The dragon's skeleton is so huge, but it seems that only the ones who see it are Ao Qing. Their bodies have become extremely dark and the Lingshan Mountains behind them have become very blurred.

The eyes of the bones were like a blood-colored lake, with blood and tears flowing out of the waterfall. Blood and tears rushed towards the two dragons of the siblings, forming an irregular, twisted and strange road.

Ao Tang completely lost his connection with his own cave. The time and space they were in had been separated, and darkness like a nightmare enveloped them.

An indescribable fear arose in Ao Tang's heart.

"The Great Powerful Dragon, the World-Honored Ksitigarbha!" The evil Buddha sound echoed in the void for a long time, and the bones exuded a mysterious dragon power.

Ao Qing said coldly: "What are you afraid of?"

"I'm not afraid." Ao Tang raised the dragon's head.

"Then don't shake." Ao Qing said lightly, his quiet eyes nailed to the dragon's skeleton.

This should be the skeleton of a certain dragon clan ancestor.

Ao Qing couldn't feel any awe in his heart.

If you block the way, you should kill.

Ao Qing was murderous and said to Ao Tang lightly, "Stay well and wait for me to come back."

Words are full of warnings.

Ao Tang resisted the urge to escape with his dragon claws.

It is greedy for life and fear of death, and has extremely keen intuition, and escaping is the worst way to do it.

After Ao Qing finished speaking, he grew up and stepped on the bloody road. Every time she took a step, the blood would take a step back, and her body was wrapped in sticky blood mist, and her body became more and more blurred.

Gradually, the whole body melted into the blood mist.

The blood-colored lake in the eye sockets of the dragon bone was peaceful when Ao Qing disappeared, but his head was facing Ao Tang. Ao Tang always felt that it was staring at him, and it was so scared that it didn't dare to move.

Too scary.

It is under nearly suffocating pressure and cannot be relieved.

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…

Yang Jian and his sister walked on the path of Lingshan, but they did not meet anyone.

They didn't see the dragon's skeleton.

"The Great Powerful Heavenly Dragon, the World-Honored Ksitigarbha." The evil Buddha voice was faintly washed in Yang Jian's ears.

"Did you hear it?" Yang Jian tightened the three-pointed two-edged knife.

"I heard it." Yang Chan's eyes were full of vigilance.

"Can you identify the source?"

Yang Chan shook her head.

Yang Jian said in a deep voice, "Be careful."

Many tall Bodhi trees have grown in Lingshan, but they have no physical body, all of which are tree shadows. The tall tree shadows are like tentacles, wanting to pull people into another world.

The two carefully avoided the shadow of the tree and wanted to find the legendary Daleiyin Temple.

But they could only see a corner of the eaves of the ancient temple and never find the way there. It was extremely unwise to fly here, and the void was twisted.

I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but Yang Jian always feels that there is an indescribable look at them.

But no matter how hard he felt it, he could never be sure whether this feeling was true or illusion.

This "Lingshan" is too evil.

Yang Jian took Yang Chan back and forth.

It’s not that they did this on purpose, but that no matter how they go or how powerful they use, they will always be trapped in their place.

The brother and sister fall into a strange cycle.

But they began to get used to this cycle.

Yang Jian finally realized something was wrong.

The eyes of the sky between his eyebrows opened and ejaculated. In the past, the eyes of the sky that looked up at the nine heavens, and the eyes of the nine earth stumbled into the nine earth felt extremely painful. He seemed to have seen a vague giant shadow, so he could not look directly at it.

The third eye was bleeding and the pupils were greatly traumatized.

He let out a gentle hum of pain.

Yang Chan was extremely nervous. She knew that her second brother was a man who was bleeding but not crying. This painful hum must have hidden unimaginable pain.

"Come again."

The closed sky eyes opened again, trying to see the vague giant shadow clearly.

Yang Jian understood that this was a key, which was related to the safety of his brother and sister.

The vague giant shadow may be the "people" who spy on them.

The ability of the Sky Eye is urged to the extreme.

The pain penetrates the bone marrow and magnifies it thousands of times on the soul.

This kind of pain cannot be described in any words, and it cannot be transferred or eliminated. Yang Jian endured it without any intention of giving up.

Gradually, the vague giant shadow began to become clear.

Unexpectedly, Yang Jian finally saw the face of the giant shadow clearly.

His mind was extremely shocked and unbelievable.

"Master?"

To be precise, the face was very different from the master he remembered, but when he saw this face, he naturally blurted out, and he instinctively believed that the master was the master.

At the same time, as he saw the "giant shadow" clearly, he came to a new space.

Although the surrounding environment has not changed at all, he is sure that he has reached a deeper space.

When he had this idea, Yang Chan around him became extremely far away, and his brother and sister were close, as if they were across the world.

The strange shadows of Bodhi trees also became extremely blurred. Behind "Master" was a tall and simple Bodhi tree and the extremely real eaves of the ancient temple.

Master sat cross-legged under the Bodhi tree, his hands naturally placed on his knees and his eyes closed, as if he had experienced eternal years and had vicissitudes of life.

The shadows of the Bodhi tree are extremely mottled and ancient.

The shadows of the trees condense into a small path, and the end of the road is the master, which is like the end of the Tao.

Yang Jian couldn't help but approached his master.

He was moved and excited, but reason told him that all this was very strange and contained indescribable danger.

Reason wants him to stop, and emotions make him move forward involuntarily.

He is a person with the most affectionate nature.

This complex sense of contradiction took a long time to calm down.

When he was calm, he also stopped, only one step away from his master. This step is like this distance from the other shore, and is insurmountable through infinite time and space.

"Unworthy disciple Yang Jian, pay homage to Master."

But at this time, he was completely sure that the "person" in front of him was his master.

Yang Jian bowed deeply.

Or the sincerity of bowing down alarmed the sleeping master.

The great demon opened his eyes, and what deep and dark eyes were. In a trance, it was the quietest darkness in the void universe, and Yang Jian almost fell into decline.

The great demon spoke gently, breaking the silent darkness, and the mysterious and mysterious aura emanated like a breeze, smiling, "You have made some progress."

After Yang Jian became the God of Justice in Heaven, he was also a celebrity in front of Emperor Shenxiao. Many ancient gods praised him, and even Taiyi praised him for his bright future, and he was not satisfied with it.

But the great demon's light praise made him feel excited and unable to control himself.

He did not disappoint his master after all.

"Master." He was so excited that he didn't know what to say.

"Yang Jian, do you listen to my words?"

"As long as the master says, Yang Jian will never refuse."

The great demon smiled and said, "Then I want you to go to hell, will you go?"

Yang Jian was a little stunned and then said, "Master, please send me to the dark world if you have something to do?"
Chapter completed!