Relying on his physical strength, Ye Chuan boldly stepped onto the path surrounded by poisonous mist and quickly arrived at the entrance of the Demonic Dragon Road.
From a distance, the gate is made of shining gold. If you look closer, you will see that there are many light spots on it that are not made of pure gold. To the touch, there is a soft and warm feeling, as if it is the body of some monster. The entire door is like a huge mouth. Once you walk in, you will never get out.
Looking up, the golden light inside the door was dazzling. I could only roughly see huge golden statues, but I couldn't see the details clearly. There seems to be a layer of fog inside and outside the gate, and spiritual thoughts cannot penetrate it.
"Hey, there couldn't be a huge demonic dragon lying at your feet. The so-called demonic dragon path is the mouth and throat of this demonic dragon?"
Ye Chuan stretched out his hand and pressed it on the door frame, and lightly traced his fingertips on it. Suddenly a ridiculous idea came to his mind, and then he shook his head, a little confused.
The person who left behind this cave world is definitely an ancient power with extraordinary abilities. However, it is really unbelievable to say that this Demonic Dragon Dao is really the mouth of a monster. At least, even in the heyday of his previous life when he could cover the sky with one hand, Ye Chuan asked himself that he was far from having such magical powers.
There are many patterns engraved on the door frame. At first glance, they look like decorative patterns. If you look closely, they look like obscure runes, or in other words, a weird magic formula.
Ye Chuan was a little strange. Instead of rushing into the Demon Dragon Road, he carefully studied the glittering golden door and memorized every pattern in his mind.
The sound of rustling footsteps was heard. Ye Chuan looked up and saw a familiar figure.
Tuoba Xiong was not dead, but he was a little embarrassed with a few holes in his sleeves. He strode over carrying the heavy cauldron. Behind him were seven elite Xuanding Sect disciples, but Tuoba Xiaoniao was nowhere to be seen.
"snort!"
Tuoba Xiong snorted from afar, and his face darkened when he saw Ye Chuan, but he didn't turn his back on him. He didn't know whether he had scruples and re-examined Ye Chuan's strength, or he wanted to save his strength and break into the Demonic Dragon Path, so he walked over coldly with seven Xuanding Sect disciples.
"Master, please stay."
The moment Tuoba Xiong passed by, Ye Chuan, who was squatting on the ground studying patterns, suddenly stood up, "Where's the little bird? Master, the little bird..."
Not seeing Tuoba Xiaoniao, Ye Chuan suddenly became uneasy.
When Murong Zhui Feng was sniped in the side hall, the terrifying poisonous mist came so quickly that there was no time to think about running away. At this time, thinking of the weak and weak Tuoba Xiaoniao who was also in the side hall at that time, Ye Chuan felt uneasy and guilty. We can only place our hope on Tuoba Xiong, hoping to hear some good news. After all, tiger poison will not eat its seeds. No matter how arrogant Tuoba Xiong is, he is still the father of Tuoba Xiaoniao, and there is no way he will die without saving his life.
"Hmph, kid, stay away from my daughter from now on!"
Tuoba Xiong glanced at Ye Chuan coldly, strode through the gate, and led seven elites into the Demon Dragon Path.
Ye Chuan's eyes lit up and he secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Tuoba Xiong was still fierce and aggressive, but his words were enough. It means that Tuoba Xiaoniao is not dead, he just stayed outside like Zhu Sijia and others and did not follow him to take risks. As long as people are fine, it's fine. As for what happens in the future, it's not up to Tuoba Xiong. Tuoba Xiong can prevent him from entering the Xuanding Gate to see Tuoba Bird, but can he stay close and prevent Tuoba Bird from slipping out
Looking at Tuoba Xiong's back, Ye Chuan smiled evilly.
"Boy, are you not dead yet?" A cold voice came from afar.
Ye Chuan turned around and saw a familiar figure again. The Five Release Sect Feng Nin also walked over. To be precise, it was Yu Feng who floated over. He was a master of wind escape. He had a fierce look in his eyes and no injuries on his body. However, compared with Tuoba Xiong, he is far behind, without the previous arrogance and air.
Although Tuoba Xiong was in a panic, there were still a few elite disciples following him. However, Feng Ninja was left alone. He didn't know if he escaped alone when the poisonous mist came up, so he was the only one left in a large group of people, or was he one of the five survivors? All the escape disciples stayed outside and did not come in. Judging from this guy's consistent peeing, the former is obviously more likely. If any disciples of the Five Release Sect really survived, there was no reason for the old Feng Ninja not to take them with him. If he couldn't help, he could use them as a shield at critical moments.
"Hehe, it's okay, old guy. I'm really sorry to disappoint you. I'm also disappointed that you, an old fool, didn't die. It doesn't make sense!" Ye Chuan counterattacked coldly.
"Boy, you..."
Feng Nin's face turned cold and he was about to take action, but after careful consideration, he still didn't dare to act rashly.
He saw with his own eyes the scene when Ye Chuan sniped and killed Murong Zhuifeng. Ye Chuan's cultivation level is not high. He is only a fifth-level monk. If it were another person, he could be crushed to death with just a few fingers. But for some reason, Ye Chuan has endless killing moves, obviously hiding his true strength. Even Murong Zhuifeng, who was unstoppable at the time, suffered a big loss. Naturally, Feng Ren did not dare to mess around. The Ye Chuan now is no longer the Ye Chuan he was before.
"Boy, if you don't have the ability, get away as soon as possible. Come in if you are not afraid of death. I'm waiting for you in the Demonic Dragon Path!" Feng Nin glanced at the three characters 'Demon Dragon Path' above the door and walked away coldly across the door. , the sound came from far away.
"Old Immortal, I will go in. You'd better be careful and don't die too quickly!"
Ye Chuan sneered and continued to study the patterns on the door frame.
Today, there are only a few people on the Skyfire Continent who know what the word 'Devil Dragon' means. Like Tuoba Xiong, the wind ninja who relied on his old age did not know the meaning of the magic dragon at all. If they rushed in so recklessly, what awaited them might not be the inheritance of the cave world, but a restriction more terrifying than the poisonous mist!
Ye Chuan stayed calm and did not rush for success. He carefully considered every abnormality he saw and studied details that ordinary people would ignore.
In his previous life, he was able to brave every dangerous realm and escape unscathed, not only because of his extraordinary strength, but also his extraordinary patience. Those who are not patient will capsize sooner or later. If you don’t sharpen your state of mind during cultivation, you will not be able to reach the pinnacle of cultivation, and you are destined not to live long.
Ye Chuan cut off his distracting thoughts, closed his eyes, touched the pattern on the door frame with his fingertips, and slowly sensed the mystery within it with his mind.
One by one, the surviving masters walked up and passed by each other in a hurry.
Some people were wary and did not dare to say anything to Ye Chuan, who had hidden his strength. More importantly, they could not hold back the excitement in their hearts and hurriedly rushed in even though they knew there were many dangers ahead, for fear of falling behind others. On the contrary, the two casual cultivators, an old man and a young man, did not rush in when they arrived at the entrance of the Demon Dragon Road. They stood motionless behind Ye Chuan for a long time, as if they were waiting for something.
The old man was very old, with a wrinkled face and a gray beard that stretched to his abdomen. The younger one was very small, only about seven or eight years old. He kept holding the old man's hand uneasily, with a smile on his face. The tenderness and shyness of children. The two of them didn't seem to have much cultivation, and they didn't know how they survived the terrible poisonous mist. Ye Chuan vaguely sensed a strange aura on the two of them, which was vaguely similar to the aura of the little devil dragon.