Chapter 507 Extracting the Huangjian Bloodline, Golden Dragon Palace

The mountain behind Guzhu Village is suspected to be the Golden Immortal Pure Land!

All the powerful men rushed over without hesitation.

Yan Jin felt a little strange when he saw Tang Chen walking back with Huang Ping'er.

Grandpa Yan Susu looked behind her and looked at Huang Ping'er's back in a playful and cute way.

"Fellow Daoist Tang, don't you try your luck?"

Yan 꿦 caught up and asked with a faint smile.

Tang Chen said softly: "No matter how they fight, they will never be able to open the final treasure."

Golden Dragon Key doesn't worry about this at all.

"In this case, I will take Su Su to take a look first. Fellow Taoist Tang will come as soon as possible."

Yan Jin thought about Tang Chen's words and nodded.

Tang Chen and Huang Ping'er stopped and watched the two of them fly up.

After they left, Huang Ping'er looked up at Tang Chen and asked, "Master, what gift do you want to give me?"

"You'll find out later."

Tang Chen smiled mysteriously and took him back to the inn.

Inside the inn, it was quite deserted.

Just because those who have the conditions and things to do, all go to the back mountain to compete for the so-called golden immortal material treasure.

inside the room.

Tang Chen placed his warm and broad palm on Huang Ping'er's head, and said secretly: "Extract the Huangjian bloodline and transfer it to Huang Ping'er."

Suddenly, a majestic and vigorous ancient blood flowed into Huang Ping'er's body through his veins.

In an instant, Huang Ping'er felt that the blood all over his body was boiling, and his aptitude and understanding changed drastically at this moment.

Boom!

In the sky above Guzhu Village, people from all directions came to pay homage, and all nations kowtowed, and the surging and fierce immortal energy was absorbed into Huang Ping'er's body.

A phantom standing a hundred feet tall, wearing black immortal holy armor and an emperor's battle spirit helmet, with sharp and domineering pupils shooting out from the sky.

He holds the sword with one hand and caresses the back of the sword with the other hand, as if a king is descending and looking down at all living beings.

The bloodline of Huangjian, the destination of sword cultivation!

Wan Jian pays homage!

This scene deeply impressed the eyes of many cultivators, who were all shocked.

"This is... Huangjian bloodline!"

"Who, who awakened the bloodline of Huangjian, the destination of sword cultivators!"

"Impossible, how can there be Huangjian bloodline in this small place!"

The cultivator exclaimed, his pupils filled with disbelief.

When someone wanted to investigate in detail, the shadow of the Huangjian bloodline returned to calm, as if it had been covered up.

The inn.

Tang Chen took back his chaotic energy, not wanting to let his brother 떚늅 hunt for others so early.

Huang Ping'er opened his eyes, and a ray of domineering aura spread out.

Brilliant, the emperor!

I will be the best in my life!

"How does it feel?"

Tang Chen gently rubbed Huang Ping'er's head and asked gently.

Huang Ping'er showed a warm smile, threw herself into his arms, and said in a low voice: "Thank you, Master."

Tang Chen chuckled lightly.

As long as his little disciple likes it, he will have no regrets about this trip.

As a master, you will always miss your younger brother.

This is human nature.

Just like the ancestor Chunyang back then.

He knew that his younger brother Tang Chen was very powerful and could easily jump through levels to fight, but he was still worried about him.

Whether it's the way of the sword or the temperament of protecting shortcomings, they all come from the same origin.

"Let's go and see if these people are full of questions about the last treasure." Tang Chen said with a smile.

Huang Ping'er let go of his master and nodded obediently.

At the same time, he also cheered himself up!

When you come in, you must listen to the master's words and work hard to practice swordsmanship, so that you can protect the master later.

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Guzhu Village, back mountain.

A void space is suspended above the dome.

Countless powerful people filed in, trying to find the treasures left by the Golden Immortal in this pure land.

In the pure land, birds are singing and flowers are fragrant, calm and leisurely, but as people enter, this tranquility is broken.

Palaces are located there one after another, and there are traces of formation patterns on them to prevent them from being stolen by others.

"This Golden Immortal is really awesome. All the people are gone, and he still has some formation patterns."

"Fortunately, I know some about formation patterns, otherwise I would just stare."

"There are no formations in the palace over there, let's go over and have a look!"

The cultivators looted in various ways, and a deadly battle broke out.

But at this time, Kong Long from the Shura Demon Sect led Lin Xianyan and others to break in, especially the former's eyes, which were sharp and arrogant.

He looked down at the damaged palace and said softly: "Hand over everything. Otherwise, die."

Those cultivators who had just come from the palace met the Shura Demon Sect, and their whole faces turned green. How could they be so unlucky!

"Didn't you hear? Are your ears deaf?" Lin Xian was furious before, but now he shouted even more violently.

The cultivator's angry face appeared and he shouted: "Just give it, I'm afraid you won't!"

With a flick of his hand, he threw the treasure to the Shura Demon Sect, then turned around and left without looking back.

If you are timid, you must also be timid!

So courageous!

Lin Xing's depression gradually dissipated.

This is the domineering posture that their Shura Demon Sect should have.

"Master, we must not let go of that pair of master and disciple!" he said viciously.

Konglong nodded and said, "They are just a pair of trash, no need to say more."

As he spoke, he suddenly decided Tang Chen's life or death.

The Shura Demon Sect is rampant in this pure land, robbing the treasures obtained by cultivators wherever it goes.

This is their style of conduct, and no one dares to say anything.

You must know that the Shura Demon Sect is the eight realm masters under the command of the realm master, and they are not able to resist at all.

"What we worked so hard for, are all gone?"

"Damn it, I curse him to be crippled sooner or later and choke to death in the cesspool!"

"Alas, no one is here to cure him, otherwise all the treasures in the Pure Land will be taken away by the Shura Demon Sect."

The cultivators were miserable and helpless.

The Pure Land is not big.

At the end there is a magnificent Golden Dragon Palace.

The giant dragon, lifelike, sits above the palace.

However, the entire Golden Dragon Palace is not covered with a single array pattern, but is forged from a special immortal material.

In the center, a golden lock hangs on it, as if it requires a special key to open it.

Bang!

Some cultivators slapped their palms, and the immortal energy was so strong that it shook the Golden Dragon Palace.

However, this immortal energy was swallowed by the Golden Dragon Palace, and it bombarded these cultivators like the movement of the stars, making them spit blood and fall to the ground.

"It is mixed with anti-immortal stones, which is a bit difficult to deal with."

Yan Xiao carried his hands on his back and looked carefully at the Golden Dragon Palace, frowning slightly and whispering.

Kong Long looked around and said in a deep voice: "Whoever has the key, I promise not to take away all the resources inside."

Hearing this, everyone showed contempt.

If your words can be believed, sows will climb trees.

Buzz!

A golden light suddenly shot out from the Golden Dragon Palace, passed through everyone, and landed steadily outside.

Everyone turned their heads and was stunned.

The person who came was no one else.

It was Tang Chen!