Five Hundred and Forty-Nine. The Dragon Gate Opens!

Yan Zhaoge's Beiming avatar stretched out his arms, and the cloud hanging from the sky in the Beiming's divine spear pierced towards Lin Qiancheng. ★

After all, the long spear refined from the spine and bone essence of Shaluo Sect Master Feng Jingsheng is not a real weapon and can only be used temporarily.

But at this moment, substituting fists for spears and turning spears into boxing is also majestic.

Lin Qiancheng practiced phantom magic art, hard work is not his strong point, and now he is in a weak period, and he can't resist the sharpness of Beiming Shenlance.

At the place where the spear's point was surging, Lin Qiancheng's body like a black shadow suddenly shook like a wave of water, as if it was about to be torn apart.

He didn't dare to stay any longer, turned into a group of black shadows, flew away into the distance, and fled to the depths of the Lost Sea.

Yan Zhaoge's eyes narrowed for a moment, he didn't stop, and urged Bei Ming's avatar to continue chasing.

Even when Lin Qiancheng was in its heyday, he was not as good as Yan Zhaoge's Beiming avatar simply by comparison.

So although he tried to escape, he still couldn't escape Yan Zhaoge's pursuit.

However, Lin Qiancheng seemed to have some kind of special treasure in his hands, whenever Yan Zhaoge and Bei Ming's avatar chased too closely, there would be a flash of light in Lin Qiancheng's hands.

Yan Zhaoge looked carefully, it seemed to be a round bead.

This bead is like a dragon's eye, every time it flickers, the surrounding clouds become more condensed, manifesting the shape of a real dragon, helping Lin Qiancheng block Yan Zhaoge.

It's like a finishing touch.

The longan flickered, and the real dragon aura around him became thicker and more condensed.

Being scattered by Yan Zhaoge's Beiming avatar, it turned into mist again, but as the longan in Lin Qiancheng's hand flickered again, the surrounding clouds recondensed again.

In this way, with the help of that strange treasure, Lin Qiancheng stumbled and fled into the deepest part of the Lost Zonghai.

According to the general cognition of the great world of the sea, even the martial saints need to pay attention to this place, and rarely set foot in it.

Yan Zhaoge didn't hesitate, and followed Lin Qiancheng with Beiming's avatar, and set foot in this inaccessible and dangerous place.

When you get here, you can feel the aura of the real dragon is more intense, making people feel that there is a real dragon hidden in the surrounding clouds and mist.

Yan Zhaoge was thoughtful, and then saw the black shadow enveloping Lin Qiancheng in front of him falling towards the sea below, and plunged headlong into the sea water.

The Beiming avatar punched down, and the sea water parted, but below it was a seemingly bottomless abyss.

Lin Qiancheng's figure blended into it and gradually disappeared.

But the Beiming avatar brought Yan Zhaoge all the way down and chased after him, keeping a firm eye on Lin Qiancheng.

Lin Qiancheng looked back at Yan Zhaoge, split his palms, and struck out from a distance, not hitting the pursuers, but shaking the surrounding sea.

In the sea abyss, a large amount of black air burst out suddenly, like evil dragons, attacking the clones of Yan Zhaoge and Beiming.

Yan Zhaoge took a look at these black qi, and knew that they were exuberant life qi, which reversed into death qi. How strong the vitality was in life, but now the meaning of death is so heavy, it is almost suffocating.

The majestic death energy seemed to devour the creatures that entered here, making them die together and stay here forever.

Yan Zhaoge thought to himself: "No wonder this is a very dangerous place, few people set foot here."

In the past, no one could clearly explain the origin of the death aura here, but now Yan Zhaoge knows it well, the source of this extremely strong death aura probably lies in the place where the dragons' bones are buried.

Dragons are innate creatures with extremely powerful blood and vitality. Young dragons who are underage have strong physique and vitality.

The death of a dragon can generate majestic death energy, let alone the burial of a group of dragons.

When Lin Qiancheng arrived here, he felt like a fish in water. He was in a period of weakness, but his strength seemed to be gradually recovering.

