This time, Ling Duanshang was like a blessing from heaven. Not only did he shatter the conspiracy that the Golden Lotus Sword Immortal had been dormant for more than two thousand years, he also obtained the Shushan Sword Censorship Skill - "Killing Skill". (_)

At this time, Ling Duanshang and Xiao Yilong were in the tower layer at the broken entrance of the tower, waiting for Xiao Yilong to restore his breathing. According to Xiao Yilong's memory, Ling Duanshang had consumed a lot of time at the bottom of the tower at that time, about 74 days. Xiao Yilong consumed too much of his mind during this period, and was exhausted. This time, he could naturally take some time to meditate and regulate his breathing.

Shortly after Ling Duanshang first practiced "The Killing Art", he found an empty place to think about the mystery of this sword technique. However, just as he sat down, the voice of the evil dragon came. At this time, it was not in his mind, but in his ears.

Since Ling Duanshang practiced "The Art of Killing", the evil dragon could no longer peek at what Ling Duanshang thought. It was a very laborious thing that directly transmitted the voice of the will in the sea of ​​consciousness. The side effects of "The Art of Killing" occurred in "The Art of Killing" Ling Duanshang was naturally very happy. Although the evil dragon helped him several times, he was quite grateful, but even so, he did not want others to be able to see his thoughts.

Since he discovered the existence of the evil dragon, Ling Duanshang had never recalled the past. He decided not to want the second person to know that he did not belong to this time and space.

Now that I have practiced the "Killing Art", the three blood words containing the techniques have not disappeared, and they still exist in Ling Duanshang's sea of ​​consciousness. Although Duanshang has cultivated the sword technique, the sword intent contained in the characters is quite large. "Killing Art" is derived from Shushan's "Breaking the Sky Sword" and the reason why eye is strong is because the sword energy contains sword intent. Now what Ling Duanshang wants to do is to refine the sword intent in the three blood words into his own sword element as soon as possible.

"Boy, look for it on this level!" The evil dragon's voice suddenly came.

Ling Duanshang was quite grateful to the evil dragon and refused to refuse his sudden request. He immediately stood up and walked towards the depths of the tower layer. The Demon Locking Tower was wide at the bottom and small at the top, so the area of ​​the highest floor was not too large. According to Ling Duanshang, it was estimated that it was only about 500 feet in radius, so he soon walked through this floor. However, as long as the tower layer was as empty as the tower layer, the repentance room was also empty.

"Follow the direction I guided!" Xie Long said again.

Ling Duanshang nodded, and then a wisp of evil energy poked out from Ling Duanshang's chest, like an arrow guiding Ling Duanshang.

After walking for more than ten steps, Ling Duanshang let go of his five senses. Now that he has practiced the "Killing Art", the five senses are becoming more and more intelligent. His feelings about the killing aura are becoming stronger. These changes in dozens of steps make him gradually notice a familiar aura.

The reason why this aura is familiar is that Ling Duanshang also noticed the same aura in the burial bone cave in the two tripods of the north and south. If the evil dragon said, this aura came from its physical body. "The dragon is now in a state of a remnant soul attached to its own essence and blood. It can be said that he is lingering in a persistent way. If he had not cultivated into the Nine-Turn Immortal Demon Body, he would have been destroyed when he was severely injured.

Ling Duanshang continued to follow the evil spirit to the edge of the tower layer, and the evil spirit flew out and covered a tower wall.

"There must be a hidden place here!" The evil dragon's almost roaring voice came, and his tone was quite exciting.

Ling Duanshang had never heard of this evil dragon being so emotional. If he said, part of his body must be hidden in this hidden place!

When this thought appeared, Duan Shang was shocked. The body of the evil dragon was hidden in the demon lock tower, and it was so hidden. If it weren't for the residual soul of the evil dragon, no one would know. The Golden Lotus Sword Immortal, as the head of Shushan, took over the body of the gold-eating dragon crocodile. If he knew, he would definitely take the body of the evil dragon for himself. He had not taken action for two thousand years. Would he know? If he was not a head of Shushan, then who blocked the body of the evil dragon?

Ling Duanshang's thoughts were moving, and the more he thought about it, the more he became, the more wrong he had. He had an intuition, I am afraid that the evil disciples came to Shushan this time to make the body of the evil dragon!

Because only the Golden Lotus Sword Immortal knows about the Killing Art and the Gold-Devouring Dragon Crocodile, even the Ling family members themselves are not aware of it. In the Demon Locking Tower, Ling Duanshang had a tower-stopping crystal bead in his hand and realized that there were no strange things in the tower, except those demon cultivators in the daze. Now, the only body of the evil dragon is worthy of peeping.

Thinking of this, Ling Duanshang couldn't help but turn his head to look at the direction where Xiao Yilong was and wanted to ask. But after thinking about it, he thought that Xiao Yilong saved him several times and even sacrificed himself to die. He would definitely not deceive him in this regard, and he was probably kept in the dark. However, Xiao Yilong mentioned that this matter was the order of the Demon King of the Split Cave, so I'm afraid that the evil Taoist might know about it.

