Chapter 929 Evil "Dragon"


    "Evil Dragon?" Mo Hua was stunned and looked at Elder Xun Zixian.


    Xun Zixian pondered: "The dragon is an ancient divine beast, and it is also the totem of the Emperor of the Dao Court. It calls the wind and rain, controls thunder, and has supreme power."


    "Everything of a dragon, including dragon soul, dragon bone, dragon flesh, dragon blood, and dragon scales, is all treasures of divine objects."


    "Countless monks in the world want to draw powerful power from the ''dragon'', and thus they have derived various methods of practicing Taoism."


    "This kind of method of practicing Taoism has both good and evil."


    "The right way is such as some Canglong exercises, Xuanhuang Dragon Art, Dragon Blood Body Refining Art, or dragon martial arts, dragon power and magic techniques, dragon bone spirit weapons, dragon spirit elixirs... and so on."


    "There are also many dragon-like methods of evil paths. But these are all magical forbidden techniques, and ordinary monks cannot access them..."


    Xun Zixian looked into the distance with a serious expression:


    "The roar is mixed with human resentment and boundless murderous evil. The evil spirit is extremely strong. I don''t know what evil method to use to raise the evil dragon..."


    But Mo Hua probably understood in his heart that this was a formation.


    Four Elephant Blue Dragon Formation…


    Mr. Tu must have transformed the Four Symbols Qinglong Formation into the Four Symbols Qinglong Evil Formation, borrowing people''s flesh and blood to nourish them, so that he can possess the power of the evil dragon.


    but…


    Mo Hua frowned slightly.


    If the four-similar blue dragon formation really becomes an "evil formation" and the green dragon also becomes an evil dragon, can you still use it?


    If you tattoo it as a natal magic weapon on your body, wouldn’t you become a demon cultivator with an evil dragon?


    The ink painting looked into the distance, with blood all over the sky, the evil dragon roaring, deafening, and its powerful power made people panic.


    "Dragon...is it really that strong?"


    Mo Hua murmured.


    Xun Zixian nodded and said, "Nothing is weak in anything related to the word ''dragon'', and the evil dragon is naturally no exception."


    dragon…


    Mo Hua was slightly stunned and couldn''t help but think of his younger senior brother Bai Zisheng.


    He still vaguely remembered that on the corpse mountain in Nanyue City, the shadow of the Canglong was condensed in the body of the younger brother. Later, the man and the gun were combined, and with a powerful gun technique, he pierced the chest of Lu Chengyun, the head of the Lu family, a traitor to the Little Ling Yin Sect, and the owner of the "Corpse King".


    This spear technique seems to be called the "Guilong Spear".


    The younger brother is the direct descendant of the Bai family. So, so, is the inheritance of the Bai family also related to the "dragon"?


    The origin of the Bai family is probably really amazing.


    "No one who has anything to do with the dragon is weak..."


    Mo Hua muttered it softly again and said in his heart:


    "It''s hard to say about other people with the word "dragon", but at least the trick "Flying Dragon in the Sky" taught me by my senior brother must be a parallel product. He deliberately gave such a cool name for the sake of good sound. In fact, it''s fancy and useless. When used in actual combat, he has been beaten to the ground for teeth..."


    Mo Hua thought about it, and as he thought about it, the little bits and pieces of the four masters and apprentices were ubiquitous in his heart again, and he couldn''t help feeling a little sad.


    "I don''t know where the idiot brother is now..."


    But he didn''t feel it for long, and a terrifying dragon roar brought his thoughts back to reality. At the same time, there was a stronger shock of spiritual power, which came from a distance, the mountains and rivers were shattered, and the **** mud splashed into the air, and a fishy storm mixed with evil spirits swept over.


    This is a violent explosion caused by a late-stage Jindan monk when he fought with all his strength.


    Just the aftermath, it is daunting to destroy mountains and crack rocks.


    Xun Zixian stood in front of Mo Hua, flicked his sleeves, and the two instruments turned, forming a layer of crystallized spiritual light shield, blocking the aftermath of the explosion and protecting Mo Hua.


    Ink painting felt much more at ease.


    At the same time, he was also in awe.


    The Golden Dan Realm fights with all its strength, and the power of spiritual power is so terrible. It seems that I was right to be cautious before.


    Hidden behind the scenes, planning, letting the golden elixir kill the golden elixir is okay.


    If you have to do it yourself and come to the danger, once you hit these golden elixir moves, your body will be broken and die immediately.


    I still underestimated the Golden Pill...


    Mo Hua was a little worried, "Elder Zixian, can the elders of the sect deal with the power of the evil dragon? Will there be danger?"


    Xun Zixian''s thoughts moved slightly, and he felt it for a moment, shook his head and said:


    "The power of this evil dragon has a violent aura, but lacks confidence. It should be that the martial arts are still incomplete, or the method is not complete and has not been fully cultivated."


    "The people who came out of Taixu Sect during this trip are all masters. Ziyou''s sword intent is outstanding. In addition, the late-stage Jindan elders of Tai''a and Chongxu meridians, the three meridians sword techniques complement each other, so there should not be too much danger..."


