<>This is actually a lizard demon king that can transform into another shape, and it seems to have intelligence!
It knows that it is no match for Ling Tian, so it does not protect Salohua, Yawen.
"snort!"
Xiaoying snorted and was about to chase after him, but the next moment, a black shadow suddenly jumped out of the desert.
The black shadow was clearly a black ball with thousands of pitch-black vines growing out of it. Those vines were like sharp shots, and they were about to catch up with the figure like lightning. The next moment, a scream came out.
The figure waved thousands of tentacles and connected them into a web, directly pulling the lizard down from mid-air. The thousands of tentacles pierced the heart and killed it.
Watching Xiao Hei transform into a human form, although he still looks neither human nor ghost, the vines on his body are still squirming, which makes him look a bit scary.
But Ling Tian still admires Xiao Hei's awareness.
Taking the cyclone handed over by Xiao Hei, Ling Tian smiled and said, "How's it going? What did you find?"
"The ruins are no longer above, but under the desert."
Xiao Hei said intermittently: "It's a tomb."
"tomb?"
Ling Tian raised his eyebrows. Unexpectedly, after walking for so long, Lao Hou finally guessed it correctly.
Yu Yanhuan had said before that this place was filled with an aura of death and silence, much like the aura of an ancient tomb. However, along the way, Ling Tian saw only the ruins of the sect and did not feel that there was a tomb.
But now, after Xiao Hei's confirmation, Ling Tian had to be surprised.
Is it possible that this space, which is even larger than Yunzhou, is really the tomb of a certain powerful person?
And all the sects, warriors, and even monsters here died for this powerful person?
"Oh, Ling Tian, you don't care what kind of tomb it is. Now that Xiao Hei has found out, let's go there quickly. The wind and sand here are too strong."
At this time, Tao Yaoyao emerged from the peach garden, glanced at Xiao Ying beside Ling Tian, and said.
"Okay then, Xiao Hei, you lead the way, we will enter from outside the tomb."
Xiao Hei hummed and went straight into the desert, while Ling Tian and others followed closely behind and quickly disappeared into the wind and sand.
At the edge of the core of the continent, there was a swamp filled with filthy odor. The ground was stained with blood. The corpses of many warriors from the royal family fell to the ground, lifeless.
Most of those corpses were mutilated and scattered in pieces, and the methods were quite cruel. The air was filled with a strong smell of blood, which made people very uncomfortable.
In the center of this swamp, there is a rather strange grass. The grass is surrounded by blood-colored aura. If you look closely, you will find that the blood aura is like a divine dragon, covering the grass. It is very surprising.
Dragon blood grass!
This is Dragon Blood Grass, a very rare natural and earthly treasure. Once it appears in the outside world, it will attract powerful people from all walks of life to compete for it. It is rare to encounter but not to seek.
But right now, there are more than a dozen warriors from various teams, looking at the dragon blood grass, but they are motionless. Instead, they look frightened, trembling, and the hands holding the weapons are trembling.
Just because there was a person standing next to the dragon blood grass.
The man was dressed in dark red, with half a blood-red mask on his face. His face was expressionless, and his cold eyes fell on the dragon blood grass without any fluctuation.
He held a sword in his right hand. The sword's edge was cold and gleaming. There was blood on the tip of the sword, dripping down drop by drop.
This person is none other than Yunzhou Hou Shizi, Yun Yang!
Before entering the royal hunt, Yun Yang had already entered the top twenty on the battle list, ranking 19th. He was also ranked among the top three in Kunwu Academy, behind Lin Feifan and Lin Zhuoran, but he was ranked 19th.
Before Ling Tian who was ranked 20th.
No one knows what means Yun Yang used to break into the top twenty on the battle list, but his strength is beyond doubt.
But now, in this swamp on the edge of the desert, some new students finally understand how tyrannical and bloody this prince is.
Originally, in this foul-smelling swamp, several groups of royal warriors were fighting over the dragon's blood grass.
But he didn't expect that in the middle of the chaos, Yun Yang suddenly rushed in. He killed everyone he saw, regardless of team.
He killed one person with one sword, and in the blink of an eye, dozens of people died under his sword, leaving no intact corpses!
The remaining people were frightened on the spot and no longer dared to move. They could only look at this person tremblingly.
"Prince Yunyang, we don't dare to compete with you on this dragon's blood grass. Can you let us have a way to survive?"
"Yun Yang, as a noble prince, you are a genius and a monster, so you won't be able to see us in the same way, right?"
"We really don't know that Mr. Yun is interested in this dragon's blood grass."
"Spare our lives!"
This stalemate was too torturous, and the remaining warriors of the team finally couldn't bear it anymore and began to beg for mercy.
Yun Yang suddenly grinned strangely, and a chill suddenly flashed in Gujing Bubo's eyes, and he sneered: "Don't say I won't give you a way to survive. I'll give you three breaths. If you can escape my sight, you can survive."
"run!"
After hearing this, the remaining people didn't dare to stay any longer, turned around and ran away.
Yun Yang looked at the group of warriors running wildly with a playful smile on his lips, which was quite strange.
"Ring ring ring"
However, the next moment, the sound of a bell rang out from Yun Yang's body. The sound was quite strange and spread instantly.
When the three breaths ended, the smile on his face suddenly solidified, and his expression became extremely cold. The sword all over his body shone with thick blood, and the cold sword intent penetrated the bones and gnawed at the heart. He was actually covered in a sea of killing energy.
Intentionally, it perfectly blends into the sword's momentum, which is extremely terrifying.
boom!
The ringtone rolled out like a tidal wave, swallowing up everyone who had run a thousand meters away in the blink of an eye.
"What's going on? I can't move..."
"Damn it, what's going on? My legs don't work."
"Damn it, Yun Yang, you went back on your word!!"
The warriors were all immobilized, imprisoned in place, and their bodies were covered with a cloud of blood mist, which seemed to suppress them in place. The moment these warriors were enveloped, the blood evil attacked everyone's souls like poisonous snakes.
, a group of people suddenly felt as if they were falling into an abyss, their bodies were cold, they were deep in it, and their vision was hazy.
If Ling Tian were present, he would definitely be surprised by the bloody bell suspended above Yun Yang's head.
This turned out to be a treasure weapon that also had the function of imprisonment.
And it looks like it’s still a fourth-level spiritual treasure!
Sure enough, Yun Yang had come prepared a long time ago, and his ability to reach the top twenty on the battle list so quickly should be due not only to his combat prowess, but also to this powerful spiritual treasure!
A terrifying chill suddenly broke out on Yun Yang's body, and countless bloody sword lights were like blood falling on the river, mercilessly strangling the people trapped in it.
Phew! Phew!
For a while, there were screams and wailings. This swamp place was like a purgatory on earth, with broken limbs and bones, which was shocking.
When Yun Yang sheathed his sword, no one was left standing. Drops of blood were covered in all directions, and blood mist rose, making Yun Yang look like Shura in the sea of blood, so terrifying!
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