Master of Great Calamity

Hong Luan danced and shook for nine days.

That red luan itself possessed power beyond ordinary people's imagination, and more importantly, it seemed to subtly restrain the dragon soul. After a fierce battle, the will of countless dragon souls that had just awakened had been defeated by its own power, and then the flying luan flew into the sky, carrying the three-inch spirit mountain, directly shaking the entire dragon trail.

All the awakened dragon souls around were pulled by its power, roared silently, and were pulled away from all directions by the incomparably tyrannical power...

Above the nine heavens, the passage leading to the unknown world was forcibly shattered, and the dark demonic aura was gone, and some of them had been contaminated with the dark demonic aura and turned into the relics of dark creatures, and they were also strangled by the invisible power of heaven and earth at this time!

The earth sinks, the smoke of gunpowder descends, and the world seems to be subdued, and soon returns to calm.

The sun rises into the sky, shining brightly.

And behind this light, there seemed to be a touch of willpower, quietly watching this side of the world.

The previous chaos and the terror of annihilation seemed to have never existed at all. There was only peace in the world, the breeze was blowing, the flowing water was gurgling, and the magma on the ground was gradually cooling down. Only the cracked earth, burnt trees, shattered boulders, and the relics with their tails tucked up and hiding in the cave in a hurry, proved that the horror just now was not just an illusion.

Fang Yuan stood on a huge broken rock, looking in all directions in a daze.

He couldn't feel that Luo Feiling's aura existed in this world, but he felt that she seemed to be looking at him.

What happened?

Who put down all this riot?

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All the cultivators around the three-inch Lingshan who had been sealed before were all shocked and looked in all directions in bewilderment.

They obviously didn't understand the inside story. They didn't know what happened at this time. But judging from the surrounding environment, it seemed that the catastrophe had been stopped, and the surroundings had returned to calm. Only some family members with special identities or exceptionally well-informed information turned pale at this time, looked up at the nine heavens, remained silent, and the expression on their faces was very sad.

Sure enough...

Yuan Xiao, son of the aristocratic family, was seriously injured, and later he joined the fierce battle, and his injuries could not be stopped. At this time, he could only support a giant tree, standing reluctantly, looking at the tranquility around him, his eyes looked abnormally lost.

What shall we... do now?

It took a long time for someone to react and asked tremblingly.

All the cultivators were silent. Looking around, they were all seriously injured and miserable people. What to do, of course, is to heal the wounds, but after going through a whole day and night of fierce battles, the pills were exhausted, and the injuries were extremely miserable, but how can they heal the wounds?

However, just when their eyes were looking at each other and they were a little dazed, the sound of gurgling water suddenly sounded around them.

There was actually a stream of clear spring emerging from the middle of where they were.

The spring water was extremely clear, with a little chill, and soon formed a clear cold spring among the gravel.

An indescribably abundant spirituality emanated from the cold spring, and the spring energy was miraculous. Just smelling the breath of this spring water nearby, all the monks felt refreshed, and the meridians in the body, which were dull and crowded, seemed to be much more active.

This is……

Someone was slightly startled, took a mouthful of spring water and drank it, and then his face changed drastically: Wannian Lingquan?

All the cultivators were stunned.

The Wannian Lingquan is the best water in the world. It can be directly used as a precious medicine. It is a first-class resource in the world. All the cultivators are people of high status, but very few have seen the Lingquan, and it is even rarer to have drunk the water from the Lingquan. They can only be recognized from the water quality and spiritual meaning. When they suddenly saw such a Lingquan, they were naturally surprised and happy.

With the abundant spiritual power of Longji, it is not surprising that a ten-thousand-year spiritual spring can be raised. It is not surprising that the earth cracked just now, and the spring changed its course, and it was not surprising that it suddenly emerged from the ground, but it happened to pop up beside them, but it was really pleasantly surprised.

Not only that, there was the sound of beasts around, and then a white deer could be seen jumping from the mountains, with a purple ganoderma the size of an arm in its mouth, slowly put it in front of Yuan Xiao, and then backed away.

After that, there is a fairy ape holding a fruit, and a giant python wrapping around a sacred fruit tree!

These remnants came over one after another, sending countless spiritual creatures that only existed in imagination to their side.

And around them, many plants suddenly grew out, blooming quietly, bearing fruit quickly, and the fruit that was full of aura was within reach, almost directly delivered to them.

Yuan Xiao took a wild fruit and ate it, and felt that the meridians were unblocked, and his body also gained strength, and the injury was recovering quickly. After eating a piece of green lotus root in the ram, even a broken arm grew out.

Xu Yuren took a sip of the spiritual spring water, and the cracks on his body quickly healed. Wei Longjue stretched out his hand and picked off a spiritual flower, and just took a sip, and felt his mana surge.

