Chapter 404 Guest! Taixu Ancient Dragon Visits the Dark Snake Land Vein

The Demon Saint of Underworld is a powerful man from ancient times. He has fallen away for many years. Now, there is still a trace of his remnant soul guarding him in the Underworld Stone Tablet.

Although it is a remnant soul, it is not much weaker than a heavenly soul.

As for the famous fighting skills of the Underworld Demon Saint - Underworld's Fury and the Demon Saint's Essence and Blood, if you want to obtain them, you must first tame this residual soul.

Yao Ming originally wanted to seize the cultivation method of Huang Quan Tian Wrath. It is a heaven-level advanced sonic fighting skill that can shatter the soul in a rage.

At the same time, the Demon Saint of Huangquan was in the middle stage of fighting the emperor during his lifetime, and his essence and blood also experienced incredible changes.

But the result of his attempt was that it took him half a year to barely recover.

After hearing Yao Ming's reminder, Lin Xiu moved and sat down cross-legged on a stone pier in front of the stone monument.

"Yao Ming, please don't let anyone disturb me while I'm entering the stone monument!"

Lin Xiu glanced at him.

"Don't worry, Alliance Leader."

Yao Ming's face was serious, he hesitated for two seconds and then said, "If there is any trouble, please don't be impulsive, leader. The stone tablet won't move without legs. You can think about it in the long run."

"It's just a ray of remnant soul."

Lin Xiu nodded slightly and closed his eyes, and then a translucent figure similar to him walked out of the body and stepped into the stone tablet.

There is a cave inside the 100-foot-large stone tablet.

Standing in the void, Lin Xiu heard thunder in his ears, and an ancient atmosphere filled the vast world.

"Creating a world in the stone tablet is a bit interesting for the Demon Saint Huang Quan. When I become emperor in the future, where will I find a suitable place to open a space..."

Lin Xiu looked thoughtful and muttered to himself.

Compared with others, perhaps his greatest wealth is his own heritage.

If space is opened up, there are countless heaven-level techniques and fighting skills.

Maybe before leaving this world, he could send a message to Dou Qi Continent and tell them that he left the treasure in a certain space.

Maybe it can set off a wave of searches...

Thinking of this, the corners of Lin Xiu's mouth slightly raised. He would have to give himself a nice code name when the time comes.

Keep going deeper.

After reaching a certain distance, Lin Xiu was enveloped by an invisible force.

He looked up.

Wind and thunder gathered in the sky with great momentum.

But within the clouds, a huge force surged out, tearing the clouds apart, and then a huge finger fell from the sky.

"The Yellow Spring Finger can cut off life and death!"

Lin Xiu's expression remained unchanged as his soul power surged out and destroyed the giant finger.

At the same time, as if expected, the soul power rolled back and fell to the ground.

A giant palm broke out of the ground and hit his soul power, turning into little gleams of light and scattering to the ground.

Lin Xiu stared straight ahead.

Boom!

With a deafening roar, a towering mountain peak rose from the ground.

There is a huge throne on the top of the mountain, and a figure in a yellow fur robe is sitting on the seat.

His breath slowly dispersed, causing the earth to tremble, as if welcoming his master back.

"Junior, this is not the place you should be, retreat..."

The figure's eyebrows raised slightly, and his voice was full of soul pressure, sweeping over Lin Xiu's body.

Lin Xiu showed no fear and smiled lightly, "Times have changed. Now in my home court, you are just a remnant soul. You are the one who should be dispersed."

"Bold Xiaoxiao! You are worthy of being so arrogant in front of me!"

The man's eyes shot out a sharp light like a sword, and his figure roared out, shooting towards Lin Xiu.

"Little tricks."

Feeling the opponent's weak strength, Lin Xiu took the initiative to meet him, waving his sleeves and robe, blocking all the attacks.

"Your soul actually reached the imperial realm?"

The figure's face showed a look of horror for the first time.

Lin Xiu smiled and said nothing. Silver flames surged out of his body and turned into a silver dragon, surrounding him.

The figure's expression changed dramatically again, "The power of strange fire!"