Ling Duanshang did not hesitate, shook his hand, and the tower-stopping crystal bead appeared in his hand again. The bright light immediately shone the space like daytime. Sure enough, a door-like phantom appeared at the place where the evil dragon pointed.

Ling Duanshang activated the tower-suppressing crystal bead to make the bead open the door, but there was no reaction. He immediately took out the blood tendons. The blood tendons that had originally restrained their light actually released a ray of blood light, projecting on the area covered by the tower-suppressing crystal beads.

"Click!Click!Click!..." A slight sound like a collision between the mechanism came, as if it was a darkness around it, quite strange. The phantom of the door faded a lot again, and a bunch of blood rushed out from behind the door. Without any defense, Ling Duanshang sucked a little into his body. However, this blood qi was filled with vicissitudes, like wine that had been brewed for thousands of years, and the taste was so strong that it could not be dissolved.

In the next breath, Ling Duanshang's expression changed, and the originally stable four drops of blood in the Tanzhong acupoint turned wildly, absorbing and refining the strand of blood.

"There is indeed a hidden body in this demon lock tower! No wonder Gu always has a strange connection when he comes here. He was suppressed by the damn demon lock tower's will before, so it is difficult to observe carefully..." Xie Long laughed strangely, with a hint of madness in his tone.

Ling Duanshang frowned, but did not say anything.

At this moment, his palm opened and a bunch of blood flew out, but it was the true body of the evil dragon's essence and blood. As soon as this true body came out, it rushed towards the shadow, but before it could touch it, it was blocked by an invisible barrier.

He was about to find his body, but was turned away from the ruler. The evil dragon was naturally furious, and his blood and energy turned into a dragon's claw and grabbed the shadow.

He made a sound, but he did not make any achievements.

Ling Duanshang did not take action. This demon lock tower is not an extraordinary item. If he cannot open this shadow, even if his strength is increased ten times, it will probably be useless. Now the tower-stopping crystal bead that controls the demon lock tower and the blood tendons passed down by the heads of Shushan in the past dynasties are all on him. If these two things cannot open the virtual door, nothing is missing.

"This thing is missing, it should be a mantra or seal for breaking the door!" Thinking of this, Ling Duanshang raised his hand and beat the Five Finger Skills. Without reaction, Duanshang frowned and turned the order of the five Finger Skills like a wild imagination.

In an instant, a white light shot out from his palm and landed on the shadow of the door. A ripple passed by the door, and the already fading shadow of the door disappeared. The evil dragon rushed straight into the door without any pause and disappeared into the darkness.

Ling Duanshang paused for a moment, then stepped into the door with a step, and his body was already circling with reefs.

The eyes turned black and bright, and a bright blood color appeared in his eyes. Duan Shang then realized that he was standing on a platform. The platform was in the shape of a disc, about a hundred feet in a circle, and the disc was as white as snow. Ling Duan Shang touched it and realized that the material of the disc was exactly the same as the tower-suppressing crystal bead. His face changed. Although he didn't know what level of magic weapon this tower-suppressing crystal bead was, he thought that the ancestor of Shushan used it as the core of the demon lock tower to know its preciousness. However, this hundred feet of disk was actually all the heavenly and earth treasures that refine the tower-suppressing crystal beads. What a great deal!

At this time, the disc was white and daylight, and it was obviously blocking something.

Ling Duanshang raised his eyes and glanced around, and walked forward with his feet. He had already realized that the disc was hanging in the air. Duanshang was not slow at the speed, and soon reached the edge of the disc.

"Sharp..." A strange squirming sound suddenly came.

Ling Duanshang suddenly noticed that his throat was a little dry, and he swallowed unconsciously. At this time, another bunch of blood qi rushed out from the edge of the disc and wrapped towards him. The blood qi in his body boiled like a summoned person.

Ling Duanshang knew the consequences of excessive blood qi, and now he had all his strength to activate the Yuan Dan of Life and Death and Yin and Yang Qi to seal the four drops of blood.

After the blood energy subsided, Ling Duanshang leaned over and looked down...

A vast and boundless blood-colored world, the rich blood energy changes constantly like the clouds in the sky in hundreds of places below the disc, as terrifying as the folk legend of the Netherworld Blood Pool.

"Shasha..." This strange squirming sound came again. Ling Duanshang looked along the sound, and his eyes changed violently under the adjustment of the unit. His originally abyss-like vision suddenly became clear.

I saw a huge and long thing squirming in the depths of the bloody color, and there was no clearer thing to see. Ling Duanshang could only judge that the long thing was extremely large and very long. This space was as wide as the demon lock tower, the larger the top, the larger the more it was. At the bottom, Ling Duanshang could not see its border, and the same thing was the same. Only one end could be seen, like a pillar cut off by the waist, but the other end was coiled at the bottom and could not see the other end.

"Is this the body of the evil dragon?" Ling Duanshang's pupils shrank, and he couldn't help but think. He knew that the higher the level of the demon cultivator, the larger the body of the body, but he didn't expect that the body of the evil dragon could be as huge as this! Moreover, looking at the shape, I'm afraid this body is just a piece of broken body... (To be continued...

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