Even Ban Feiyuan, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground silently, was wrapped in a section of golden vines, which grew silently but rapidly, with sharp shoots inside, like needles, quietly piercing into his forehead.

After a while, Ban Feiyuan suddenly gasped for breath, and opened her eyes in panic.

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Oh, they did it after all...

In the outside world at this time, above the South China Sea, there was a vast expanse of blue waves.

And on top of the vast blue waves, there is a small reef of seven feet square, protruding from the ground. On the reef, there is a fat white cat squatting. It shakes its long tail and looks at the southern sky with some fascination.

The blue waves around are rippling, echoing an old will, as if to persuade something: You can't enter the dragon trail, otherwise, once you enter, those sleeping old dragon remnants will wake up directly, what else can they do? The current result is not so good, but it is not bad. At least the fairy alliance won the bet, and the death of a girl is exchanged for twenty years...

Meow……

The white cat suddenly let out a low cry, as if a little angry.

The old will sighed, and said slowly: Yes, she is indeed not dead now, but a little baby who has guarded the border alone for twenty years and can no longer return, what is the difference from death? Perhaps it is a good thing for that little baby that this girl is really dead... Otherwise, if he knows the truth, but can do nothing, wouldn't it be more painful?

After hearing this, the white cat's eyes became a little bit colder.

Suddenly his expression became a little sneering, and the long tail behind his back quickly wrote in the void.

The tail was nimble, and the trajectory it drew was unusually mysterious, as if it was recording something.

The old will was a little surprised: Since you can't take her back, what's the use of leaving her in the nothingness?

The white cat smiled coldly and let out a soft cry, as if asking: Then what they do is useful?

The old will whispered: Whether what they do is useful or not depends on how they use these dragon souls...

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Old Fang, this... what is this?

Among the dragon trails, Fang Yuan stood on the rock for a long time, his face just looked abnormally confused.

Beside him, Song Longzhu was already nearly useless, it was unspeakably miserable, and it was difficult to stand up, but beside him, a fairy peach tree grew slowly, and the peach branches on it bent and almost fell to his face. Song Longzhu stretched out his hand to pick a fairy peach, and just took a bite.

After taking a few bites, he could even stand up straight away.

Hey, is there such a fortune?

Song Longzhu's face was full of disbelief, as if he was living in a dream.

But listening to his words, Fang Yuan was silent for a long time, but jumped off the rock. He is also physically weak now, and he almost fell down after jumping, but he still gritted his teeth, remained silent, stood up slowly, and walked forward step by step.

Clatter...

As soon as he took a step, there was a spring surging around him, and he saw a spiritual spring gushing up from the ground.

Fang Yuan ignored it and continued walking forward.

Another fairy pear grew beside him, attracting his attention tremblingly.

But Fang Yuan just gritted his teeth, his complexion was extremely gloomy, he ignored it, and continued to walk forward, so countless treasures of heaven and earth appeared around him from time to time, every step he took, a spiritual spring sprang out of the ground, spiritual energy entangled him like a lifeless spirit, strange flowers and herbs, magic medicines and precious fruits, along with the place he walked, kept growing, and it was very lively.

Song Longzhu was stunned, hesitated for a while, and wanted to go and pick one.

But when he went to pick it, there seemed to be a displeased look at him, and he was so scared that he didn't dare to stretch out his hand.

After Fang Yuan passed by, rare resources between heaven and earth were everywhere, as if there was a certain will, trying to please him, sending all the good things in this dragon trail to him, just hoping to accompany him and make him smile.

Fang Yuan knew what this meant, but he didn't want to pay attention to it, he just walked forward.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, not only strange flowers and plants grew around, but spiritual springs came out. Suddenly, in the sky, a red bead flew straight over, quietly floating in front of Fang Yuan.

It was a fist-sized bead, which was translucent. It could be seen that inside the bead, there were strands of aura. Each aura was a dragon-shaped existence, with scales and claws, slender beard and hair, and very agile. Swimming around in this bead was incomparably miraculous.

Fang Yuan walked forward, the bead flew backwards, Fang Yuan stopped, the bead also stopped.

When he turned a corner, the bead turned with him, and when he stood still, the bead kept turning in front of him.

Fang Yuan looked at the bead for a long time, finally let out a low sigh, and stretched out his hand.

The bead immediately fell into his palm, the red light shone slightly, and some kind of invisible connection merged with his soul.

In the ear, there seemed to be a faint laughter like a silver bell.

I don't intend to write a tragedy, I didn't intend to at the beginning... But after reading the comments, I was still too depressed, I was a little tired, I didn't work overtime at night, I went to get drunk!