Chapter 497 Soul Fire (1)

Qingshan Sect and Zixia Sect are all princes in the overseas cultivation world.

Among the top ten overseas factions, the Qingshan Sect and the Zixia Sect, have always maintained relatively strong competitiveness.

Unexpectedly, the Qingshan Sect and the Zixia Sect actually joined forces in the Dragon Soul Cemetery and became an alliance.

You should know that the forces of the Qingshan Sect and the Zixia Sect have always been very strong and have never been willing to fall behind. They will never easily join forces to fight against any force.

Who would have thought that today, the Qingshan Sect actually reached an agreement with the Zixia Sect.

In this way, it can be said that it is a strong alliance, and its strength is not inferior to first-class forces such as the Wulong Palace and the Feather Clan.

"Huh? This death swamp is actually calm and there is no wave that stirs up..."

After a group of twelve people swayed through the death swamp, Nie Feng, the eldest disciple of Qingshan Sect, became a little surprised and murmured.

The people from Zixia Sect were also quite confused.

"Let's hurry up and hurry up. The feather tribe entered the Dragon Soul Cemetery on the first day. I believe that at this moment, we have already made a lot of gains. We can't be too behind..."

Fairy Zixia frowned slightly and said coquettishly.

"Well. We are two days later than the Feather Clan, so we naturally lag a little behind in progress. Fortunately, we are crowded and have a lot of power. This time, we are well equipped and have sufficient medicines, which will cut off the consequences. I believe that we will be determined to rush forward and will definitely be able to enter the core area of ​​the Dragon Soul Cemetery."

Nie Feng stroked his long hair that was dispersed to his waist, and he was so proud of his spirit.

"Swoosh!" "Swoosh!" "Swoosh!"

Not long after, the Zixia Sect and the Qingshan Sect rose up with swords, like a stunning rainbow light, moving towards the depths of the Dragon Soul Cemetery.

On the other hand, the progress of the feather tribe is neither too fast nor too slow, and it is both relaxed and relaxed.

Under Zhao Yan's leadership, all the beauties were wandering around the dangerous mountains, shuttled and hunting, which was a great pleasure.

Obviously, everyone was not greedy for advancement, but was just hunting after hunting without revealing their identities.

Because they did not rush to the full speed, everyone had no advantage in their progress in going deep into the Dragon Soul Cemetery, and the opportunity was gone.

Correspondingly, there are a lot of harvests for everyone.

During the more than two days of journey, everyone fought dozens of battles, killing 26 dragon souls and subduing six dragon souls. Of course, there is only one dragon soul among them, which is a relatively good middle-level dragon soul, while the other five dragon souls are the most ordinary low-level dragon souls.

Along the way, Zhao Yan was in extremely bad condition.

He was in a daze and always felt that something was about to happen.

This feeling is as strange as a woman's innate skill - the sixth sense. However, this premonition is very strong, but there is no trace, which makes Zhao Yan's heart twitch and feel quite uncomfortable.

"Well. What's going on?"

Zhao Yan frowned, feeling depressed along the way. He turned a blind eye to the active entertainment of the feathered beauties.

Obviously, this premonition had affected his emotions. It was also troubled by this emotion that everyone's journey slowed down, and no longer had the desperate attitude of racing against time before.

"Crisis? Crisis...who is reminding me?"

It was noon, and Zhao Yan's heart twitched again, which forced him to slow down, disperse his six senses, and investigate everything around him.

However, everything around is normal, not even a dragon soul, let alone a huge crisis.

"Hu. King Kong, I have been in a panic lately, as if something important is going to happen, but I always can't figure it out and can't find the key point. Is there any way you can?"

In desperation, Zhao Yan had no choice but to immerse himself in the mind and connect with the Purple Smoke King Ding.

"Restless? Is it too much pressure?"

The Demon Ape Vajra disagreed and obviously did not value this matter, so he responded casually.

"It's a premonition, very mysterious, like a feeling of a crisis approaching... I was so upset that I was restless..."

Shaking his head, Zhao Yan continued to murmur in a low voice, quite confused.

"Oh? Could it be the Fire Dragon Spear?"

Feeling Zhao Yan's trouble, the attitude of the Demon Ape King Kong became obviously rigorous. After pondering for a while, he said, "Although the Fire Dragon Spear has abandoned you, it is connected to you after all. If it encounters a serious crisis, you may also feel it."

After sucking and sucking a breath of turbid air, the Demon Ape Vajra analyzed carefully.

"oh?"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Yan's eyes lit up, and he finally grasped the main contradiction and said, "So that's it!" After a pause, Zhao Yan said extremely urgently again: "It seems that the Fire Dragon Spear must have been in big trouble, but I don't know if it's a lot of crisis. Can I go up and help..."

After sighing for a while, Zhao Yan suddenly clenched his fists and said loudly: "Hmph. No matter what, the Fire Dragon Spear is in a crisis, and I can't sit still. Without further ado, I will go there quickly..."

After making up his mind, Zhao Yan suddenly stopped, turned around, and whispered to the people of the feather tribe: "Wait a minute, I have something to explain."

Everyone stopped laughing and stared at Zhao Yan in a daze. Zhao Yan didn't have many times when he was serious, and they seemed to have had some premonitions.

"I will go to a place, which may be very dangerous. So, it is very likely that I can't accompany everyone..."

Feeling the anxious and puzzled eyes of everyone, Zhao Yan said in an orderly manner.

"oh?"

Everyone's eyes darkened, and Lan Ying asked repeatedly: "Young Master Yan, do you think we... are dragging you down?" As he said that, tears rolled in his eyes, and in an instant, they were about to fall in clusters.

Several feather beauties on the side also looked at Zhao Yan timidly, feeling panic.

They knew very well how helpful Zhao Yan had to them along the way.

If Zhao Yan was not available, they would probably not have been able to subdue nearly ten dragon souls so smoothly. What is even more commendable is that they were almost not injured.

This requires a large amount of soul fruit supply for disciples of other factions, which is simply a world of difference.

"Of course not. The place I want to go is too dangerous, and I am not sure..."

Looking at the beauties in front of him with pear blossoms and rain, Zhao Yan couldn't help but feel a little funny and clarified.

"No, we have to go..."

However, Zhao Yan obviously underestimated the girls' determination, and saw that they were talking loudly and passionately.

"Big, I'll give this sword to you for self-defense..."

While Zhao Yan was hesitating, Lan Yan suddenly came up, took out a warm pocket sword from the **, held it in both hands and handed it to Zhao Yan, and said coquettishly: "You just take us there..."

"And mine is for you."

“I have, too.”
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