Everlasting Dragon Emperor Chapter 1639: Huangquan, Naihe, Po Meng

Roar!

The real dragon phantom roared, and smashed toward the gluttonous claws, and the huge dragon claws smashed toward the gluttonous.

The gluttonous roar, turned into the body, and grabbed it with one claw.

However, the result was that the gluttonous figure shook wildly, and was directly bombarded by the real dragon phantom with a claw. He retreated more than ten steps, and spouted a mouthful of blood.

Tao Tie, with a single move, he was wounded by the real dragon phantom, which was shocking.

The gluttonous combat power, among these people, is definitely at the peak, erupting with all strength, and can definitely contend with a holy realm powerhouse, but now, they are completely invincible, and they have been injured by one move.

Tweet!

The phoenix screamed, and rushed toward Lutie, so scared that Lutie backed away again and again, and did not dare to fight.

The real dragon and the phantom of the phoenix danced on their tombs, but did not pursue them.

"So powerful, how to pass?"

"This absolutely surpasses the combat power of the ordinary holy realm, alone, not an opponent at all!"

Many people have ugly faces.

To get here with all the hard work, is it to stop here?

"You guys, if you want to pass this road, you can only join hands. We join hands and rush over, otherwise, alone, no one can pass!"

Huang Ling spoke. She and Lu Ming joined forces to defeat a phantom and step forward.

"Yes, now we can only join forces!"

The ten princes of the Golden Crow also said.

"Okay, I agree!"

"I agree too!"

Others started talking. Just now, everyone was on guard against each other, but now they have to join forces again, because they can only stop here if they don’t join forces.

Everyone crushed the phantom one after another, and merged toward that road. After a while, they all merged together.

"Fight together!"

Huh! Huh! Huh! ...

There were more than forty people rushing towards the intersection.

More than forty people, all celestial spirit body level tianjiao, come from various emperor level forces.

The real dragon roared, and the phoenix screamed, rushing towards the crowd.

"Kill!"

More than forty Tianjiao shots together, and all kinds of lights burst out and converge together, which is terrifying.

Various attacking techniques collided with the real dragon and phoenix phantom, and they were unstoppable. They defeated the real dragon and phoenix phantom in one fell swoop, drowning the real dragon and the phoenix.

Touch! bump!

The real dragon and the phantom of the phoenix collapsed.

"Good opportunity, go!"

Many Tianjiao seized this opportunity and rushed toward the intersection. In a flash, more than forty people rushed through the places blocked by the two tombs.

The true dragon and the phoenix phantom immediately reunited again, but instead of continuing to attack them, they roared, flew into the tomb, and disappeared.

"Just a strand of immortal warfare, has reached the holy realm. I really don't know how terrifying it was during his lifetime? Has it reached the emperor rank? In this tomb, is an emperor rank real dragon buried?" /

Lu Ming looked at the large tomb, a fiery light flashed in his eyes.

If he could obtain the skeleton of an emperor-level true dragon, after refining it, what level would his spiritual body evolve to?

Will it evolve to a superior celestial spirit body at once?

Of course, he was just thinking about it.

Above the tomb is full of terrifying powers of laws. Just now, Zhao Kuang is the end of the game, so he naturally did not dare to attack the tomb.

Everyone took a long breath, and then walked along the road all the way forward.

Soon after, a river blocked the front.

The strange thing is that the water of this river is yellow, like the legendary river of hell, the yellow spring.

"This...is this really Huangquanhe?"

Suddenly, someone spoke with a trembling voice.

Because there is a stone tablet there, everyone looked at it, and the two words are written on the stone tablet, Huangquan!

Everyone looked at each other, seeing shock and horror in each other's eyes.

According to ancient times, between the heaven and the earth, there are Jiuyou Hells, and there is a river in the hell, which runs through the hell, named Huangquan.

Yellow spring cannot be crossed, because as soon as you enter the yellow spring, no matter what life is, it will be corroded by the water of the yellow spring and become part of the yellow spring.

All these are legends, and no one has ever seen it even if it is an emperor-level powerhouse.

Is there really a yellow spring in the world, and there really is a **** of nine secluded?

Even the tenth prince of the Golden Crow, such an unruly character like Gourmet, had extremely solemn expressions.

No one dared to try it easily and cross the Yellow Springs.

If you travel like the legendary Huangquan, you will die.

"There is a bridge!"

Someone pointed to the front and shouted, and everyone looked at it and saw that there was a bridge ahead.

Everyone walked forward along the bank of the Yellow Spring. When they approached, they found the bridge, which was very wide, leading directly to the other side of the Yellow Spring.

Three characters are engraved on the bridge.

Naihe Bridge!

His hiss...

A sound of inhaling cold breath came out, and everyone just felt chills in their hearts.

According to the legend, there is a Naihe Bridge above Huangquan. If you want to cross the Huangquan, you can only cross the Naihe Bridge.

Unexpectedly, there is really a Naihe bridge.

Huangquan, Naihe Bridge, everything is the same as the legend, is this the road to the Jiuyou Hell?

Rao is that everyone is a talented arrogant, born in an emperor-level power, and knowledgeable, but now, he still feels cold and faint.

"According to legend, there is a Mengpo on the bridge, holding Mengpo soup. Everyone who crosses the bridge must drink the Mengpo soup. After drinking, forget everything. This Naihe bridge, is there also Mengpo?"

Someone spoke with a trembling voice.

"Hmph, all of this is just an illusion. It was deliberately arranged by someone. How can there be a yellow spring, how can it appear here!"

The tenth prince of the Golden Crow snorted coldly, covered with a golden sun and sacred fire, strode on the Naihe Bridge and headed to the other side.

"Yes, this should be laid by the people behind when the Samsara Emperor was buried, according to the legend. It can't be the real Huangquan Naihe, how can it stop me!"

Then someone spoke up and stepped up.

"Huang Ling, let's go too!"

Lu Ming said.

Huang Ling nodded, and the two walked side by side, stepping on the Naihe Bridge.

When other people saw this, they followed suit.

Although everyone does not believe it is true, they are still cautious and keep this alert.

"Where is the soul of the ancient heroes?"

Suddenly, a long voice sounded, from nowhere, it rang in everyone's ears.

"Who?"

Someone was shocked and shouted.

"Where is the soul of the ancient heroes?"

The voice continued to sound, it seemed to be full of helplessness and sigh~IndoMTL.com~ sounded in everyone's ears.

Everyone continued to move forward, and the voice kept ringing.

But all the time, only this sentence was repeated.

Everyone held their breath, ignored the sound, and moved on, and soon they would pass the Naihe Bridge.

At this time, everyone stopped.

Because of Naihe Qiaotou, there is a figure.

An old woman!

The old woman is very old, arched back, wearing a large black robe, white hair, wrinkles on her face piled up like a mountain.

She held a bowl in her hand, and in the bowl was a milky white liquid.

Po Meng!

A name appeared in everyone's mind!

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