Apricot of the Great Desolation

Chapter 352 Roaring Sky Dog Blocks the Road

Chen Xiang, who hitched a ride, was very honest and taciturn on the road, but he felt that the atmosphere between his cousin and his other two benefactors was strange.

Nothing happened on the road, Feng Wu always wanted to talk to Chenxiang.

"Agarwood, what are you doing in Huashan?"

Chen Xiang didn't want to answer, but now he was living a life dependent on others, and he still wanted to point to these two people to take him to Huashan, so he had to pretend to be serious and said:
"Some personal matters!"

Feng Wu smiled slightly, seeing his perfunctoryness, but she didn't feel embarrassed. She just didn't mention it and asked in a low voice: "What is the relationship between Ao Chun next to you and you!"

"It seems to be my cousin!" Chen Xiang was a little unsure.

Feng Wu and Lin Xun secretly pouted. It was so shameless. This could lead to a relationship. The third princess of the East China Sea and Yang Jian had an ambiguous period, but they had separated long ago.

The friendship between the Three Holy Mothers and the Four Princesses of the East China Sea does exist, but it is really limited.

But no matter how limited they are, they are still better than them. The two of them have nothing to do with agarwood, and they can't even deadlift.

The two couldn't help but secretly spit in a sour voice, Bah!shameless!
Afterwards, Feng Wu kept changing the topic and took the initiative to approach Chenxiang!

The women of the Feng clan were famous for their beauty in ancient times, and Shi Feng's ability to allow him to participate in this calamity proved that his qualifications were unparalleled.

She approached intentionally, and for a while, the two of them were chatting happily. After all, which man can refuse the initiative of a delicate and beautiful lady?
Ao Chun, who was on the side, saw Feng Wu's smiling face, and then looked at Chen Xiang's shy face, and couldn't help but feel his heart skip a beat.

The women of the Feng Clan are famous for their elegance and nobility in the ancient world, and only the women of the Nine-tailed Fox Clan can compare with them.

Although Chenxiang is a man-made son of Liangjie, his future achievement is at least a quasi-sage. Wouldn't it be good to win over the Dragon Clan?

Ao Chun thought about it, which niece or even younger sister he had was still unmarried!

Don't look at today's flood of saints, but quasi-sages are still the mainstay of the prehistoric times, and the people of all ethnic groups are quasi-sages with great supernatural powers.

Thinking of this, Ao Chun couldn't help but said: "Agarwood, come here!"

Chenxiang was curious, but also wanted to see what Ao Chun wanted to say, so she walked over. Feng Wu didn't stop him, but just glanced at Ao Chun with a half-smile.

Lin Xun on the side didn't speak from the beginning to the end, nor did he deliberately approach Chen Xiang, but just stood silently by the side without saying a word.

Ao Chun put his arms around Chenxiang's shoulders and pressed against his ear. When he was about to say something, suddenly, a huge pressure came.

What followed was a sad and sharp voice: "Agarwood, where are you going?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Bai He's body stiffened and he fainted. Even Ao Chun and the other three couldn't hold on and fell to the ground under the pressure.

Fortunately, several people had good cultivation, and Ao Chun also protected Agarwood, so that he could survive the fall thousands of miles high without getting hurt.

Ao Chun's eyes were filled with horror. This pressure was so terrifying that he could only think of two words: Da Luo!

The person coming is definitely an existence that has jumped out of the river of time and space.

There are many Da Luo in the Dragon Clan, and even the General Crab at the entrance of the East China Sea Dragon Palace is a Da Luo. But in Ao Chun's perception, the Crab General is no match for this Da Luo.

Ao Chun was secretly horrified, who was so bold that he dared to touch even the nephews of the Yang brothers! !
He is already a little desperate. He is already Taiyi, although he has not reached the extreme state.

But with the bloodline of the Dragon Clan, it is not impossible for Taiyi to touch him once he reaches perfection, but against Da Luo, it would be absolutely impossible for him to survive, and he would not even be able to run away.

The next moment, a man wearing a black robe and a straight nose appeared in front of several people, holding a white bone stick in his hand, exuding a ferocious and tyrannical aura.

The three of them, Ao Chun, are all knowledgeable people. At least they know about the powerful people above Daluo in the ancient world. They looked at the people coming and said in unison:
"Howling dog!"

Chen Xiang didn't know the roaring dog in front of him yet, and had no reaction when he heard the name of the roaring dog. He just asked with some confusion:
"Senior, do we know each other?"

Ao Chun put his heart in his stomach the moment he saw Roaring Sky Dog. No matter what Yang Jian did, there was no way he would attack his own nephew!

Moreover, here are the most outstanding members of this generation of the Dragon, Phoenix and Qilin clans. Not to mention Yang Jian, even his master Yuding, the real person, would not dare to kill them when he came!
What disciples from a wealthy clan like them fear most is not the powerful ones who are stronger than them, but the casual cultivators and reckless men.

Most of the two do things regardless of the consequences. No matter which force you belong to, it makes no difference to them. They are just opponents who are fighting for their lives and struggling to survive.

