Thundered!

The relics are like a tide, coming from all directions, overwhelming, and menacing.

These relics have survived in the dragon trail for a long time, they are deeply affected by the breath of the dragon soul, and they are not suppressed by the Heavenly Dao, and their strength is extremely strong, far stronger than the demon beasts in the outside world, and they seem to have sanity, so when Fang Yuan and the others first entered the dragon trail, they didn't see any of them, and it was only now that they attacked together under the leadership of that lizard dragon species.

However, although the incident happened suddenly, after all, Wang Xuan had already laid out a defensive strategy, plus he was brave and good at fighting, and he actually held a black broadsword alone, and greeted the strongest lizard dragon species alone, while Yuan Xiao, Meng Qi, Ram, Zhong Tai and the four of them only need to guard against the remnants that rushed out of the surrounding mountains and forests, after all, the four of them are all people who became famous more than 100 years earlier than Fang Yuan and others, although among the four people, only the Ram is the Supreme Yuanying, but the cultivation is not fake.

"...... Uproar"

Yuan Xiao stepped on a black flying sword, standing in the void and not moving, but beside him, there was a large silver tide, if you look carefully, you can find that it is a silver short sword about three feet long, the number seems to be as many as 10,000 handles, this is intertwined, it is like a long river of waves, rolling in, all the relics that are close to the body, all are slaughtered into a blood mist, not half of it leaks.

And Meng Qi is standing on the top of a mountain peak, his hands are folded, forming a immovable mountain seal, the earth in front of him, as if there is a dragon churning below, undulating, all the remnants that rushed into this area, were rolled by the earth, trapped, and then under the ground, the rock was like a knife, cutting vertically and horizontally, and blood kept seeping out from the ground, but even the screams could not be heard.

The most terrifying thing is that in the ram, this person is usually very low-key, not well-known, and not among the four saints and eight masters, but he is the supreme Yuan Infant cultivation, at this time, the direct Yuan Infant out of the body, standing in the void, looking at the countless relics rushed to his body, he didn't seem to be worried at all, until the relics rushed to his body, he suddenly bowed his head and breathed.

That breath was faintly purple, and it was like flowing water, slowly flying down.

Facing the purple relic, at the same time began to tremble, struggle, roar, seem to be very painful, and in less than a moment, they were all lying on the ground, and began to rot from the position stained with purple gas, revealing the white bones of Sen Ran, and flowing out of black liquid, and everywhere this black liquid went, it began to corrode other relics, some of which were already half rotten, but they were still struggling.

But at tea time, there were already white bones in front of him, like a small mountain.

The last Zhong Taihe, but a little ordinary, this person was also the foundation of the Heavenly Dao, and the power of heaven and earth was the same as the Cui family Daozi that Fang Yuan had seen in the Jin family in Tianlai City, the black wind in the mountainside of Donghuang Mountain, this wind blew, overwhelming, sharp as a knife, but it was a pity that when he formed the Zidan, his potential was exhausted, so when he turned into a baby, he was only barely a divine baby, and the background was the most shallow, but fortunately, his fighting spirit and skills, but he can always make up for the shortcomings, not to be outdone.

It is precisely because of this that it seems that the relics are huge, but a few of them are guarding the four directions, and they actually join forces, each with their own magical powers, and they stop all the relics, which is like four high walls, blocking a lot of floods, and Fang Yuan and the others inside are not affected.

Seeing this scene, it was Xu Yuren, Wei Longjue and others, all of whom had solemn faces.

If they go up in a different way, they may not be able to stop them, but it is really terrifying for so many relics to come together.

"The dragon trail is different from other places, as soon as the day and night change, the spiritual veins will also change, and all the measurements will have to be re-measured at that time, so we have to complete the final measurements of this area before the night completely falls, so hurry up......

A deep shout sounded not far away, it was Ban Feikite, with a dignified face.

Fang Yuan was slightly stunned, sensing carefully, but he also felt it, as the night fell, under the earth, the fine spiritual veins did give birth to some changes, and his heart was also a pang, he didn't dare to slack off, and continued to quickly start the measurement of the last few spiritual veins.

Song Longzhu and the others didn't dare to slack off at all at this time, and quickly helped each other.

In any case, Wang Xuan and the others are doing their best to guard them, and they naturally have to play their own role.

And all around, a vicious battle continues.

Not to mention the monks who were guarding around Fang Yuan and the others, the leader of the team, Wang Xuan, was alone to meet the army of lizards, looking at the silver lizard that was obviously the strongest, as soon as the black broadsword was unfurled, it set off a thick black cloud, turning over and rolling, as if the sky had collapsed, as if the void had been disturbed, carrying a void turbulence, and rolling towards the relic.

"Roar!"

The silver lizard seemed to feel the madness on his knife, and it was also ferocious.

A huge mouth opened, its chest rose and fell, and a dark red flame erupted from its mouth, straight like a sword.

Rumble!

Wang Xuan's black broadsword, colliding with the dark red flame, actually shook and buzzed, and the huge force rolled around, his body was slightly unstable, but he took a step back, but after taking this step, instead of feeling afraid, he laughed loudly: "What a beast, I thought that in this dragon trace, I couldn't use it, but I didn't expect that there would be such a whetstone as you!"

Whoa!

As he spoke, his body soared, like a little giant, and the power on the black long knife also skyrocketed, waving like a mountain, and slashed straight towards the silver lizard, sharp like smoke, filling the four fields, and it seemed that the night could also be cut with a knife.

Facing this knife, the silver lizard did not dare to take it hard, roared angrily, waved its wings sharply, and retreated.

But behind it, countless black lizards rushed forward, like a swarm of bees.

The black lizards, dense, endless, it seems that each one has the power of the golden pill, for Wang Xuan's cultivation, although a single one will not be put in his eyes, but the ants bite the elephant to death, so many black lizards rush up at the same time as if they don't want to die, that is also to make anyone who sees it will have a numb scalp......

"Carving insect skills, let you see my real means......"

It's just that Wang Xuan was obviously prepared, Sen Ran smiled, his robe was lifted, and a black gourd appeared in the air.

He turned around and slapped on the gourd, his body folded in the air, and he rushed forward with a bang!

"Wow!"

In the black gourd behind him, a red smoke suddenly appeared, and inside the red smoke, there were actually red crows one after another, each of which was the size of a calf, dense, like a large army, followed him closely, and rushed towards the silver dragon species ushered in from the east, and the momentum was shocking, stopping the seemingly endless black lizards.

Thundered!

The fire crow and the black lizard fought together, competing to bite, like a sea of fire spreading, facing these black lizards each with the power of the golden pill, they actually did not fall into the wind, you can see how powerful this fire crow army is.

"Is that the Wang family's three thousand fire crow soldiers?"

The momentum here was too loud, and even the cultivators below who were concentrating on measuring the spiritual veins couldn't help but be slightly distracted when they saw this scene.

If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, you would have been able to imagine the power of such a treasure!

The power of one person to fight against an army composed of tens of thousands of relics, how domineering is this?