Even though many of the same kind have been killed by these practitioners on the ground, Jiaolong is a Jiaolong. Since ancient times, they have been at the top of the food chain. Even if they feel dangerous, the nature deep in their hearts still makes them Despise these "food".
Practitioners have heaven and earth spiritual energy in their bodies. For them, the flesh and blood of practitioners is sweeter and more delicious than ordinary creatures, and it is more conducive to their strength growth.
When the heads were lowered from the clouds, a large amount of water mist began to gushe out from the scales of these several flood dragons like huge stones.
Their attack methods are also unchanged from their predecessors, and they summon real tides directly in the air.
This method is not difficult for the masters of the seven realms, but it is very labor-intensive.
Especially the scales on their bodies are extremely hard. Even if such a flood dragon stays motionless in the air, waiting for them to use their swords to cut off their heads, each sword will consume a lot of vitality.
However, looking up at the few flood dragons that were calling for wind and rain, their huge bodies covering the sky, Qing Yaoyin just stretched out his hand and ejected a wave of air.
There are some pink medicinal powders in this air wave.
The light in the dim yellow pupils of those dragons changed instantly, and the cruel and bloodthirsty light turned into fear.
In the next instant, these flood dragons didn't spew out all the power stored in their bodies towards the people below, but flew up in a panic.
This thousand-heavy dust mountain is a sword array arranged by Ye Xiao with himself, those sword slaves, and many famous swords. They are allowed to enter and not allowed to leave. These dragons are fluttering in the dust mountain, but they are lost in it. The surging vitality collided with the power in the dust mountain, making many grand bang bang bang bang sounds, like many giants constantly ringing bells in the air.
"Taming is worse than raising, as expected."
Looking at such a simple scene that made these dragons get lost in the mountain of thousands of dust, and thinking about his master's evaluation of these practitioners of the Minshan Sword Sect in the past, Qian Tomb couldn't help shaking his head.
Then his eyes fell on the body of the cultivator whose spine was smashed into several pieces, and he tried a lot to finally squeeze out some natal vitality from his body.
A cloud of black air condensed into a small black tombstone at his fingertips.
There was a gap in the ground under the practitioner's body, and a larger tombstone rose up, and then merged into the practitioner's body like a phantom. Then the practitioner's body sank into the crack in the ground.
"I didn't expect you to have such powerful means of ghosts and ghosts." Qing Yaoyin looked at the black-robed boy and praised freely.
Qian Mu hung his head, without any pride, and even corrected his statement with some sadness: "It's not my method, it's left to me by my master."
Qing Yaoyin smiled generously. He looked at this junior who respected his teacher, his eyes were full of approval.
"It just so happens that you are here, this thing may be of some use."
Changsun Qianxue took out a cocoon from her sleeve and handed it to Qing Yaoyin.
Qing Yaoyin was stunned.
This is really a cocoon. It looks no different from ordinary silkworm cocoons in appearance. However, there is no normal silkworm cocoon in the world that is much larger than an adult's fist. The most important thing is that the silk that is woven into this cocoon is like a silkworm. The cold air emitted by the thin black ice caused frost flowers to form in the surrounding water vapor.
"This is?" he asked subconsciously.
"Strictly speaking, this is originally a thing of your Minshan Sword Sect. He brought it out of the Minshan Sword Club. Because he felt that it could swallow the cold air of the nether world, he gave it to me." Changsun Qianxue glanced at Qing Yaoyin looked at Ding Ning again and said.
Qing Yaoyin frowned immediately, "That Xuanshuang worm?"
He took the cocoon handed over by his eldest grandson Qianxue, feeling the chill that even he felt stabbed, and an unbelievable feeling surged in his heart.
Tantai Guanjian was also completely stunned, he had also sensed the chill emanating from Changsun Qianxue's sleeves before, but he just thought it was some kind of weapon of Changsun Qianxue, or the aura naturally oscillated by the exercises he practiced .
It never occurred to him that this powerful aura came from such a weird cocoon.
"I am also very curious."
At this moment, Ding Ning's voice sounded. He looked at Qing Yaoyin who was frowning deeply, and asked seriously: "What is the arrangement deep in the mountainside of Minshan Jianzong... Or, what are you trying to do in it all year round?"
"Purely using some drugs to induce birth may be able to produce some blood mutations."
After a pause, Ding Ning continued to ask: "However, some low-level beasts, no matter how mutated, can't have a reborn change like this mysterious frost worm. Naturally devouring the appropriate vitality, especially the ability to fuse the nine elements of her body. The coldness of the Nether King Sword is impossible for many of the strongest beasts in the cold abyss."
Qing Yaoyin carefully listened to every word of Ding Ning, he didn't answer Ding Ning's question first, but first asked: "When did this mysterious frost worm start cocooning, and did any changes happen before cocooning? "
"After I went to Donghu, this Xuanshuang worm grew horns. At that time, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a young cold dragon."
Ding Ning looked at him and said, "When I arrived at Yinshan Mountain from Donghu, this Xuanshuang worm began to cocoon."
"So fast."
Qing Yaoyin's expression became extremely solemn, with inexplicable shock in his eyes, and then he answered Ding Ning's previous question very simply and directly: "We have cultivated a Youlong."
"Youlong?"
Ding Ning couldn't help taking a breath.
Qian Tomb may not have heard many things about the Great You Dynasty, and he has not felt a strong shock, but even the grandson Qianxue couldn't help but widen his eyes.
"We spent a lot of time making a cold abyss by using the advantages of Minshan Mountain, and then deliberated a lot of records in the Secret Code of the You Dynasty, and really cultivated a Youlong." Qing Yaoyin didn't play any charades, and it was very easy. Quickly said directly: "This mysterious frost worm is one of the previous attempts. It has some blood of Youlong on it. It is mainly used to observe its reaction and changes corresponding to some elixir. It can fuse some vitality It is not surprising to practice, but its changes are so drastic, it should be because of the Nine Nether King Sword. The Nine Nether King Sword is the coldest sword in the world, and it should be related to Emperor You and the Youlong."
Having said that, he glanced at Qian Tomb.
Everyone understood the meaning of his glance.
This kind of inheritance of vitality is probably the same as the inheritance of Master Yan and the thousand tombs.
"What are you raising this Youlong for?" Ding Ning took a deep breath and asked.
Qing Yaoyin was silent for a while, and said: "Enter the palace and kill Zheng Xiu."
Everyone was shocked.
After a few breaths of silence, Changsun Qianxue opened her mouth and said, "So at this moment, Baili Suxue should have gone to the Changling Palace."
"If he succeeds, Zheng Xiu is already dead." Qing Yaoyin nodded, he couldn't help but look back in the direction of Changling, and said softly: "I hope he can succeed."