Chapter 896 Beiyue (please subscribe)

"The artifact of cover-up? The grade doesn't seem to be right."

The black dragon's body rolled up slightly, and the water light surged, contracted inward, turning into a young man with a seven-foot body. His eyebrows filled with a violent aura were now filled with a ray of doubt.

"The second young master, although the Beiyue Group is powerful, it is ultimately lonely..."

A third-grade monk following the black dragon came forward and explained softly, but before he finished speaking, the young man grabbed his neck, shook it gently, and folded his head: "You don't need to say this to me, I know very well. Are you so anxious to tell me about this? Do you want to show how smart you are, or do you want to show my stupidity? "

As he spoke, Ao Zhanmeng looked back at the bronze mirror and muttered in his heart.

‘Although the Emperor of Beiyue was at the peak of the eighth grade back then, it was the most hopeful existence of our world to create a ninth grade artifact. But no matter how strong the power is and how strong the foundation is, after the defeat, all kinds of powers will disappear. His imperial concubine and the emperor's son fled to all directions, even if there are concealed artifacts to protect him, problems should have occurred over the years.’

Thinking of this, Ao Zhanmeng felt that his chance of seizing the artifact was a little greater.

He silently recited the spell and activated the mirror light on the bronze mirror to rotate continuously.

This bronze mirror was originally a magical artifact condensed by a fifth-grade monk. It was only because the other party accidentally peeked out some of Ao Zhanmeng's privacy and was ripped out of bones and integrated into the magical artifact, becoming a treasure for the black dragon to explore the past.

With Ao Zhanmeng's continuous activation, the mist on the mirror began to dissipate a little, and the outline of a man could be vaguely seen.

Yu Chen, who had already fled far away, turned around, held the dragon snake's fog flag, and frowned slightly: "It's really... why bother."

With Yu Chen's look back, the figure in the mirror also looked at Ao Zhanmeng.

For a high-ranking monk, when others see him, it is equivalent to him seeing others.

Now, Ao Zhanmeng used the bronze mirror to explore Yu Chen, and in Yu Chen's eyes, he also passed his information to him.

"This world is really the most powerful ones respected!"

When Yuchen said this, a trace of anger appeared in his eyes.

He saw that Ao Zhanmeng showed a good "dragon nature" since he was young, and he acted recklessly, and if he had any dissatisfaction, he would have fun with others. At the fourth rank, in order to gather a powerful enough dragon artifact, he even traveled thousands of miles with his father's acquiesce, crossed three cities, injured hundreds of thousands of people, destroyed eight hundred miles of fields, and created a tragic scene of thousands of miles of land and no harvest.

During this period, these three cities became the production site of many magical artifacts of the Black Dragon, creating seven or eight fifth-grade monks.

‘I don’t know if the Dragon Clan in the Four Seas is so majestic, is it joy or anger?’

Yu Chen recalled the suppressed Dragon Clan of Four Seas in his universe, and looked at Ao Zhanmeng again. It has to be said that even the direct descendants of Four Seas Dragon Palace did not have the courage to cause such a big deal when they achieved the fairyland.

And Ao Zhanmeng is still a human race!

This is also what makes Yuchen most angry.

Although he pays attention to the human race, he is not the kind of person who insists on taking the human race's moral concept, putting people as the core, asking other races to handle things according to this concept.

As long as Ao Zhanmeng is a dragon clan, a dragon clan, or even a snake clan, Yu Chen can understand his approach a little, and then "educate" one or two of them by himself.

But this guy, or the Black Dragon series, is simply a human race. He has sacrificed and refined the magical artifacts of the Black Dragon series and has been constantly approaching the dragon race during the practice process.

‘Is this guy who turned into a black dragon with his body, and he regards himself as a black dragon? Is this kind of mind he is controlling the artifact or is it controlling it?’

The change in Yuchen's thoughts made Ao Zhanmeng unconsciously appear in his vertical pupils, and he felt a little danger.

And the danger was expanding, and the strong sense of danger made him reveal the black dragon's body, and his dragon scales were erected.

"What's it?"

Ao Zhanmeng looked around and completely forgot about the eyes he had just seen Yuchen in the mirror.

‘What a pity!’ Yuchen looked at the water mirror in front of him, and a ray of dragon energy appeared between Ao Zhanmeng’s eyebrows reflected inside.

The dragon energy is similar to the young man encountered in the Jiuquan Mountains. Apart from being more intense, there is no difference.

Even if you just watch from afar, Yu Chen could feel this wisp of dragon energy, which could burst out with power beyond Ao Zhanmeng himself in a short period of time. This undoubtedly cut off the possibility of Yu Chen affecting Ao Zhanmeng from a distance.