    Mo Hua felt a little relieved and asked again: "Can you kill this demon with the power of the evil dragon?"


    "It''s very difficult." Xun Zixian said, "It depends on luck."


    Ink painting sighed slightly.


    If you can''t kill it, it''s even more impossible to capture it alive.


    In this way, it is unknown whether I can get this "Four Symbols Qinglong Array Map".


    The ferocious dragon roar was still echoing in the mountains of geese.


    But after a moment, another clear sound of the piano sounded, like the flowing water of the mountains, soothing people''s hearts and suppressing the tyrannical evil dragon roar.


    It seems that the Jindan Elder took action, using the sound of the piano to fight against the dragon roar.


    The dragon''s roar was indeed a little weaker, and the hostility in it also decreased a lot. At this time, the dragon''s roar was not as frightening as it was just now.


    "This is the Qingxin zither of the Wenren family, and it is a relatively rare inheritance of piano-like magic weapons." Xun Zixian said.


    Mo Hua nodded.


    He remembered that there seemed to be a Jindan monk from Wen''s family who was dispatched this time.


    The sound of the piano suppressed the dragon''s roar, and after a moment, the vibration of spiritual power began to stir up again.


    This encirclement seems to have entered a white-hot heat.


    With Elder Xun Zixian’s protection, the ink painting is very safe, but looking at the scene of Yan Luoshan’s blood and spiritual power raging, I couldn’t help but feel a little worried.


    The spiritual power and blood energy continued to fluctuate for another half a day before gradually fading.


    The blood in the air has condensed into blood mist.


    This encirclement and suppression finally came to an end. There are already monks from Daotingsi who are undergoing the aftermath.


    The Demon Sect was defeated, and the Golden Pill Demon could kill all the demons.


    But that''s not the end.


    There are still a large number of disciples of the Demon Sect, scattering birds and beasts.


    Daotingsi chased them one by one at the blocking intersection, trying to kill them all, so as not to let these remnants go out and harm innocent monks.


    The war is over, but small-scale battles are still coming one after another in every corner of the Yan Luoshan Mountain.


    I wanted to go out and take a look, but Elder Xun Zixian refused.


    The war is dangerous, but the remaining fights after the war also contain murderous intent and should not be taken lightly.


    Xun Zixian dared not let Mo Hua take this risk.


    Ink painting can only wait patiently. After a moment, the Golden Elder of Taixu Sect came back one after another. They all looked tired, injured, and had a little disordered breath. It was obvious that they had struggled to fight just now.


    Xun Ziyou was back, and there was a distinct blood mark on his Taoist robe, and half of his hair was scattered, his face turned pale, blood was covered in blood, and there was still a fierce murderous aura in his eyes.


    This is different from the elder Xunziyou who saw Mo Hua before, who secretly followed him, likes to be lazy and drinks tea leisurely.


    Xun Ziyou seemed to be immersed in the killing just now, and his murderous intent condensed on his face. It was not until he saw Mo Hua and touched Mo Hua''s clear gaze that he came back to his senses and breathed a sigh of relief.


    "Elder Xun, are you seriously injured?" Mo Hua asked.


    Xunziyou said in a gentle voice: "Fortunately, there is no big problem." After saying that, he took a few pills and sighed, "It''s a pity that the leader of the Demon Sect led the way."


    The eyes of the ink painting are slightly condensed.


    Xun Zixian frowned and said, "What''s going on?"


    Xunziyou said with a solemn expression:


    "We killed all the way forward, all the way to the blood pool, and met the leader of the Demon Sect."


    "The man looked half-human and half-ghost, and looked very evil. There was a dragon pattern engraved on his back. I don''t know where it came from. After being stimulated, his blood and energy surged. A blue-black evil dragon swam all over his body, invulnerable to swords and guns, and invasive magic, accompanied by the breathtaking dragon roar. The three or four elders in the late stage of the Golden Pill joined forces and couldn''t hold him."


    "The sword intent of Taixu Sect, the sword edge of Taiamen, and the sword energy of Chongxu Sect cannot break his defense."


    "After this stalemate for several hours, he sucked the blood from a pool of blood, and seemed to be unable to waste it anymore. He turned into a dragon shadow, and broke through the siege with the overwhelming evil power, and fled to the deeper part of Yan Luoshan."


    "The evil dragon escape technique is too fast, and we dare not pursue it too deeply. We can only let him go. We will find a way to wipe out the other evil animals of the Demon Sect before we talk about it."


    After all, the disaster of the Demon Sect is not only one leader, but also a group of cancers that spread magic skills.


    If you can eliminate most of the demon cultivators, it is already considered a victory.


    The ink painting was also relieved. It would be great if he could succeed in encircling the Demon Sect this time, but he still felt regretful.


    The Four Symbols Qinglong Formation is indeed powerful.


    The leader of the Demon Sect was carrying the power of the evil dragon, and even three or four elders of the late Golden Pill stage could not hold on to him.


    But in this way, what should I do if the Four Symbols Qinglong Formation Diagram?


    With so many Golden Elders, even if they can''t defeat the leader of the Demon Sect, they will have no chance.


