Chapter 1068

In a remote mountain in the underworld, a giant dragon circled for several weeks, suddenly accelerated, and then disappeared into the forest.

The black dragon didn't leave. In fact, he just narrowed his body and entered the territory of the dragon family of the Ming army.

This is a village near mountains and rivers. When the man came back, dozens of people walked out of the house in twos and threes.

"Hei Rui, how's it going?" someone asked.

The man said, "I have told the boy the location of the eternal soul hall. Now he is taking people to the eternal soul hall."

The black dragon leader, who was the middle-aged man who sent black and gold dragon pattern fashion to Lu Chen, came out. He looked to the northwest, "the eternal soul Hall... If you can kill the king of hell and liberate the souls of the eternal soul hall, the underworld can recover and return to its origin..."

"I don't know if he can do it!"

The crowd was silent.

Suddenly, heirui looked up and said excitedly, "Xuanlong, shall we help him?"

"Help?" the black dragon man was suddenly stunned. He looked at the people behind him.

The original black dragon clan in the underworld had at least hundreds of thousands of people, but now there are only dozens of people left!

"If it were two thousand years ago, I would have done it without hesitation, but now we have experienced too much and don't want to be involved in this battle." Xuanlong's words revealed fatigue and vicissitudes, "guiding him is the maximum we can do!"

"Xuanlong, but have you ever thought that the king of hell really doesn't know our existence?" another clan said. "The reason why he hasn't shot us is probably because he doesn't have kung fu now! Did he leave the enemy's blood when he unified the underworld?!"

"The existence of the black dragon family in the underworld was originally a threat to him. Once he occupied the Yang world, with his character, won't he cut down the roots?!"

His words quickly resonated with many people, "we don't want to fight for hegemony, we just want to live! It's like in the abyss of disaster. Even if we lose all hope, aren't we still living?"

"That is, if we don't kill the king of hell, we will eventually be killed by him!"

"Don't you forget how we were imprisoned in the abyss of eternal calamity? The eternal soul hall is the most terrible! Now the king of hell controls the eternal soul hall and must know how to launch that move. At that time, even if the boy is strong, he can't stand it! We can't hope him to kill the king of hell, but know that the king of hell has anti heaven skills, but don't do anything!"

Xuanlong became more and more excited and angrily said, "I also want to help him, but how?! do you want us to kill the family to help him?! we are the only people left in the dark dragon in the underworld. We have endured humiliation for thousands of years. Why do we trample on the corpses of our people and live in this world? Not just for the inheritance of Long Jing! Do you want to use your own life to help an outsider? What if he is another king of hell What should I do? "

For a moment, everyone fell into silence again.

What Xuanlong said is not completely unreasonable. They have lived so long and have already seen it. People have evil intentions

Hei Rui lowered his head and shook his head, "we people are not worthy to live... These days, I always think of the abyss of ten thousand robbers, my fellow families swallowed by me, and I also think of my companions kicking into the abyss when the abyss changes..."

His face suddenly opened a smile, full of bitterness and helplessness, "I still remember the ancestral training left by the Dragon God, which made the dragon family in the underworld develop and grow, but now..."

"In order to save the girl who saved him, the human did not hesitate to break into the underworld alone and fight millions of underworld troops. I believe he will not be the king of hell! Moreover, he is half of us when he integrates with Long Jing! But he has not fully exerted the power of long Jing, so I must help him!"

Suddenly, heirui raised his head and stared at Xuanlong. "Xuanlong, your dragon blood is the purest. You stay and I'll go!"

After that, heirui turned around, turned into a flying dragon and rushed into the sky.

"Hei Rui!" Xuanlong shouted anxiously, but Hei Rui left without looking back.

Xuanlong could only shake his head helplessly.

"Xuanlong, heirui doesn't have enough dragon blood. I'll go too!" the other person said and turned directly into a black dragon.

"I've been overwhelmed by this sense of guilt. I've lived for thousands of years anyway. I don't care! I'll go too!"

"If human beings can't win the king of hell, the black dragon in the underworld can only wait for the destruction of the family. In that case, even if it's just a bet, it's better than sitting here waiting for death! Wait for the dragon to fly!"

More and more people are flying towards the northwest sky.

There were less than ten people left by Xuanlong.

An old man came to Xuanlong and said, "Xuanlong, for so many years, I thought I would never believe in miracles again. Until... That day, there were changes in the center of the underworld and the abyss of ten thousand disasters, I realized that there are still" miracles "in the world!"

"Among the immortals, there are few who can stick to their original intention. Nine days will always have a way to let you give up your original intention... But if it's that person, I'm willing to gamble again."

"Even if he is not another miracle, at least it is my chance to redeem myself!"

After that, the old man turned into a slightly old black dragon and left the quiet village with the last group of people.

Suddenly, only Xuanlong was left in the whole village.

He looked down at the empty village.

"Am I wrong?" Xuanlong sighed, stood for a long time, and then returned to his house

"Go and die yourself!"

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Mobei arranged for disciples to use mounts. With Lu Chen and others, millions of immortal cultivation troops flew over the unrecognized dead plain.

Someone sent a message to Mobei, the sea Pavilion leader, saying that they had seized another gate of the underworld.

However, Mobei and others were not happy at this time.

The gate of the underworld?

Now they know that it is not the key at all, even the frontal battlefield of the six heavy continents is not the key.

The final battle between the underworld and the Yang world is on their side!

The fate of liuchongtian is in the hands of one person at this time!

This kind of pressure can be relieved by one or two entrances to the underworld.

Lu Chen sits on a huge wine gourd. This mount is a magic weapon for flying all day. Although it is not domineering, it is very fast.

Race against time is the consensus of everyone at present!

The gourd has a big head and a small head. Lu Chen sits cross legged at the front end of the gourd and is concentrating on restoring his spiritual and physical strength.

A large group of other people crowded behind. At this time, no one dared to disturb Lu Chen's recovery.

It's a long way to the eternal soul hall. Even if you ride a horse and move forward at full speed, I'm afraid it will take more than a day to get there.

At night, Lu Chen had recovered, but he was still sitting there quietly.

He is not recovering his physical and spiritual strength, but adjusting his state!

The little beast looked at Lu Chen's back from a distance and worried.

In the past, when Dad fought, he rarely adjusted his state so deliberately!

It shows that dad also knows that this war will be a real battle of life and death!