The sword disk transformed from the sword of spiritual energy flashed nimbly at the place where Yun Zhanyi was about to land, lifting her up into the sky.

In the blink of an eye, Yun Zhanyi had jumped to the ancient dragon's skull.

The skull lying on the ground alone is half the size of the Tianhe Sect, and it is as high as a mountain peak. However, none of these have been discovered by anyone. Various sects of beast cultivators come and go in the Guanyun Mountains, and no one

Entering this Dragon Bone Cemetery can only mean one thing.

This is actually a secret realm, a secret realm transformed into Yinglong's illusion after his fall.

They were directly transported into Yinglong's secret realm by the Vientiane Phantom Array!

As expected of the Vientiane Phantom Spirit Array, as long as there is a chance, it can teleport people even to the ends of the earth.

If you think about it carefully, her encounter with Yinglong back then was precisely because the Vientiane Phantom Spirit Array transported Yinglong, who was still in the fourth level, into her glazed illusion.

Later, Yun Zhanyi named him and asked him to accompany him. He named him Shuanghong, because Yinglong's whole body was silver and only a few scales on the back of his neck were bright red.

A hundred years before Yun Zhanyi's ascension, the Yinglong tribe had just reached a once-in-a-thousand-year breeding period. Dragon breeding was extremely difficult. The breeding period was only a hundred years, and there might not even be a single dragon egg born during the entire breeding period.

Although Shuanghong wanted to stay with Yun Zhanyi, she was persuaded to return to the tribe.

I thought it was just a temporary farewell. Who could have imagined that when we meet again, I will be her body and become a grave of bones.

Maybe this is because things in the world are unpredictable and the way of heaven is unpredictable.

Yun Zhanyi suppressed his sadness and slowly stopped at the cave-like bone eye sockets.

She felt a subtle fluctuation from here.

The children's cries were no longer heard as she fell.

What followed was an overwhelming killing intent.

It's very turbulent, but... not too strong.

Yun Zhanyi gently waved his sword and dissolved the spiritual energy.

Could it be...could it be...

She had a vague guess in her mind, but she didn't dare to take it seriously, fearing that her joy would be in vain. However, the heartbeat in her chest could not be deceived.

Yun Zhanyi walked a few steps quickly and then turned to a trot. The increasingly strong spiritual pressure brought the wind and hit Yun Zhanyi, but she was thrown away.

right here!

She raised the Dragon Sword high and shouted: "Broken!"

Snapped!

Snap!

Countless shattering sounds came out of thin air. Although invisible to the naked eye, Yun Zhanyi knew that these were the sounds of shattering illusion spells.

"Don't come here!" A young consciousness swept across Yun Zhanyi's sea of ​​consciousness, and her eyes widened.

Really are.

Really are!

Accompanying the consciousness was a group of tiny human cubs.

She is pink, tender and delicate, wearing a pink skirt and looks no more than three years old.

But Yun Zhanyi knew that this was just a transformation.

She is...she is...!

She threw the Longming Sword aside, squatted down, and approached the cub at an angle that was almost eye-level: "Don't be afraid." jj.br

Her consciousness comforted the cub that started crying again: "Open your eyes and look at me."

"No, no, no!" The cub tried harder to bunch himself up, as if this way he would not be seen, "Ouch! Ouch!"

The little dragon's tail that she couldn't hide was flapping from side to side, as if to intimidate Yun Zhanyi.

Yun Zhanyi's face was filled with joy and sadness. She did not move forward, but continued to communicate with the cub patiently: "Good boy, little Yinglong, open your eyes and take a look at my sword spirit."

Upon hearing the word "Jian Po", the cub's dragon tail twitched and seemed to hesitate.

"It's blue, azure and transparent. Don't you want to see it? The sword soul of the Sword Emperor."

The dragon's tail suddenly froze, and the cub lifted its little head from its fleshy arms bit by bit, and glanced at Yun Zhanyi's soul in disbelief.

"It's...it's really..."

Under the illusory huge tree of life, the slender blue sword was still very clear even though the sword body was broken into pieces.

The cub pursed its lips, its fleshy face trembled twice, and then burst into tears. While crying, it ran towards Yun Zhanyi with its fleshy and short legs.

