"My lord! The dragon symbol is here!"
Emperor Xia took out a golden dragon charm from his arms and handed it to Ling Xiao respectfully.
"Well, take me to where your Daxia Dragon Vein is located. I want to use this spirit Vein to spread the ancient Nine Dragon Prisoner's Array!"
Ling Xiao's expression was indifferent, but the eyes of Xia Huang and others condensed fiercely.
What a cruel formation!
When you hear this big array, the force is extremely high!
Even the sky can be imprisoned, and you are still afraid of a demon?
"My lord, please come with me!"
Emperor Xia hurriedly led the way, leading Ling Xiao towards a steep mountain deep in the palace.
"My lord, this vein is where my Daxia dragon vein is located. Among them is a trapped dragon formation arranged by my Daxia ancestor."
Xia Huang stood at the bottom of the mountain, staring in awe at the golden charm on the top of the mountain.
"Oh, it's narrow! The dynasty is based on the people, and the people are prosperous, and the dragon is trapped here. How can it protect the world?"
Ling Xiao said indifferently, and Xia Huang's expression instantly changed.
What the adults said makes perfect sense!
From childhood to adulthood, my father’s ancestors taught that water can carry and overturn a boat.
If you are an emperor in the future, you must rely on the people!
This dragon vein is locked, just look at it, how can it play a real role!
No wonder!
It's no wonder that Xia Yong's line was extinguished by himself, because it turned out to be sheltered by no dragon luck! !
"My lord... how can that be good?"
"Don't worry, this vein has been trapped for too long, there is no spiritual energy, only hostility is left, I will capture this vein, and then put it into the vein of the ancient dragon left by your ancestor Xia Chen, but... I want the vein to recover, There must be a long process."
Ling Xiao waved his palm lightly, and saw the two dragon charms instantly appear in his hands.
At the same time, a terrifying dragon aura suddenly appeared between the heavens and the earth.
"It's the ancient dragon holy spirit!!!"
Xia Huang's face changed drastically, and a pair of eyes burst into excitement.
He once felt this breath in Xia Family Zudi.
That was the ceremony that Xia Jia Tianjiao would hold when he became an adult.
Ancient Dragon Holy Vein empowerment! !
original! ! !
This Daxia inheritance dragon talisman contains the ancient dragon sacred vein! ! !
"Huh! I will tear off the golden talisman later and take control of this ancient dragon vein. You will capture the great Xia dragon vein for me."
In the realm of Lingxiao Divine Lord, that dragon vein may not be easily captured.
If there is a mistake at that time, it will inevitably not make this Emperor Xia suspicious.
This silly wave one has already thrown on his five bodies now. The reason why Ling Xiao didn't plant a soul mark on him is because... this thief steals the country and his heart is bound to be gloomy.
Who knows if there is any defensive weapon in his soul sea.
Moreover, the great prince has not yet appeared, and from Jiang Yu's memory, Ling Xiao probably guessed that Xia Feng's template should be...very strong!
This does not allow him to be cautious!
If he is a person from this world, it's okay to say, but if he is a person from the upper world... the methods are bound to be terrifying.
Although the ancient dementia technique is a forbidden technique, who the **** knows if there is a similar technique in the upper realm.
The villain, of course, be cautious and then cautious!
"it is good!"
Emperor Xia didn't doubt that he was there, a wave of imperial might surging outside his body turned into golden brilliance, like a dragon's shadow on top of his head.
At this moment, Ling Xiao waved his palm, transforming the seal out of thin air, and tore off the golden talisman on the dragon vein with a palm.
"boom!!"
In just a moment, the originally silent mountain suddenly shattered and pierced the ears of a dragon.
Then Ling Xiao saw that a golden dragon shadow rushed straight into the sky, as if to flee.
"Give me down!!"
Emperor Xia stepped out, and the figure rose into the air, the spiritual power of the whole body gathered in a palm, and it was stamped hard against the shadow of the dragon vein.
"boom!!"
The full blow of a fifth-grade **** emperor naturally contains the prestige of heaven and earth.