Yan Zhaoge knew that this was due to the magical art of Phantom Magic Art, which is good at plundering the energy of living beings.

Although there is a vast amount of dead energy here, it is all transformed from the essence of life. Lin Qiancheng can absorb the dead energy into his body for a short time, which instead increases his strength.

Yan Zhaoge's face did not change, Bei Ming's avatar waved his arms, cutting off the black energy like a dragon,

Then he still rushed towards Lin Qiancheng.

Lin Qiancheng turned around and slapped the iron fist of Beiming clone head-on!

The two martial saints clashed, and the violent air flow immediately spread to the surroundings, even dispelling all the black air in the abyss under the sea, causing a vacuum to appear in the abyss.

The power of both sides was pushed to the extreme, and the phantom magic formula recklessly fought the Beiming gun.

Beiming's avatar looks like a right hand carved from white jade. At this time, it completely loses its luster and moisture, and becomes emaciated, shriveled and withered, like a mummified corpse.

And Lin Qiancheng's right arm turned into an indistinct shadow, trying to dispel the powerful power of Beiming Shenlance, but in the end it exploded and completely shattered!

With one move, the battle between the two sides became fierce!

The Beiming avatar took a deep breath, practiced the profound arts silently, and the true energy circulated. The right hand was still dry, but it was a little more bloody and full.

Seeing this, Lin Qiancheng snorted, turned around again and walked away, continuing to dive down the abyss.

Yan Zhaoge and Beiming's avatar pursued closely.

The two sides fought and stopped, all the way down, the more deadly the surroundings became, even Lin Qiancheng didn't dare to absorb into the body easily, otherwise he might die of exhalation at any time.

As he was walking, Lin Qiancheng suddenly stopped.

Then he suddenly raised his hand, and a stream of light flickered in the black air all over the sky.

It was indeed that longan.

Yan Zhaoge's heart trembled, and then he saw the black energy crazily gathering, condensing around the longan, and finally turned into a huge black dragon.

The black dragon has only one eye, but at this moment, it seems that the real dragon is resurrected.

The terrifying power came overwhelming, making one's heart palpitate, and it was nothing more than Nian Chen mobilizing the holy soldier Nine Dragon Finger.

But the more terrible thing is yet to come.

Lin Qiancheng raised his hands continuously, and another eight dragon eyes flew out, and then attracted the majestic death energy in the abyss, and then turned into eight huge black dragons!

A total of nine one-eyed black dragons roared wildly and intertwined together, sealing the entire abyss.

Yan Zhaoge and Beiming clone, as well as Lin Qiancheng, were all locked up by nine powerful black dragons.

In just an instant, Yan Zhaoge felt that his life energy seemed to be disappearing.

Looking closely, the rear half of the bodies of the nine black dragons were buried under the abyss, and the tails of the dragons seemed to be connected to something.

In the dark abyss, there was a brilliance flickering, gradually forming a flashing closed door.

Among the nine black dragons circling, the tail of the dragon was holding the gate, trying to open it!

The power to open the door is clearly derived from the life essence of Yan Zhaoge, Beiming clone, and Lin Qiancheng.

"Sacrifice?" Yan Zhaoge looked at Lin Qiancheng, only to see that the other party had used the Phantom Magic Art to the extreme, and his whole body seemed to be a shadowy shadow that did not exist in this world.

The nine one-eyed black dragons devoured the essence of life, and ignored Lin Qiancheng for a while, and instead focused on Yan Zhaoge and the Beiming avatar.

In particular, the body of the Martial Saint, the extremely vigorous Beiming clone, became the main target.

In the illusory black shadows, Lin Qiancheng's ethereal voice came: "To open this legendary dragon gate, you need to sacrifice a huge vitality, and only a martial artist can do it."

"I can't open the door myself. I'm just waiting for someone who thinks he's smart to come here. It can be Zhao Zhong, Lin Shi, or you."

Yan Zhaoge said: "You're welcome, as you said, I can't open the door by myself." (To be continued.) 8