A soul card on a stone case deep in this cave broke into two halves.

If you look closely, you will find that there are two words Qin Dan on it.

The soul card has been broken and Qin Dan has completely disappeared. No wonder his father is so sad.

"Swish swish swish swish..." Several winds flashed, and half of the Nascent Soul Masters from Xuanjian Sect gathered outside the cave entrance.

The grief continued for a whole cup of tea and still remained unstoppable.

"Junior Brother Qin? What happened? Can Senior Brother enter?"

"Please come in!"

After all, Qin Dan, the head of the Heavenly Artifact Palace, Qin Huan, is about to advance to the late stage of the Nascent Soul. After the depression in his chest was released, even though the parent-children were damaged, the brothers of the various halls came outside. Qin Huan calmed down and his eyes were hoarse, "No problem, I'm sorry, I'm worried about you."

Footsteps sounded.

"Ah, Senior Brother Qin, what's wrong with you? Isn't it safe to advance to the late stage of the Nascent Soul?" Suddenly, a voice said in surprise.

Everyone felt Qin Huan's breath and his expression changed. Not only did they have any signs of advancing to the late stage of the Nascent Soul realm. They felt it slightly, as if they were as if they were in a devil. The true energy in their bodies was raging. Even their smooth forehead had wrinkles, and they also aged instantly, and their hair was gray.

"Look at that..." At this moment, someone finally realized something was wrong, touched the person around him and pointed at the broken soul card and said.

"What about Qin Dan's virtuous nephew..."

Qin Huan said dejectedly: "The dog son met the evil dragon in Wanchong Mountain!"

As soon as this sentence came out, everyone present changed their expressions.

"Qin Dan is full of my Xuanjian Sect treasure. He has a soul protection from Senior Brother Qin. It is difficult for ordinary people at the middle level of the Nascent Soul..."

Qin Huan shook his head: "The situation of the evil dragon is not like that released by his sect. Even if my junior brother, my sword of divine thought seriously injured the evil dragon again, it cannot truly destroy its soul!"

Speaking of this, Qin Huan's eyes flashed with a cold light and he said coldly: "Xuanshe, you go to Wanchong Mountain. If you may, bring Dan'er's corpse back!"

"Yes, master!" said the uncle Lian behind Qin Huan.

"Wait, let me go with you, brother. If the evil dragon is not dead, even if you and I, the Nascent Soul cultivator, will try to kill him to avenge his nephew. If the evil dragon is killed, my Xuanjian Sect's magic weapon is not something that people from his sect can possess at will!"

A monk with an average cultivation level as much as Qin Huan said.

Everyone nodded, and after the mysterious snake bowed to each other, they fled out.

"I'm sorry, brothers, I'm fine!" Qin Huan shook his hands at everyone, headed towards the stone table, stretched out his trembling hands and held the broken soul card on his face and rubbed it.

Somewhere in Wanzhong Mountain.

After a wave, Yi Qiu flashed outside the fire that the evil dragon sprayed. When he looked back, he saw that the shattered corpse of Qin Dan had been burned into dust under the white flames of the evil dragon. He could no longer tell where the gravel was, and where the ashes were.

Then he looked at the evil dragon, shook his hands, and looked coldly.

Although the evil dragon was a thousand feet tall at this time, there were almost no intact parts on its body. Under the sword of Qin Huan's divine thoughts, thick black blood kept flowing from the corners of the eyes and mouth.

The broken body kept curling and trembling, and his blood-lit eyes stared at Yi Qiu.

He opened his mouth wide, and as long as Yi Qiu moved slightly, the evil dragon seemed to go up and swallow Yi Qiu in one mouthful.

Yi Qiu smiled faintly and said warmly to her side: "Thank you for your hard work!"

Little petals suddenly appeared and flew beside Yi Qiu, and at the same time, a graceful figure appeared beside him.

He looked at Yi Qiu with a light yellow dress and a beautiful smile, and held a bud that seemed to be in bud in his hand, but from the breath emitted from it, it could be felt that this seemed to be a magic weapon.

Isn’t this person the one who has the Blood Evil Heart and Soul Curse with Yi Qiu or someone else? And the aura emitted by Wen Renxiang is much stronger than when she saw it last time. She has advanced to the middle level of the Nascent Soul in such a short time!

"Hiss..." When the evil dragon saw the smell of the fragrance suddenly appeared beside Yi Qiu, his cruel eyes widened even wider. Then his entire body, which was nearly a thousand feet tall, moved, turned around and rushed out.

"Do you still want to escape now?" It seemed like the words in the lover's ear, extremely gentle and beautiful.

As Yi Qiu sneered, the body of the evil dragon moved, and then smelled the fragrance of others and then came first: with a gentle wave of the flowers in his hand, the strange fragrance came, and the flowers actually appeared around the evil dragon out of thin air.

Each flower was originally a bud. When the fragrance of the smell of people, the flowers were dismantled, and these buds slowly set off. After they were fully blooming, each petal separated. Then a flash of inspiration turned into buds...

"Ho huh..."

As these flowers fell, the evil dragon, which was about to escape, landed on the ground with these flowers.

The seemingly light petals seemed to have infinite power, pressing down the body of the evil dragon's escape.

"roar……"

The evil dragon roared, and without caring about the trembling body, he no longer cared about the demon soul severely damaged by Qin Huan's divine thoughts. He opened his mouth, a red and white light flashed, and a cluster of red and white flames burned towards the flowers that were illusory and illusory.

