Chapter 209: Nether Demon Bone Beast (1/5)

"Old man Jiangrong, it is impossible for the Protector Mansion to provide better repairs than my Jianwei Palace......"

The divine light under the palm of his hand shattered, and the voice of the elder of the Jianxi Palace stopped abruptly, and he withdrew his withered big hand, and the great elder snorted coldly, "The old thing will fight for my Protector Mansion this time, and I will do it again if it is good or not!"

"Jiang Rong, old man, you came out, I haven't beaten you for several years, old man will see if you have grown!"

Half an hour later, a furious voice came into the sword tower from outside.

"You really dare to come if you don't die, the old man is afraid that you won't make it!"

With the shouts of the Great Elder, the sword tower hundreds of zhang high suddenly burst out with boundless killing, and one after another the sword rays tore through the sky and the earth, and the dense number was not countable, and they slashed towards the old figure outside the sword tower.

Airplanes!

In an instant, a purple light burst out, penetrating the entire forest, and the illusory purple light turned into a huge tortoise shell, protecting the old man behind him!

Boom!

The sword light slashed down the tortoise shell, as if the heavenly craftsman was striking the divine soldier and exploding, the tortoise shell purple light was flourishing, and the splashing sword light tore through the void, turning all the surrounding void into a dark hole, but it could not penetrate the tortoise shell.

"Jiang Rong old horseman, since the old man dares to come, how can he not be prepared, if he doesn't beat you into a fierce beast face today, the old man won't go back!"

"Then let's try it, let's go to the sky to fight the old thing, I haven't beaten you for a long time, and I just have itchy hands today!"

Soon, the Great Elder rushed out of the sword tower and turned into a streamer and rushed into the void.

......

Holding the domino given by the Great Elder, Qingyang Huan came to the main hall of the ancestral library again.

"Nice young man. ”

An old man in a brown robe in the main hall looked at the dominoes he handed over, and nodded with satisfaction, which surprised him, after all, the old man who came to Zuku last time was still a little cold, how could he suddenly be so kind now.

"Well, it's not bad for us to protect the frontier. ”

Immediately after him, he understood, it turned out that the reason was here, the last time he came here, he was just a white body, neither the Protectorate Mansion nor the Jairian Palace.

"The old man used to be the god general of the Protector Mansion, but later he was hit hard and his combat power was damaged, and now he is here as the elder of the ancestral treasury, since the great elder is here, how can the old man treat his own people badly!"

The brown-robed old man looked at Qingyang Huan and nodded uncontrollably, and said again: "The Great Elder of Cultivation Resources has made this old man unable to change it, but this flying boat, wait for the old man to think about it, and see if there is a better flying boat for you." ”

"And such a good thing?"

At this time, Qing Yanghuan felt that the old man in front of him was really cute, although there were scars on his face, he didn't look so hideous.

"Thirty years ago, the Dragon Flame God of the Protector Mansion captured a Netherworld Demon Jiao in the Chaotic Soul Mountain, and I wanted to cast it into a dragon bone beast, but unfortunately the magic power was too strong, and it fell short at the last moment, and it became a semi-finished product, but the half-finished bone beast is also a bone beast, isn't it?"

Seeing that the old man kept thinking and groaning, Qing Yanghuan's eyes lit up, and the half-finished bone beast was also stronger than the flying boat.

"This half-bone artifact is placed in the Yao 386 Library, and I can't remember it when I'm old, the flying boat should be placed in the Yao 397 Library!"

The old man just said to himself and didn't look at Qingyang Huan, and after a while, his cloudy eyes flashed with a spiritual light, and he reached out and patted his lower back, and just like that, he branded the dominoes in his hand and threw it to him.

"Okay, the flying boats are all in the Yao 397 Library, take your brand and find it yourself, the old man is going to sleep, lest the old guys in the Jairian Palace say that the old man is fake for personal gain!"

As he spoke, the brown-robed elder kept shaking his head, and disappeared in front of his eyes with a look of emotion.

"Thank you, Elder!"

After a while, Qing Yanghuan reacted and whispered.

"Yao three hundred and eighty-six!"

Re-entered the silver passages, but unlike the last time, these spatial passages built in the void of the cave led in all directions, and a spatial world appeared every other distance.

It was like a big tree branching out into different branches, each branch bearing fruit, and the dominoes in his hand had the handprint of Elder Zuku, so he could naturally enter these passages.

Looking through the hazy mirror, I looked towards a space, which was densely packed like a twinkling star, and treasures such as bone patterns and precious blood floated.

However, he could only stare dryly, he couldn't enter these spaces, and soon he found the space of No. 386, but he was completely dumbfounded.

"Arazun senior, what should I do!"

This ancestral vault is a barren world at all, with mountains and ravines, lush forests, birds and beasts, giant beasts roaring, and rounds of blazing suns suspended in the void.

He saw the Nether Demon Jiao, a large black Jiao, its scales flashing with cold light, each large scale the size of a millstone, lying on the void and turning into a round of sleep.

Compared to other giant beasts, it was surrounded by a rich essence qi, and every breath rolled up a frenzy of essence qi, as for the other flying boats, because of the different beasts they cast, they conjured various beast shadows, but they were more like dead things.

"Good stuff. ”

Subconsciously, the throat surged, the half-finished bone beast was also a bone beast, Elder Zuku really didn't tell a lie, the Chiyan Flying Boat he was riding in the first place and the Jiaolong in front of him, this kind of spirit and spirit could not be compared at all.

What's more, the bone beast has a unique autonomous consciousness and can automatically burst out to attack when it encounters danger, while the flying boat needs to be in charge of the human warrior to respond to the battle, and there is a world of difference between the two.

Being able to absorb the essence of heaven and earth independently, this shows that the dragon in front of him is a real bone beast, and it can't be seen as a half-finished product at all.

"The control of the bone beast requires spiritual sense, and you can condense the prototype of the dragon totem to suppress it, and then imprint it with spiritual consciousness to control this dragon bone beast!"

Airplanes!

Put the domino in his hand on the silver light channel of this world, and with the silver light flickering, Qingyang Huan stepped into this reckless world!

Rumble!

A quarter of an hour later, the Void Divine Light exploded, the dragon roared, and the blazing sun that was suspended in rounds was shocked into the distance by the agitated force, and Qing Yanghuan's body smashed to the ground like a meteor.

"Ahem...... Cough... Ahem......"

Getting up from the dust in the sky, looking at the dragon that was still sleeping in mid-air, he said hatefully: "Wait until I upgrade a level first, and then take you down!"

When the words fell, Qing Yanghuan sat cross-legged on the ground and took out the reward that Elder Zuku had given him before.

Perhaps it was the reason why the Great Elder was deliberately taking care of them, these rewards were indeed beyond his expectations, and most of them were related to the resources used in the cultivation of the Spirit Realm.

Now he is just the second level of the Spirit Consciousness Realm in the Spirit Realm, even if it is suppressed by the prototype of the dragon totem, the spirit sense has just penetrated into the inside of the dragon and is torn apart by that kind of rage, not to mention the imprint in it.