Daoying

Chapter 718 Dragon Eye Brand
Xie Huan left Jinmu's residence and returned to his secret room, thinking about the matter of the Five Keys, Daoyin's pursuit, and "Hui" and Xuanyi. Everything was like seeing flowers in the fog, confusing and confusing...

Suddenly, he stopped and saw a person walking towards him.

The man was wearing a long gray cloth gown and had an ordinary face without any special features. He was just an ordinary person in the crowd.

But Xie Huan's pupils shrank slightly.

Because this person is too ordinary, so ordinary that his presence is so thin that he is almost transparent.

The monks around him came and went, chatting and laughing, but no one paid any attention to him, as if they didn't see him.

Every step the man in gray took was extremely ordinary, just like the peddlers seen everywhere in the market.

As the two of them passed by each other, they suddenly heard a voice calling out, "Xie Huan."

The sound is as soft as a mosquito's buzz, but every word is clear.

"Daoyin?"

Xie Huan raised the corner of his lips into a sneer.

"You are really smart."

The man in gray showed surprise in his eyes and chuckled.

"How dare you land on the island?"

“Are there monsters on this island?”

"Have."

Xie Huan said with a half-smile: "But no matter how weird the monster is, it can't be blamed on you."

"Hey, the leader wants to have a chat with you."

The man in gray grinned.

"Your leader is here?"

A cold light flashed in Xie Huan's eyes, and his five fingers quietly closed.

"I wonder if it would be convenient for you? Please follow me."

The man in gray ignored him and continued talking to himself.

"inconvenient."

"It's inconvenient... I'm afraid we have to go."

"Oh? Then I want to see how you can let me go."

Xie Huan sneered.

"I advise my fellow Taoists..."

"Advise yourself more and advise others less."

Xie Huan interrupted rudely.

"That fellow Taoist..."

The gray-clothed man's mouth curled up in a strange arc: "Don't leave the island at all."

After saying that, he passed by and disappeared into the crowd.

Xie Huan turned around and looked, but saw the figure in gray robe walking away, just like ink in clear water, gradually dissolving until no trace could be found.

He stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes flashing with brilliance: "It seems that Daoyin has arrived. Just as expected, I dare not act rashly. And the Merchant Alliance's feast of division will probably continue for several months. During this period, I will be safe. It seems that I have to stay on the island for several more months."

Thinking of this, Xie Huan smiled calmly, then walked towards the secret room with a flick of his sleeves.

……

Back in the secret room, Xie Huan opened the restriction and sat cross-legged. A black light flashed from his sleeves and the Nine Hells Dragon Suppressing Tower floated in front of him. The tower was dark and pitch black as ink.

Xie Huan pointed his finger, and a mysterious rune was injected into the tower. He shouted in a low voice: "Open!"

In an instant, the tower shook, black air surged, and it seemed that a ferocious force broke out of the seal.

Xie Huan was not in a hurry. He made a seal with his hands, and nine souls flew out of his body. Each of them held a magical power and directly turned into nine-colored chains to wrap around the tower, forcibly suppressing the restless black air. Suddenly, the dragon's eyes that were originally dormant on the top of the tower suddenly opened, and blood burst out, piercing Xie Huan's eyebrows!

"Humph!"

Xie Huan snorted coldly, and the golden light of his holy body surged, resisting the erosion of the blood light. Then his third eye suddenly opened and he uttered dragon language.

The low voice turned into a green light and intertwined with the spatial laws of the third purpose, forming a strange light cocoon that wrapped the dragon eye inside.

A low dragon roar was suddenly heard in the tower, and a shadow of a blue dragon could be vaguely seen tumbling in the tower. The pressure from it made the restrictions in the secret room buzz.

The dragon's eyes also glowed even bloodier, as if trying to break free from its restraints.

Xie Huan remained unmoved and continued to suppress the dragon's eye with his third eye. At the same time, the nine soul chains exerted force, penetrated into the black tower, blocked every space, and then went straight to the dragon's eye. He transformed back into his soul, and each of them made hand gestures to seal the dragon's eye.

