C916 Ancient Tomb Yun Yang's Blood Asura
C916 Ancient Tomb Yun Yang's Blood Asura
It knew that it was not Ling Tian's match, so it did not protect the Saro flower and directly chose to escape.
"Humph!"
The little shadow let out a cold snort and was about to give chase, but in the next moment, a black shadow suddenly scuttled out from the desert.
That black shadow was actually a black ball with millions of lacquer black vine vines growing on it. Those vines were like sharp blades as they chased after the figure like lightning. In the next moment, a miserable scream was heard.
The figure brandished a myriad of tentacles, intersecting to form a net and directly pulling the lizard down from the air. The myriad of tentacles pierced through the heart, killing it.
Looking at Blacky's human form, although it still looked neither human nor ghost, the vines on its body were still wiggling, making it look somewhat terrifying.
However, Ling Tian was still quite impressed with Xiao Hei's awareness.
Receiving the whirlpool that Xiao Hei passed to him, Ling Tian smiled: "How is it, what did you find?"
"The ruins are no longer there. Above is the desert."
Little Black said intermittently, "It's a grave."
"Tomb?"
Ling Tian raised his eyebrows, he did not expect that after walking for so long, his guess by the Lao Hou was finally correct.
Before, the Yuyan Hou said that this place was filled with a deathly still aura, it seemed very much like the aura of an ancient tomb. But on the road, Ling Tian saw only the Sect remains, and he did not feel the tomb.
But now, with Xiao Hei's confirmation, Ling Tian couldn't help but be shocked.
This space was even larger than the Yun State. Could it really be the tomb of some major power?
And all the Sect s and Martial Cultivator s, and even Demonic Beast s, had died for the sake of this almighty being?
"Aiya, Ling Tian, who cares what kind of tomb it is, since Xiao Hei has found it, let's hurry over. This place has too much sand in it, it's so annoying."
At this time, Tao Yaoyao came out of the peach garden, looked at the little shadow beside Ling Tian, and said.
"Alright then, Little Black, lead the way. We'll enter from outside the tomb."
Xiao Hei acknowledged, and immediately entered into the desert. Ling Tian and the rest followed closely behind, and quickly disappeared into the sandstorm.
At the border of the continent, there was a swamp filled with filth. The Blood s were dyed all over the ground, and the corpses of the numerous Royal Battle Team Martial Cultivator s laid lifeless on the ground.
Most of the corpses were badly damaged and scattered about, and their methods were quite brutal. The Air was filled with the thick smell of blood, causing people to feel extremely uncomfortable.
In the middle of the swamp, there was a rather peculiar grass. The grass was surrounded by a blood-colored aura. If one looked closely, they would notice that the blood energy was like a dragon swimming in the sky, shrouding the body of the grass. They were extremely surprised.
Dragon Blood Grass!
This was Dragon Blood Grass, a relatively rare heavenly and earthly treasures. When it was in the outside world, it would attract many strong warriors from all over the place to fight for it.
But right now, there were more than ten Martial Cultivator from different big teams looking at the Dragon Blood Grass and not moving at all. On the contrary, there was a terrified look on his face and he was trembling uncontrollably.
This was because there was a person standing next to the Dragon Blood Grass.
That person was dark red in color and wore a half bloody mask on his face. He was expressionless and his cold gaze was fixed on the Dragon Blood Grass. However, there was not the slightest fluctuation in his eyes.
He held a sword in his right hand. The sword's edge was cold and piercing. There were Blood s on the sword's tip, drop by drop, they fell to the ground.
This man was the son of the duke of Yun State, Yun Yang!
Before entering the Royal family to hunt, Yun Yang had already killed his way into the top twenty of the Combat List, and was ranked nineteenth among the Kunwu Academic Palace.
No one knew exactly what sort of method Yun Yang used to charge into the top twenty of Combat List, but his strength was already unquestionable.
And now, in this marsh at the edge of the desert, some of the freshmen finally understood how tyrannical and bloody this crown prince was.
Originally, there were a few groups of Martial Cultivator from the royal family fighting for the Dragon Blood Grass in this foul swamp.
But she never thought that Yun Yang would suddenly scuttle in amidst the chaos. Kill anyone you see, not one team.
One sword killed one person. In the blink of an eye, dozens of people had died under his sword, not even their corpses intact!
The remaining people immediately became frightened and didn't dare to move anymore. They could only tremble as they looked at this person.
"Crown Prince Yun Yang, we don't dare to fight against this Dragon Blood Grass. Can you let us live?"
"Yun Yang, as the son of a great duke, you are a genius. You won't lower yourself to the same level as us, right?"
"We really don't know that Young Master Yun has taken a fancy to this Dragonblood Grass."
"Spare us!"
In this kind of stalemate, it was too tormenting. The remaining team Martial Cultivator couldn't bear it anymore and began begging for mercy.
Yun Yang suddenly gave a weird grin as a hint of coldness flashed across Gu Jing's unperturbed eyes. He sneered: "Don't say that I'm not giving you a chance to live. I'll give you three breaths of time.
"Run!"
When the remaining people heard this, they didn't dare to stay any longer. They turned around and ran.
Yun Yang looked at the group of team Martial Cultivator s running away, the corners of his mouth raised in a playful smile, looking quite strange.
"Ring, ring, ring."
Then, in the next moment, from Yun Yang's body, a bell sound rang out, the sound was strange, and instantly spread out.
When the three breaths were over, the smile on his face suddenly froze and his expression became incomparably gloomy and cold. The sword aura around his body flashed with a dense blood light, the cold Sword Intent pierced through his bones and bit into his heart. His killing intent that was as vast as the sea perfectly merged with the sword force. It was incomparably terrifying.
BOOM!
The sound of the bell was like the tide as it rolled out. In the blink of an eye, it engulfed the crowd that had already run a thousand meters away.
"What's going on, I can't move ?"
"Damn it, what's going on? My legs aren't working."
"Damn it, Yun Yang, you went back on your word!"
It was as if they were trapped by the Martial Cultivator s and their bodies were covered by a layer of blood fog, as if they were suppressed in place. The instant these Martial Cultivator were enveloped, Xue Sha was like a venomous snake that attacked everyone's souls. The group of people immediately felt as if they had fallen into an abyss as their entire body turned ice-cold and their vision became hazy.
If Ling Tian was present, he would definitely be surprised by the blood-colored bell floating above Yun Yang's head.
This was actually a Treasure that also had the function of imprisonment.
And from the looks of it, it was even Rank Four Soul Treasure!
Sure enough, Yun Yang had long ago come prepared. To be able to kill his way into the top twenty of Combat List, it was likely not only because of his combat power, but also because of this powerful Spirit Treasure!
A terrifying chill suddenly burst forth from Yun Yang's body as countless blood-red sword lights, like bloody lights falling on a river, mercilessly strangled the people deep within.
"Pu ci!" "Pu ci!"
Miserable screams and howls filled the air. This swamp was like hell on earth, with broken limbs and broken bones; it was a shocking sight to behold.
When Yun Yang sheathed his sword, not a single person remained standing. The Blood s all around covered with a drop, and when they rose, Yun Yang looked like an Asura in the sea of blood, extremely terrifying.