An Yi raised his hand, his face was gloomy, and his eyes glowed with murderous evil.
Tens of thousands of great Shura behind him rushed over with overwhelming force.
Xuanyuan Yu's expression changed slightly, and he fell into a hard fight with one force against a thousand.
On the other side, Jingrong is not easy either. Although he often goes out for training, he has rarely seen such large-scale monsters.
The two of them were entangled and had no way to escape, let alone find any trace of Ling Luo.
*****
The cheap dragon seemed to have been beaten to death, its eyes were gleaming, it kept sprinting, its speed value was turned to the maximum, and it was swimming in the air and wagging its tail.
"Ten miles ahead."
"Three miles ahead."
"We're here, we're almost there."
"Xiaoluo, it's that small island. The aura of the Nine Hell Dragon Cauldron is very strong, that's right!"
Ling Luo felt the wind whistling by his side, and there was a roar in his ears.
It was too fast and it had turned into a black shadow.
It was so fast that she had to hold on to the dragon's horns to keep from falling.
It was a small island filled with evil spirits.
In other words, it is more appropriate to describe it as a reef.
Upon discovering the target, Jianlong swooped down quickly and plunged into the small island.
The dense cloud of dark demonic energy split open, leaving a bright trace.
The cheap dragon landed safely.
Ling Luo jumped off Jianlong's body and found that under the thick black clouds, there was a scene filled with white mist, with birds singing and flowers fragrant.
The island is very empty.
There were no sounds of birds, beasts or insects, and there was no human life. There were only uneven demonic temples.
There are many ferocious beasts painted on the surface of the Demon Palace, which look very ferocious.
"Xiao Luo, go inside. In the thirteenth demon palace from the front, there is the Emperor's Nine Hell Dragon Cauldron."
Ling Luo followed Jianlong's instructions and left all the way.
This thirteenth Demon Palace is the tallest one, with countless stone carvings of Shura standing outside.
Ling Luo entered the main hall and saw a familiar handsome figure of Gundam.
That man was dressed in white clothes, with three thousand black hair reaching his waist. He had a thunder-yang magic crown on his head, with a jade hairpin inserted into it.
In front of the man is a huge furnace that is ten feet high and twenty feet wide.
The cauldron has nine corners in total, and each corner is carved with a lifelike dragon.
Every dragon looks exactly like the warden.
"Nine Prisons Dragon Cauldron! My Emperor's Nine Prisons Dragon Cauldron!"
The cheap dragon exclaimed, unable to control himself with excitement, his eyes sparkled with excitement, and he was about to rush forward.
"Don't go, it's Jue He."
Ling Luo stretched out a hand and grabbed an excited big fat cat, her voice was extremely cold.
The man in white clothes standing in front of the Nine Hell Dragon Cauldron slowly turned around, revealing a stunningly beautiful face.
He looked a little thinner, the outline of his facial features became more distinct, and his stern eyes became deeper and deeper.
"Luo'er, long time no see."
Juehe smiled slightly, confounding all sentient beings.
That smile was so gentle that Ling Luo was almost blinded by it.
For a moment, she even had the illusion that Luo Ge was back.
"Yeah, long time no see."
The smile on Ling Luo's lips did not spread to her eyes, "Why are you here?"
Juehe smiled again.
That smile is extremely elegant.
"I heard that among the thirty thieves roaming the sea of dead souls, there is a guy who has the Nine Hell Dragon Cauldron in his hand. I think you might like it."