Especially at this time, in front of the Lord of the Upper Realm, Emperor Xia used his bloodline spiritual power to the extreme.
"Om!"
The imprint of the dragon is exactly the Xia clan's famous practice, the imprint of the true dragon.
Above the midair, two dragon shadows collided!
At this moment, the world collapsed like a mirror, and the ripples in the space stretched for thousands of miles.
In Longyun City, everyone looked at the dragon shadow that fell from mid-air, with a strong shock in their eyes.
"boom!"
Daxia Longmai fell from the air, Baizhang's body dimmed instantly.
Emperor Xia stood with his hands in his hands, his golden robe grinned, and his majesty was no different.
"Yes, you go back, this deity will place the dragon talisman here, evolve the ancient dragon sacred vein, and bless you in the great summer."
Ling Xiao said indifferently, taking advantage of the weakness of the dragon veins, and directly incorporating it into the domain boundary.
And Xia Huang just bowed, without saying a word, just as he turned around, there was a piercing blood on the corner of his mouth.
Gan!
It's really cool to pretend to force this, but it's easy to die! !
If it weren't for him to wear a Daxia heavy weapon and a real dragon armor, I am afraid that a blow from the dragon vein would inevitably hurt the internal organs!
Seeing that Emperor Xia left here in a hurry, a smile suddenly appeared at the corner of Ling Xiao's mouth, and his figure disappeared in a flash.
"Om!"
In the realm, Ling Xiao stood in the void, looking at the third dragon vein that fell into the mountains, his face was always calm.
The nine veins have gathered in the third, and the rhyme of heaven and earth has evolved.
The land that was once barren is now covered with green grass.
There are also fishes playing in the rivers, and green prawns are floating, just like a scene full of vitality.
It was only a slight disappointment to Ling Xiao that after Huahua was fused with that sacred dragon essence blood, her cultivation base had broken through to the fifth rank of the **** general, but she still hadn't changed her form to speak.
Of course, the more terrifying the blood of the monster beast, the more difficult it is to transform it. Ling Xiao understands this truth.
So probably this is why Huahua is still a dragon, not a hot pot.
"Om."
Ling Xiao thought, and the figure appeared in the third floor of the Suppressing Demon Tower.
But now, Dieying is responsible for training Deadpool, Wu'er and Miyong incarnate as a treasure hunting squad, wandering all over the Eastern Xinjiang, this tower appears to be a lot empty.
It's just... it seems that the fourth floor can be opened?
Ling Xiao's eyes condensed slightly, calling out the Golden Demon Puppet, and walked towards the entrance of the fourth floor.
Given his current state of Shenhou, ordinary **** kings and powerful people shouldn't worry about it.
But the origin of this tower is inexplicable, and the seals are all ancient fierce demons, who knows what's on the fourth floor?
With thousands of ripples on the spirit formation, Ling Xiao stepped forward and instantly appeared on the fourth floor.
A round of thunder sun rises above the head, illuminating the entire space as bright as day.
just! !
What makes him a little strange is that this fourth layer is actually empty, there is no half of the devilish energy, and no demon shadow.
"Is it an illusion again?"
Ling Xiao's eyes condensed slightly, one glance turned the moon into blood, and one glance turned into the night.
But even so, there is still nothing in the four-story space.
"Could it be that the monsters in this tower have been thoroughly refined?"
"The fourth layer of things was taken away."
At this moment, in the direction behind him, suddenly there was a familiar, crisp voice.
Ling Xiao turned his head and looked at Feng Chime with some doubts, "Something? What? Who took it away?"
"I don't know. At that time, I couldn't travel through the nine floors. I just remember that a strange breath broke into the tower and took away the fourth floor."
Feng Ling's expression was a little dazed, but Ling Xiao was lost in thought.
Could it be Ye Fan?
It shouldn't be!
The goods were no more than an ant until the end of the day, and it was impossible to reach the fourth floor.
What's more, although the wind chime looks like a child, she has said that she is a hundred years old.
A hundred years ago?
Could it be... the nine-tailed princess who sealed the tower in Ye Fan's body? We villains don’t want to be a stepping stone.