It was as if he had felt this killing energy somewhere before, but he couldn't remember it after thinking about it carefully.
Feeling the power of thought that had been suppressed to the level of ten feet, he looked solemnly and looked deep into the mountains.
The sky there was faintly glowing with wisps of blood-red golden light, and thunder could be heard from time to time.
The ancient dragon soul glanced at him coldly, and instead of slapping the dragon's tail, it felt extremely cold and froze his palms on the dragon scales, as if it was afraid that he would fall.
As he traveled quickly, the surrounding mountains kept passing by their eyes.
Yanliang found that some mountains collapsed completely, as if they had been exploded by a punch.
You know, these mountains are extremely huge. The smallest ones are hundreds of feet high. If they could be picked up, they would crush hundreds of thousands of people to death.
In addition, there are many neat cliffs, as if they were split by sharp swords, and the cliff faces are extremely smooth.
Looking at the deep ravines and huge pits below, Yanliang secretly guessed, "There must have been a war here, but whoever can blow up such a big mountain with one punch must have a big fist. "
Thinking of this, the words appeared in his mind unconsciously, "If you can cultivate a golden body, come and find me again."
He smiled bitterly, shook his head, and said to himself: "I have just reached Thousand-Zhang. How difficult is it to have a golden body of ten-thousand feet?"
As soon as he finished smiling bitterly, he spat out a mouthful of blood, because the pressure here had already made it difficult for him to breathe, and strands of blood oozed from the pores all over his body.
After dozens of miles, the blood vessels in the physical body began to burst, the bones crackled, and even the soul became unbearable.
Under this kind of suppression, the cultivation and soul power that had been sealed began to slowly decline.
Xing Hongtian hurriedly reminded: "Master, the power of the dragon here has become stronger and stronger. There may be an ancient dark dragon deep in the mountains. It will be too dangerous to go deeper."
Yanliang shook his head and replied: "Mr. Xing, I know your good intentions, but this is a rare opportunity for me. I can still persist and will not give up."
One hundred kilometers later, his physical body began to collapse, and his powerful recovery power was too late to repair. He simply tried his best to restore a few of the most critical places.
The severe pain all over his body made him break into a cold sweat under such extreme cold, but even so, he still refused to let go.
Because the golden egg fetus has helped him survive dangerous situations time and time again. Although it is extremely dangerous now, as long as it helps the golden egg fetus, he will try his best to fight for it.
There was also the situation between Yue'er and his mother, which made him unable to rest at all. He had to seize any opportunity and become stronger as quickly as possible.
Xing Hongtian was a little anxious and persuaded him again: "Master, just stop here. If you go any further, your soul will collapse."
Yanliang endured the pain that was about to leave his soul, and relied on his strong will to try to maintain a trace of clarity. He said softly: "I can still persist!"
At this time, the ancient dragon soul withdrew the extremely cold air from the dragon's tail, opened his palms, twisted his body, and raised the dragon's tail.
"He has reached his limit here. If he goes deeper, he will really die. I have no fighting power. As long as I trap him, I will have a way to slowly control his soul."
Yan Liang was almost thrown away. He looked at the ancient dragon soul that had shrunk in size with some surprise, and said to himself: "After absorbing so much dragon soul power, it seems that he can't hold on any longer. I wonder if he has absorbed so many dragon souls." With the power, have there been any changes in the Soul Palace?"
Thinking of this, he moved his mind and looked inside the Soul Palace.
At this time, the Soul Palace did not change much, except for a faint aura.
Although this breath was weak, it had a hint of majesty, which reminded him of the king's thoughts that had been silent for a long time, and he secretly speculated that this might be related to it.
When my mind came to the golden egg fetus, I felt that it had grown a little bigger than before, and the growth trend had accelerated.
His eyes swept over the meridians on the egg, and suddenly he found that a small part of the meridians had undergone some changes. He was pleasantly surprised and said: "When I looked at these meridians before,
I have learned Shenhun Dang invisibly, will there be new Shenhun secret techniques? "
This surprise gave him another invisible power.
He wanted to stop here, but suddenly he gritted his teeth and used all the strength in his body to hug the dragon's tail tightly.
Seeing his posture, the ancient dragon soul hurriedly said: "Human boy, I think it is not easy for you to practice, so I intend to give you a way to survive. If you don't go down, your soul will be destroyed."
Before he finished speaking, Yanliang returned to his original body, threw a ball of water, and froze himself on the dragon scales.
Although he didn't say a word, everything he did showed his attitude - fight to the death.
"He's not letting go. Why is he not afraid of death at all? If this continues, I will be consumed by him."
The more the ancient dragon soul thought about it, the more frightened it became, and said, "Since you are seeking death, you can't blame me!"
After saying that, his whole body's soul power surged, and he suddenly accelerated.
As he twisted, the figure suddenly disappeared, and in the next moment he had traveled hundreds of miles and arrived in front of an extremely majestic mountain.
This huge mountain towers into the clouds, with no edge visible at all, as if it is a pillar supporting the sky.
"Space travel?"
As soon as this idea came into Yanliang's mind, a terrifying pressure came over him, making him feel unprecedented pain. Along with the tearing of his soul, the consciousness he was holding on to began to blur.
Only then did the Ancient Dragon Soul heave a sigh of relief and look at a crack at the bottom of the giant mountain.
There were hundreds of figures there, like walking zombies, waving all kinds of weapons and smashing at the cracks.
They are not soul bodies, and they do not have a trace of spiritual power in their bodies. They rely purely on physical strength.
Suddenly, there was a huge thunder, and a ray of thunder flashed through the crack, instantly turning one of them into powder.
Immediately afterwards, a killing energy surged in, and a figure couldn't bear it and exploded to death in an instant.
The ancient dragon soul shook his head and said with disappointment: "There are not many that can be used in this batch. It is really that one batch is not as good as the other. It seems that we need to give them a little more sweetness."
At this point, he paused slightly, turned his head and glanced at Yanliang, who had turned into a ball of blood mist, and sighed: "Hey! It's such a pity for this body, otherwise he alone would be enough to defeat hundreds of people here. ""
Before he finished speaking, he poured out his soul power, separated the blood mist, and revealed the silent drop of divine blood in it. His eyes were shining and he said, "But with this drop of divine blood, I can also cultivate a batch of them by myself." Elite."
After saying that, he wrapped the drop of divine blood with his soul power, and then stared closely at the blood mist that never dispersed, preparing to disperse it and search for the treasures in it.
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