"Your Majesty, yes, it's your Majesty, wow!"

Yun Zhanyi hugged the whole cub into his arms, then stood up and reached out to wipe her tears: "I'm sorry, I came too late."

The cub was crying and hiccupping. Yun Zhanyi gently stroked her back and glanced worriedly outside the skull.

Because Xiao Yinglong lost control of his emotions, the neighborhood may have suffered a big disaster.

She waited patiently for the cub to get tired of crying, then touched her head and asked, "Come with me."

"Well, well, well," the cub sniffed, "I, I have been waiting for you, Your Majesty..."

Yun Zhanyi sat on the floor, let her sit on his lap, pulled a piece of his clothes, and wiped her tears and nose: "Well, I've been waiting for a long time."

"Mother, mother," the cub pursed his lips again, "wuwu...mother is dead..."

"Well..." Yun Zhanyi lowered his head and kissed her hair, "I know."

Therefore, it was impossible for Shuanghong to make her wait here.

If Shuanghong had known that she might still be alive, she would never have been martyred.

"Didn't the Dragon Clan come looking for you?"

"Huh?" The cub looked up at her in confusion, his little face red from crying. Looking at her expression, Yun Zhanyi knew that this child probably didn't even know what the Dragon Clan was.

It's not convenient to ask too many questions here. After all, there are three young people outside. It would be better for them to leave the Dragon Bone Cemetery as soon as possible.

"Follow me?"

Hearing Yun Zhanyi's question, the cub nodded repeatedly: "Yeah! I want to follow, follow your Majesty!"

Yun Zhanyi picked her up, turned around and looked at the dragon bone again, jumped lightly, opened the sword array again, and returned to Tu Rong's side after a short while.

From a distance, I saw them marching in place. Yun Zhanyi whistled lightly, and the next second, the ghost step formation dispersed.

"Your Majesty!" Tu Rong couldn't help but widen his eyes when he saw the baby in her arms, and even rubbed it, for fear that he had seen it wrong, "Yinglong cub?"

"It's, it's not a cub!" The cub scratched its neck, tears welled up in its big eyes again, and it seemed like it was about to cry in the next second.

Yun Zhanyi pressed her little head into his arms, gave Tu Rong a look, and asked, "What's your name?"

"I, I don't have a name..."

Yun Zhanyi thought for a while: "Taotao, from now on you will be called Taotao."

The cub's face is pink and soft, really like a ripe peach.

Then he said to Tu Rong: "I'm afraid this is Yinglong's secret realm, and we can't stay for a long time."

Before he finished speaking, he saw Taotao in his arms grinning at Xia Zhi, the dragon's tail twitching wildly, and Yun Zhanyi almost didn't even hug her.

Xia Zhi subconsciously stepped back behind Tu Rong, but it was already too late. He was still affected. Yun Zhanyi quickly held down Taotao and said, "Good boy."

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" Xia Zhi wiped the blood from her ears, "Why are you targeting me only?"

Yun Xiangye glanced at Taotao.

When the cub looked at her, there was no hostility at all, and there was only curiosity in its big black grape-like eyes.

Yun Zhanyi took the bracelet handed over by Tu Rong, tried to put Taotao into the illusion and sighed after failing.

Also, although Taotao is a Yinglong cub and has almost never taken the initiative to practice, she is still a dragon, and it is impossible to enter the fantasy world of Yingzhao.

This is not to embarrass Taotao, this is to embarrass Yingzhao.

"Leave here first." Yun Zhanyi said to Hongyao again, "You guys should take more care of Xia Zhi."

Tu Rong gathered the young people together, flicked his sleeves, and a formation talisman flashed out.

If they leave, they will naturally no longer be able to use the Vientiane Phantom Formation. Before Tu Rong came, he had already made preparations in the small courtyard. Once the formation was launched here, the whole family could pass it out together.

only--

A burst of light flashed.

They did not return to the small courtyard of Tianhe Sect, but were transported to a strange place.

No, it's not very strange either.

Tu Rong looked at the scene in front of him speechlessly. Just as he was about to open his mouth, Yun Zhanyi held him down.

Don't ask, she is also speechless.

Who would have thought that they would be teleported back to their original place!
To be continued...