Logically speaking, the current Dugu Mucheng is just a remnant soul, not even as good as Qin Cangyuan, who has a sound soul. Among them, the weakest ones have reached the early stage of transcending the tribulation. If you drag anyone out, you can torture him all over the ground and make him look like teeth - if he still has teeth.
Not to mention that they also have a celebrity who is at the peak of Mahayana. Compared with his strength, I am afraid that a spittle of his saliva could drive him to pieces.
But don’t forget, Dugu Mucheng can tear apart space. Is this really something that a normal remnant soul can do?
From what Gu Qingxi knew about him, although this man was arrogant and arrogant, he was by no means arrogant. Otherwise, he would have fallen to the thunder and power of the Immortal Tribulation long before she was promoted to the Mahayana, and there would be no chance of him being a part of the Tianyuan Taoist Association.
She believed that he would never say such big words without being completely sure.
Therefore, she did not dare to have the slightest contempt for Dugu Mucheng.
"It's true that I don't have that kind of strength myself, but you probably don't know that I also have a spiritual pet." Dugu Mucheng waved his sleeves lightly.
Strange light filled the sky, and a huge beast shadow emerged in the mid-air, gradually condensing into reality.
Camel head, deer antlers, rabbit eyes and cow ears, snake neck and mirage belly, carp scales and eagle claws. What appeared in front of him was an ancient divine dragon that was more than fifty feet long.
"Dragon, his spiritual pet is actually a dragon!" There was a burst of exclamation from the crowd.
In order to control the Tianyuan Continent, the Shrine has long erased the traces of Gu Qingxi, Ye Wuchen, and the Ten Heavenly Lords and other powerful people left on the Tianyuan Continent, and replaced their former existence with priests. The battle between humans and demons like Dugu Mucheng The strong man who had disappeared before the outbreak was of course no exception.
Therefore, among everyone, no one except Gu Qingxi had heard of the name Dugu Mucheng.
But just looking at him, the dragon's spiritual pet, it was not difficult for them to imagine how powerful he was.
Gu Qingxi also suddenly realized. She was still wondering how Dugu Mucheng found this dragon tomb, and how could he withstand the pressure of the dragon clan and survive here for thousands of years with his remnant soul?
As far as she knew, even for the Dragon Clan, the Dragon Tomb was a forbidden area, and it was also the biggest secret. Generally speaking, only direct descendants of the dragon clan who are about to expire can go to the Dragon Tomb.
Even if outsiders discover the Dragon Tomb by chance, they will basically be unable to practice due to the pressure of the dragon clan. If the strength is too weak, it is very likely that the soul will be crushed directly and become a walking zombie from then on.
Therefore, since ancient times, no one has ever looked for the Dragon Tomb, and no one knows where the Dragon Tomb is.
Only then did she finally understand: It turned out that Dugu Mucheng had tamed a dragon as a spiritual pet, and not only relied on it to find the Dragon Tomb, but also relied on it to withstand the pressure of the dragon.
By the way, Dugu Mucheng's tearing of space was obviously also the result of this dragon's spiritual pet.
Soon, the dragon shadow completely solidified.
Slightly different from the legendary dragons, this giant dragon's body is covered in dark green, but its body is filled with black energy, and its eyes are as red as lava, giving people a strange, deep, and depressing feeling.
The Nine Netherworld Dragon turned out to be the Nine Netherworld Dragon! Gu Qingxi's face suddenly darkened, and she could no longer see any smile.
Although Nine Netherworld Dragon has pure dragon blood, like Blood Crow, it likes to feed on humans.
It's just that the blood crow mainly sucks human blood essence, while the Nine Netherworld Dragon swallows human souls.
Since ancient times, people have regarded the Nine Netherworld Dragon as a monster and evil creature, and have hated it deeply. Even other dragon clans regard him as a heretic and are unwilling to associate with him. He even refuses to admit that he is of the same clan as the Nine Nether Dragons.
"Dugu Mucheng, you actually tamed the Nine Nether Dragon as a spiritual pet!" Gu Qingxi called him by his name and said angrily.
If Dugu Mucheng was just colluding with the Divine Palace, she would still understand.
After all, she had already witnessed the methods of the Divine Palace from the two ancient powerful men Yu Jianbo and Wan Zhongen. Even she had to admit that Dugu Mucheng wanted to avoid the thunder of heaven and keep his soul immortal, at least At present, only the Divine Palace can help him.
But he actually tamed the Nine Netherworld Dragon, which she absolutely couldn't accept.
Gu Qingxi couldn't even imagine how many innocent monks Dugu Mucheng had killed in order to raise this spiritual pet. The last bit of respect and respect for him was completely gone.
"The journey of cultivation will end up going against nature. How can there be so much compassion for others? What's more, they are just ants. Why not if I send them to reincarnation and escape from the sea of suffering?" Dugu Mucheng could tell at a glance that Gu Qingxi was there. Thinking of something, he snorted and said.
Not in the mood to argue with her, he paused and then continued: "Well, I have already said that the way of cultivation is more mysterious and infinite than you think, and there are some things you will never understand.
Tianyuan, go! "
The last few words were spoken to the Nine Netherworld Dragon.
The dragon roared, and the Nine Netherworld Dragon rose into the sky. The huge dragon-shaped shadow appeared again, casting thousands of strange green glows.
"Ding!" A clear sound came from Gu Qingxi's mind, like a thin needle piercing his soul.
Pain that she had never experienced before surged into her heart, and Gu Qingxi's face turned pale.
You don't need to guess to know that this is the innate magical power of Jiuyou Nether Dragon that was once famous all over the world: soul-eating!
It is precisely because of this innate magical power that this despised branch of the dragon clan can survive until the last moment of the war between humans and demons, even though other dragon clans also regard it as a heretic and are afraid to avoid it.
If they hadn't been unlucky and their habitat was right in the middle of the battlefield of the final decisive battle, they might still be able to reproduce to this day.
Even Gu Qingxi can't bear the innate magical power of Jiuyou Nether Dragon, let alone others.
Xiao Fangqing, Lu Anjun and others were clenching their teeth and trembling all over. Shi Hongfei and others had blood-red eyes, ferocious faces, and let out deep roars like wounded beasts. A few of the weakest ones even fell to the ground in pain. Curled up into a ball like shrimps.
Even Wenren Lanxing had a layer of cold sweat on his forehead, and blue veins popped out.
Although his cultivation level is one level higher than Gu Qingxi's, when it comes to soul, he is not any better than her.
Because he only has one soul, his ability to resist this kind of soul attack is even far inferior to that of Gu Qingxi.
"Kill it!" He shouted, drew his sword and rushed towards the Nine Netherworld Dragon.
The other party had just used his innate magical power, but his mind was already like a knife, and his soul was trembling. If he delayed it, he was worried that he would not even have a chance to take action.
Wenren Lanxing played the spell with his left hand, and his right hand poured spiritual power into the long sword without any reservation.
The sword flashed with divine light and let out a cheerful and high-pitched cry.