Hearing Chen Xiang's inquiry at this time, he turned his head and said to Chen Xiang: "This is the dog next to Erlang Xiansheng Zhenjun, named Roaring Sky Dog!"

Chen Xiang's heart sank when he heard that it was Erlang Shen's men. He still remembered Yang Jian's attitude towards him that day and his opposition to him trying to rescue his mother.

He whispered: "Cousin, you may have fought this dog before?"

Ao Chun smiled bitterly, complaining in his heart: "My eldest nephew, you think too highly of your cousin. This is a big Luo. How can Taiyi fight? Isn't this embarrassing your cousin?"

Of course, Ao Chun still wanted to save face, so he only heard him euphemistically say: "It's not difficult to defeat him, but you are still a mortal. If we really fight, I'm afraid you will be wiped out in an instant!"

Listening to Ao Chun fooling around with Chenxiang with a serious face, Roaring Sky Dog couldn't stand still. He took a step forward and said:

"The Eighth Prince, the Ninth Princess, and the Sixth Prince, this matter has nothing to do with you and others. Please step back!"

If there really is a fight, it's hard to say who will win and who will lose. The key is that it's not worthwhile to offend the three ancient tribes rashly!
Ao Chun and the three of them looked at each other. They had already participated in this calamity, so how could they quit midway?

The elders of the clan had given them the opportunity, so who could they blame if they couldn't keep it?

If he really retreats, I'm afraid he will be marginalized by the ethnic group after he returns, and no opportunities or resources will be available to him.

They didn't believe that the Dao was the only thing to fight for. This Xiaotian dog really dared to kill them here.

When Roaring Sky Dog doesn't dare to kill them, isn't it good for him to put on a show and capture Chen Xiang's heart?

Moreover, even if Xiao Tiangou really wanted to do something, they still had the cards to get out of this kind of existence.

The three of them took a step forward at the same time, and Ao Chun scolded:

"Agarwood calls me cousin, that is my nephew. If you want to embarrass him, you have to step over my body!"

Feng Wu and Lin Xun also echoed: "Since we agreed to send agarwood a ride, naturally we will not break our promise and must send it to Huashan!"

The three of them looked at Chenxiang from the corner of their eyes and saw that he looked inexplicably moved. They couldn't help but sigh in their hearts:

Young people are so... so easy to deceive!

Seeing this scene, Roaring Sky Dog couldn't help but feel a little headache. He didn't know when Agarwood got involved with these three people.

He doesn't want to make enemies with these three, even though they are all Taiyi, but which one of these geniuses trained by the rich family doesn't bring some trump cards to defend themselves when they go out?
Seeing that the three of them looked at death as if they were going to die and would never back down, Roaring Sky Dog's tone gradually softened and he said:
"Don't worry, you three. As long as this young master Chenxiang returns to Liujiazhuang and stops thinking about going to Huashan, I will never stop him!"

Then he turned to Chenxiang and said: "Chenxiang, my master said that as long as you don't go to Huashan and don't have those rebellious thoughts again, he can even erase the traces of God's sword for you!" After hearing this, Chenxiang didn't have any ideas, but Ao Chunfeng, Wu Linxu and the three people next to her were shocked.

Others don't know, but theirs has been passed down from the ancient times. Even if they have been down for a while, the most basic information is known.

All races in the prehistoric era have been cut off by the way of heaven, and their origins have been lost, so their longevity is reduced.

In ancient times, a mortal who had never practiced Buddhism had a life span of thousands of years.

To erase the traces of God's will for Chenxiang is to give him a thousand years of life in vain.

Of course, this is nothing. Among the treasures of the three clans of dragon, phoenix and unicorn, there is naturally no shortage of elixirs that can increase life span. Not to mention thousands of years, there is also no shortage of elixirs that can increase life span for tens of thousands of years.

The most important thing is that once the traces of God's sword are erased, Agarwood's heels will evolve. With the rich origins of today's ancient world, the creatures born will at least be innate creatures.

Moreover, promotion through this method is more satisfactory. After all, it is originally a prehistoric one.

Ao Chun knew that not even a quasi-sage, not even his father, Ao Guang, could erase the traces of God's will.

One can imagine how far Yang Jian's cultivation has reached now.

But Chenxiang didn't care what God's will was, and he said with determination in his eyes: "Howling Sky Dog, either you kill me, or you let us go! It's impossible for me to go back!"

Roaring Sky Dog sighed softly and said, "Young Master Chenxiang, why are you so stubborn?"

Then he said to Ao Chun and the others: "You three, I'm sorry!"

After that, without waiting for the reaction of Ao Chun and the others, without using the bone stick in his hand, he directly stretched out his withered and thin palm and grabbed it towards Chen Xiang and the others.

Just when Ao Chun and the others were thinking about what secret method they could use to escape, the white lotus lantern in Chenxiang's arms suddenly shone brightly, and the holy white light shone in all directions. The roaring dog had no resistance at all, and was beaten back by this force.