"Take the initiative to hand over the wrath of Huangquan and the blood of the demon saint, and I will leave you with dignity."

Lin Xiu spoke slowly.

The figure didn't say anything, but his hands formed a strange handprint like lightning.

I saw him putting his hands on his mouth.

Buzz!

An abnormal fluctuation appeared. At the moment when this fluctuation appeared, this space seemed to be experiencing an apocalypse, and the sky collapsed and the earth split apart.

"Advanced Heaven Level..."

Lin Xiu himself has never owned or experienced it.

However, he was not envious.

As long as you give him enough time, even higher-level ones can be integrated, let alone heaven-level ones.

…

In front of the Huangquan Stone Monument.

Yao Ming stood at the edge of the steps, clasping his hands and looking at the back of the lonely figure sitting cross-legged on the stone pier.

"I seem to have explained all the details and precautions clearly, but the leader is too young after all, so don't act on impulse."

Yao Ming kept wandering around, a little worried.

Although he knew that Lin Xiu was an emperor-level soul, the Underworld Demon Saint was not bad either, and the space inside the stone tablet was left by the Underworld Demon Saint himself. Who knew if there was any back-up plan.

Because no one has ever been able to force out the true methods of Demon Saint Huangquan before.

He was also a little unsure at the moment.

At this moment, a rush of footsteps came.

Two figures anxiously walked up the steps.

"Clan..."

When they saw Yao Ming turning around, they were about to speak immediately, but noticed that Yao Ming put his index finger to his mouth and his voice immediately became quieter.

Yaoming led the two of them down and lowered his voice: "What's the matter?"

"Chief, we have a guest."

One person answered.

Yao Ming was stunned for a moment, "Who is he? Just let the elders receive him."

Another person's face was slightly solemn, "The other party is from the Taixu Ancient Dragon."

"I haven't been here for a hundred years. Has the clan had any contact with them?"

Yao Ming asked in confusion.

The two shook their heads.

Yao Ming thought for a while and asked again: "Did the other party reveal what they came for?"

One person immediately said: "Cooperation! They want us to go to the Ancient Dragon Realm for help."

Yao Ming was stunned for a moment.

When did the flying people in the sky actually lower themselves to ask them, who crawl on the ground, to help.

He looked back at the top of the steps and pointed at one of them, "Go and find Elder Xian, Elder Ming, and Elder Liu."

The man nodded and turned away.

Soon he came back with the three elders.

Yao Ming told the three people with a serious face to take care of Lin Xiu here, and no one except him could come to disturb him.

The three people nodded immediately.

After that, Yao Ming left with peace of mind. These three elders were the people closest to him back then, and the most trusted people in the clan.

……

In the hall.

An old man in green stood proudly, followed by several strong men.

They all exuded a strong aura.

When the strong men looked around, they couldn't help but flash a hint of disdain in their eyes.

"Sorry, I've kept you waiting for so long. I'm Yao Ming, the current patriarch of the Nine Netherworld Python Clan."

At the entrance of the hall, Yao Ming walked in quickly with a faint smile on his face.

The old man in green in front followed Yao Ming's gaze, also smiled, and clasped his fists, "Qing Yan, the elder of Beilong Island."

The Taixu Ancient Dragon Clan has fallen to this extent, and even a half-saint can be an elder?

A strange color flashed in Yao Ming's eyes. He thought the other party was just a messenger.

"Elder Qing Yan, I wonder what you are here for?"

Yao Ming went straight to the point.

Qing Yan cupped his hands, "We, the Dragon King, want to borrow some power from the nobles. Of course, we won't lend it for free. If the clan leader agrees, Beilong Island has some blood essence left by the ancient sky snake, which can be offered at that time."

The ancient sky snake is the ancestor of their Nine Nether Earth Python, the ancient sky demon python and other snakes, and the ancestor with pure blood.

In the ancient times, it was enough to compete with the ancient sky phoenix, the ancient Taixu dragon and even the swallowing sky python.

Since the blood of snakes is more and more mottled from generation to generation, there is almost no chance to reproduce the glory of their ancestors, but if they can have the blood essence of their ancestors, there is hope.