The Divine Nine-Dragon Cauldron

Xinghai Swordsman said slowly: "A member of the Yin-Yang caravan."

Ok?

Among the five saint robbers, some looked dazed, some were troubled, and some were at a loss.

Only Thief, his pupils narrowed sharply, said in a concentrated voice: "You are talking about the Yin-Yang caravan created by the descendants of the Taoist master in the early days?"

Few people have heard of the Yin-Yang caravan, because it has not appeared in the nine-star civilization for at least dozens of epochs.

I heard that it occasionally appeared in low-level civilizations, like a flash in the pan, and when people heard the news, it had disappeared without a trace.

The reason why the Saint Robber knew of its existence was that he accidentally found a stone tablet when digging the ancestral grave of a family of the Great Saint.

The stele records the secret of the rise of the holy clan - many years ago, the ancestor of the family accidentally encountered a Yin-Yang caravan, and exchanged a mysterious spiritual liquid with his most beloved woman.

After consuming the spiritual liquid, he, who was an ordinary creature, was transformed into a superior race with a special physique.

The talent is far more than before, and finally gradually developed through it, creating the Great Sage Family.

Since then, Thief Saint has often paid attention to the news of the Yin-Yang caravan.

However, the description of them is like a taboo, there are no records on the surface, only a few words in some ancient tombs.

Therefore, Thief Saint will be extremely shocked.

She suddenly raised her head, stared at the unattractive eight-handed girl, and took a deep breath. Is that the legendary member of the Yin-Yang caravan?

"She is very strong. According to preliminary estimates, if she has reached the peak of the Great Sage, it is not ruled out that she has already entered the level of the Halloween." Xinghai Swordsman said in a low voice: "Before you came, she killed hundreds of prisoners who besieged her in one go. "

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The prisoners who besieged her, ranging from ancient sages to great sages, were killed by him in one go.

What kind of incomparable strength is this?

"Before the tsunami in Huangquan came, she set a rule on the mountain of corpses. Before the tide of Huangquan ebbs, no one is allowed to argue, otherwise there will be no mercy." Xinghai swordsman glanced at the other party cautiously.

Stealing the Holy Heart is frightening, as expected of a member of the Yin-Yang caravan, his strength is terrifying and desperate.

clatter——

At this time, the seawater of Huangquan surged up, and just submerged the old trace, it stopped rising and just stopped there.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Su Yu immediately sat cross-legged and began to replenish consumption.

Just now, both the power of chaos and the power of his own Heavenly Dao Lord were seriously depleted.

The former is fine, Shi Xin will recover slowly by himself, but the power of the Heavenly Dao Lord can only be done by absorbing the surrounding Dao Qi.

Su Yu raised his head and looked around, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly. Because this place has been closed and isolated from the world all year round, there is not much Dao Qi left at all, and it is all full of stench.

After a hundred years of meditation, it may not be possible to restore all the power of the Heavenly Dao Lord.

This is not an accident, otherwise the little skull would have been subdued by Su Yu without the power to fight back, but if the Dao Qi in this place is normal, it would have returned to its full state long ago.

"Fortunately, there is an ancient overbearing ancestral technique on the Guixu God Tablet." Su Yu closed his eyes,

Both hands drew a clear and full trace in the air at the same time.

A surprising scene appeared, in the atmosphere, the extremely thin dao qi, as close as the side, and as far as the sky, all gathered in front of the traces of the ancestral technique.

The prisoners present immediately became agitated.

"Look, he was able to gather the meager Dao Qi of the Heavenly Dao Prison!"

"Oh my god, am I dazzled? The Dao Qi here is too thin to be absorbed at all, and he was able to strip it from the turbid atmosphere."

"What clan is he from? What kind of ancestral skill is cultivation?"

Suddenly, the commotion quickly quieted down.

Because from the top of the mountain, a thunder-like sharp eye shot through their bodies, making them all feel cold.

Looking back, what made them terrified was that the girl opened her eyes again at some point.

Then, what made them all tremble was that she actually stood up and walked down the hill slowly towards Su Yu.

With sharpness and confusion in her eyes, she came to Su Yu.

"Where did you learn it?" The girl stared at Su Yu and asked calmly.

Su Yu opened his mouth and inhaled, sucking in all the Dao Qi, and replied just now: "I learned it by accident."

"Unintentional?" The woman's eyes were deep: "This is the ancestral technique that appeared at the same time as the Taoist Lord Taichu. It is one of the ancestral techniques created by him. So far, it has not been passed on to the second race."

"Your unintentional, what a coincidence."

Yeah?

Su Yu only knew the traces of the ancestral skills on the Guixu God Tablet, but he really didn't know that there were still some ancestral skills that had not been taught.

"I also think it's a coincidence." Su Yu said calmly.

The woman stared at Su Yu, her eyes became deeper and deeper: "Who are you?"

Her eyes seemed to be able to see through Su Yu: "Obviously he has a chaotic aura, but he is not a descendant of the emperor. It is a bit like the emperor himself, but his soul is not."

Su Yu's face was expressionless, but waves of waves had already set off in his heart.

This woman can see so clearly just by taking a few glances?

Who is she?

"I, of course, am a prisoner who was imprisoned just like you." Su Yu concealed.

The woman looked at Su Yu, shook her head, and said nothing more.

"Let's do it for ourselves." The woman silently returned to the top of the mountain and closed her eyes again.

Su Yu took a deep look at her, then closed his eyes, and refined the ball of Dao Qi just now into the power of the Dao Lord of Heaven to restore his own loss.

Time passed bit by bit.

After three full days.

Yellow spring water finally began to recede.

The water level kept dropping at an astonishing speed, and when Su Yu was not knowing where to go, Thief Saint came over and said in a low voice, "Do you want to act together with us? Now is the best time to enter the second floor."

Su Yu refused without thinking: "Sorry, I prefer to act alone."

"Okay, if you want to go to the second floor, follow Huangquan..." Pirate Saint passed on the voice, and handed over all the information he had to Su Yu.

This made Su Yu's eyes brighten. This information is quite precious.

"Thank you."

Thief Saint waved his hand: "No, you are also kind to us."

Su Yu immediately looked at the falling water level, and chased Huang Quanshui down the mountain with a thought.

As soon as he moved, the prisoners all over the mountain became commotion, and followed Su Yu not far behind.

Once the yellow spring recedes, the eight-handed woman's ban will lose its effect. At that time, no one will stop them from doing whatever they want.

The little skull jumped, caught up with Su Yu, grinned and said, "Boy, you seem to be in a bad situation."

"It's okay." Su Yu said calmly.

The little skull said: "You untie my restriction, and I will tell you a way to get rid of them, how about it?"

Su Yu said: "No, if they catch up, I will throw you away. I believe that the flesh and blood of a great sage will not be wasted."

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