The ancient Pegasus, the true bloodline of the ancient dragon clan, has the highest speed in the world.
The Pegasus can fly across the sky and can traverse the nine heavens and ten earths, and the stars in the universe.
The Pegasus bones in front of him were filled with a decaying atmosphere, as if they were the white bones left after the death of the real Pegasus. clang.
Qingyang Huan gently reached out his hand and tapped on the Pegasus's bones.
A sound like gold and iron sounded, and the sound waves spread through the void in all directions, causing ripples.
Breaking through the strong smell of decay.
"real" Feeling the cold breath entering his body, his eyes showed solemnity.
The world weaved was so real, even the Pegasus skeleton was so real.
Then he looked at the black sand, bones and trees beside him. , are all extremely true.
"What is Senior Brother doing?"
At this moment, Qingyang Huan was holding a broken bone in his hand, about three feet long, with a faint red light flowing all over the body.
This was not a human skeleton.
Such bones were scattered all over the earth.
After crossing the Pegasus skeleton, Qingyang Huan suppressed the doubts in his heart and moved forward again.
In the black sand in the sky, he vaguely saw a figure sitting cross-legged in front of him.
Under the black ancient trees, a young warrior sat cross-legged on the ground, with a sword glowing with black soul light lying across his knees.
The young man with abundant gods and jade bones is unparalleled in beauty.
This was Qingyang Huan's first impression after seeing it.
There were soul laws surrounding his body, and the decaying aura condensed into the shape of water droplets, suspended outside the body, and the formation sounded continuously.
A tidal sound.
The figure sitting cross-legged in front of him could not feel the slightest vitality, as if he was the source of decay in this space and time.
Qingyang Huan walked forward and came to a place a few feet away from the figure.
He looked at the figure and thought in his heart, is this my senior brother or my nephew?
"Guess what."
A voice appeared in Qingyang Huan's spiritual world without any warning, and the young warrior sitting cross-legged slowly opened his eyes.
At this moment, the whole world changed color, and two bright divine lights baptized the black and white earth.
What Qingyang Huan saw in his eyes were two long black rivers flowing in a pair of pupils.
He didn’t know where they came from, and he didn’t know where they came from.
Wherever it flows.
A look in his eyes made him feel as if he was facing a formidable enemy, but this excitement disappeared in just an instant and returned to a calm state.
"A dream that lasts forever."
The young warrior stared at Qingyang Huan with a smile, but Qingyang Huan himself felt a little uncomfortable.
This was not fun.
"Senior brother, don't make trouble."
The one who dared to joke with him like this was naturally his senior brother, not his nephew.
“Is there any wine?”
Staring at Qingyang Huan, the young man spoke again and said: "All the wine Aotian brought has been drunk.
This bastard hasn't come to burn some paper for me after so long."
Seeing Qing Yanghuan still staring at him, the young man waved his hands with some dissatisfaction and said: "Don't look, I'm not dead yet.
It's a pity that my only disciple, your nephew, has really died."
"The Great Dream Soul Technique that I practice requires me to continuously fall into deep sleep to practice.
I have no choice but to find a good place to sleep.
After searching around, this is the safest and quietest place."
"You're not dead."
Looking at the senior brother with his hands spread out in front of him, Qingyang Huan was surprised.
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"Of course he is not dead.
The Great Dream Soul Technique is a supreme cultivation method passed down by Master.
I secretly tell you that this is a method that Master has personally seen.
If you practice it to the extreme, you will have the opportunity to directly enter the realm of saintly enlightenment."
Looking at the young and shameless senior brother in front of him, Qing Yanghuan just wanted to say that he is not dead, what kind of monster are you doing and you buried yourself.
"Then what level have you cultivated to?"
Qingyang Huan, who was sitting cross-legged, dug out the blood wine that he had thrown into the space copper ring that he had thrown into the corner of the space, and placed it in front of Brother Soul King.
The Soul King grabbed it directly, patted the sealing soil, and poured it into his mouth.
"Your wine is too weak.
You should put more dragon liver, phoenix marrow or something like that.
Senior brother, I can't go out right now.
I'll catch a golden crow from the sun and make it for you to make wine.
Only then will it taste more fiery."
While pouring the blood wine, the Soul King said in a choked voice.
"Oh, you asked me how far I have reached in my cultivation, right?
I have just reached the Imperial Realm.
I plan to sleep until the Semi-Saint Realm before leaving." puff Qingyang Huan, who had just grabbed a jar of blood wine and poured it into his mouth, sprayed it directly on the figure in front of him.
"You can do it" After a few breaths, Qing Yanghuan pointed his finger at the figure opposite and said harshly.
"There is something special about the practice of the Great Dream Soul Technique.
Once you start, unless you practice to the extreme, all your previous efforts will be wasted.
Do you think that Senior Brother, I want to hide under these graves every day?
Otherwise, that kid Fallen Heaven will not be killed when he is crowned emperor.
The man died in a sneak attack."
Having said this, the young warrior stared at Qingyang Huan again and again, and let out a few sighs in his mouth, saying: "Junior brother, you still have to work hard, your strength is too weak, you have to improve your strength and be careful, if If you accidentally die in the future, try to wait until your senior brother can get out of this terrible place, so that he can avenge you. " puff The second mouthful of blood wine spurted out, but the figure opposite Qingyang Huan directly blocked it, and the blood wine dripped directly onto the ground.