"Hearing..." sound, the transformed flowers withered and turned into ashes and drifted in the wind like real existence under the red and white fire emitted by the evil dragon.

Seeing this, the evil dragon was effective, and the roaring fires burst out and burned around.

Seeing this, Wen Renxiang's expression changed slightly. She pinched her hands and cut the flowers in her hands into the evil dragon's terrified eyes and fell on her forehead.

It was like taking root, and then the flowers continued to spread and spread. The branches and leaves wrapped the evil dragons around them. A flash of spiritual light flashed on the branches and leaves, and countless flowers floated towards the evil dragons one by one.

The evil dragon opened its mouth and bit it again, half of the branches and leaves were bitten by it, and then a mouthful of red and white flames were sprayed out, and half of the flowers turned into ashes again.

However, under the cultivation level of Wenrenxiang at the middle level of the Nascent Soul, he can use this Hundred Flowers to destroy it with all his strength. How could the evil dragon, whose souls are seriously injured, be able to defeat it?

The evil dragon rushed left and right, rolling and constantly defeated the branches and leaves that were transformed from Baihua Demolition, but in the end it was still unable to escape.

Although Wen Renxiang's face still had the same smile, she didn't seem to have the extra power to kill the evil dragon, and she just tied it up tightly.

This evil dragon is really extraordinary. At that time, dozens of Nascent Soul masters of different levels escaped their lives. Although they were seriously injured, they were not something that ordinary Nascent Soul could kill.

After that, during the repeated battles of Wanchong Mountain, his injuries seemed to have recovered a little. Despite this, the evil dragon did not dare to escape from Wanchong Mountain.

Although it was outside the Wanzhong Mountain, due to the Ten Thousand Demon Emperor, ordinary Nascent Soul cultivators did not dare to take action at will, so various golden elixir monks came here to hunt evil dragons.

I'm afraid that half of the golden elixir monks who met the evil dragon had already died. The Sword of the Divine Thoughts of Qin Dan's father had angered attack. Although he could not kill the already seriously injured evil dragon with one sword, the Sword of the Divine Thoughts specializes in the Divine Soul.

Even though the evil dragon was a fifth-level monster, it was once again severely damaged by the powerful blow of the hatred of his son.

This is true for the injuries outside the body and the injuries of the soul. With Wenrenxiang's mid-level cultivation level of the Nascent Soul, he still cannot kill him, so he can only bind him.

In this way, we can see how fierce this evil dragon is.

Yi Qiu looked at Wen Renxiang, moved one hand, and then a small mirror appeared in his left hand and a small sword in his right hand.

Seeing this, Wen Renxiang shook her head: "It's useless. If these magic weapons are used by the Nascent Soul cultivator, they can truly kill this evil dragon. If you use them, you will not cause much damage to this level of evil dragon!"

When one of them heard this, his face suddenly became ugly: "What if I detonate these magic weapons?"

Wen Renxiang looked at Yi Qiu with a side face, as if she was looking at a naughty child and said with a gentle smile: "Even if you self-destruct the magic weapon, its power is different in the hands of a cultivator who has no cultivation level. Even if you self-destruct the magic weapon and kill the evil dragon, I think there is nothing left in the body of the evil dragon demon pill..."

It seemed that when Yi Qiu smelled the fragrance of a person, the evil dragon's roar became shrill again.

When Wenrenxiang saw this, his expression changed.

"No, this evil dragon is going to die with us!"

As soon as this sentence came out, the evil dragon suddenly gave up all resistance. A black light flashed above his head, and a black shadow floated out from his head, but it was a small evil dragon about a foot wide, black and red.

Then the evil dragon opened its mouth again, and two beads with huge fluctuations, one red and one black, flew out, flashing towards the evil dragon demon soul about a foot wide.

"Go behind me and put on the armor magic weapon. Even the fifth-level monster self-destructs the demon pills!" Wen Renxiang said anxiously.

After speaking, Yi Qiu saw that there was no abnormal movement in his appearance. Just as he was about to say something, he suddenly saw a golden light flashing in Yi Qiu's hand, holding a golden token.

"You are..."

Yi Qiu turned his head and smiled at Wen Renxiang: "You and I have a life-related relationship. If this evil dragon really explodes and avoids it, what's the difference between avoiding it?"

After speaking, he grabbed the golden token in his hand and the magic power in his hand flew into the golden token.

In the shock of Wen Renxiang, a token of overwhelming pressure was sent out from then on, blending into the evil dragon demon pill and the demon soul, and pressing down when it was about to explode.

"This? Is this actually the power of the Mahayana?" Wen Renxiang was shocked.

Yi Qiu did not answer, and the token in his hand shone brightly, and at the same time, a pure gold word "Ling" slowly floated up.

With a light "puff", the Mahayana power emitted by this token surged towards the evil dragon. The demon elixir and demon soul that had already merged together instantly split into two, and one flashed into the body of the evil dragon below.

Then he looked at the token in Yi Qiu's hand. Under the pressure from the token, the evil dragon remained motionless, and his cruel eyes shot out of despair and extreme horror.

The hands holding the token were trembling. In addition to the overwhelming pressure of the Mahayana, the word "Tang" that had just risen was also slowly rising.
Chapter completed!