"The clan of dragon-raisers has huge power in the divine land. It is deeply rooted and deeply hidden. They have not even let go of the Pure Lotus Demonic Dragon clan..."
Ye Yun looked cold and his face was a little ugly.
The words of the Demon Fire Cult Leader coincided with his previous speculation.
It is impossible for dragon farmers to miss any opportunity for the existing dragon clan.
Even if there is a more powerful force in the divine land that controls the Pure Lotus Demonic Dragon, the dragon breeder can still step in and take away most of the dragon eggs.
It can be seen that the dragon-raising clan is also an extremely powerful force in the divine land.
Ye Yun remembered that among the dragon-raising clan, there was a branch called Longzhu, which specialized in hatching dragon eggs. He once encountered it in an underground palace somewhere in the Daluo Territory.
"The dragon eggs were taken away. Over the years, our Pure Lotus Demonic Dragon clan only has over a hundred members left..."
The leader of the Demon Fire Cult sighed in self-pity, his expression becoming more and more depressed.
"Um!"
Ye Yun nodded silently.
There are more than a hundred Pure Lotus Demonic Dragons, which is a decent number.
In today's era, it is rare for a dragon clan to retain so many offspring.
Naturally, Ye Yun would not let go of the Pure Lotus Demon Dragon clan. He wanted to rescue them from the dire straits and heat, and then put them alone in the space of the green beads, allowing them to recuperate and recuperate.
In this day and age.
Ye Yun no longer needs the Pure Lotus Demonic Dragon to purify the battlefield.
"Where is the Netherworld Grave? Take me there!"
Ye Yun whispered, with an unquestionable tone.
"Fellow Taoist Long Yunzi, why are you so interested in our Pure Lotus Demon Dragon Clan?"
The demon fire leader asked in surprise.
"When you get to that place, you will naturally know..."
Ye Yun smiled meaningfully.
The demon fire leader was stunned for a moment, scratched his head, and felt a little at a loss.
The Nether Burial Pit is an extremely mysterious place. On the divine land, very few people know about it.
"You don't have to worry about anything. I will remove your slave mark and give you your freedom completely..."
With a raised eyebrow, Ye Yun said calmly.
"What? Fellow Taoist Long Yunzi, did I hear you correctly? You said you can lift our slave mark?"
The demon fire leader asked with a shocked look on his face.
"That's right, I can remove the slave mark from your Pure Lotus Demonic Dragon. Now - starting from you!"
Ye Yun smiled slightly.
The Sky Eye of Disillusionment was activated, and a powerful force instantly rushed into the mind of the Demon Fire Cult Leader.
A silver slave mark suddenly shattered.
After the slave mark is broken.
The Demon Fire Cult Leader was in a state of confusion.
After a while, he came back to his senses.
"It's incredible. The slave seal has really disappeared. Fellow Taoist Long Yunzi, how did you do it?"
The demon fire leader said in disbelief.
"There are some things that it's not convenient to tell you now. Take me to the Netherworld Burial Pit first!"
Ye Yun said in a deep voice.
"Okay, I'll take fellow Taoists there right now."
The demon fire leader quickly agreed.
Now that there is no slave mark in his body, his life will no longer be in danger, which makes him feel energetic.
At this moment, he had many doubts about Ye Yun's identity.
But he also knew that although the Long Yunzi sword cultivator in front of him had a mysterious origin, he was very likely to be the great savior of their Pure Lotus Demon Dragon Clan.
At the thought of being able to rescue his clansmen from the dire straits, the Demon Fire Cult Leader couldn't help but feel his blood boiling with excitement.
"Fellow Taoist, please come with me!"
The leader of the Demon Fire Cult said softly, and then he took Ye Yun to a teleportation formation of the Three Fire God Cult.
Whoosh!
The formation's light shot up into the sky, and the two of them disappeared here in an instant.
Send several times in succession.
It wasn't until they were teleported to a mountain range shrouded in white mist that the Demon Fire Cult Master finally stopped teleporting.
"Is this the Netherworld Graveyard?"
Ye Yun looked at the mist-shrouded mountains and asked calmly.
"It's right here, but there is a formation outside, so no one in this place knows that this is the Netherworld Grave..."
The demon fire leader said politely.
"Let's go!"
Ye Yun urged.
The demon fire leader nodded quickly and flew into the thick white mist with Ye Yun.
This white mist was naturally formed by formations.
However, the Demon Fire Cult Leader has formation tokens that can avoid the fog.
After flying in the mist for dozens of breaths, the two people arrived at a large abyss.
A gray-brown abyss, like the mouth of a giant beast, is extremely huge, covering an area of tens of thousands of miles.
"This is the graveyard of the underworld."
The leader of the Demon Fire Cult pointed downwards with his right hand and said with some excitement.
"Do you know...why this place is called the Netherworld Burial Pit?"
Ye Yun thought about it, frowned slightly and asked.
"The Netherworld Burial Pit has a great history. It used to be that the Netherworld Clan was buried. Later, the gods and dragons fought, and many more gods and dragons were buried. Now, the atmosphere in this place is extremely mixed, and some strange phenomena often occur..."
The Demon Fire Cult Leader explained.
"Weird phenomenon?"
Ye Yun looked into the depths of the abyss, his pupils shrank slightly, and saw many men in white robes sitting on a huge platform in the abyss, sitting cross-legged around them, constantly throwing balls of milky white pure lotus demon fire into the abyss.
middle.
"Fellow Taoist, this strange phenomenon can be traced back to tens of millions of years ago, when it occurred on the corpses of the Yougu clan. However, due to the suppression of some peerless powerful men, the strange phenomenon has long since disappeared.
But later, after the gods of the sacred land and the corpses of the dragons came in, weird things started to happen here, but we, the Jinglian Dragon Clan, resolved them one by one..."
The demon fire leader said.
"Yes!" Ye Yun nodded silently.
At this moment, he suddenly remembered the bloody broken sword.
Bloody Broken Sword.
It once appeared in the Hidden Dragon Continent and the Divine Land. After changing owners several times, it killed the gods of the Divine Land and also killed the dragon clan.
All creatures killed by this bloody broken sword will grow black hair, and occasionally the black hair will also be mixed with red hair.
Ye Yun seemed to have gotten some clues from it.
but.
He still needs time to verify.
A white shadow flew over and landed in front of the two people.
He is a middle-aged man in white robe.
Although he was tall and tall, he looked tired and looked old.
His cultivation level has reached the half-step God King level.
"Long Chan, are you crazy? Why did you bring outsiders to this place?"
The middle-aged man said angrily.
"Brother Yu, don't get me wrong, this Taoist friend Long Yunzi is here to save our Pure Lotus Demon Dragon Clan!"
Demon Fire Cult Leader Long Chan looked anxious and waved his hands quickly.
"Rescue our Pure Lotus Demonic Dragon Clan? Haha, what a big statement!"
The middle-aged man's eyes were stern, and his two sword-like gazes fell on Ye Yun, and he couldn't help but look at him.
"What happened? How could an outsider come to the Netherworld Grave?"
Then the figures flickered, and several more people in white robes flew over.
The middle-aged man looked indifferent and seemed to be suppressing the anger in his heart.
He pointed at Long Chan and said indifferently: "Long Chan brought him. He said that this young man in white can save our Pure Lotus Demon Dragon clan..."
"Hahaha, are you kidding me? Who else in this world can save our Pure Lotus Demonic Dragon clan? They don't exist at all!"
An old man in white robe looked up to the sky and laughed, his voice was sad.