However, this observation also made Yuchen know the reason why Ao Zhanmeng pursued himself.

He withdrew his gaze, picked up the Netherworld Pot in his hand, took out a ray of breath from the ghost picture, mixed it with a little aura taken from Ao Zhanmeng, mixed the two, threw it out at will, pulling the black dragon's perception.

The direction of Yuchen throwing out his breath was not arbitrary choice. In fact, when he collected information about the faceless woman just now, Yuchen also vaguely felt that there was an existence similar to his breath in that direction.

At this time, he gave it to Ao Zhanmeng, but he was thinking of letting both sides bite the dog.

With Yu Chen's actions, the danger Ao Zhanmeng sensed quickly disappeared. He looked in the direction of the bronze mirror again, and what was revealed was a dark mountain range. The mountain range was quite distinctive. The dead branches in the mountain looked like bone claws, and the land was dark red. Every few steps, scattered white bones were exposed to the air, making it even more dark.

Ao Zhanmeng thought for a moment and recalled the location of this place. A hint of joy appeared in his eyes, but soon he remembered the dangerous feeling that suddenly appeared before.

‘This place is not a trap, right?’

Ao Zhanmeng, who looked like a black dragon, muttered a few words in his heart, then rolled up the bronze mirror and breath and turned back to find his father.

While Ao Zhanmeng made his choice, in the depths of the dark mountains thousands of miles away, in an underground palace, a huge bronze coffin lined up in the center, and an ancient glass lamp was lit at each of the four corners. The lights were deep and dark, as if liquids were more than flames, and the rendering of the surroundings was even more gloomy and terrifying.

But the light seemed to be a source of attraction. A series of white and miserable corpse gas gathered from all directions, turning into obscure black water, surrounding the bronze coffin, and absorbed by it.

Every time the originally gloomy and dark coffin absorbs a little, the overall ray of luster will be added.

Suddenly, a huge force rose from the coffin, causing the lid to fly away.

The bronze coffin cover was pulled by the glass lamp, suspended in the air, constantly rolling up and hanging down, like a canopy standing on the head of the king.

The next second, a young man stood up from the coffin.

The young man wore a crown on his head, with eleven tassels hanging from front and back. On each tassel, there are four red, yellow, green and white beads with seven black beads, totaling eleven.

Through the hanging jade curtain, the youth's face was blurry and it was hard to see clearly. He stood quietly in the coffin, his breath constantly in harmony with the mountains, affecting the surrounding void.

He stretched out a hand, grabbed a wisp of breath in his hand, and felt it carefully.

"Xuanshui Black Dragon? Beidu Yujue Yin Zhitu? Is it that imperial concubine that fell into their hands?"

Before the young man finished speaking, he suddenly felt a peek at the sight. He turned his head to look at the void. The jade curtain swayed, and the hidden five-color light flashed, disrupting the surrounding atmosphere.

The next second, a huge dragon claw appeared above the mountains and suddenly fell to the seat where the young man was.

"A mere seventh-grade sage dares to disturb the imperial tomb, and it's not just about life or death!"

The young man whispered, and two pale light burst out from his eyes behind the jade curtain. In a faint way, a black water could be seen flowing down from the sacred mountain, carrying thousands of dead souls into the dark world.

During this period, countless evil souls were wailing in it, stretching out their thin ghost claws, wanting to pull everyone who saw them down as their companions.

"In the past, the pseudo-emperor of the Northern Mountain was only the eighth-rank king, but he dared to call himself the emperor, so that his destiny backfired and ended up scattering his soul. You really inherited your father's business, but you are just a broken seventh-rank monk, and you dare to shout with me!"

Accompanied by a dragon roar that resounded through the heaven and earth, a black dragon of seven hundred feet long appeared after the dragon claws. The dragon's body rolled in the air, stirring countless lightning and clouds, bringing terrifying pressure. The two white lights that originally fixed the dragon claws also turned into fireflies and dissipated.

"You really have a shallow understanding. Do you think you can fight with my Beiyue after you have obtained part of the inheritance of the Xuanshui Black Dragon Series? Little Loach, do you know how the Xuanshui magic weapon of the Xuanshui Black Dragon Series disappeared back then?"

The coffin lid with an ancient glass lamp lit at each corner suddenly flew up and bombarded the dragon claws in front.

"Not good!" Black Dragon was alert, but the method of revealing his figure just now, gathering clouds and thunder lightning, and breaking the opponent's magical powers and white light was already the result of his efforts, in order to suppress the opponent.

This is when his old power has just left and his new power has not yet been born.

Faced with the attacking artifact, the black dragon could only forcefully activate its power, drive the surrounding thunder clouds, gathered on the dragon's claws, and fell down with a bang.

