I fished out corpses in Wuding River to extract entries

In front of the mouth of the sea, the waves are rough.

The trees in late autumn are all withered, and only the sound of waves can be heard.

Surrounded by circles of Prince Yan's personal guards, many real people are also waiting eagerly, with anticipation evident in their brows.

Xie Que glanced at the corpse in front of him and shaved off all the human figures, leaving behind the grotesque monsters.

He looked at King Yan aside: "These corpses will be left for the poor monk to refine weapons next time. I hope the prince will allow it."

The Nine Dragon Divine Fire Shield in Princess Hongyun's hands had already allowed King Yan to see the old monk's skill in refining weapons.

Although it is only a fake version, its power is still extremely powerful among the magic weapons used in the four realms.

King Yan even wanted to purchase a few more statues and give them to his cronies for use.

He just nodded, indicating his permission.

Xie Que smiled and piled up these big monsters, and then started talking about them as they did.

As soon as his heart moved, a brilliant golden glow, and the dragon's energy overflowing with royal power rushed up from the bottom of the river.

This dragon energy was so brilliant that many people felt a sense of worship.

However, that's all.

"This?..." King Yan frowned and turned to look at the old monk.

The old monk was slightly startled, then turned around and looked at King Yan with a nod: "Your Majesty, do you still remember what the poor monk said last time that the level of these sacrifices may be a bit low..."

King Yan seemed to have expected this a long time ago and was not surprised.

The quality of what we gathered this time was not high, not even as good as the second time. Most of them were Xuanjia sergeants who had recently worshiped the gods.

But the main thing is to get the number to three hundred and sixty.

The old monk of the Yan Dynasty nodded: "Master, is this dragon vein stable now?"

Xie Que concentrated his mind and already guessed what King Yan wanted to do next.

It seems that the wool shedding has come to an end now.

After all, the situation was urgent, and it would be too difficult for the other party to migrate the dragon veins within half a month.

But it was Master Sanxian who proposed half a month, and Xie Que himself wanted to be more tolerant at that time.

But now it seems that King Yan can't wait for this "dragon vein" to be fully formed, and wants to move it.

He sighed softly: "It is already stable and comfortable, Your Majesty, there is no need to worry."

"It's just that the hidden dragon is damaged, and it may cause trouble in the future."

"This is not what I want to do. This plan is just a helpless move. I have troubled Master a lot these days." King Yan pondered for a long time, with a faint tone.

Xie Que said the Buddha's name, and then King Yan looked at Master Sanxian again: "My dear concubine, I'll trouble you."

Master Sanxian nodded and said, "It should be done."

Immediately, the dragon energy condensed on the master's palm, and the dragon energy on the water surface seemed to be attracted, and kept running towards this dragon energy.

"Two dragons appear together!"

At this moment, something unexpected happened.

A Dharma Protector Vajra behind Master Tai did not hesitate to ignite the ghost, and took advantage of the situation to step forward and try to disperse the dragon energy in Master Tai's hand.

"Are you here?" Xie Que narrowed his eyes.

Regarding the matter of dragon veins, King Yan did a good job of keeping it secret.

But there is no airtight wall in the world.

The Master was not in a hurry, her eyes were shining brightly: "Relax your mind and soul!"

The burning soul of the King Kong suddenly suffered a backlash, and suddenly the whole body was filled with fire, and the whole body began to spontaneously combust.

This ruthless scorching fire is not an extraordinary flame, but has a faint hint of gold.

In an instant, the entire body of this Vajra turned into ashes, and its soul was completely extinguished.

Seeing that the two dragon qi were about to meet each other, eight high-level real people within ten feet also turned against each other at the same time, and King Yan and Master Tai suddenly fell into a trap.

"Gao Yue, I treat you well. When you were three years old, I personally sent you to Shuiyue Zen Monastery to practice Taoism. I didn't expect..." King Yan narrowed his eyes and looked at the moon-robed monk beside him.

"I'm sorry, Your Majesty." The moon-robed monk showed a hint of apology on his face, and a terrifying aura was released from his body, which meant that he was at least a great master of the seventh level of thunder tribulation or above.

King Yan sighed, seemingly disappointed and relieved: "The Dragon Vein has not yet been completed, and I know it."

"This time, I will take the lives of you traitors to sacrifice the fate of my king, Qianlong!"

Xie Que couldn't help but take a deep breath.

I thought that King Yan would transfer the incomplete version of the dragon vein he had revealed.

Unexpectedly, there were other plans.

The quality was not enough, so they sacrificed the lives of these traitors to the dragon vein!

Xie Que's Yin Shen power crazily poured into the Bodhi Fruit represented by Longtian Good God, and what it transformed into was the power of "pseudo-dragon energy".

