Here, Qin Chaoran and Sun Chengbi were forced to escape from Lang Huantian, they didn't understand what was going on in the middle, how could there be a strong enemy inexplicably killed in, and all the monks in Donghuangquan suddenly turned back when they saw the dragon eagle killing.

The two who thought that East Huangquan was the foundation of development were embarrassed and fled in a panic.

Qin Chaoran said gloomily: "Someone is making trouble, is it Xihua or Jing Yao?" He was as smart as a demon, calculated what happened, and immediately locked the perpetrator.

Sun Chengbi said in ragged clothes and hatefully: "Xihua is far away in Penglai, it can't be him." ”

Sun Chengbi was not stupid, he quickly eliminated Xihua, and explained in a few words: "Rescue the disciple of the Sword Sect, she should have left Lang Huantian, if you want to say that this matter has nothing to do with her, do you believe it?"

Qin Chaoran's neck was stained with dried blood, and his eyes were faintly red.

He calculated properly, after ruling the East Yellow Spring, and then subdued the West Yellow Spring by means, at that time, any witch cultivator demon sect would have to look up to him, and he didn't have to look at his face anymore to act, maybe if he gritted his teeth and was ruthless, he could also train Qin Qiuhe into a puppet, but now the bamboo basket is empty.

Thirty years of planning came to naught, step by step, cautious, he couldn't figure out where the reason for the overthrow was, everything he did turned out to be her wedding dress, and the antidote to the poison was not developed.

Qin Chaoran said solemnly: "She will definitely come out, wait for the exit, Donghuangquan can be lost, and the poison must be solved." ”

Sun Chengbi said bitterly: "If it is really her, the three dragon eagles will definitely accompany us, and we are not opponents after all." ”

The strength of the dragon eagle, now thinking back to Sun Chengbi, he couldn't help but shudder, Changkong Fu Nian was tragically divided, and the Buddha Emperor was seriously injured and was unable to fight again.

At the same time, Sun Chengbi was also on the embankment Qin Chaoran, the two of them were embarrassed to guard against each other, their cultivation was equal, their scheming was similar, and they were also bright for a while, but unfortunately Changkong Fu Nian died, and the Buddha Emperor was still ......

"Wait!" Qin Chaoran gritted his teeth: "This is the last chance, once she returns to Penglai Island, the dragon swims in the sea, and the tiger enters the mountains and forests, then it will really fall short." ”

......

Jing Yao rode a skeleton horse.

The East Yellow Springs are vibrant, the West Yellow Springs are lifeless, and even the means of transportation are undead horse bones, leading the black pressed walking corpses to the Sea of Silence, followed by three dragon eagles, who wave black flags to guide the dead forward.

Recalling the conversation between Mo Xinyan and Patriarch Lin Dong, Huangquan sealed the silent sea with one soul and one spirit, the location could not be determined, and every drop of sea water could be the place where his soul resided.

Of course, tens of thousands of undead cannot suppress Huangquan, these undead are used to reclaim the sea and force out the soul of Huangquan, and there will be a way to destroy it at that time.

In fact, Lin Dong came to Lang Huantian in person, and he held an iron box in his hand.

Mo Xinyan and the others went to the Five Domains to seal the limbs, and Lin Dong imprisoned the soul of Huangquan in the iron Xuanquan box and threw it into the sea of silence, but he didn't expect that the four seas were connected and all the yin were connected, which gave Huangquan a chance to unlock the seal of the Xuanbox.

Although Lin Dong had tried his best to stop it, it was only a stalemate of an invincible and undefeated situation, and even he didn't know that Huangquan was hiding under that water, so he simply generalized and imprisoned the entire silent sea, and when Jing Yao appeared, he blocked the sea area with his residual strength.

The black flag carried by the dragon eagle is called the flag of the soul of the town, which can drive the clouds in the sky, when waving, the high sky dirty clouds follow the waves, when the dirty clouds shroud the sea of opportunity, the sea surface is clear and calm, and the sea is suddenly surging, a scene of doom.

Thousands of dead spirits bowed down one after another, unconscious and only instinctively worshipped, the Yellow Spring was their faith, and the godless pupils emitted a faint blue spark, apparently hoping that their king would listen to the silent voice of this longing and convey his faith to the past.

The undead who were prostrate on the ground were as neat as a line, leaving only Jing Yao standing proudly in front, ignoring the silent sea, the color of the turbid clouds faded, and the light was pure and sacred, giving people a sense of sacrosanctity.

Jing Yao didn't know what the power of faith would bring to Huangquan, but she knew that this invisible material power would make it extremely difficult for her to move forward, so she ordered in a cold voice: "Don't worship, stand up." ”

The sound was not loud, like a breeze, clearly reaching everyone's ears, like the thunder of spring, the dragon eagle waved the flag of the soul suppression, conveying the meaning of the great commander, who did not comply immediately to death.

At first, Jing Yao couldn't bear to think of the method of burying souls with souls, and then thought that these undead spirits were completely insane, once Huang Quan was born, they would be the most righteous executioners under Huang Quan, sighed and disregarded human life, and his mind turned to steel.

Tens of thousands of undead reluctantly stood up, for their simple thinking, Huangquan is their only true god, the great commander is the chosen one of the gods, to convey the will of the true god, and it is always wrong to obey orders.

Jing Yao turned around and looked back, they stood up, but the blue flames in their eyes were even hotter, and they could feel the crazy worship from afar

Jing Yao bit her lip.

The power of Huangquan is also affecting her, she feels like she has become a baby, and the power is as gentle as a cradle, and she can't help but want to get closer.

Exhaling a breath of turbidity, Jing Yao cast a spell to build an arch bridge leading to the deep sea, and instructed the dragon eagle: "Let's start." ”

The dragon eagle received the order, pinched his lips and howled, tens of thousands of undead happily led the order to step on the arch bridge, and walked towards the warm embrace of Huangquan, the clouds in the sky began to roll, and the calm sea water shook out thousands of high waves, but at the same time, the southwest direction of the wall shot out the sword qi of the Han Niu Ding, suppressed the ocean, and calmed down the waves.

Jing Yao bowed in the southwest direction to show her gratitude.

......

It was two hours before tens of thousands of undead merged into the deep sea, and seeing that there were less than a hundred undead behind him, Jing Yao shouted in a deep voice: "Follow me." "Take the lead towards the arch bridge.

One dragon eagle handed over the soul suppression flag to his companion, the dragon roared, spread his hands from the void to resist the three-zhang high bronze tripod, and the other dragon eagle followed the action, pulling out the two-zhang high nine-story iron tower.

The soul of the dead flag, the bronze tripod, and the nine-story iron tower are all the treasures left by the Yellow Spring, and its power is not a problem, and the imprinted Huangquan spirit has been erased by Lin Dong, and the blood refining of the dragon carving has long recognized the master.

A dragon eagle opened his mouth and made a hoarse sound, but Jing Yao understood, the dragon eagle said that the three heavy treasures were not as powerful as the artifact, and they were also the ultimate backhand left by Lin Dong, if one day he was gone, let them use the artifact and Huangquan's soul to die together.

The resentment of thousands of undead souls poured out of the sea, incarnating into huge bloodthirsty Shura and swimming evil ghosts, staring coldly at the sea.

At the moment when the physical body died, the sealing power of the Sea of Silence made them return to their light, recall their lives, sigh for countless years and months, and hate Huangquan to the core.

Jing Yao couldn't help but thank Lin Dong again.