But beyond the Black Dragon's expectations, the coffin lid was easily knocked out by it, but the glass lamp standing on the four corners flew up and swayed gently, and dark fire lights fell on the Black Dragon.

The firelight was strange, as if it was the same as the black dragon. Facing the heavy clouds entangled around the black dragon and the divine light that was scattered on the dragon scales, the firelight could easily penetrate, leaving deep holes of bone-visible holes on the black dragon.

The bright red dragon blood splattered and fell into the clouds, and suddenly turned into blood clouds. The dragon body rolled up, and the clouds collided, and the divine thunders fell down, and the sound of the dragon roar followed closely.

"I don't know what you said, but do you know that my Black Dragon series has a sixth-grade magical artifact called Zhenhai Shaking Yin Lei Bell? I have no choice but to enter over the years, so I sacrificed and refined twelve of them with me!"

As he spoke, twelve golden bells appeared in the black dragon's hand, shaking gently, and the surrounding thunder became even more violent. Thunderbolts fell one by one, breaking through the surrounding corpse energy, foul air, turbid air, and death air, pointing directly to the young man's body.

With the surge of thunder, there were more tyrannical auras that could not be concealed, spreading towards the eight wildernesses of Liuhe.

Many monks living nearby opened their eyes one after another. Some monks who had entered the sixth grade couldn't help but wait and see from afar, while some monks of the seventh grade went forward directly and intervened in the battle between the two sides.

"Who did I mess with you, the old loach? It turns out that you discovered the baby!"

As he said that, a treasure mirror that looked like a big sun fell down, and then a young man with red eyes appeared. He held the treasure mirror and looked at the young man in the bronze coffin below, and laughed: "The Northern Yue system was destroyed, and the Northern Yue Tianhengren Zhenyu Weiwei Yaoguang Wuji Xuanming Palace collapsed, but the method of sacrifice and refining disappeared. We suspected that there was another legitimate branch of the Northern Yue system escaped."

"Boy, under you is the Yuwei Yaoguang Wuji Ming Coffin! Even if the origin is damaged, it can maintain such power. It is worthy of being a direct artifact of Beiyue. If you hand it over to me, I can allow you to enter the cycle of reincarnation."

"Then you worship your disciple in the next life, let the Beiyue inheritance and enter your lineage?" A sarcasm sounded, and then the phantoms of five sacred mountains appeared, and a seventh-grade monk holding a yellow divine seal appeared.

After the monk appeared, he stared at the young man in the coffin and said, "You are the son of Emperor Youling from the Beiyue series in the past. If you are willing to break yourself up, I can guarantee that the inheritance of the Beiyue series will continue."

Emperor Youling ignored the words of the monk holding the divine seal, but looked at the yellow divine seal: "Huang Yuanzhenguang Daning Bao Seal? Are you the descendant of the Zhongyue lineage? But the appearance of the Huang Yuanzhenguang Daning Bao Seal is a bit wrong. This seal is the power of the Zhongyue lineage. It is not connected by five mountains, but a mountain is standing in charge, condensing it into this shape. Your Zhongyue lineage has not given up on the idea of ​​condensed the Five Mountains of God Seal?"

After saying that, Emperor Youling sneered, "That's right, since ancient times, the Dongyue series declined, the eighth-grade artifact Shaohai Tianzhaoshi Milou Chengxiang Altar disappeared, and then the conflict between the Xiyue and the Nanyue. The seventh-grade artifact Qinghua Ziguang Yuansheng Golden Scroll and the Suyuan Golden Light Daming Immortal Flag were all incomplete, and then the collapse of my Beiyue series, your Zhongyue series finally felt a little crisis? But do you think they will let you go after we destroy us?"

Facing the words of Emperor Youling, the monks from Zhongyue did not answer, but just looked at the other party coldly.

As time goes by, more and more seventh-grade monks appear in this dark mountain range.

Yu Chen, who caused this change, was a little stunned.

He originally just wanted to cause a fight between the Black Dragon and the Northern Yue veins, but he didn't expect to cause so much trouble.

However, with the emergence of seventh-grade cultivators, Yu Chen also collected a large amount of information. Not only did the artifact scores have many methods of sacrifice and refining, as well as the corresponding maps, he himself also understood the abilities and persons of seventh-grade cultivators.

Finally, as he collected more and more information, he also had some understanding of the limits of this world.

‘Although there are many first-class Dao Realm existences in this universe, the entire universe is divided into two levels. As the lower level, the limit of the inner fertility of this world should be the eighth-grade magical artifact. Moreover, this eighth-grade should be very bare and requires external forces to succeed. These seventh-grade monks should also have some speculations to pursue the inheritance of the Northern Mountain in this way.’

‘But, in this way, some people said the death of Emperor Beiyue that year…’
Chapter completed!