shot.

"Hiss!" The Qinglong King was in great pain and twisted his head desperately, threw Ling Xi out, and smashed it hard on the mountain wall. There was still a mullet inserted into one eye, and gurgling blood flowed out.

Ling Xi groaned, smashed the empty mountain wall with a punch and grabbed the edge, and did not fall down from a high place.

The other Yi Meng took the opportunity to hit the body of the Azure Dragon King, and knocked it into the cliff and fell into the hole.

The Qinglong King was about to get up, and his eyes flashed with fear and suddenly a white light that was dazzling than the sun exploded from the cave.

Before Ling Xi could react, he was stabbed in his eyes by a white light, and everything in front of him turned black. Screams around him came one after another, and those who worshipped the Dragon Sect must have been hit.

Xiao Ling's voice sounded in Ling Xi's ears: "Let's go!"

Ling Xi reached out and caught a cold thing, guessing that it should be a waist card. He squeezed it tightly, and the expected thunder did not sound.

"How do you use this thing?" Ling Xi asked loudly.

"I don't know either!"

Ling Xi put away the waist card, and the edge of the cliff she grabbed in her hand made a crisp sound. It should be that it could not support Ling Xi's weight and was about to collapse.

He let go of his hand, rolled down and removed his strength and stood up, still unable to see anything in his eyes, tripped a stone under his feet and fell to the ground.

A loud explosion passed over Ling Xi's head, and all the falling rocks fell down. Ling Xi quickly built a shield on his head with a dirt wall to block the falling rocks, and the sound in his ears gradually disappeared.

I don't know how long it took, the sound of his paws slitting the stones sounded. Ling Xi could only see a huge black shadow in his eyes. One claw touched Ling Xi, trying to pull him out. The fluff on his paws made Ling Xi confirm that this was Yi Meng.

He also pulled Yimeng's claws and pulled them out. For some reason, Yimeng seemed very panicked and eagerly hung Ling Xi in his mouth.

Ling Xi could not hear anything except the whimpering sound of the wind. He looked at the cliff that was gradually getting smaller. It seemed that something black appeared on the other end.

Black thunder fell from the air and struck the black object one after another. The black object was unscathed and just shrank into the mountain.

"What is that?" Xiaoling's voice was next to Ling Xi. She must have taken it into the air with Yi Meng.

Ling Xi blinked, everything in front of him was clearer than before, and he could see the outline of the black object.

It looks like a sharp claw, and is the size of a mountain.

"That should be part of the seal of Xilong."

"The Xilong has seven claws, but they are divided into eight sections. It is impossible for the only one claw here in the body."

The wings flapped their wings and stopped at the top of a mountain covered with ice and snow.

Ling Xi glanced at the lush basin in the distance and asked Xiao Ling: "You have been here for hundreds of years, don't you know what they are doing?"

"Please, I've been sealed, okay? Now my soul is at most one mile away. This is a mountain range that is hundreds of miles long. How can I know there is a seal next door?" Xiao Ling said this, and his soul suddenly flashed.

She quickly got back to Ling Xi's sea of ​​consciousness before she felt relieved. After leaving the formation in the basin, once her soul stayed outside for a long time, she would be dragged away by a mysterious force. Only a very powerful soul cultivator could resist this force.

This mysterious power is called the summoning of the Dead Realm in the upper heaven. Xiao Ling himself doesn’t know what it is.

Yi Meng suddenly tilted her head and fell down, slamming heavily on the ground. Ling Xi then realized that a huge wound appeared beside it at some point. The wound was blocked by blood and turned black.

Ling Xi went up to check Yi Meng, and the sound of vast sutras sounded in his mind again. "The mixed blood of Xuanbi is mostly found in the descendants of Xuanbi, and it is used to heal injuries and refine the body with miraculous effects."

Ling Xi pulled up the corner of his mouth. When was it that Haohan Jing popped up again and said, "Can you cure animals?" Ling Xi suddenly had this strange idea inexplicably. Unexpectedly, Haohan Jing took the initiative to answer: "Everything can be done if you are dead."

"You still want to tell me about the dead thing." Ling Xi silently collected the blood of Yimeng, intending to heal its wounds.
Chapter completed!