Chapter 1176

Not far from the island, Long Yang found himself in a bloody space.

It's not magic, it's just each other's big world.

Then, a Xuan King appeared in front of Long Yang.

A divine king and a mysterious king are far from a great realm of cultivation.

Long Yang was so frightened that he turned and ran away.

The Xuan king showed a cruel smile. When he raised his hand, Long Yang's figure was directly wiped out by him.

The big world disappeared, and the Xuan king turned and left.

In the void, Long Yang's figure appeared. Looking at the mysterious king, he didn't catch up, but changed his direction and fled away.

On the xuanhai sea, a xuanzun showed his teleportation power and moved forward extremely.

He did not find that a man followed him like a shadow.

Soon, the figure of the xuanzun disappeared into a fog.

Long Yang, hiding in the void, followed.

The fog gets thicker and thicker as they go forward, which can also affect the soul power, even if they are very close to each other.

The xuanzun seemed not to be affected at all and walked to the depths of the fog.

The dark dragon Yang opened the chaotic longan. He not only saw the xuanzun in front clearly, but also saw an island thousands of miles away.

Ahead, the xuanzun seemed to be afraid of something, and his walking speed gradually slowed down.

Long Yang also slowed down and observed carefully with chaotic longan. He saw that the fog was full of dense fog soul nematodes that were difficult to detect by the naked eye, just like nematodes crawling in muddy water. It was disgusting.

Fog soul nematodes gather together and look like ordinary fog.

It is highly poisonous and can be said to be pervasive. It is especially sensitive to all kinds of breath, even if it is hidden in the void.

The reason why the xuanzun can walk through these fog soul nematodes is that he holds a censer in his hand, and the continuous fragrance overflows from it. When the fog soul nematodes make trouble, the fragrance will fall into a short sleepy state.

Long Yang doesn't have to smell it to know what aroma it is. Only borneol can deal with fog soul nematode.

Of course, Long Yang has a better way to deal with fog soul nematode, that is the tree of death.

It can be said that the tree of death is the bane of all things in the world. No matter how poisonous and powerful you are, you are vulnerable to death.

Since the target is on an island thousands of miles away, Long Yang has made hands and feet in the God box containing ancient god paintings, so he is not afraid to lose the target.

When the figure of xuanzun disappeared on the island, long Yangcai approached the island carefully with the help of the power of the tree of death.

Long Yang controlled his power very well, but scared the fog soul nematode away, so as not to kill the fog soul nematode, so as not to disturb the people on the island and not to pose a threat to himself. In this way, he hid on the island carefully.

"Pantheon."

When Long Yang went to the island, he smelled a familiar smell of blood.

He had studied the transformation with the mountain Dragon God Emperor and dealt with the people of the Pantheon many times. He was familiar with the special bloody smell of the Pantheon.

When he thought, his breath was full of blood and continued to sneak into the depths of the island.

The periphery of the island is full of powerful mysterious beasts. These mysterious beasts are very different from those in other places. In addition to their unique bloody smell, their shapes are also strange.

Some snakes have thousands of centipede legs, some tigers have a fish head, some poisonous ants are as big as mountains... And so on.

Long Yang saw at a glance that they were not born long, but transformed by people.

This is the nest of the Pantheon. Long Yang is not surprised.

There are fewer mysterious animals and more palaces around the island, and a group of mysterious gods in strange clothes shuttle among them.

Strange sounds and screams came from those palaces. Long Yang saw with chaotic longan that there were all kinds of mysterious beasts and mysterious gods with powerful and rare blood power.

"Strange, how can there be a familiar feeling here?"

After walking through the nearby palace, the idea became stronger and stronger in Long Yang's mind.

Long YangZheng was puzzled, and a strong breath came from far to near, and in an instant, it came to the palace group.

It was a huge blood demon Peng at the level of level five Xuan beast, and the blood evil spirit rushed to the sky with its wings flapping.

On the back of the blood demon Peng stood a man with the same blood evil spirit, blood Peng robe, blood eyebrow hair, handsome and with a strange smell, carrying a blood feather gun.

"Xuepeng."

Long Yang was surprised that the demon man was Xuepeng, the demon minority leader in Wanwu mainland.

Xuepeng's cultivation is now level five Xuanshen, only two levels lower than Longyang.

Xuepeng has a chaotic Tianpeng demon body. Long Yang is not surprised that his cultivation has improved so fast. What's surprising is that he will appear here.

He rode the blood demon Peng and flew unobstructed over the island. He was obviously from the Pantheon.

Xuepeng's mind is clear and clear. He doesn't look like being controlled at all. It seems that he volunteered to join the Pantheon.

During the strong wind, the blood demon Peng became smaller and landed in the open space in front of a palace. The blood Peng jumped down from the blood demon Peng and entered the palace.

Long YangZheng hesitated whether to sneak near the palace to eavesdrop on the news inside. Xuepeng came out of the palace and rode into the sky.

Long Yang saw that the direction of the blood demon Peng was to leave the island. He quickly sacrificed the empty pagoda, displayed the hidden magic power of the dragon family, and caught up with him as quickly as possible.

The cruelty of Xuepeng in the Pantheon is also obvious to all. He doesn't believe that Xuepeng will betray and join the Pantheon. He must ask Xuepeng himself. If Xuepeng really joined the Pantheon, he will kill Xuepeng at all costs.

Yixuepeng's chaotic warfare will definitely pose a great threat to him in the future if he becomes an enemy.

Blood Peng rode the blood demon Peng out of the fog nematode surrounded area, and the speed was faster and faster. When he got out of the fog area, he disappeared in the sky of xuanhai in an instant.

Without concern, Long Yang put away the empty pagoda, gave birth to the wings of the void, exercised the law of space-time speed and chased out.

"Time magic."

When the distance with the blood demon Peng was getting closer and closer, Long Yang showed the power of time.

The blood demon Peng and blood Peng, who were flying extremely, were surprised to see that the speed suddenly slowed down and realized that they had met a strong enemy.

As soon as the scene changed, one person and one Peng found that they were no longer over the xuanhai sea, but in a dead world.

"Who are you and why are you intercepting my way?"

When Long Yang appeared in front of one person and one Peng, Xuepeng asked with a gloomy face.

"The man who killed you."

Long Yang's mind moved, and the nine top-grade divine swords behind him rose into the sky, turned into thousands, formed a supreme sword array, contained the power of a thousand worlds, and cut wildly at the master and servant of Xuepeng.

"Die."

Xuepeng did not have any fear because he was trapped in the other party's big world, nor because the other party's cultivation was one level higher than himself. The blood awn in his hand flashed, and the blood colored feather gun was firmly held in his hand.

The blood Peng soared into the sky, and the blood feather gun also changed thousands, forming a supreme gun array, containing the power of 1500 worlds, sweeping the world.