This aura was exactly the shocking and terrifying aura that appeared in the scene flashed in the volume of Immortal Heavenly Art.
Although this complex aura filled with death, desolation, and madness was not strong or even weak in the River Styx, Fang Hao felt that it came from the same source as the energy hidden in his Immortal Art.
When people realize it carefully, they actually feel a sense of fear.
Fang Hao has always been fearless, and the energy that can frighten him is enough to illustrate his terror.
At this moment, Ming Ming shouted: "Junior brother, what are you looking at?"
Fang Hao stood up, took a deep look at Styx, and then walked towards the two of them: "What are you destroying? I'm just curious. By the way, you mentioned the Emperor's Sword just now, are you sure it's mine?"
"Looking at the outline of the sword, it should be the same, but the color is wrong." Mingxian said, "The Emperor's Sword has dragon patterns on its body, and yours also has it."
Fang Hao frowned and looked at the sword that was now dark red. There was indeed a dragon pattern on it.
But when Fang Hao discovered it from his Fang family's ancestral home, it was not of this color and did not have this dragon pattern.
This was a change that only occurred after he killed countless people with this sword. It was very subtle at first, but it was only recently that he became aware of it.
To be precise, he only noticed the change when he took it out just now.
Mo Tan said sarcastically at this moment: "Those who hold this sword have never had a good end. It seems that there is no need for me to do it myself."
"I said, bitch, your idea is good, but I don't believe in evil or fate, so your hopes are probably in vain. By the way, even if something terrible happens in the end, it will definitely be my death.
What happened after your Seven Killings!"
"How dare you!" Mo Tan's face turned cold, and the powerful energy in his body suddenly burst out.
Fang Hao was very impressive and looked at Mo Tan with a smile.
But the smile that fell in Mo Tan's eyes seemed to be mocking her.
Seeing that the two seemed to be fighting again, Mingxian laughed and said: "Don't hurt the harmony, we are all from the same sect, and this place is very weird, so we must unite as one."
Fang Hao chuckled and said, "She wants to die, but I can't do anything about it."
Mo Tan's eyes were cold and murderous, as if he really planned to fight Fang Hao.
But in the end, Mo Tan didn't move.
But Fang Hao smiled again and said: "If you could fight, I would have taken action long ago. I don't want to bully the weak, but if you are really impatient, then I will let you not see your Seven Kills Sect."
The day of destruction!”
"You can live until that day!" Mo Tan took a deep breath, as if suppressing his anger.
Soon, Fang Hao and Mo Tan stopped tit-for-tat and looked forward together. There were countless stalactites on the stone wall above, with strange shapes. If you looked casually, it looked like someone was hanging on them.
There are also many patterns carved on the stone walls on both sides.
Most of these patterns are related to dragons, but they are not very clear.
The three of them walked for a while, but they became more and more suspicious, because this place was not big, and it did not even look like the ancestral land of the Dragon Clan, and they did not see the clansmen mentioned by the old patriarch here.
"Did that old guy lie to us?" Mingxian looked a little solemn.
"Maybe, but what is his purpose?" Mo Tan frowned.
But at this moment, an astonishing energy came from behind them.
Suddenly, Fang Hao and the others turned around and saw a huge golden light suddenly appearing in the River Styx over there.
Comparing the golden light with the pitch-black river water, there is an extremely visual conflict, especially the lingering black air, which makes it even more mysterious and strange.
The next moment, the three of them rushed towards the Styx River in unison.
Because that huge golden light was a divine dragon, but it was like the divine dragon rushed out from the River Styx.
"hold head high……"
The roar of the dragon filled the space, sounding painful and fierce.
Boom boom!
The river water was stirred up by huge waves, making bursts of roaring sounds.
That giant dragon was probably dozens of feet long. Among the dragons or dragon corpses that Fang Hao had seen, this one seemed much smaller.
But this aura is definitely the unique aura of a divine dragon, not a dragon.
This divine dragon was surrounded by black energy and seemed to be struggling, but it seemed unable to break free.
The strange black energy wrapped around Shenlong's body like a vine.
When Fang Hao and others rushed forward, Shenlong was also pulled down into the River Styx, and no more golden light could be seen.
"What's going on?" Mingxian's face was stagnant, his eyes were a little confused, and he had no idea what was happening in the so-called Dragon Clan's ancestral land.
However, Mingxian and Mo Tan looked shocked because Fang Hao actually jumped into the River Styx without saying a word.
Mingxian's expression changed drastically: "Junior brother, you can't go!"
Mo Tan said nothing, but his eyes were incomprehensible.
"boom!"
There was a sound of water, and Fang Hao ignored Mingxian's reminder and drowned directly into the River Styx, no longer seeing any signs.
The reason why Fang Hao has no hesitation is because the aura of that dragon is so familiar to Fang Hao, it is Fang Cuicui.
Seeing that Fang Cuicui was in trouble, Fang Hao rushed in without much thought.
After entering the water, the black water here is even colder and biting than the one in the Sinful Territory. When you enter the water, your sight is completely blocked, and the soul cannot sense it. This black water has inexplicable power, which limits the soul's sensing power.
Although ordinary people cannot float in this black water, Fang Hao is not afraid. After all, he is a powerful master comparable to the peak of the Xuan Realm.
In the seemingly endless darkness, Fang Hao sank rapidly, feeling the chill becoming more and more terrifying, even threatening to freeze his soul.
However, Fang Hao's body is very strong and he can still resist.
It was just a strange energy that was wrapping around him rapidly. When he was falling, that strange force was still pulling him down.
But at this moment, a golden light suddenly appeared in the seemingly eternal darkness.
Rumble...
After the majestic roar, Fang Hao instantly felt his body being dragged up by something.
Although Fang Hao wanted to rush forward, the strange pulling force might not be able to stop him, but he wanted to find Fang Cuicui, so he allowed the force to pull him down.
At this moment, Fang Hao felt happy when he saw the golden light, and Fang Cuicui came up.
Standing on Shenlong's body, Fang Hao soon emerged from the water.
And Fang Cuicui's huge dragon body also jumped up.
"hold head high……"
The dragon's roar was high-pitched, and although it was slightly painful, there was a paradoxical feeling of joy in it.
On the shore, Mingxian saw Fang Hao being lifted out and was immediately overjoyed: "Come up quickly!"
Mo Tan snorted coldly, looking a little disappointed: "It would be better if you died."
However, Fang Hao ignored the two of them and instead shouted to Cuicui: "Let's go up quickly and I'll help you cut off these black energies!"
With that said, the Slaughter Saint appeared again and quickly cut off countless black energy entangled with the dragon.
This time, the dragon was no longer restrained and flew directly into the sky, then landed on the shore.
Fang Hao stood on the back of the divine dragon, looking majestic and majestic, as if a god descended to earth.