Feng Wuchen's heart sank.
This is troublesome!
The sounds coming from under the canyon were so dense that it made people's scalp numb. There must be tens of thousands of monsters down here, and there are even existences at the level of celestial monsters among them!
He didn't know if he would get the treasure if he went down there, but he was probably safe if he was torn into pieces by five horses.
Feng Wuchen pondered for a moment and suddenly thought of something.
As his thoughts moved, golden light flashed, and Jiuxie appeared in front of him.
"These monsters at the bottom of the valley, can you suppress them with the power of your blood?"
"Woooo..."
Jixie whined twice and began to shake his head crazily.
"That's it!" Feng Wuchen sighed: "Okay!"
Immediately, Jiuxie was taken back to Longyuan.
Although there is talk of bloodline suppression among monster beasts.
But this kind of suppression is only effective in the face of monsters with low intelligence.
And the spiritual intelligence of the beings at the level of the heavenly demon is already comparable to that of the human race. How can it be suppressed by the pure power of blood?
Although the evil spirit has noble blood and a very high growth limit, it is still just a cub, and its strength is at most equivalent to a fourth-level monster.
This kind of existence is a natural tonic in front of some great demons.
Devouring it can not only improve your cultivation, but can even advance your bloodline.
Therefore, taking it down now and facing the demon at the bottom of the valley is simply asking for death!
"well……"
Feng Wuchen sighed!
This feeling is like a beggar who has been hungry for a long time, looking at the delicacies in the tiger cage, just a stone's throw away, but can't get it!
If you want to descend into the abyss, you must at least wait until the evil-proofing breaks through to the level of a heavenly demon!
At that time, the power of his bloodline will have an overwhelming advantage in front of the other heavenly demons.
In desperation, Feng Wuchen moved along the side of the canyon, intending to find a way out.
If the treasure is not found, you will still be trapped in this useless place.
place, that would be troublesome!
I don't know how long this canyon is. Feng Wuchen walked along it for more than half a month and still didn't reach the end.
And from time to time, there will be existences at the level of celestial demons who want to break through the shackles of the abyss and go to the outside world.
Every time this happened, the seals on both sides would activate, pushing them back the way they came.
Fortunately, these days of Feng Wuchen are not without success.
At least every time the demons riot, many spiritual crystals and weapons will be brought out from the abyss.
He has made a fortune in the past half month, and many of his Nai Rings are filled to the brim. There are thousands of spiritual crystals alone, worth hundreds of millions!
I remember that when they were in Luofeng City, the brother and sister had to live on a few hundred gold coins.
Unexpectedly, in less than half a year, his wealth could already buy ten Luofeng cities.
After walking along the abyss for an unknown amount of time, Feng Wuchen finally saw the end.
I saw an extremely majestic hall in the sky in the distance. The smoke was lingering under the hall, and at a glance, it seemed as if it was in the sky.
Feng Wuchen moved his nose and frowned as he smelled the fishy smell getting stronger.
Although this Dragon Palace is a realm of its own, there are no sun, moon or stars, there is no distinction between cold and warm, and there is not even a drop of water.
How can clouds and fog be produced?
Everything under the main hall is probably full of miasma!
A misty miasma has formed!
Realizing that the main hall was not simple, Feng Wuchen did not hesitate, quickened his pace and walked in its direction.
After another two days, Feng Wuchen finally climbed up the mountain and saw the whole hall clearly.
Although this hall has been dilapidated over time, its majestic skeleton is still there, and it is not difficult to see its former glory.
and
The closer Feng Wuchen got, the more frightened he became.
I saw that there were many bones along the way near the main hall.
The bones stretch for miles and tens of thousands.
This grand occasion was even worse than that in the underground palace where the seal was sealed to ward off evil spirits.
What puzzles Feng Wuchen is, isn't this Dragon Palace's secret treasure a prison for the demon clan?
However, most of these bones are from the human race!
Follow the bones until you reach the door of the main hall.
I saw a dozen figures standing in front of them, all kneeling, with their heads lowered, facing the path of bones behind them.
Their postures seemed to be atonement to these dead bones.
When Feng Wuchen approached, he saw that those in front of the main hall were all mummified corpses.
However, none of them are truly human beings. Although they have human bodies, they all have more or less characteristics of the demon clan.
This made Feng Wuchen even more surprised!
Can practice to the point of transforming into another form!
At least he is a seventh-level demon king!
The seventh level demon king!
That is equivalent to the existence of the human race's creation realm.
Not to mention a dozen, even one is enough to defeat the current Yunzhou in the Eastern Region!
Moreover, among the dozens of mummies, one or two have lost 90% of their demonic characteristics.
This means that they are likely to be eighth-level demon kings!
However, so many strong men all died here, kneeling down. Who must be the strong man who killed them back then?
Does such a thing really exist in the spiritual martial world?
Feng Wuchen bypassed the mummy and walked to the gate.
He pushed gently.
"Boom!"
With a loud bang, the door opened.
A strong breath of time came to my face, and at the same time,
It is also accompanied by a fishy smell that is ten times stronger than the outside world.
And saw the scene in the main hall.
Feng Wuchen actually fell into petrification for a short time.
The main hall was much more spacious than he imagined, with no layers or partitions.
There is nothing superfluous except for a few supporting pillars.
In the center of the hall, there is a long white bone.
The body of this white bone is about a hundred feet long, with four bone claws on its body. Its head is huge, with two dragon horns standing on the top. On the skull between the two dragon horns, an ancient sword covered with rust is inserted.
As expected, when it fell, it was this sword that gave it a fatal blow.
This skeleton remained dead, and streams of mist emitted from its bones.
It turns out that the miasma is emanating from this skeleton!
Of course, what shocked Feng Wuchen the most was the shape of the skeleton.
After hearing Feng Laiyi's story for the first time, he guessed that the so-called dragons in the East China Sea Dragon Palace were not real dragons, but some kind of monsters with dragon blood.
Now it seems that his guess was correct, but not completely correct.
According to legend, the real dragon is thousands of feet long and has five claws!
The length alone does not match the frame in front of me.
However, the skeleton in front of me has many similarities with a real dragon.
Double horns!
Four claws!
This is not something ordinary monsters can possess!
Take Pixiu as an example. He is obviously the son of a dragon, but his appearance is still very different from that of a real dragon.
Moreover, in the past, the true dragon was connected to hundreds of tribes, but in the end, only nine sons were born, and each of them was different.
This is enough to prove that it is impossible for ordinary monsters to integrate the powerful bloodline of a true dragon.
Chapter completed!