Chapter 486 Death Swamp

"Tsk tsk tsk, this is simply great!"

Looking at the guys in the Wulong Palace, they looked half dead, Elder Yunying on the floating island was overjoyed.

He waved his fist excitedly, Yunying hurriedly took out the jade slip for the transmission of the voice, conveying the situation here to the feather tribe in all aspects.

Obviously, this is a historic moment!

Due to the failure of the Oolong Palace, to a certain extent, the previous performances of the Feather Clan were even more shocking!

There is no doubt that from now on, when everyone evaluates the strength of the Feather Clan and the Wulong Palace, today's sharp contrast will become an extremely important basis!

Unlike the noisy scenes outside, Zhao Yan and others who entered the Dragon Soul Cemetery were in a vast and desolate underworld.

There is no life, no trees, and not even a bird.

Around it is a completely ruined and desolate land.

The mountains towering into the clouds are huge trees that have been withered by the roadside for countless years. There are huge white bones everywhere. If you don’t look carefully, you will think they are huge rocks.

The howling north wind is as cold as a knife. Looking around, the wet mud swamp can't see at a glance. Fog rises from time to time, which is the highly toxic miasma.

Within a radius of hundreds of miles, there is no sign of life at all. Even the sun is owed.

Zhao Yan restored his original appearance.

Since he entered the Dragon Soul Cemetery, he no longer had to keep his daughter.

Looking at the desolate scene in the Dragon Soul Cemetery, everyone was stunned for a while and speechless. Obviously, this scene was still far from the Dragon Soul Cemetery that everyone was looking forward to.

"Hu. Is this the Dragon Soul Cemetery?"

After taking a deep breath, Zhao Yan couldn't help but feel calm. For some reason, he could feel a strong dragon breath between breathing. Perhaps this is the intuition of the dragon blood warrior.

"I didn't expect that this was a hundred times more desolate than what the elders described."

After a pause, Yun Lan's beautiful face, which was as beautiful as a knife, also regained its luster. The disciples of the feather tribe around him couldn't help but come forward and surrounded him. The intuition told them that this place was definitely not a good place.

"Well. It's time for us to set off."

After pondering for a moment, Zhao Yan paused and was about to move forward.

"etc……"

Suddenly, Yun Lan shouted and grabbed Zhao Yan's clothes. Feeling Yun Lan's pulling, Zhao Yan turned his head in confusion, and saw Yun Lan pointing at the swamp land with a serious look on his face and said, "Do you know what dangers are hidden here?"

Zhao Yan didn't know, so he shook his head.

After biting his lip, Yun Lan reminded softly: "If I guessed correctly, we have arrived at the outer periphery of the Dragon Soul Cemetery - the Death Swamp!"

Feeling the eyes that lit up instantly by everyone, Yun Lan paused and continued: "According to the elders, there are hundreds of sanks in this death swamp! Once these sanks smell the breath of living people, they will swarm out and swallow the souls of the human beings!"

"oh?"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Yan couldn't help but be shocked, swallowed hard, and said, "So, what can we do?" The other four people also looked at Yun Lan with anxious eyes.

However, to their disappointment, Yun Lan shook her head slowly and said, "If it were a guy from Wulong Palace, he could transform into a body and shock some of the dragons, but we could only go straight to this path!"

Seeing that there was no shortcut to find, everyone couldn't help but sigh. After a moment, they suddenly raised their energy and supported the protective shield, preparing to fight to the death.

Only Zhao Yan's pupils revealed a light that was not easy to detect: "The people from Wulong Palace can easily scare away some of the dragons when they transform into their bodies? Haha, this doesn't seem too difficult..."

After a pause, Zhao Yan did not take over the secret, and pointed out the mystery.

"Wow!" "Wow!" "Wow!" "Wow!"

After a while, the five beauties of the feather tribe spread their feather wings and flew to a height of dozens of meters.

This Dragon Soul Grave is an illusion world. The gravity in it is more than dozens of times stronger than the outside world. If you use the true energy power to tread in the air, the true energy power in the dantian will probably be consumed very quickly.

Therefore, the beauty of the feather tribe flew into the air with impatient flapping her feather wings, which is actually a disguised way to save energy.

"Well. I have entered the Dragon Soul Cemetery. It seems that my strength doesn't have to be concealed."

Looking at the wings behind Yun Lan and others' backs, Zhao Yan grinned and showed his white teeth.

Immediately afterwards, with a sudden "swoosh!", two huge blood bat wings suddenly spread out on his back, seven or eight meters long. With a few tremors, Zhao Yan's body shot into the sky like an arrow from the string.

"Huh. Let's go."

After smiling, Zhao Yan urged himself.

"you……"

However, although Zhao Yan looked calm and gentle, the five beauties of the feather tribe were very scared. They were all fascinated, staring at the bloody bat wings on Zhao Yan's spine, and were in a daze.

"What's wrong?" Feeling the shock of the beauties, Zhao Yan couldn't help but shake his wings a few times and smiled: "Just allow you to have wings, I can't have bat wings?"

"Are you... a demon cultivator? Or the Western Wing Clan?"

After a pause, Yun Lan finally couldn't contain the doubts in her heart and spoke directly. However, as soon as she said that, she suddenly felt absent.

Obviously, it is very dangerous to inquire about other people's background, especially Zhao Yan, that has violated other people's bottom line.

Fortunately, Zhao Yan didn't seem to mind. He shook his head, "None of them."

Then, regardless of the dullness of the beauties, he circled around and said in a deep voice, "You will do your best to rush forward later. I will resist the dragon behind you."

"Yeah." Seeing that Zhao Yan was going to take on a big bag again, the beauties nodded in their hurriedly. A little sweetness arose in their hearts.

"Is this what it feels like to be loved by men?"

Lan Ying thought in her heart. She had secretly discussed the feelings of a woman when she was loved by a man with her best friend before, and she said a lot, but it was not appropriate. However, at this moment, she was very clear about her own feelings.

"rush!"

With Zhao Yan's roar, the group of six people instantly turned into six sharp lights and shot out towards the other end of the swamp.

"Huhuhu!"

Along the way, feeling the bitter wind whizzing in his ears, Zhao Yan couldn't help but feel a heroic feeling in his new life.

suddenly.

"Um?"

Zhao Yan's heart moved and a sense of crisis suddenly surged. And this sense of crisis quickly aggravated.

"Puff!" "Puff!" "Puff!"

Finally, at the moment when Zhao Yan was panicked, a dragon soul with gray body, sharp teeth and blood-red pupils suddenly rushed out of the swamp below!

This dragon soul is more than eight meters long, and there is a smell of fishy sourness all over the body. What attracts attention is its pupils, red, blood-covered, and full of strong madness!

Judging from Zhao Yan's experience, this kind of crazy look can only be achieved by a crazy mad dog!

In other words, this dragon soul has completely lost its mind and is a complete madman!

Or to be precise, this is a mad dog-like dragon!

No, no, no, not one, because at the moment when Zhao Yan and others were stunned, twenty or thirty dragons broke out in the swamp surrounded by miasma!

In an instant, more than 30 dragons surrounded Zhao Yan and others!

The situation is extremely critical!
Chapter completed!