Chapter 1340: The Sound of Death of Eternal Regret

"Being trapped in the prison of the dragon!" Yang Xiaotian accident.

The outside world has always said that the robberies have been destroyed, and there are still masters alive?

Qingming Medicine said: "I also listened to a friend."

Lao Jiang shook his head and said, "The prison of robbing the dragon is abnormal. If the young master is not necessary, don't go." Then he said: "Lord Longzu also said that if it is not necessary, don't enter the jail of the dragon."

Yang Xiaotian did not expect that even the Yuan Shilong ancestor was afraid of the prison of the dragon.

Dragon Tengza drove slowly in the land robbery.

Yang Xiaotian fully urged the dragon god body. The power of the dragon god body wrapped the dragon's boat.

Under the power of the dragon god, the dragon's large array of the dragon's land flickered.

However, these Dragon Big Array forbidden did not attack Yang Xiaotian.

With the deepening of the crowd, the looting and dead qi of the dragon's land became thicker, and the sticky and thick hanging on the ground, occasionally a light flashed like a thunder.

This is the power of Tianjie.

The robbery family can lead the power of the heavenly robbery. This is the power of the robbers.

The power of these days of robbery contains Tianwei, which makes people look numb.

However, the ancestors of the seven dragon tribe behind Yang Xiaotian were a mouthful, swallowing these robbery power one by one, and then converting into the purest energy and incorporating Yang Xiaotian's body.

Yang Xiaotian only felt numb for a while.

It's so comfortable.

As Yang Xiaotian flew while pushing the power of the dragon god, the sense of power of the dragon should be the corner of the dragon.

At that time, the robberies were destroyed, and the strong men of the Dragon Dragons had fallen countless. Although many years have passed, many robberies have been corrupt, but the dragon horn is the hardest thing in the world, and it is still there.

However, under the continuous coverage of dust, these dragons are generally buried on the ground, and it is difficult to find out.

Therefore, one night when he entered the dragon, Yang Xiaotian still found nothing.

The sky was slowly bright, and when Yang Xiaotian passed the place where a swamp died, suddenly, Yang Xiaotian felt that there were four dragons in this death swamp!

Yang Xiaotian was happy in his heart, and then broke the heavily dying of the death swamp, and entered the death swamp. This death swamp was extremely sticky, but under the strength of Yang Xiaotian, he was kept plowing.

In the end, several people Yang Xiaotian came to the bottom of the death of death.

What made a few people unexpected was that the bottom of the death swamp was a underground city.

When a few people came to this underground city, they saw the death of death, completely covering the dragon spirit here.

Laojiang, Qingming medicine gods feel the death of this dungeon, and there is a bad feeling.

"Young master, be careful." Lao Jiang said.

Yang Xiaotian nodded, and he noticed the abnormalities of the dungeon.

Moreover, the deep death in the city is even more horrible. I saw these dead qi condensed into a cloud of death. In the long years, even the clouds of death seemed to be born.

You want to be so strong from the ground to the ground.

Everyone is condensing divine power and ready to shot at any time.

Yang Xiaotian flew carefully to one of the horns of the dragon.

After bombarding the death, I finally saw the corner of the dragon.

I saw the corner of the dragon lying on the ground like a huge curved blade. Although it was eroded by death, it was still smooth and bright.

Yang Xiaotian took one hand with one hand and took the corner of the dragon.

The horns of the robbery are quite heavy, pressed like a hill.

Under the power of Yang Xiaotian's light, the dead qi attached to the corner of the dragon was purified, and the original smooth and bright horn of the dragon was shining with bright cold light.

Looking at the corner of the dragon in front of him, Yang Xiaotian couldn't help admiring.

No wonder many people and even some disciples of the Holy Courtyard have used this corner of the dragon to create weapons.

The corner of this dragon has been eroded by the death of death for so long, and it is still so sharp. If it is polished, it is absolutely sharp.

Yang Xiaotian took the corner of the dragon, and then continued to fly towards the corner of the dragon. Not much, he saw the second corner of the dragon.

The horns of this dragon are even bigger.

The larger the corner of the dragon, the stronger the dragon strong.

Yang Xiaotian took the corner of the dragon and continued to fly towards the corner of the next dragon.

Soon, he collected three corners of the dragon, and the last one was left.

However, the last position is in the center of the city of death.

Looking at the rolling death of death in the center of the city of death, Yang Xiaotian hesitated, but he decided to come forward to collect the last corner of the dragon.

As the corner of the last dragon is close to the last dragon, even Laojiang and Qingming Medicine God became nervous.

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Mengxuexue also stood beside Yang Xiaotian.

Be careful, the fourteen light wings behind Yang Xiaotian gathered out. At the same time, he urged the king of chaos to be bright and bright.

Under the purification of the power of the wings of the fourteen light and the king of chaos, the gas of death was continuously purified.

However, even if Yang Xiaotian's light is constantly purifying, the dead at the bottom of the city is still rolling like boiling water.

Looking at the amazing death, Qingming medicine said: "There must be a strong dead thing at the bottom of this place!"

Everyone stared at the center of the city.

After getting closer, Yang Xiaotian and his companions could finally see the last dragon horn through the heavy death energy.

When they saw the last dragon horn, everyone was surprised, because this last dragon horn was as big as a mountain!

Although the previous three dragon horns were also large, they were nothing compared to the dragon horn in front of them.

This fourth dragon horn was at least 300 times larger than the previous three dragon horns.

Whose dragon horn was this big?

Even if such a large dragon horn was not from the ancestor of the dragon horn, it should be from one of the extremely powerful ancient ancestors of the ancestor of the dragon horn.

Yang Xiaotian grabbed it with one hand, but the dragon horn was surging with light, which dispersed Yang Xiaotian's power.

Everyone was stunned.

At this moment, suddenly, the ground under the dragon horn began to shake.

And it was a violent shake.

The ground cracked.

The death energy rose from the ground like a volcanic explosion.

A voice like from hell rang out: "I hate, I hate, I hate..."

The voice of hatred continued, like a demon maggot constantly drilling into the minds of Yang Xiaotian and others.

Yang Xiaotian's mind shook violently, and in an instant, he seemed to be trapped in a hellish world of endless hatred.

At this moment, the light of Yang Xiaotian's life palace, godhood, and life talisman in his mind shook.

The chaotic demon heart in his chest even bloomed with layers of demon light.

"It's the sound of Changhen's death!" Lao Jiang and Qingming Medicine God both changed their faces.