Swallowing the Dragon Soul

Chapter 217 Reappearance of the Ancient Magic Sutra

"Brother, you are talking about the store opposite!"

The stall owner next to Ling Hao seemed to hear Ling Hao's muttering and asked.

Ling Hao nodded, "Yeah, that's the one I was talking about! Why is it so strange, there are no customers in the store, and there are no waiters."

"Hehe, the owner of this store is a strange old man with a strange personality. I have set up a stall here for a long time, but I have never seen any customers in this store." The stall owner said in surprise.

There was a smile in Ling Hao's eyes. He was really curious about what was going on in this store.

"Muyang, let's go in and take a look."

The two walked into the shop, and a very cold breath came over their faces.

"The atmosphere in this shop is a bit weird, no wonder there are no customers!" Mu Yang said with a smile.

Ling and Hao nodded, "That's right. Let's see what this store sells first."

Mu Yang nodded, and the two of them started looking around in the shop.

After a while, a look of disappointment appeared in the eyes of both of them.

"No wonder there aren't any customers in this shop. All they sell are ordinary weapons, and there are no good medicines or special skills. The atmosphere in the shop is still so weird!" Mu Yang said with his mouth curled up.

"what is this?"

Ling Hao suddenly saw that there was a small bookshelf in a corner of the store, and there was a broken parchment on the bookshelf. He seemed to have seen it somewhere.

When Ling Hao picked up the parchment and glanced at it, a look of shock appeared in his eyes.

This isn't the same material as the map remnant he got from him when he killed Prince Yudong earlier.

Moreover, Ling Hao vaguely remembered that the terrain drawn on his residual map was just right for the one in his hand at the moment!

A doubt flashed in Ling Hao's heart, and just as he was about to take a closer look at the residual picture in his hand, a somewhat hoarse cold shout came from his ear.

"Boy, put down the thing in your hand, this thing is not for sale!"

Ling Hao turned his head, and saw an old man with a hunched back, a black robe and a hat on his head, so he couldn't see his face clearly, walking towards him slowly.

"Are you the owner of this shop?" Ling Hao looked at the old man with some doubts, and at the same time released his consciousness, wanting to check the old man's aura.

Suddenly, Ling Hao felt his breath froze.

"Boy, put away your spiritual knowledge, my old man, it's not worth your spiritual power to investigate!" The old man said in a deep voice.

Ling Hao withdrew his consciousness, not embarrassed, but looked at the old man with some surprise, "Old man, I want this fragmented picture. You can make a price."

The old man turned around lightly, walked to the counter not far from the door and sat down, "As I said, that item is not for sale. If you don't buy other items, you can go out now, this old store is closing!"

"Hey, old man, how can there be a shop? If the items in the shop are not for sale, you should make a price." Mu Yang said, he could see that Ling Hao really wanted this fragmented picture.

"Not for sale." The old man still looked indifferent, and started to fiddle with his own things on the counter, ignoring Ling Hao and the two of them.

There was a smile in Ling Hao's eyes, "Old man, you can make a price. I will definitely take this fragmented picture!"

The old man raised his head slowly, because of the angle, Ling Hao couldn't see the old man's face, only the coldness in the old man's eyes.

"Boy, take your life in exchange, are you willing?" the old man said coldly.

Ling Hao's expression was slightly condensed, and he said in a low voice, "It depends on whether you have the strength or not, kill me!"

"Humph!"

The old man let out a cold snort, and with a sudden wave of his arm, the door of the shop was closed.

There were no windows in the room, and it immediately became dark!
"Whoosh!"

The sound of spiritual power breaking through the sky followed.

Ling Hao smiled coldly, a faint golden light gushed out of his body, and when the whole room was illuminated, Ling Hao happened to see clearly the afterimage of the old man's body.

"So fast!" Ling Hao roared.

Then, an aura that Ling Hao was very familiar with erupted from the old man's body, and his figure instantly turned into afterimages in the void, and at the same time bombarded a wave of spiritual power, striking at Ling Hao.

Ling Hao's eyes widened, "Is it the breath of the Ancient Magic Sutra again?"

"Boy, do you know the Ancient Magic Sutra?" The old man said in shock, and at the same time guessed the identities of Ling Hao and the two of them.

Ling Hao smiled faintly, and the body of the immortal dragon began to work, and the aura condensed on him was like the purest energy in the ancient magic scriptures, the aura emanating from the fusion of some heaven and earth treasures.

"Boy, who are you? Could it be that you are the person sent by the Heavenly Demon Sect to hunt and kill me?" The old man roared angrily.

Ling Hao was stunned for a moment, Tianmomen?
The person in front of him really has some connection with Tianmomen!
Immediately, Ling Hao sneered, "That's right, our Tianmomen is a first-class force in the Wuhun Continent, how could we allow people like you to exist! Hall Master Kailong of the Tianmomen already knew you were here, so he specially sent me here deal with you!"

"Caron?"

Ling Hao saw the strong hatred in the eyes of the old man, "That damned bastard, is he still alive?"

"Bold, you dare to scold our Hall Master Kai Long, you are getting impatient, right?"

Ling Hao gathered his strength and roared.

"Hehe, scold him? If it weren't for him, how could I have been hiding here, and more than ten years have passed in a flash." The old man said angrily.

"Humph!"

Then, the old man snorted angrily, "I didn't expect the trash sent by Kairon to be so young, go to hell with me!"

A strange black devilish energy erupted from the old man, suddenly condensed into several figures in the void, turned into afterimages, and attacked Ling Hao at the same time.

When Ling Hao was still judging which one of the old man's figure was the real body, the old man's figure suddenly merged together, the speed was so fast that Ling Hao couldn't catch it with naked eyes.

Before Ling Hao had time to react, the figure had already rushed to Ling Hao's side, and slapped Ling Hao's abdomen with a palm.

"Ah."

Ling Hao snorted, his figure staggered a few steps, frowning and looking at this space.

"The martial arts of steps in the Ancient Magic Sutra!" A gleam flashed in Ling Hao's eyes!
"It's really great, I must get this set of martial arts!" Ling Hao said in a deep voice from the bottom of his heart.

Ling Hao also knows some more powerful footwork martial arts.

However, the ancient magic scriptures have integrated multiple sets of martial arts, and Ling Hao is currently cultivating the indestructible dragon body, and the energy he cultivates is similar to demonic energy.

The steps in practicing the Ancient Demon Sutra are the most suitable for Ling Hao's current situation!

"Kid, die!"

Ling Hao couldn't see the person, only heard his voice, the cold voice echoed in the void for a long time!
"Hehe." The corners of Ling Hao's mouth curled up suddenly, "Mu Yang, gather your Yangshen Nine Swords and bombard the void!"

"Ok!"

Mu Yang let out a low growl, and unleashed nine scorching spirit swords to sweep across the void, causing a series of scorching waves to surge in the entire void.

"呲呲."

Suddenly, Ling Hao heard an extremely small voice, even if he didn't pay attention, he couldn't hear this voice.

This is the sound made by the demon energy condensed on the old man hitting the energy of the Yangshen Sword.

The Yangshen Sword is a scorching weapon, the nemesis of Yin demons.

Although Mu Yang's strength is much worse than that of the old man, he can't bring any harm to the old man.

However, the Yangshen Nine Swords he attacked would still make the old man pass through the energy of the Yangshen Sword, and the demon energy would collide with the scorching energy, causing some fluctuations.

"It's now!" A gleam flashed in Ling Hao's eyes, and the Daluo fist was powerfully blasted out!
(End of this chapter)