Chapter 928: Nether burial pit

"The dragon breeders have a huge power in the divine soil, deep-rooted, and extremely hidden. Even the lotus and demon dragons have not let go..."

Ye Yun looked indifferent, and his face was a bit ugly.

The words of the Yaohuo leader coincided with his previous speculation.

It is impossible for a dragon breeder to miss any opportunity for the existing dragon clan.

Even if there are more powerful forces in the Divine Land that control the lotus demon dragon, the dragon breeder can also put a foot in it and take away most of the dragon eggs.

It can be seen that the dragon breeders are also extremely powerful in the Divine Land.

Ye Yun remembered that among the dragon breeders, there was a branch called Dragon Candle that specialized in incubating dragon eggs. He once encountered it in an underground palace in the Daluo Region.

"The dragon eggs were taken away. Over the years, our family of Jinglian Demon Dragon, now there are only more than a hundred people left..."

The Demon Fire Lord sighed with self-pity, and his expression became more and more frustrated.

"Um!"

Ye Yun nodded silently.

There are more than one hundred Jinglian Demon Dragons, but the number is pretty decent.

In this day and age, it is commendable that a dragon clan can retain so many reproduction offspring.

For the Jinglian Demon Dragon clan, Ye Yun would naturally not let them go. He wanted to rescue them from the deep water, and then put them in the space of the green beads alone, allowing them to recuperate.

This day and age.

Ye Yun no longer needs the Jinglian Demon Dragon to purify the battlefield.

"Where is the Nether burial pit? Take me over!"

Ye Yun whispered, with an unquestionable tone.

"Daoist Long Yunzi, why are you so interested in our Jinglian Demon Dragon clan?"

The Demon Fire Master asked in surprise.

"When you get to that place, you will naturally know..."

Ye Yun smiled deeply.

The Demon Fire Master was taken aback for a moment, scratching his head, a little at a loss.

The Netherworld burial pit is a very mysterious place. Above the sacred soil, very few people know about it.

"You don't have to worry about anything, I will remove your slave mark and completely return you a freedom..."

With a raised eyebrow, Ye Yun said lightly.

"What? Fellow Long Yunzi, I heard you right, did you say that we can get rid of our slave mark?"

The Demon Fire Lord asked with a look of shock.

"Yes, I can get rid of the slave mark on your Jinglian Demon Dragon, and now—start with you!"

Ye Yun smiled slightly.

The sky disillusioned eye was activated, and a powerful force instantly rushed into the head of the demon fire.

A silver slave mark suddenly shattered.

After the slave mark is broken.

The demon fire leader is in a daze state.

It took a while before he came back to his senses.

"It's incredible, the slave mark really disappeared, Daoist Long Yunzi, how did you do it?"

Demon Fire Lord said in disbelief.

"There are some things, it is not convenient to tell you now, first take me to the Nether burial pit!"

Ye Yun said in a deep voice.

"Okay, I'll take fellow Taoists there."

The Demon Fire Lord quickly agreed.

Now that there is no slave mark in his body, his life will no longer be in danger, which makes his whole person refreshed.

At this moment, even though he had many doubts about Ye Yun's identity.

But I also know that although the Dragon Yunzi sword repairer in front of me has a mysterious origin, it is very likely that they will be the great savior of their lotus and demon dragon clan.

At the thought of being able to rescue the tribe from the dire straits, the demon fire cult leader couldn't help but boil with blood and excitement.

"Friends, please come with me!"

The Demon Fire Lord said softly, and then he took Ye Yun to a teleportation formation of the Three Fire God Sect.

Huh!

The light of the formation skyrocketed into the sky, and the two of them disappeared here in an instant.

Send several times in a row.

It wasn't until they were teleported to a mountain range shrouded in white mist that the Demon Fire Lord finally stopped teleporting.

"Is the Nether burial pit inside?"

Ye Yun looked at the mist-shrouded mountains and asked indifferently.

"It's right here, but there is a formation on the periphery, so no one knows that this place is the Nether burial pit..."

The Demon Fire Lord said politely.

"Let's go!"

Ye Yun urged.

The Demon Fire Lord nodded quickly, and flew into the thick white mist with Ye Yun.

This piece of white fog is naturally formed by the formation.

However, the Demon Fire Lord has a formation token to avoid the fog.

After flying dozens of breaths in the mist, the two of them came to a large abyss.

A gray-brown abyss, like the mouth of a giant beast, is extremely large, with a radius of tens of thousands of miles.

"This is the Nether burial pit."

The Demon Fire Lord pointed his right hand to the bottom, and said in a agitated mood.

"Do you know... why is it called the Netherworld Burial Pit?"

Ye Yun frowned slightly and asked.

"The Netherworld burial pit has a lot of origin. It used to be the Yougu clan that was buried. Later, the gods and the dragon clan battled, and many gods and dragons were buried. Now this place, the atmosphere is extremely mixed, and some weird phenomena often occur..."

The Demon Fire Lord explained.

"Weird phenomenon?"

Ye Yun looked at the depths of the abyss, his pupils shrank slightly, and saw that on a huge platform in the abyss, there were many men in white robes sitting cross-legged around, constantly throwing masses of milky white lotus fire into the abyss. middle.

"Friends of Daoist, this weird phenomenon can be traced back thousands of years ago, when it happened on the corpses of the Yougu clan, but due to the suppression of some peerless powerful men, the weird phenomenon has long since disappeared.

But later, after the gods of the Divine Land and the corpses of the Dragon Clan came in, weird things often began to occur here, but they were all resolved by our Jinglian Dragon Clan..."

Demon Fire Master said.

"Yeah!" Ye Yun nodded silently.

At this moment, he suddenly thought of the Scarlet Broken Sword.

Scarlet Broken Sword.

The gods who once appeared in the Tibetan Dragon Continent and the Divine Land, changed owners several times, slayed the gods of the Divine Land, and also slain the dragon clan.

All the creatures that have been slain by this **** broken sword will grow black hairs, and occasionally red hairs are also entrained in the black hairs.

Ye Yun seemed to have some clues from it.

but.

He still needs time to verify.

A white shadow flew over and fell in front of the two people.

He is a middle-aged man in a white robe.

Although he was burly in shape, his complexion was tired and he felt old.

His cultivation has reached the half-step Divine King Realm.

"Long Chan, are you crazy? Why did you bring outsiders to this place?"

The middle-aged man said furiously.

"Brother Yu, don't get me wrong, this Daoist Long Yunzi is here to understand and save our lotus and demon dragon clan!"

Demon Fire Lord Long Chan looked anxious, waved his hand and said.

"Rescue our Net Lotus Demon Dragon Clan? Ha ha, what a big tone!"

The middle-aged man's eyes were cold, two sword-like eyes fell on Ye Yun, and he couldn't help looking at it.

"What happened? How come there are outsiders coming to the Nether burial pit?"

Then the figure flickered, and several people in white robes flew over.

The middle-aged man looked indifferent and seemed to suppress the anger in his heart.

He pointed Long Chan with his finger, and said indifferently: "It was brought by Long Chan. He said that this young man in white clothes can save our Lianlian Demon Dragon Clan..."

"Hahaha, what are you kidding? There is no one in this world who can save our lotus and demon dragon clan!"

An old man in white robe looked up to the sky and laughed, with a sad voice.