In the small space, Yanliang looked at the disappearing scene in front of him, closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.
But the next moment, he shouted: "Yue'er, I will definitely do what I said, wait for me..."
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly opened his eyes, looked at the huge mountain in front of him that stretched straight to the sky, and sat up suddenly.
The crack at the bottom of the giant mountain has disappeared, along with the pressure.
It was as if there had never been that crack on the smooth surface of the giant mountain.
The scene before him made his somewhat confused thoughts gradually return to reality.
His eyes hurriedly scanned the surroundings, and he saw that the ancient dragon soul had disappeared, and more than a hundred bodies lay scattered in front of the giant mountain.
These physical bodies all had injuries, including injuries from lightning strikes, lacerations, and internal organs that had been crushed. The severity of the injuries varied.
He looked at these fleshy bodies, frowned slightly, and thought to himself: "Those hundreds of figures before, who have been working in the cracks all year round, have long been tempered by thunder and lightning and killing energy, but now they are the only ones left. There must be something in between. It’s related to the restoration of cracks.”
"Ah~"
As soon as he thought about it, he let out a soft cry and felt a splitting headache, as if he was going to be squeezed out.
This kind of thing has never happened before. He hurriedly pressed his forehead with one hand and shook his head to check his soul.
As soon as his consciousness entered the Soul Palace, many memory fragments suddenly emerged in his head.
After checking it for a moment, he was shocked and thought to himself: "Are these the memories of the ancient dragon soul?"
Based on these memory fragments, he learned that the ancient dragon soul was just a fragment of the soul that escaped from the crack in the giant mountain thousands of years ago.
It turned out that the body suppressing him under the giant mountain was a five-clawed dark dragon with terrifying strength.
After thousands of years of suppression by the Yin-Yang Fulong Array, and the continuous erosion of the killing energy of the divine blood, the power of the dragon soul of the main body has declined sharply, and has long been less than 10% of what it was at its peak.
But he still relied on his immortal body to support himself.
Finally, a thousand years ago, while the energy of the divine blood was declining, he exhausted all his strength, opened a crack, and escaped while protecting a ray of dragon soul.
After that, the ancient dragon soul strengthened itself while accumulating energy, regularly opening ruins, attracting various demons and monsters, controlling most of them for its own use, and giving some sweetness to small parts, and the cycle continued.
Over the years, the cracks have been getting bigger and bigger by him. He thought that with the continuous weakening of the divine blood energy and the continuous improvement of his strength, he would be able to rescue the main body one day, but he did not expect this day.
Yanliang smiled bitterly and shook his head, saying: "It turns out that I have become a tool for the senior masters invisibly. In the eyes of the strong men, I may be just an ant."
After checking these, he quickly searched for memory fragments of skills and secrets, and soon found some skills and secrets.
Among them are dragon body training and space shuttle, but the memory is incomplete and some of them are missing. Fortunately, the clone technique is still complete, and finally a method of casting the body with the weight of the soul was found.
In addition, he also discovered a brand new soul-controlling technique. Although it was essentially the same as his own soul-controlling technique, it was more subtle and could also control the body whose soul had been destroyed, so he took a closer look. .
These were of great help to him, but at this moment he had just woken up and his divine power was exhausted for some reason, so he suppressed the excitement in his heart and began to recover first.
When he recovered, he remembered the previous scene and thought to himself: "Could it be that it was not a dream before? The previous Hades Emperor once mentioned the soul travel. Why is there no relevant record in my human race's classics..."
Thinking of this, he made a thought and communicated with Mr. Xing: "Old Xing, do you know about the soul travel?"
But there was no response to the message, so he shook his head and took an inward look at his own condition.
After taking a look inside, he was pleasantly surprised to find that his physical body was no longer injured at all, and it was much stronger than before, and his whole body was full of strength.
The Nether Dragon Pearl is suspended in his middle Dantian, with wisps of cold and deathly aura from the underworld.
, is entering the body continuously, circulating over and over again.
However, his cultivation has dropped to the first level of the Great Spiritual Master, and his soul power has also dropped to the early stage of the second level.
Under doubt, he began to comprehend carefully, but he was surprised to find that his spiritual power had become extremely pure, his soul power was thick and solid, and he could even clearly feel the bottleneck in his body.
After pondering for a moment, he thought to himself: "The Dragon Ball was probably inhaled into my body after I was unconscious. I didn't expect it to have such magical effects. My trip this time is considered worthwhile."
"The bottleneck should be caused by the blood curse seal. Now that I can sense it myself, it will be easier to remove it in the future."
"And the coercion of the ancient dark dragon has actually consolidated my somewhat vain cultivation. Now, although his dragon soul has dissipated, his physical body is indelible. I will come back to explore it again when I am sure that I am strong enough."
A quarter of an hour later, after his fatigue improved a little, he stood up, took a deep look at the giant mountain, then put away his physical body, turned around and flew towards a valley in the memory of the ancient dragon soul.
There are treasures accumulated by the ancient dragon soul over the years, and his soul power imprint is also in that direction.
Seven days later, the ruins were exported.
The Rakshasa girl was alone, hiding in a crack between rocks, staring at the exit with tearful eyes, as if she was afraid of missing something. She had been waiting here for half a month.
Suddenly, there was a fluctuation in the void, and a familiar figure appeared in front of her.
"That's great. I knew nothing would happen to you."
Tears of excitement burst out of her eyes. She hurriedly got out of the gap, flew forward, cupped her fists and saluted, and said, "Master, you are finally out."
"Um."
Yan Liang quickly lifted her up and said softly: "You don't have to do this in the future."
Seeing her like this, I felt a sudden sadness in my heart for some reason. He stretched out his hand to wipe away the tears on her face and asked, "Have they all left?"
The Rakshasa girl hurriedly wiped away her tears and said, "Yes, Master, this is not the place to talk. You come with me. I will tell you in detail on the way."
After saying that, the Rakshasa girl was about to pull Yan Liang away, but before she could leave, dozens of people suddenly rushed out from outside and surrounded the exit.
"stop!"
The leading old man shouted loudly, raised the long knife in his hand, and said sternly: "Finally, I've waited for you. If you just surrender yourself, I might be able to give you a good time!"
Yan Liang looked up and saw that the other person was tall and thin, with gray hair on his temples and a black aura coiling between his eyebrows. He was at the sixth level of the Lingzong realm.
His face was indifferent, he turned his head slightly, looked at the Rakshasa girl, and asked, "Who are they?"
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