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Boom, a blood fire burst into the sky, lighting up the entire vast tomb. Hong Ling looked at the blood road under her feet, and her eyes became more and more dignified. He felt the earth trembling, as if something was struggling.

Clattered, the blood path under their feet completely collapsed at this moment. Hongling looked at the huge chain that was constantly breaking out of the ground in front of her, and her eyes were full of dignified color. He can be sure that the road under his feet is actually formed by these chains. As for the blood mud on it, it should be the remains of some dead creatures here. But these blood routes, it seems, have been spreading to the depth of the distance, can not see the end.

It seemed that the roar came from the terrors chained to these chains. These creatures, however, are sea monsters with only fins and wings. Their upper body is a human body and their lower body is a snake tail. It is said that the voices of these terrifying creatures, which are as long as thousands of feet long, have the magic power of terror, which can confuse other creatures and make them hallucinate.

There is also a creature similar to them, the upper body is also human, the lower body is a fish tail, people call it a mermaid. It is said that mermaid's tears will turn into pearls. Their singing voice will guide people who are lost in the sea, as if they are natural enemies with sea monsters.

Vaguely, Hong Ling could see many figures with deep blue fins on their backs, pulling the long chain in the flames. They are like boat pullers, and these chains are pulled by their powerful forces, and the more they bind a certain horrible creature, the tighter they are. Hongling can sense the sadness of these creatures, but there is a strong force to force them forward.

"Hong Ling, why do I feel like crying when I hear these voices?" Xia Yan some sad said, is behind her Xia Rong and Wang Dashui are silent.

"I don't know. Maybe these creatures have their own problems. But in order to survive, you have to do something against your heart Hong Ling shakes his head, and he has inexplicable sadness in his heart, but he can't stop to study the source of these sad emotions. It is very close to the Tianzhao assembly.

Three young people with the chain, along the rapid direction. He didn't want to waste time here, and he didn't want to deal with these horrible sirens or mermaids. Only when he reaches the direction pointed out by xunshao Tianluo as soon as possible, can he be at ease.

The chains were hanging high above their heads. Each one was ten feet thick. As for the length of the chain, Hong Ling could not feel it. His divine consciousness was greatly suppressed in the northern Ming Tianzhong, and could not be fully used, even by using the power of Yan Huang Emperor's mirror.

The figure of the four people, in the inner part of the northern hell Tianzhong, turned into a burst of rapid streamer, constantly flying forward. The bloody flame along the way is split by the terrible sword Qi of the pathetic sword array, forming a long vacuum zone. I don't know how long she went on. Finally, Hong Ling saw the end of these chains and the thing that was bound.

It lies on the ground, its whole body is locked by countless powerful chains, and on its chest, it is eroded into a huge bloody mouth by the powerful force. A long sword with a handle of thousands of feet is inserted on its back and stabbed into the ground to fix it on the ground. An unspeakable and terrible sword sense came from these swords, which made people's mind waver. Hong Ling looked at it and felt sad.

"Cangming! Is it cangming? In the northern Ming Dynasty, Kun is the only one who chooses to turn into a dragon The boy murmured to himself, his eyes full of sadness.

This huge five clawed Golden Dragon is locked in the inner part of the tomb of the northern underworld. It is constantly taken away by some terrifying beings. However, it did not dare to have any changes. It's chest, that broken scale, and it's favorite people crying.

Cangming has been sleeping, but Hongling can feel the anger in his heart. If it can, it should go out of the northern hell Tianzhong to seek justice from the heavens. Unfortunately, the God of Xiang was locked in his wound. If he dared to move at will, he would be really scared out of his wits.

Hong Ling couldn't understand what kind of existence it was that could survive from cangming's era. Such a realm is definitely far beyond the realm of destiny. So, what kind of realm is above the destiny? Teenagers want to know, he is not worried about the so-called know too much will not be good for themselves, he only believe in himself.

"Hongling, is this the dragon in myth?" Xia Yan looked at the huge creature lying on the ground, stretching for thousands of miles. Her eyes were full of shock.

As a monk, especially as a great friar, she should have been used to the storm. However, in front of the huge five clawed golden dragon, in front of this only existing in the ancient myths and legends of the terror creature, she still lost her square inch. Suddenly seeing this powerful creature, it is absolutely difficult for anyone to keep calm.

The dragon, which stands for, is noble, is strength, is a kind of inviolable supreme God. Even Hongling, who has the blood of the dragon, is always swaying when he sees the huge five clawed Golden Dragon. The dragon he had devoured before was only ten feet long, but it made him invincible.

