Touching the grave and shocking the marriage, the coffin man came up on the couch

Chapter 110 Yin Yang Nine Sha Arrows

Long Qingjue's eyes froze, he couldn't believe the huge monster in front of him.

"Xuanwu!"

"Xuanwu is called a turtle and snake. It is located in the north, so it is called Xuanwu. It has scales on its body, so it is called Wu."

Long Qingjue almost blurted out, and then he slowly stepped back, looking at it vigilantly.

How could there be ancient mythical beast Xuanwu here?Could it be that the ghost king has reached the heights of the heavens and the earth and can attract the beasts?

This is not easy, with his back and front facing the enemy, his chances of winning can be said to be zero at this time.

"Nine evil arrows have identified you, could it be that you are the nine sons of the dragon clan?"

The mellow voice came with great force, it was Xuanwu who was speaking.

"Nine evil arrows?" Long Qingjue frowned, not knowing why, but after a silver light shot into his eyes, he looked at the arrow feathers in his hand in surprise.

The arrow appeared in a blue and transparent shape, like a clear river, filled with icy air, and the light-colored silver light shimmered and rolled around the arrow.

Long Qingjue's eyes flickered slightly, and his slender fingertips slowly slid across Gong Xuan.

boom--

A mercury-colored sword pierced through the air, and then the skull that had rushed over instantly exploded and shattered into pieces!
Almost instantly!Not even scum left.

With such power, even Long Qingjue, who has always been calm, couldn't help but widen his eyes.

Amazing!
"Hahaha, it really is the ninth son of the Dragon Clan. I have been looking for you for a long time, and I finally waited for you!"

Xuanwu's voice struck again, and then its huge body was fully revealed, with a turtle body and a snake head, majestic and oppressive, it is indeed one of the ancient mythical beasts!

"Owner!"

Xuanwu's front legs were half bent, and his whole body unexpectedly knelt in front of Long Qingjue, bowing down to a loyal dog and bowing down to his most trusted master.

"I'm your master?" Although he couldn't believe it, the aura in Long Qingjue's eyes was as natural as it was.

"Master, please let me follow you!"

Xuanwu bowed his head and answered very sincerely.

Long Qingjue's eyes narrowed slightly, his thin lips were gently outlined, and under the light of the silver light, his handsome silhouette was like a blood poppy blooming in the ice, full of fatal temptation.

"Okay, kill the ghost king!"

"obey"

With a roar, Xuanwu's huge body was submerged in the black mist.

The thick black mist cut off the ghost king's miserable roar and Xuanwu's ferocious roar.

Long Qingjue covered the wound on his chest, stood up slowly, and looked at the very familiar bow and arrow in his hand.

His eyes narrowed slightly, why did he feel that this thing was inexplicably familiar?
"Yin Yang Jiusha Arrow is a symbol of the Dragon Race"

A deep and powerful voice suddenly rang in his ears, and Long Qingjue looked around quickly.

nobody!
Could it be that this voice sounded from his own head?

"Yin Yang Jiusha Arrow? The Nine Sons of the Dragon Clan? Could it be him? Is he the Nine Sons of the Dragon Clan?"

Gently rubbing the arrows, information about the Yin-Yang Nine-Shadow Arrow kept coming out of my mind. The Yin-Yang Nine-Shadow Arrow is a refining method taught by Zhang Daoling, the patriarch of Zhengdao thousands of years ago. Zhang Daoling was the founder of Wudou Rice Dao People, even revered as the patriarchs of Taoism, are practitioners who can even violate the laws of heaven and earth, and truly step into the realm of immortals!
Moreover, it is rumored that this Zhang Daoling is the ancestor of the Dragon Clan, and it has been passed down to the present day. If the Long Family is the descendant of the Dragon Clan, and it happens to be the ninth generation in his generation, it means that he is the ninth son of the Dragon Clan!

No wonder this arrow shot out of the air when he was in danger, and then Xuanwu, who was guarding the arrow, also recognized the master.

The sky is endless and my dragon is clear!
"Woo! I didn't expect you to be the son of the nine clans, I didn't expect you to be the son of the nine clans!"

Just when Long Qingjue was in a daze, the Ghost King's last roar came from the black mist. Long Qingjue narrowed his eyes, and a trace of bloodthirsty flashed across the deep eyes.

Raising his bow, he clenched his hands tightly, and then he hooked his hand forward, and a bolt of lightning emerged from his palm.

"Tiangang Divine Dao Nine Thunder Secret Art!"

The thunder and lightning appeared in an instant, and it was thrown in the direction of the ghost king's roar!But the Ghost King didn't even have the last chance to breathe, so he turned into black smoke and disappeared into the black mist.

Long Qingjue looked at the black mist that had lost its owner and ran around, and raised his palm.

Immediately, a blood-red vortex appeared in the center of the palm, and that vortex possessed a huge suction force. In a short while, all the ghost energy of the black mist was sucked into Long Qingjue's body.

The handsome face instantly turned into an extremely ferocious grimace with teeth and claws, but after a while, the sharp-edged outline was restored.

"Congratulations, master, you have obtained a thousand-year ghost body!"

Long Qing never spoke, just glanced at Xuanwu lightly, then he walked slowly to the side of the half-decomposed corpse, and looked down at the powerful ghostly energy wrapped around his palm.

