Battle Dragon Lingshen

Chapter 147

Fountain of life!

The four words are like a curse, which makes everyone crazy. If there is not a fierce battle ahead, they will probably rush forward. The dragons derived from the fountain of life are no small matter, each of which has the cultivation base of Wuzong, and There are as many as nine, fighting with hundreds of powerful figures, and not losing the wind, it can be seen how terrifying their strength is.

Ao Yunlong looked around, and found that the huge space in front of him had already gathered densely packed fighters. Fortunately, the space was wide enough, and the forces that entered the cave before were almost gathered here. The Fountain of Life is a legendary treasure, and every force wanted to share some, so They joined together to form two groups, fighting against the dragon without interruption, the fight was inseparable.

Long Zun, who had been staying in Ao Yunlong's body, suddenly became active. Ao Yunlong felt that his body was abnormal, and he couldn't help communicating with Long Zun secretly, "Long Zun, what's wrong with you?"

Long Zun said excitedly: "Those flood dragons were conceived by the spring of life. After a long time of precipitation, they have already possessed intelligence and can be called the flood of life. They are still far away from the dragon of life, but they can Barely become the body of the deity!"

Ao Yunlong's face changed, and he asked secretly, "What are you going to do? Get a body? Haven't you been sealed all this time?"

Long Zun said unhappily: "Idiot, of course this deity knows that he is sealed, as long as he uses the secret method to separate part of his soul, seize the flood of life, ninety-nine return to one, and add a pool of life spring to nourish, it is enough for this deity to cultivate. Dragon of Life, when the time comes, part of the soul of this deity will be able to leave your body and roam the sky, hahaha, so this deity will go out personally this time."

After all, Long Zun was an omnipotent dragon god who roamed the nine heavens and ten places back then, even if there was only a remnant soul left, the methods were beyond Aoyunlong's imagination.

Ao Yunlong was a little worried and said: "Now all forces are on the side, don't expose yourself, those dragons are very powerful, be careful."

Long Zun didn't care and said: "I have my own sense of proportion, you kid can wait here with peace of mind."

As soon as Long Zun's voice fell, Ao Yunlong felt something draining from his body, and left from the bottom of his feet without a sound, and many Dharma powerhouses didn't feel it at all.

Long Zun separated part of his soul and sneaked towards the fountain of life, Ao Yunlong's heart couldn't help hanging.

Suddenly, a chill came from the passageway behind Aoyunlong and his group. An aura of destruction, death, erosion, and evil permeated the air, making Tianzun and others shudder. They called everyone to retreat to make a huge open space.

This aura was earth-shattering and frightened all directions. Tens of thousands of strong men looked at the exit of the cave.

The high-ranking Haori royal family and other powerful members also became vigilant.

The bull-headed horse opened the way, standing on both sides of the road, black and white impermanence appeared gorgeously, and the next one appeared was not the judge of Yin and Yang, but the five-color soul-eating insect, which was waving its wings and hovering in the air, so happy.

The judge of yin and yang appeared last, walking unhurriedly. When they saw the fountain of life, their eyes shone strangely, full of surprise and excitement.

Judge Yang smiled and said, "Sure enough, there is a fountain of life here. I didn't expect King Qinglian Wu to obtain such a treasure back then. It's really gratifying. I'm afraid there are so many fountains of life... Hehehe !"

Judge Yin's cold face finally melted, and he said with a hint of urgency: "One of the important tasks of our trip is the fountain of life, and we must not miss this matter."

Judge Yang nodded and said, "Don't worry, it's about the future of the underworld, I know what to do."

Yin judge is not talking, she is not good at communication, so she gives the right to speak to Yang judge.

Judge Yang stretched out his right arm and let out a whistle from his mouth. The five-color soul-eating worm hovered in the air and landed steadily on his arm. The way to train it to be your own beast pet.

The Five-Color Soul-Eating Insect exists above other Soul-Eating Insects. Its strength is comparable to that of Wu Zong.

Judge Yang walked up to Tianzun and the others, couldn't help but stop, and said kindly: "Inadvertently planting willows and willows into the shade, with you opening the way, it will be easy for us, so I won't embarrass you."

Tianzun and the others looked at each other with their hearts hanging in their throats. They knew what these people represented, and they existed like a taboo in the underworld.

Judge Yang glanced over Tianzun and the others, seeing their expressions of fear and awe, he couldn't help but smile, and continued to walk forward, stood in front, stopped, looked around like lightning, and said kindly: "The ghost gate of the underworld came uninvited. , please forgive me.”

After a brief silence, there was an uproar among many family forces present. The ghost gate of the underworld has been passed down to this day. It is said that it has been passed down for thousands of years. Not only did the Haori Dynasty exist, but other dynasties also existed.

Such a huge monster is also coveting the treasures of King Wu's tomb. The faces of all the masters present were solemn, their brows were furrowed, and there was a lot of discussion, constantly speculating about the ghosts of the underworld.

Judge Yang suddenly erupted with Wu Zong's coercion, covering the world, and the life dragons who were fighting with hundreds of Dharma powerhouses were also startled. They straightened up and locked on Judge Yang one after another.

Judge Yang sneered, his face changed, and he said coldly, "I want half of the fountain of life, and anyone who has an opinion can stand up and raise it!"

As soon as Judge Yang's words came out, there was an uproar, and everyone was very angry. The ghost gate of the underworld is really overbearing, and it is too much to ask for half of the fountain of life when it comes up.

There was a lot of discussion among the people, and some hot-tempered strongmen refused to accept the account of the ghosts of the underworld, and stood up to reason with Judge Yang.

"No, there are hundreds of forces present, how to divide the remaining half, the ghost gate of the underworld is powerful, and it can't be so unreasonable."

"Don't make people angry, half of the fountain of life is absolutely impossible."

"Yes, if you work together, you don't have to be afraid of the ghost gates of the underworld. It is said that they are very powerful and are known as the messengers of hell. No one knows the truth."

"The gate of hell... Hmph, Zhou Peng and I are not afraid of you..."

"The Hell Ghost Sect hasn't been born for almost ten years. Once it comes out, it's so overbearing, leaving no room for it. It's really hard to convince the public."

"This brother is right, we don't accept it!"

"Dissatisfied!"

"The ghost gate of the underworld is no longer famous, and we are not afraid at all."

"It's a big deal. For the fountain of life, any price is worth it."

……

There are always some people who are not afraid of death and jump out. The sect forces behind them can't hold back, and the ignorant are fearless. They have successfully aroused Wu Zong's anger. It is true that Judge Yang is angry, his face is colder than before, and his eyes are even colder. With a touch of human emotion, he said coldly: "Hehehe, that's really good. So many people have opinions on the ghost gate of the underworld. If that's the case, you all go to hell to plead your case!"

Judge Yang stretched out his left hand, cast a supernatural power and secret method to lock all jumping people, and clenched his fist without hesitation. More than [-] powerful warriors froze, squeezed by the surrounding air, and their bones melted into a ball of paste, offending the ghosts of the underworld. door, there is only one end-death!

(End of this chapter)