Jiang Qinfeng and Xie Lingtan stood in the fog, looking around cautiously.

"Are we... trapped in the Dragon Prison? It's so dark that I can't even sense anything with my spiritual power. Alas, I wonder what happened between Kou Yuanhua and Short Life to make them turn against each other?"

The black mist was so weird and dense that even if we stood side by side, we couldn't see the faces of our companions clearly, let alone looking far away. It was pitch black and nothing could be seen. Only a blood moon above our heads in the distance shed a lonely light.

Come.

Jiang Qinfeng looked through the system and found the SSR chance card [Trapped Dragon Prisoner Mirage] that had been in his hand for the longest time.

In fact, now that I think about it, the timing of extracting this trapped dragon prison also overlapped with Kou Yuanhua's transformation into a beggar, but he didn't know at the time that the big beggar was Immortal Langyu.

The love cards and chance cards provided by the system always change according to the situation around the player, which is understandable. After all, it is almost meaningless if the target person is too far away from the player or has nothing to do with it.

Back in Linjiang City, ever since he traveled to Kou Yuanhua, this card was destined to appear in the card pool.

And will this card guide them to discover the truth hidden behind the fairy history?

The tasks of trapped dragon prisoner are divided into four. Jiang Qinfeng gave Kou Yuanhua's sword spike to Xie Lingtan before. The first task is counted as completed by Xie Lingtan.

Xie Lingtan: "Let's take a look first and then hold my hand so we don't get separated."

Although he asked, he couldn't help but take Jiang Qinfeng's hand.

The two people moved forward and discovered that there was soft yellow sand under their feet. It was like walking in a desert of eternal night. It was a long journey, vast and endless, with constant strong winds and no end.

"brush--"

Jiang Qinfeng moved his feet, and the snakes hiding under the yellow sand stood up one after another, and their hissing sounds continued to gather. It was scary to know how many snakes were hidden in the black mist and yellow sand.

Xie Lingtan frowned, showing a cold look where Jiang Qinfeng couldn't see.

Just to test the sharpness of the Broken Golden Sword.

With a clang, the long sword roared, swift as thunder and lightning, sweeping across the desert, stirring up waves of the sea of ​​sand. In just a moment, the sharp sword edge passed through the snake's head, like a sickle harvesting ripe wheat in autumn.

Falling off one after another.

Jiang Qinfeng was pulled to his side by Xie Lingtan. He heard the constant slapping sounds in the darkness, and could almost imagine the blood splattering everywhere. The tip of his nose was immediately filled with the smell of blood like rust. Because his vision was dim, it looked even more terrifying.

"Don't be afraid." Xie Lingtan quietly held him in her arms.

"breeze?"

It was Jiang Youlin's voice.

Jiang Youlin hugged Jiang Qinfeng fiercely, as if he was a fleeting treasure.

"Brother? How did you get in?"

Jiang Qinfeng thought that only those who got the card could enter the dungeon. He could almost conclude that the only SSR card Xie Lingtan drew ten years ago was the Dragon Prisoner in the activity pool. Maybe the swordsmanship card was SR-level.

Prop card.

Jiang Youlin buried his head in his shoulder and neck, breathing in his brother's breath greedily, like a dying fish.

"I followed you in. It's very dangerous here, Xiaofeng. We must get out immediately."

Jiang Qinfeng let go of Xie Lingtan's hand, patted Jiang Youlin's back, and comforted softly:

"Well, we are looking for an exit."

He still retains the weak impression of this extremely beautiful brother. Perhaps the memory of the old Linjiang City is too deep, or perhaps Jiang Youlin has always been gentle and weak in front of Jiang Qinfeng, so that Jiang Qinfeng temporarily forgot, in the terrible

In the trapped dragon prison, it was very scary for Jiang Youlin to find him alone.

Xie Lingtan: "Found it."

"found it?"

Jiang Qinfeng was overjoyed and immediately let go of Jiang Youlin and walked to Xie Lingtan's side.

Jiang Youlin smiled: "Thank you, monk, you found me very quickly."

Xie Lingtan ignored his weird tone and threw the Broken Gold Sword at the blood moon above his head. He heard a deafening dragon roar and the blood-red moon actually kept blinking, as if a dirty eye had entered it.

Hitomi.

That's right, the bloody moon above your head is the black dragon's eyes.

Lonely, deserted, and glowing.

Jiang Youlin: "Look, he doesn't cherish the sword you gave him at all."

At such a critical moment, Jiang Qinfeng couldn't help but chuckle when he heard such jealous words.

"Brother, you are so naive. Brother Xie is my best friend. What are you thinking about? He will not affect our relationship. Don't worry, okay?"

Jiang Qinfeng's voice was as sunny and warm as ever, like beautiful fireworks that suddenly bloomed on the sky, instantly illuminating the narrow and lonely darkness, making the shameful thoughts in Jiang Youlin's heart invisible.

Is he really as simple to him as an elder brother is to a younger brother?

At this time and place, there was no extra time for Jiang Youlin to think about the small issue of the love between his children. With the painful low cry of the short life, the fog in the trapped dragon prison cleared away, revealing his true appearance.