The next moment, the white lotus lantern illuminated a dazzling white light, tearing a hole in the space in front of it, and disappeared with Chen Xiang and Ao Chun.

Roaring Sky Dog was a little confused. When he came out, his master only asked him to hold Agarwood back. If there was resistance, he could even take action by force, as long as the true soul was left behind!
But who knew that the White Lotus Lamp would also be in Chenxiang's hands? This is a top-quality innate spiritual treasure.

The bone rod in his hand is no more than a top-notch acquired spiritual treasure. This is because Yang Jian treats him like a brother.

Roaring Sky Dog was a little angry, not because Chen Xiang dared to hit him, but because he was angry with himself because the master's task was not completed.

He said with a fierce look: "You can't run away, but I want to see how many times a mortal can activate the white lotus lantern!"

"The world is boundless, thousands of miles to follow!"

Then, he disappeared and followed the smell to find agarwood.

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Chen Xiang was teleported the farthest this time, and he was sent directly to the underworld because of someone's intervention or some other reason.

Looking at the dark red rocks, gray-black plants, and the dark wind blowing around, bringing about the sound of evil spirits crying, Chen Xiang couldn't help but feel a little weak in her legs.

He looked around and saw that Ao Chun and the others were there, even the fainted white crane, and he slowly felt at ease.

"Cousin, what kind of place is this?" Chenxiang asked curiously.

This time it was Lin Xun who spoke, and he said solemnly: "This is the Netherworld, the underworld!"

When Chen Xiang heard this, he immediately became stupid. He knew exactly where the underworld was. Isn't this a place where people come after they die?
For a moment, he was a little confused. Could it be that the white lotus lantern killed him all at once?
"Am I... dead?" Chen Xiang asked with a hint of tears.

The more he thought about it, the more frightened he became. Without waiting for Ao Chun and the others to reply, the next moment, he sat down on the ground and cried:

"Ah...how could I die? I didn't even save my mother!"

No matter what, he was still a child who hadn't experienced much in the world. When he encountered this situation, he couldn't help feeling a little flustered.

"Stop howling, you're not dead yet!" Linxun said angrily.

Ao Chun directly fired a blast of ice-attribute magic, physically forcing Chenxiang to calm down.

"If you're not dead, then why did we come to the underworld?" Chen Xiang asked tremblingly.

"You came here in the body of a living person. If I read it correctly, this should be the Plain of the Dead!" Lin Xun said seriously.

As soon as these words came out, Ao Chun and Feng Wu were shocked. Although they didn't know this place, they knew the name of the Plain of the Dead.

Most of the evil ghosts and undead spirits from the underworld gathered here are extremely powerful, and there are even ghost emperors at the quasi-sage level among them. Even if hundreds of millions of evil ghosts unite, even a quasi-sage can achieve perfection.

In the underworld, the Qilin clan is more powerful than the dragon and phoenix clans. After all, the image of the one beside Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva stationed in Yinshan Mountain is very similar to the Qilin clan!
Although the Qilin tribe has never admitted it due to the discord between the East and the West, in order to survive in the ancient times, some things do not require evidence, just suspicion is enough.

"What should we do?" Feng Wu asked.

Lin Xun pondered for a moment, turned to look at Chenxiang, and asked: "Agarwood, how many more blows can the White Lotus Lantern have?"

This kind of spiritual treasure carrying the law of purification has a natural restraint effect on creatures with the power of evil ghosts, and the damage it inflicts is almost doubled.

Chenxiang quickly asked the White Lotus Lantern, then shook her head in frustration and said, "Just now, the White Lotus Lantern has consumed all its spiritual power!"

Lin Xun nodded, with no expression on his face, and continued: "Now let's go out, Ao Chun, Feng Wu and I will defend against the evil spirits that are coming. You protect Chen Xiang, and then lead us to break out!"

"it is good!"

A living person in the underworld is just a piece of cake. If a ghost can swallow a living person, take away the yang energy from his body, and merge with his own yin energy, he will definitely make great progress in cultivation.

But now Chenxiang is a mortal who has just embarked on the path of spiritual practice. He does not know how to restrain his aura, and his yang energy is soaring into the sky, blocking out the sky and the sun, like a beacon in the darkness.

Therefore, during the process of breaking out of the siege, several evil spirits kept attacking. Fortunately, the cultivation level of these evil spirits was not high, and at most it was equivalent to the level of a golden immortal.

Just as a few people were about to walk out of the Plain of the Dead, suddenly, a gloomy air covered the sky and filled the entire Plain of the Dead.

Lin Xun's expression suddenly changed and he cursed secretly: "You are so lucky to encounter this!"

Then he shouted: "Two Taoists, if you have any trump cards, please show them quickly. The ghosts in the Plains of the Dead are rioting!"

　Dear fellow Taoists, the spirit of the New Year has faded away, there are many parties and banquets, so don’t be greedy for drinks. I played three games yesterday and had a hangover. I just woke up. Please take this as a warning.

　　
　
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