    Mo Hua frowned and thought.


    After Xun Ziyou sat down there, he drank a cup of tea that Elder Xun Zixian had just brewed. Suddenly he remembered something and said:


    "I killed a Jindan demon."


    Xun Zixian said calmly: "If you kill, kill me, is this worth talking about?"


    In the late stage of a Jindan, killing one or two Jindan demons is nothing big.


    "No," Xun Ziyou frowned, "Do you still remember what I told you, the golden elixir demon cultivators in the Ten Thousand Demon Valley?"


    Xun Zixian''s eyes froze and he nodded.


    Mo Hua was stunned and raised his ears.


    Xunziyou said: "In the Demon Refining Mountain, there were three demon cultivators in the Golden Dan Realm in the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons."


    "One of them, when we searched the mountain later, we found his body. He had thick and long claw marks on his chest, as if he had been killed by someone''s chest. The storage bag on his body was gone, and the skin with demon patterns was also cut off. It was impossible to tell what kind of demon cultivator he was."


    "The other two, one is the snake demon and the other is the bear demon. It is also the two demon cultivators who surrounded and killed the elder Xuan of Chongxu Sect in the Demon Hunting Mountain before."


    "I fought with these two demon cultivators and asked them to escape. Later, when I searched the mountains, I couldn''t find the whereabouts of these two demon cultivators."


    "But just now, in the Demon Sect, I actually met them."


    As soon as these words came out, Xun Zixian and Mo Hua were both a little surprised.


    "The affairs of Wan Yao Valley are also related to this Demon Sect?" Xun Zixian frowned.


    "It should be..." Xunzi said.


    Mo Hua frowned.


    He had previously speculated that the demon cultivators in the Ten Thousand Demons Valley were qualified to leave the valley after they formed pills. After they left the valley, this Demon Sect might be one of the points of end.


    But before, I just guessed that the words of Elder Xunziyou just verified his inference.


    The Wan Yao Valley is indeed related to this Demon Sect.


    "Where are these two golden elixir demon cultivators?" Xun Zixian said, "Did you kill?"


    "Kill one," Xunziyou said, "The snake demon killed, the bear demon ran away. I don''t know where to escape, and I don''t know if it died at the hands of other elders."


    Xun Zixian pondered for a moment, "There is something strange here..."


    Xun Ziyou nodded, "Yes."


    Mo Hua was also thoughtful. After a moment, he wanted to say something, but suddenly he realized that the atmosphere was not right and quickly looked up at the sky.


    I saw the blood in the sky was hazy, and there was evil spirit flowing in the dark, following the established trajectory.


    Mo Hua was shocked and hurriedly looked at Xun Zixian, "Elder!"


    Xun Zixian also noticed something abnormal and his face darkened, "It''s a formation!"


    He suddenly stood up, let go of his spiritual consciousness, and didn''t know what he was calculating in his heart. After a moment, he looked shaking and said to Xunzi:


    "It is a formation that turns evil spirits, **** the blood and resentment of dead people, and is offering something. If you pass the order, don''t kill the remaining demon cultivators, otherwise this formation will be full."


    Xun Ziyou didn''t know much about formation, but knew Xun Zixian''s formation attainments, so he immediately called a few inner disciples and asked them to pass orders down.


    Several inner disciples were ordered to go down and pass on the order.


    Xun Zixian was still frowning.


    "Not killing is not a solution. In the previous battle, many people have died. Now if you don''t kill, the evil formation will continue to operate and absorb the blood evil energy."


    This ink painting is also very clear. He said, "Elder Zixian, if you want to find a way to break this formation, you cannot keep this evil formation."


    Xun Zixian nodded slightly, but looked at the ink painting with some concern.


    Mo Hua knew that he was worried about his safety and said:


    "I will go with you, never leave you, and never run around. Now the Jindan Demon is dead and the escape is not dangerous."


    Xun Zixian pondered for a moment and nodded, "Okay."


    Then he set off and walked into the poisonous swamp of Yanluoshan with a few elders who had enough energy.


    It used to be a poisonous swamp, but now it has become a "blood swamp".


    The fog in the air has been penetrated by blood and turned bright red. With the power of the formation in the dark, it floats in the air and cannot dissipate.


    In the blood and energy, there is a faint flow of cause and effect of life and death.


    Xun Zixian took out a Sinan, scratched his finger a few times, and the golden needle rotated, pointing in the direction of the flow of evil power.


    Xun Zixian followed the instructions of the Jin Needle to look for him.


    Mo Hua followed him honestly, stepped through the dead grass, poisonous swamp, and the broken leg of the demon cultivator, and walked towards the depths of the swamp little by little.


    After a stick of incense, Xun Zixian stopped, his eyes set, and pointed at a point, a sword light broke out into the air, flattening the **** of soil covered with weeds in front of him.


    Under the earth slope, there is a large white bone monument, with hideous patterns engraved on the surface.


    The blood evil that permeated the air gathered towards the white bone monument from all directions.


    Under the nourishment of the blood evil, the patterns on these monuments sucked blood and revealed an evil red color, as if they were living, wriggling little by little.


    (This chapter ends)