"Then why is the word Soul King engraved on the wooden tablet outside you?"
In an instant, Qingyang Huan changed his words.
"This is not a show.
You have to do a complete set.
If you engrave the soul king, others will think that you are just a small king.
This can be easily ignored by others."
After some conversation, Qingyang Huan finally found out that Brother Soul King's real name was Hun Yan, and that his fallen disciple was named You Jiuxiao, and he was actually a bloodline descendant of the Jiuyou Emperor clan who guarded Jiuyou Huangquan.
"Anyway, if you practice well, there will be great turbulence in the world next, which may be the beginning of a new era.
Every era is a great baptism for any race.
If you are not prepared well, there is a crisis of complete annihilation."
"Restarting the era is so dangerous, senior brother, please give me some treasure."
Putting down the wine jar in his hand, Qingyang Huan stretched out his hand.
"No" Hun Yan said simply and shook his head.
"Really not.
My technique is so special that not even the spiritual treasures in the world can use it."
However, Qingyang Huan extended his hand and did not take it back, as if he didn't give in.
"If you don't give it, then don't blame me for not helping you."
"It's a joke, your senior brother and I, a powerful Taoist, still need help from a little king like you?"
Hun Yan waved his hand.
"Okay, senior brother, junior brother, I have also seen you, and you have seen me.
Junior brother, I am leaving.
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I will come here from time to time to burn some paper money for you."
Then Qingyang Huan stood up and left.
It's just that his figure was directly suppressed by an invisible force, and he couldn't get up even if he thought about it, so Qingyang Huan sat there cross-legged again and stretched out his big hand.
"This amulet was originally meant to be given to you.
Ao Tian and Long Wu both gave it to them.
How could it be missing from you?"
Then, a sword talisman flowing with dark soul power appeared in Qing Yanghuan's hand, but no energy was released at all.
“When you encounter danger, you can activate it.”
Qingyang Huan smiled and put away the sword talisman.
This is right.
Brothers are humble and respectful.
What a wonderful scene.
But soon there was another similar sword talisman in front of me.
I heard the third senior brother say: "This is for the little guy born to Aotian and Long Wu.
Between us senior brothers, there is only such a little Miao Miao.
You Also hurry up.”
"I also have a daughter.
Senior brother, you can't favor one over the other."
At this moment, Qingyang Huan thought of Yao'er.
He hadn't seen her for so many years and didn't know what she was like.
"Hurry up and give two more."
"Do you think this is weeds on the roadside?"
Hun Yan snorted.
"Here are the things for you.
When you are walking in the wilderness in the future, help your senior brother to pay attention to the situation of the Jialuo clan.
After Falling to the Sky, I appeared at the place where he died and noticed a trace of Jialuo's aura.
It's a pity that I have had a big dream for so many years.
The soul method can never reach the state of transformation and cannot get out of here."
"Junior brother knows."
"Okay, let's go, I'm going to bed."
Soon, Hun Bi gave the order to expel guests, lay down directly and fell asleep, surrounded by the rich soul law.
Seeing this scene, Qingyang Huan couldn't help but feel strange in his eyes.
He was so envious of this practice.
Qingyang Huan then returned the way he came, saw the Pegasus skeleton again, and broke off the dragon horns on the Pegasus' head with his big hand.
锵锵锵 Blazing sparks flowed on the dragon's horns, splashing hundreds of feet and making a clanging sound.
"Take them all."
At this moment, the voice of Annihilation came, and Qingyang Huan's blood surged all over his body.
He grabbed the huge Pegasus skeleton and released it into the small world.
"Goodbye, senior brother."
The soul rules that had been established all over the sky began to crumble, and the soul power spread out, whizzing past Qingyang Huan.
After a while, the world spun, he stepped out and appeared outside the tomb.
"Ah Huan, where were you just now?"
Then, Gui Buxian came up.
"Let's go."
Without answering Gui Buxian's question, Qingyang Huan took him and was about to leave, but then he paused and turned to look at the two wooden tablets standing in front of the tomb.
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"You want this wooden monument" "Of course, a Bagua star compass made from evergreen wood is definitely a good treasure."
"Seeing as you have been following me for so long, even though you always get into trouble, you still have merit.
I will risk my life for you, little bastard."
The next moment, Qingyang Huan stepped down and landed on the evergreen with the two ancient seal characters "Soul King" engraved on it, and suddenly pulled it out of the soil.
""The turtle is not immortal.
Gui Buxian was stunned to see this scene.
This was what he wanted to do most when he came here, but Lord Gui had a bottom line in doing things.
How could he be so embarrassed to take away a dead person's things?
The key is awareness.
Ah Huan was so cruel that he even pulled up his senior brother's tombstone.
"Ah Huan, how about we don't want it?
This is not good."
Although he said something bad, Gui Buxian's movements were extremely nimble, and his four short legs directly protected the everlasting green wood.
"It's okay.
I think senior brother won't blame me."
Grasping the evergreen tree with a tortoise lying on it, Qing Yanghuan waved his hand towards the grave.
"Senior brother, I'll come see you next time
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