How strong is the strength of the dragon, which is thousands of miles long? It has not been injured before sleeping, and how should be the existence of terror? Hong Ling and Xia Yan looked at the Dragon quietly, sensing the terrible breath from its mouth, and even became eager to breathe.The young man lowered his head and looked at the xunshao Tianluo in his hand. He saw that the gold needle pointed to the wound of the dragon. His eyes were full of horror. Is the exit of the tomb of the northern underworld in the body of the dragon? Hong Ling thought that was impossible, but why did the hunting dragon point to the dragon?

The boy thought about it, but he decided to go and have a look. Cangming is now in a deep sleep, and he is bound by chains. It is very difficult to hurt him. He had to understand why the patrol Tianluo pointed to cangming's chest. Otherwise, all the efforts along the way will be in vain.

However, with Hong Ling's constant approach to cangming, he felt a sense of crisis that was hard to describe. He couldn't say where the sense of crisis came from, but subconsciously, there was such a thought. Is cangming trying to kill him? Or, there is someone who wants to take his life!

Hongling wakes up the mirror of Yanhuang emperor, protects himself, and quickly plunders away the trauma of cangming's chest in the distance. In the process of his rapid forward plunder, the ground, suddenly a bulge. In the fury of the air.

Bang bang bang, a bloody figure from these drum bags out of the ground, toward the young people can not stop roaring. Hongling looked out, but saw countless blood congealed hundreds of Zhang dragon in front. He took out a long sword from the sad sword array and wiped his hand on the blade. Boom, the terrible thunder fire of the end of the sky, burning on the sword.

When his pupils were locked, a huge Qi engine rose from his body and scattered in the void around him. The young long sword is waving, pulling the Qi machine in the void and turning it into a terrible sword Qi. He threw it casually, and the wind of the sword was roaring all over the sky, passing by him and shooting at the blood dragon.

These terrifying sword Qi crushed all the blood dragons. But the blood dragon, who was in the first place of heaven and man, was not his opponent at all. No matter what, Yan Huang mirror is also a sacred weapon. With his manipulation, its explosive power is enough to defeat the blocking of these blood dragons.

Hongling's body shape keeps approaching cangming's chest. His sword is bleeding and his clothes are hunting. The wisps of terror and sword will all attempt to gather together the blood to rout again, to ensure his safety. Tens of miles away, in a flash. Hongling stood in front of the wound and looked at the sword bound by the chain. Her eyes were full of dignified color.

There is no doubt that the long sword is the magic weapon that pierces cangming's chest. But now, it's full of cracks.

"Well? The sword, it seems, is familiar to me Hung Ling pondered for a while, as if remembering something, and took out a piece of dark red metal fragment the size of a door panel. Sure enough, when he took out the fragment, there was a faint blood on the sword. Is this fragment from the sword?

Hongling's side of the metal fragment, seems to have been traction, toward the cracks of the sword quickly swept away. Hum, when the fragment is inlaid into a gap in the sword, a sound of sword singing from the sky comes from the body of the sword.

Ang, a terrible sound of dragon singing resounds from heaven and earth. Hong Ling looked up in horror and saw that she was staring at her huge pupil coldly. Cangming, who had survived for thousands of years, finally woke up again. With the sound of his dragon chant, those terrifying blood dragons that broke the ground gradually subsided at this moment.

A burst of dazzling streamer flickered in the void in front of cangming's forehead. Hongling could feel a powerful force, which was forming in the void. When Guanghua dispersed, he saw a handsome man in a golden robe, standing quietly in the void, looking at him coldly.

"You have found it, Xiangluo?" The man asked, as if he saw the puzzled meaning in Hongling's eyes. He explained: "my name is cangming. The dragon in front of you is my noumenon. As for the body of this man you see, it's my part! "

"Hongling, the younger generation, has seen the elder cangming!" Hong Ling made a salute and said to cangming.

"Don't mention it. You haven't told me whether you have found the xushou Tianluo and the fragments of Xiang God!" Cang Ming asked in a hurry.

"If you go back to the elder, it is really the younger generation who has found what you said!" Hong Ling nodded and answered.

Cang Ming heard the speech, and his body flashed, and he had come to Hongling's side. He looked the boy up and down, his eyes full of doubts.

"It's strange that a young man like you is really the master of weapon refining predicted by the God of Xiang?"

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