Thinking of how Leng Ran would take risks in order to help her resurrect, if she gave up the hope of resurrection, wouldn't everything she did be in vain?There is also Qingxiu, and Jiuyubai, the blood feud of the dragon clan, his ghost body will not fuse with any flesh and blood except his own body, so the body cannot be destroyed.

Closing his eyes and opening them again, Long Qingjue's eyes were full of rupture.

"Master, you..."

Seeing Long Qingjue transform into a cloud of black air and quickly ingest it into the rotting corpse, Xuanwu was startled and hurried over.

A surprising scene happened.

The half-decomposed corpse slowly stopped decaying under the injection of the powerful ghost body, and then slowly recovered, even the corpse spots disappeared without a trace!
Xuanwu was horrified, this is how powerful the ghost body is to have such power, it turned decay into flesh, although it was short-lived, it has already amazed even this divine beast.

It's no loss that it's the master, it's too powerful!

After being swallowed by Long Qingjue, the ghost energy slowly dissipated. When Long Qingjue opened his eyes, a smear of purple light flashed across the sky. With a wave of his robe, the purple light was sucked in by him.

It was a boxy purple gold wooden box that looked like a coffin, and the box was opened.

Sure enough, lying quietly inside was a small purple gold coffin with fine workmanship and a strange glint. Long Qingjue slightly hooked the corner of his mouth, and got the small purple gold coffin!
"Raner"

A soft call, mixed with too much strong emotion, actually made the cold air around slowly warm up.

Leng Ran, who was originally limp on the ground and lost her soul, trembled uncontrollably when she heard the call. When she looked up at Long Qingjue who was slowly approaching, her body froze completely, but her tears were still flowing. Can't help but fall big and big.

With a distance of a few steps, Leng Ran and Long Qingjue seem to be separated by a galaxy, one on this side and the other on the other, but these still act as their obstacles, and their eyes are closely locked. Locking each other, without blinking, as if every second passed, a century passed, and every glance seemed to meet in the next life.

Second by second, life after life, they just stopped and looked at each other.

Such a handsome face, a flawless contour like a knife, a slight frown, or a subtle look in the eyes, all affect Leng Ran's heart. It took root, and she couldn't pull it out, and she didn't want to pull it out.

Leng Ran just looked at Long Qingjue quietly, smiling like a flower with pear blossoms in the rain.

Pulling out her legs and crossing the Milky Way, the tears in the corners of Leng Ran's eyes scattered with her footsteps, but her steps were so urgent and fast, she quickly rushed to Long Qingjue, where was the place she had never dreamed of in her life. Depending on what you love.

Long Qingjue opened his hands, and closed them tightly at the moment Leng Ran rushed towards him, wishing to rub Leng Ran into his flesh and blood body, so as not to let her have the slightest worry and fear.

Leng Ran flung herself into Long Qingjue's arms, crying uncontrollably.

At the moment Long Qingjue rushed into the black mist, she was really scared, scared like never before, afraid that something would happen to Long Qingjue, afraid that she would lose him.

She would rather not have the whole world, and she also wants Long Qingjue to live well.

"Long Qingjue, please, please don't have anything to do, please live well..."

Long Qingjue curled his lips into a smile, gently cupped her pear-blossoming rainy cheeks with his slender and thin fingertips, his deep black eyes shone like starlight, their brilliance flowed, bright and moving.

Bowing his head, Long Qingjue precisely kissed the crystal clear teardrops in the corner of Leng Ran's eyes, and softly comforted him, "Fool, with you here, how could I be willing to let myself have something to do."

Leng Ran buried her face in Long Qingjue's chest, nodded desperately, and couldn't say a word for a while.

Duli furiously wanted to rush over and slap Long Qingjue away, but the giant Xuanwu was staring at him, making him dare not make any mistakes.

This Long Qingjue found such a powerful guy in such a short period of time, it really is... unlucky!

Duli exploded furiously, but he had no choice but to try to kill Long Qingjue with fierce eyes.

But Gu Qingmiao was so angry at the scene of the two embracing each other affectionately that she was about to go crazy. She never expected that Long Qingjue would care so much about this bitch woman. A stinky civet cat stopped her, causing her to lose her good chance.

Leng Ran, I, Gu Qingmiao, and you Liangzi are finally married, I won't let you off easily, just wait and see!
In the depths of the ancient tomb, in a dark corner, a handsome man dressed in white, with a pair of phoenix eyes, stared at the scene not far away, the expression on his face changed from shock to gnashing of teeth, and the corners of his lips raised a trace of sarcasm sneer.

He originally wanted to see how Long Qingjue died, but he didn't expect that he killed the ghost king and made the ancient divine beast Xuanwu his own divine beast!
The fist in his sleeve was clenched tightly, it seemed that he couldn't just sit still.

Divine Beast!He must find the ghost body and the physical body as soon as possible.

Otherwise, the gap between Long Qingjue and Long Qingjue will only get farther and farther away, and that woman will also get farther and farther away from him. He absolutely will not tolerate such a thing happening!

Finally, he took a deep look at the woman in Long Qingjue's arms who was smiling like a flower, and then looked at Long Qingjue, Jiu Yubai narrowed his eyes, his eyes were extremely dangerous.

The corners of Long Qingjue's eyes twitched slightly as he embraced Leng Ran, he could feel the aura hidden in the darkness, it was very familiar, and he didn't need to guess who it was.

(End of this chapter)