The blood light in the dragon's eyes immediately dimmed.

After a few days, the black tower stabilized. Although the blood light in the dragon's eyes was sealed layer by layer, it still flickered like a candle, refusing to go out completely.

Suddenly, a strange golden light flashed in the depths of the dragon's eyes, and it actually stared into the third eye across the air.

"boom!"

Xie Huan's sea of ​​consciousness was struck by lightning, and a surging wave of blood suddenly appeared before his eyes.

The sky was stained with blood, the clouds were shattered, and a man in a black robe stood in the air, with his sleeves fluttering and half of his pale face revealed - his eyebrows were like cold blades, his eyes were like deep pools, and there was a faint smile on his lips that seemed to be sad and compassionate.

"Clan leader."

The man sighed softly, his voice like a quiet spring hitting a rock, "There is no longer an eternal throne in this world, only endless night."

"traitor!"

A roar exploded in the blood wave, and a ten-thousand-foot dragon body broke through the air, its golden scales shining in the sun, and its dragon claws, with the power to collapse mountains and split seas, went straight for the man's head.

Wherever the claws passed, the void crumbled like glass, revealing dark cracks.

The man did not dodge or evade, and a black tower flew out from his sleeve. It was the Nine Hells Dragon-Suppressing Tower. It spewed out a dark vortex, which actually fixed the world-destroying dragon claw in mid-air.

A dragon shadow was reflected in the vortex. Xie Huan saw it clearly and his pupils shrank suddenly - that dragon shadow was actually the dragon corpse "before it was alive"!
He suddenly realized that the strange golden light in the dragon's eyes recorded the last scene he saw before he died!
"Xuan Yi! How dare you desecrate the dragon clan's treasure!"

Cang Ming roared angrily, swept his dragon tail across, raising a huge wave of blood, and then violently spurted out dragon breath, the sky and the earth changed color, and the sun and moon lost their light.

Xuan Yi tapped the tower with his fingertips, and blood surged: "Why is the clan leader so stubborn?"

Just as the two people's qi were entangled, the void suddenly shattered like a mirror, and a white jade-like palm appeared out of thin air, pressing down silently on the spine of the Cangming Dragon.

The lines on the palm flowed, revealing a dazzling Ouroboros pattern - the snake's head and tail were connected, and the scales were all made up of fine runes. Every scale was interpreting the ultimate truth of heaven and earth that subverted common sense.

"This is!--"

The Cangming dragon's eyes suddenly shrank, and its ten-thousand-foot-long dragon body actually trembled under this light press.

The aura emanating from the Ouroboros pattern made even his hundred thousand years of cultivation tremble.

The lines on the palm of his hand were like ripples, with a dazzling Ouroboros pattern in the middle, forming a strange closed loop. A heart-pounding force suddenly appeared and spread in the air.

"Do you understand?"

Ripples appeared in the void, and a figure walked out slowly along the folds of time and space. A galactic-like glow flowed between his sleeves, and his face was hidden in the hazy halo.

Only a pair of eyes were as cold as an eternal cold pond, reflecting Cang Ming's horrified dragon shadow, "This is the secret that Xuan Yi brought back from the ancient forbidden area of ​​Taixu."

"You are! --Seven--"

Before Cang Ming finished speaking, Xuan Yi suddenly made his move.

The Nine Hells Dragon Suppression Tower shook violently, and a dark dragon evil gushed out from the bottom of the tower, which also turned into an Ouroboros pattern.

The two forces, one up and one down, one bright and one dark, trapped Cang Ming in the center like a millstone of heaven and earth.

"boom--"

Amid the earth-shattering explosion, the scales of the Cangming dragon shattered into pieces, and dragon blood spilled like rain.

The white hand and the dark dragon spirit pressed down at the same time, causing the void to twist and time to freeze. The last thing Cang Ming saw was Xuan Yi's cold eyes and his gradually blurred figure.

(End of this chapter)