Entrance to Prison Dragon Tomb.
There was roaring, and the wind swept through.
The decayed breath, with blood and stench, blows on his face.
Come here.
Many people looked pale, with a bite in their throats, and wanted to vomit.
But the roar, like a heavy hammer, hit everyone's hearts fiercely.
Those with weak cultivation bases, such as Nong Zhenxuan, had pale faces and were very unbearable.
It's not a real dragon roaring, but with a terrifying dragon roar, it's faintly threatening!
Walk to the entrance of the prisoner dragon tomb.
Many people stopped subconsciously.
In the end, he couldn't help but quit a distance.
Even the monks at the Golden Core level like Ding Gong looked ugly.
Divine consciousness dare not detect it.
Because the coercion brought by the roar made their hearts and souls tremble.
Fear of the soul being injured, dare not to probe easily.
"There is a dragon!"
But at this moment, Ju Youming and Nie Xingchun both exclaimed.
Their spiritual sense is strong, and the spiritual sense directly covers the entire prisoner dragon tomb without much influence or hindrance.
"There really is a dragon? Then are we going to retreat?"
At this time, a disciple of the Black Soul Sect said in horror.
Many people stepped back a long distance.
Lou Zheyan and Nong Zhenxuan even went to the end.
They are one of the best geniuses in Beizhou.
Although not comparable to Jiang Xiaobai's level, it has already made countless lower-level monks look up.
They don't want to die here!
"Huh! What a panic! It's not a real dragon! It seems to be...a puppet! He was bound, otherwise he would have rushed out long ago!
Luo Yang yelled coldly and said, "It's just that if we want to go to the Demon Dragon Palace below, we have to pass here. They just blocked our way!"
Talking.
Luo Yang and Zhuang Xiao had already walked into the Tomb of Prison Dragon together.
The cultivators of Wangxianmen and Black Soul Sect saw this and hurriedly followed.
"Hide it deep!"
When the people from the two major sects entered, Ju Youming walked up, looked at Lin Tian deeply, and said, "Look at you, it's not just a disciple of Ding Gong, right? Such a formation genius must have obtained the Soul Mountain. Great attention! Even if you are not the master of the formation, but you are not far away! You have been a great help this time, and I will not embarrass you!"
After speaking, he walked on.
Lin Tian was very indifferent and didn't care about the other party's words.
A few people walked.
Ding Gong fell behind.
Looking in front of him, no one noticed, he said, "Senior, what do you plan to do next?"
"Just call me Lin Shao!"
Lin Tian glanced at Ding Gong and said, "I first saw what is going on in the Devil Dragon Palace! As for the treasures, let them keep them first!"
"amount……"
Ding Gong was stunned, and immediately stared, "Lin Shao, don't you want to grab something from the middle stage two Yuan Ying?"
"Well, almost!"
Lin Tian nodded and walked directly.
Ding Gong was blindfolded with horror on his face.
In the middle of two Yuan Ying.
In addition, Luo Yang has ancient spirit treasures in his hands, even if he is a cultivator in the late Nascent Soul stage, he may weigh one or two.
Of course, the monks in the late Yuan Ying can win Luo Yang.
But if the opponent is desperate, plus Lingbao, the cultivator in the late Yuan Ying may also be injured!
The more a cultivator reaches a certain level, the more afraid of injury!
"Ancient Lingbao? Haha... The Lingbao in his hand is a life-giving charm!"
Lin Tian smiled lightly and said lightly.
Ding Gong was immediately stunned, Lin Tian didn't understand what he said.
But Lin Tian didn't say much, and also entered the prisoner's tomb.
Similar to the ancient Colosseum.
Full of killing and desolation.
And in the middle of this prisoner dragon tomb.
There are five black dragons lined up.
They are all the size of a hill, bigger than two trucks.
There were sky-shielding wings on his back. As the black wings stirred, the wind swept through, and the whole body was exuding black flames.
See Lin Tian and a group of people appear.
Their eyes are more fierce and terrifying!
But fortunately. ,
All of them are bound by fist-sized chains.
The long black iron chain was connected to the walls around the prisoner's tomb, firmly tied to them.
It is not strong or the chain is too strong.
But on the iron chains and walls, there are layers of formations that are blessing.
They can't break free.
This is why they roared but did not rush out.
"This is a puppet?"
Jiang Xiaobai, the talented disciple of Wangxianmen, couldn't help but exclaim.
Others also looked at the five black dragons not far away in dismay, staring wide-eyed.
The five-headed dragon in front of me does not look like a puppet!
They are all black and glowing with black light, like black steel pouring, emitting a striking light.
At the same time, black flames surged.
A living dragon!
How could it be a puppet?
"If it's a simple puppet, it's natural to see it!"
Zhuang Xiao frowned and looked at the five-headed dragon on the opposite side, and said solemnly: "These dragon puppets are not easy! They are not easy to deal with!"
Too!
If it were that simple, this place would not be the last level of this underground palace!
"What's better now is that these five puppets are locked. We will not be so passive!"
Luo Yang smiled coldly and said, "I will try them!"
Luo Yang is very enthusiastic about fighting now.
Just because he had an ancient spirit treasure in his hand, he liked the feeling of being strong now.
Boom~
Holding the Lingbao, slashed through the air, making a loud noise.
Then he smashed down at one of the dragons.
Above the Lingbao, golden light bloomed, bursts of golden power poured down, and instantly drowned the black dragon puppet.
Booming~
The infuriating energy burst like a huge wave, tearing apart.
Can be the next moment.
When Luo Yang took back the Lingbao, he was stunned.
The others followed, their eyes widened, their faces dull.
The dragon puppet that was hit by Luoyang Lingbao with all his strength was safe and sound!
It didn't leave the slightest scar on its body, on the contrary, the black flame on its body was more vigorous, and the eyes exuded more terrifying fierceness!
"how can that be!"
Luo Yang's old face was full of shock, and he said in amazement: "The breath of these puppets is the strength of the Jindan late stage, and the defensive power is about the same. How can you block the full blow of this seat without being damaged?"
Zhuang Xiao had dignified eyes, looked at these giant dragon puppets for a long time, and shook his head: "I can't see the clues, too! We are in trouble with these..."
"Humph!"
Luo Yang was very upset.
With a spirit treasure in his hand, every attack can shake the sky and the earth, but he can't kill a puppet?
He gave a cold shout, rushed out with the Lingbao shaking star stick, and directly smashed the dragon puppet close to him.
Under this close body, the power of the whole body surged, and the attack became even more terrifying.
thought.
The other four-headed dragon puppets will attack, but they won't move.
On the contrary, the dragon puppet that was attacked roared, and took the initiative to meet Luo Yang who was attacking. A black flame spewed from his mouth.