Chapter 280: The curse of the ancestor dragon
"Ugh…"
The old man in Tsing Yi sighed. He admired the black-robed youth in front of him very much. The tenacity of his will was unimaginable.
Under the chasing and killing of masters from all walks of life in Tongtian Island, it is unimaginable to be able to escape into the Continent of Hidden Dragon.
The space fluctuates.
A middle-aged man in a blue robe descended from the space.
The middle-aged man looked around, and when he saw the black-robed youth he had been chasing down, his face suddenly showed a hideous smile.
He let out a loud shout: "Jiang Hengyue, see where are you running?"
The black robe youth looked at the middle-aged man, frowning, and said nothing.
Although his body has recovered, his realm is still on the tenth level of the eternal realm.
Right now, he was not at all an opponent of this middle-aged man at the seventh floor of the True God Realm.
The eyes of the middle-aged man quickly fell from Jiang Hengyue to the old man in Tsing Yi.
He looked up and down a few times, and said calmly: "You are the guardian of this place."
The old man in Tsing Yi nodded indifferently.
This middle-aged man has a higher cultivation base than him, but he is a little angry in his disrespect for himself.
Had it not been for the cultivation level to be lower than that of the opponent, he would have already started at this moment.
"Your Excellency rushed to this place of God's abandonment, aren't you afraid of the power of curse?"
The old man in Tsing Yi jumped slightly, and suddenly said coldly.
"Haha... afraid... why are you not afraid?"
The middle-aged man laughed loudly, his voice shook the whole world.
The old man in Tsing Yi sneered and asked, "If you are scared, why are you here?"
"The island owner of Tongtian Island has a life-saving grace to me, even if my cultivation is stagnant, I must kill this Jiang Hengyue."
The middle-aged man showed a fierce face and said with a sneer.
He vented the anger in his heart on Jiang Hengyue's body.
If it weren't for this kid, he wouldn't have to venture into this god-forsaken land to be cursed.
"You can't kill him! I will protect this person."
Ye Yun carried his hands on his back and looked at the middle-aged man faintly.
"who are you?"
The middle-aged man's pupils shrank sharply before he realized that there was a person standing beside him.
But he hadn't seen the existence of this person just now.
Could it be that I am dazzled?
Or does it mean that the cultivation base of the white-clothed youth is far better than mine?
Is this impossible?
In the Cangnan Continent, the guardian is the most powerful person.
How could there be such a powerful god?
The middle-aged man stared at Ye Yun coldly, his eyes beating constantly, and many thoughts flashed in his mind.
He is already at the seventh level of the true **** realm. If a **** can appear so ignorantly, he must at least reach the **** monarch realm.
But in the Hidden Dragon Continent, how could there be a Divine Sovereign Realm?
This is absolutely impossible.
How can a monk who has reached this realm easily ruin his practice?
After all, this place is known as the God Abandoned Land, and it is full of terrifying vicious curses. Once you enter, your lifelong cultivation base will be difficult to make further progress.
Thinking of this in his mind, he calmed down instead.
The young man in white clothes in front of him is definitely not the cultivation base of the gods.
If it's true gods.
Then this young man in white clothes is absolutely impossible to kill himself even if he is at the tenth level of True God Realm.
After all, he still has an amulet given to him by the island owner.
Once this amulet was sacrificed, it would be able to strike a blow with the strength of the God Sovereign Realm, and even the cultivator at the tenth-level peak of the True God Realm would not be able to stop it.
No doubt he will die!
Thinking of this, he must have in his heart, looking at Ye Yun and let out a sneer: "Friends of Daoist, what a big tone, just don't know... if you have the ability to keep this guy!"
After speaking.
The middle-aged man drew out a sword and slashed it.
This sword is full of power that destroys the world.
If the great monk of the Eternal Realm of Cangnan Continent is here, I am afraid that he will be frightened and fainted on the spot when he sees this sword.
The cultivator on the seventh floor of the True God Realm had completely surpassed the level of this world.
"So strong!"
The old man in Tsing Yi saw this sword, his pupils shrank sharply, and he also felt the horror of this sword.
He is also looking forward to the next move from the Daoist Ye Yun next to him.
See what kind of magical power he uses to break the power of this sword.
Unexpectedly, Ye Yun remained motionless.
In a pair of enchanting eyes, countless small star-like runes suddenly moved, birth and death changed, and the whole world seemed to have entered a dream, upside down, black and white, like a dream.
That amazing sword light suddenly fell apart.
It was like a piece of ice, violently evaporated by the intense high temperature.
"how can that be?"
The middle-aged man's eyes were round, and he looked at the scene before him in disbelief.
He suddenly found that the whole world was dreamy, making him limp, as if he was immersed in it.
next moment.
He closed his eyes and couldn't open them again.
At this time, the middle-aged man was like a wooden man, standing straight in the void, motionless, as if he had fallen asleep.
As a bystander, the old man in Tsing Yi was so scared that he was sweating coldly when he saw such an amazing scene.
The magical powers of this fellow Taoist are too terrifying, right?
With his insight and experience, he didn't even know what kind of magical powers it was, and easily broke through that shocking sword light!
What's even more amazing is that he also made a God of the Seventh Floor of the True God Realm fall asleep without warning.
terror…
It's horrible!
The old man in Tsing Yi finally had a clear understanding of Ye Yun's strength.
hiss!
When Jiang Hengyue saw this, she couldn't help but breathe in the air.
What kind of cultivation is this young man in white clothes who took him in?
It was incredible that a God of the Seventh Floor of the True God Realm was solved so easily.
But in the next moment something even more incredible appeared.
I saw the middle-aged man's body turned into countless fine particles, floating in the air like a silk scarf.
"What a terrifying supernatural power!"
At this moment, Jiang Hengyue and the old man in Tsing Yi almost coincidentally had such thoughts in their hearts.
Ye Yun looked at these particles, his eyes flashed with unimaginable deduction light.
He was looking for the curse in the middle-aged man.
The curse is extremely hidden.
Even with Ye Yun's cultivation base, it took a long time to finally find some small particles.
In these particles, there is the curse of the Cangnan Continent on the monks of the Divine Soil.
As soon as Ye Yun waved his hand, he grabbed these cursed particles in his hand, and then observed it carefully.
I don't know why these curses made Ye Yun feel familiar.
A flash of light suddenly flashed across his mind, and Ye Yun was stunned.
This curse has the breath of Ancestral Dragon!
This discovery shocked Ye Yun.
Could it be said that the curse on the Cangnan Continent was laid by the fallen Ancestral Dragon?
Is it doing this to prevent the cultivators of the Divine Land from coveting the Cangnan Continent?
If Ye Yun didn't have the blood of Ancestral Dragon in his body, and the concentration had reached 99%, it would be difficult for him to find the breath of Ancestral Dragon hidden in such a deep curse.
Ye Yun's expression became serious.
"Friends, did you find something?"
The old man in Tsing Yi felt something wrong with Ye Yun's expression, and quickly asked next to him.
"It's nothing."
Ye Yun put away the curse on his hand and waved his hand gently, and the particles in the distance immediately dissipated between the sky and the earth.
