Traveling through the heavens as a myth

While Ning Yang worked hard to refine Ying Long's essence and blood, Ying Long frowned and looked in a certain direction.

"A few more bugs are here!"

Ying Long's voice was a little unpleasant, like an ordinary person sleeping when a few mosquitoes suddenly flew in his ears, making a harsh sound "buzzing".

Ying Long looked up at an inexplicable high place, thought about his unhealed injury, and resisted the urge to slap those "mosquitoes" with a paw.

...

At this time, a group of demons came to the core area, outside of the dry graves.

The leader was Pan Lie, who had provoked Ning Yang outside the Tianyuan Forbidden Area before, but there were only five or six of the more than a hundred monsters around Pan Lie at this time.

Presumably other monster races died in various dangerous places, which shows the degree of danger of Tianyuan Forbidden Land.

"Stop!"

As soon as Pan Lie saw the boundless grave bag in front of him, he was shocked and waved his right hand to stop the demon race behind him from advancing.

"What's the danger?"

"Look, there are grave bags everywhere in front!"

"Psychic monster corpse? You don't need to be so vigilant, we don't know how many psychic monster corpses have been killed."

"Stupid! You don't look at the number of tomb bags. There must be a higher-level psychic corpse here, maybe there will be a psychic monster king!"

As soon as the five words "psychic demon corpse king" came out, all the demon clan who followed Pan Lie fell silent.

Over the long years, dozens of violent riots have occurred in the Tianyuan Forbidden Land, which wiped out all the monster races who came to explore, sharpen, and search for treasures!

Among them, the most famous and frequent one is the psychic demon corpse king, and he is the protagonist of at least a dozen murderous riots.

As soon as the psychic demon corpse king dispatched, thousands of psychic demon corpses followed and flooded the Tianyuan Forbidden Land.

Because the damage caused was too great, one time when the psychic demon corpse king was dispatched, the top ten of the strong clans made a joint action, but they only severely injured the psychic demon corpse king, and then forced it back to the core area, and fell asleep for thousands. year.

Therefore, the psychic demon corpse king is a household name in the demon world, and is much more famous than Ning Yang.

In silence.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The grave bag exploded, blood and mud flew around, and the psychic demon corpses used their hands and feet together and crawled out of the grave bag.

"boom!"

With a loud noise far exceeding the explosion of the tomb bag before, a huge tomb bag exploded in the center of the thousands of psychic monster corpses, and a figure with a height of ten feet stood up.

"call--"

The strong corpse qi came over the sky with the breath of the sky.

"Roar--"

Han Yan opened his scarlet eyes and let out a roar to the sky!

I thought I could feast on fresh flesh and blood, but I didn't expect that there was the son of the old monster Yinglong, and he ended up in a soup.

Now finally there are a few more demon cubs, I waited a little longer, no other old monsters will cause trouble, and finally I can start a meal!

The roar full of excitement and venting, heard in the ears of the monster race present, turned into a roar of demonstration and attack.

The demons other than Pan Lie slumped to the ground in an instant, shivering.

"Useless waste!"

Pan Lie curled his lips in disdain, besides being nervous, there was a hint of excitement to challenge the strong!

"kill!"

Facing a group of charged psychic monster corpses, he shouted fiercely, his hands restored to their original shape, turned into double claws, and three-inch-long claws popped out, waving and killing them.

"Puff! Puff! Puff..."

Pan Lie tore apart psychic corpses one after another along the way, and there was no enemy of one.

"Humph!"

Han Yan noticed Pan Lie, he snorted coldly and took a palm.

This palm shot, like a mountain smashed down, the surrounding ghost mist was tumbling, and it was instantly cleared.

"The dog bites the sun!"

Faced with this shocking blow, Pan Lie was shocked, but did not wait for his death, but shouted and displayed the Pandog clan's signature magical powers.

Pan Lie manifested his five-hundred-zhang original body, opened his blood basin and opened his mouth, biting the palm of Hanyan with one bite of the sun.

"boom!"

The drought was unmoved, and the palm fell as it was, patted on Pan Lie's canine teeth.

"Crack!"

"what"

With a crisp sound, Pan Lie's canine teeth broke, and he let out a scream, and then, with the power of the palm of the drought, speeded up to escape.

"Ok?"

Pan Lie's decisive action went beyond Drought's expectation. At the moment he was stunned, Pan Lie had run out of sight.

"Unlucky, ran away."

Han Yan murmured, and then commanded his men to move the demon clan who had collapsed to the ground into his grave bag.

A moment later, there was a creepy chewing sound in the grave bag.

...

On Yinglong's side, Ning Yang was still refining Yinglong's blood.

It can be seen that the color of Ning Yang's body is close to pure gold, and there is not much blood left in front of him.

"Whhhhhh..."