In the yellow sand of the desert, strong winds blew, and the bones and cages stood intertwined and erected, blocking out the sky and the sun, which was frightening. There was a bloody, dark dragon hovering above it, with five claws stretched out, and the cold light was like a knife, hanging above their heads.

Don't know when it will fall.

Jiang Qinfeng pulled Jiang Youlin up and shouted to Xie Lingtan:

"Run!"

With a short roar, the fierce dragon's breath swept in, almost blowing them away. This desert was as far as the eye could see, and there was nothing to rely on.

Jiang Qinfeng suddenly came to his senses and simply put his hands on the sand. The ice cones went down layer by layer, almost touching the water at the bottom. The light belonging to the ice spiritual power spread to the extreme, and finally formed a giant icicle on the sand, which was enough for the three of them to avoid the dragon's breath.

.

When the burst of dragon's breath stopped, Xie Lingtan and Jiang Youlin flew up almost at the same time, one holding a long sword and the other holding a pair of swords, like two meteors, wrapped around the short life's right claw, and the sharp swords scratched all the way on the hard dragon scales.

traces of sparks flying,

"Ouch——"

The pain of a short life removes the dragon's claws.

Under the dragon's claws, there is a black stone door hidden.

Jiang Qinfeng understood their intention and immediately flew to the stone door. Unexpectedly, the door opened with just a slight push. For a moment, countless dust rose up. He realized later that he seemed to have opened a door that no one cared about.

The door of the heart opened the dusty history.

Jiang Youlin and Xie Lingtan quickly came to his side. In order to avoid accidents, they grabbed Jiang Qinfeng's hand at the same time. Suddenly, their eyes lit up. The three of them could not help but squint their eyes to avoid the dazzling golden light.

"In order to annihilate the evil demon cultivators in the Yan Kingdom, Kaihuang may not be able to defeat us. Our Shangqing Tianwu Sect should lend a helping hand. Immortal Lord Langyu, I will leave this matter to you to resolve."

The speaker was Shi Dehui, the leader of the Tianwu Sect. His figure still looked particularly strong and strong among the swordsmen. He was dressed in silver scale armor and had a solemn face.

Shangqingjing, Tianwumen, meeting hall.

Both Jiang and Xie are very familiar with this place.

"As commanded."

Kou Yuanhua took the order with his sword in hand, turned around and left the meeting hall with a long stride. He was tall, with extremely handsome eyebrows, a high ponytail, and a black jade hair crown. He was still the revered Sword God of the Shangqing Dynasty.

At this time, he had reached the middle stage of separation and union, and he led more than thirty Shangqing sword cultivators in the Nascent Soul stage to fly to Kaihuang to save mortals from water and fire.

The short life of the black dragon, which was born with shortcomings, became thicker and longer. This time it was not coiled on Kou Yuanhua's finger, but on Kou Yuanhua's wrist, like a black jade bracelet.

Jiang Qinfeng stretched out his hand and waved it in front of their eyes, but no one responded. It seemed like this was Kou Yuanhua's memory?

"Brother Xie, what on earth do you think is going on?"

Xie Lingtan: "Trapped Dragon Prisoner...is it not just dragons who are trapped?"

Countless scenes quickly passed before their eyes. The Yan Kingdom was in ruins, the demons were raging, the monks of the three realms fought hard, and even the human royal family dispatched troops to fight against the demonic cultivators.

The black dragon flew out from the white-clothed swordsman's wrist, and was able to soar into the clouds and mist, becoming as big as a trapped dragon in a prison, and spew out a continuous stream of flames, overwhelming the enemy.

It seems that Kou Yuanhua has been looking for a panacea to improve Short-lived's physical condition over the years.

After finally cleaning up the demon cultivators and demons in the capital of the Yan Kingdom, Kou Yuanhua sheathed the blood-stained Celestial Elephant Sword and led the monks to rush into the imperial palace of the Yan Kingdom that was occupied by the demon cultivators.

Jiang Qinfeng was secretly surprised when he saw the scene in the palace.

I can actually see a scene from a science fiction movie in the world of cultivating immortals!

Even Xie Lingtan frowned, but Jiang Youlin showed a curious and inquiring look.

In the Jinluan Hall, there are countless glass jars filled with green potion on the left and right sides. Each glass jar is soaked with naked human beings, eyes closed tightly, not knowing whether to live or die.

Isn't this a human experiment?

The immortal monks who rushed in were obviously shocked by this strange scene, and they didn't know what to do for a while.

They didn't know what human experimentation was, but the evil tools in front of them were enough to prove the heinous crimes of these demon cultivators.

But at the next moment, the situation suddenly changed. The demons opened their chaotic eyes and punched the glass jar in front of them. Dark green venom and poisonous gas continued to flow out. In an instant, several monks were attacked.

"Go! Go quickly!"

Kou Yuanhua realized something was wrong and immediately took out the teleportation talisman to teleport the other monks to the palace. He had the highest cultivation level and should stay at the end.

"The Immortal Lord Langyu is well-deserved."
To be continued...