But in fact, it is just a layer of disguise. In fact, it is still the thought of Yin Shen.

The same is true for the thick dragon aura currently hovering in the sky.

This is a technique that Xie Que has developed in recent days by imitating the martial arts "Qianlong Zhenqi".

This Yin Shen thought gave up all its power and fully exerted its function of pretending to be dragon energy.

Seeing more than a dozen traitors coming forward, King Yan couldn't help laughing.

A hint of nostalgia gradually appeared in his eyes: "That boy Fengyu was just a young boy a few years ago. He only called me the emperor's uncle..."

"I didn't expect that he was quite skillful and could plant so many spies without me being aware of it."

"You... come together."

"My lord, I'm offended." The moon-robed monk named Gao Yue started the battle, and a crescent moon rose slowly above his head.

He raised his sword and forcefully pushed several of the Yan King's guards to the side. His body opened and closed vertically and horizontally. Anyone whose sword reached his eyes could not help but fall into a state of chaos and confusion.

Then Gao Yue killed him with his sword.

Other traitors also targeted King Yan and attacked one after another.

King Yan remained calm, but a black qi halberd suddenly appeared in his hand.

The aura released from the big halberd was like a dragon's aura, unparalleled in royal power, but with a hint of unbridled violence.

Evil dragon spirit!

The movements of King Yan's hands and feet seemed to be natural.

During the six-party siege, the opponent's sword light was like a thundering giant, and like a flying flower, only the afterimage was seen, and the terrifying and heavy blow was life-threatening.

King Yan was not surprised at all, he just pointed out with a halberd.

Dragon Power suddenly appeared in the world, and the air flow overturned the world. The light immediately dissipated, and only blood spattered everywhere.

All three of them were penetrated by the evil dragon halberd and hung on the gun barrel.

"Kill the princess, and we will complete the mission!" A blue-robed real man looked at death with a frown on his face and locked his eyes on the target.

A huge Rakshasa phantom appeared behind him, and it immediately swallowed its body into its belly, and then jumped towards the master.

King Yan's eyebrows were sharp, and his stern look was even more powerful.

In the blink of an eye, the big halberd shook, and the black light on it turned into dragon shapes and scattered out.

The battle situation changed instantly, and more than a dozen masters were killed by the black dragon in the blink of an eye, and no longer survived.

Although King Yan reversed the situation, before he took action, more figures were heading towards Master Sanxian desperately.

Master Sanxian remained expressionless, and several golden Buddha shadows turned over from his side, supporting a huge curtain to protect him.

"Kill!" The phantom of the Rakshasa God headed by him chopped down the giant golden curtain with the giant ax in his hand, and tiny gaps suddenly formed on it.

The master raised his palms to the sky, and the two dragon auras were protected by this giant screen, but they had not yet begun to merge.

After all, the sacrifice to the dragon vein has not yet been completed, and what is waiting is the blood of these traitors!

King Yan turned around and looked at the group of people who were besieging Shitai. His domineering power overflowed from his body like a torrent: "You all must die!"

King Yan moved his hands to shake off the corpse on the halberd: "Evil Dragon Body!"

"No!" The traitors who were approaching King Yan stopped instantly.

The so-called gong body is the condensation of countless thoughts for True Lord Yang Shen.

Even the most inferior martial arts body still needs to be half-step Yang Shen.

And this is a sign of King Yan's realm and strength...

The lowest level is half a step to the realm of Yangshen.

King Yan has such strength, Xie Que is not surprised.

After all, with the strength of Shuiyue Chanyuan, there is also an ignorant Zen Master Jinghua.

King Yan still dared to rebel, which in itself showed his extraordinary strength.

and……

Xie Que narrowed his eyes and noticed something.

That is, even for the current King Yan, what comes is still only a clone, not the real body.

This probably means that King Yan's body is incomplete and he dare not show himself.

This is the disadvantage of Half-step Yangshen's incomplete body.

As a violent whirlpool suddenly rose around him, the spiritual energy of the world was instantly chaotic.

There were no more temptations from both sides, and the traitors did not hold anything back and defended with all their strength.

The big halberd was waved out, and the dark clouds dispersed in the sky.

King Yan did not move, but the sharp edge of his halberd seemed to cut through the sky.

The trees snapped, the evil dragon's energy swept across the wilderness, and countless huge waves exploded on the water.

As if the sharp edge had its own consciousness, it found its target freely.

As the blood dripped into the dust, in an instant, all the traitors lost their lives under this halberd.

The guards surrounding the place knelt on the ground and shouted in unison: "My lord is mighty!"