I fished out corpses in Wuding River to extract entries

"God will never die."

"But next time, it won't be me who comes to see you."

The priest said weakly, and his head suddenly dropped.

What surprised Xie Que was that this guy didn't even have an entry.

As the body of the priest lost activity, the hurricane waves around him also stopped.

Then, his body turned into endless sea water and fell into the water.

He exhaled and looked at the golden Silver Dragon King.

When the Silver Dragon King saw Xie Que turning his attention to himself, controlling the wind and thunder, he turned around and ran away.

But the next moment, Xie Que appeared around him.

She couldn't help but stop angrily.

The golden light dispersed, and Xie Que's pupils couldn't help but shrink.

The Silver Dragon King does not exist attached to his body at this time.

Instead, there are only two pieces of broken and superficial thin skin, which are held up by the power of the Yin God, like a transparent dragon.

You can even see that there is nothing under the dragon skin.

But what frightened Xie Que the most was the two sections of dragon skin.

They are the two pieces enshrined under Xiaochegou and the Ashui family respectively.

One gave him golden entries that never ended.

The other is the whole story that brought him here, simulating the entry Aquatic.

His tone couldn't help but start to tremble: "How did you get this skin on your body?"

The Silver Dragon King was a little uneasy: "Senior Hui Fenhai King, I came here by chance. I have already explored the area and there is nothing left."

Xie Que pondered for a while: "Take it off and I'll let the Yin God go."

The Silver Dragon King showed a look of reluctance, but she knew that even if she was wearing this dragon skin, she would hardly be a match for the priest.

Not to mention the Burning Sea King riding on the head of the priest.

Moreover, she has been suffering from this disability for hundreds of years, and her cultivation has continued to improve.

When I first met the Black Dragon King, my own cultivation level was even higher than that of him.

But it was nothing more than a fourth level of thunder tribulation.

Ever since he got this mutilation, he has been racing all the way, and hundreds of years have caught up with two thousand years of hard work.

Although he cannot perfectly control this residual slough, its effect of strengthening the Yinshen is something he cannot abandon.

While he was thinking about it, he didn't expect that the next moment Xie Que had already swallowed it in his belly.

The Silver Dragon King couldn't help but panic.

Although this residual slough is powerful, I can't control its size as I wish. It's just that the length of more than ten meters is not enough in front of Xie Que.

"Since you don't want to, then the Yin Shen should also be destroyed."

Just as Xie Que was saying this, a light shone on his body.

A subtle and indescribable force swept up the Silver Dragon King's Yin Shen, protecting her Yin Shen from the burning of Qi and blood, and disappeared to nowhere at a speed that even Xie Que could not match.

Xie Que looked at the fading glory and didn't know what he was thinking.

After being swallowed by him, he found that the weight of the scrap was hundreds of thousands of kilograms.

Its high density actually poses a risk of gastroptosis.

And it did not provide Qi and blood.

Xie Que returned to his original place, and several real human beings had already taken advantage of the chaos to escape.

He is too lazy to chase, and he may not be able to catch up.

These are all the troubles caused by the young monk, and I have no obligation to help him.

Moreover, he seemed to be in big trouble!

Xie Que looked towards the sky.

At this time, he felt that he was being watched by something indescribable.

But he could not find the source of this feeling.

Is that the so-called Poseidon?

Xie Que exhaled, it seemed like he should return to Da Cai.

But before that, he still had some important things to do.

Taking the little monk Dahei with him, Xie Que spent several days to find the group of orcas where he was born.

More than fifty years have passed, and the members of the orca group have changed.

Fortunately, my grandmother is still alive and seems to have made some progress in her cultivation.

The mother is still alive, but because she does not have the talent to become a spirit, she is already very old and has reached the limit of the normal lifespan of an orca.

Grandma recognized Xie Que and was a little unbelievable that his body was almost as big as hers.

Xie Que just smiled, and then spit out a lot of demon pills from the air bag, as well as the dragon-marked pearls left by the dragon clam.

Dahei looked at these things with some reluctance.

Among them are a demon elixir of a sixth-level thunder tribulation demon, and this dragon-patterned pearl, which are the best of the best!

He smacked his lips, but he didn't dare to have any ideas.

The original contract between him and Xie Que had long since been cancelled.

After all, Xie Que had hunted too many high-level monsters. The dragon horn on his head was about to take shape, and he might be able to break through the sixth level of thunder tribulation in the near future.

Grandma was shocked, but when she saw the huge sea snake behind Xie Que, she became even more frightened.

I don’t know what happened to my grandson outside.

But in the future, she will know that her grandson is the famous Burning Sea King.

After all, this whale, snake and monk are too eye-catching.

Seeing with his own eyes that his grandmother had become a great demon after refining those demon pills, Xie Que left with peace of mind and quietly.

The road to Da Cai is lonely and lonely.

This sea area is far more than tens of thousands of miles away.

After traveling thousands of miles, no great demon has ever heard of his reputation.

Xie Que began his career as an apex predator again.

Years passed, and when Xie Que was in his eighties, he actually began to feel that his energy and blood were declining.

But his posture is still perfect, his strong body is still like a sculpture, and his terrifying energy and blood can still burn mountains and boil seas.

But his body energy and blood have begun to decline, although this downward trend is extremely slow.

Is this the sorrow of a warrior?

Xie Que couldn't help but sigh, even if the martial arts master reached the extreme.

Their life span is only slightly longer than that of ordinary people.

On this extremely long journey, the little monk Dahei made rapid progress.

After Dahei swallowed a large amount of demon pills, the dragon horns on his head became formed, and he broke through the sixth level of thunder tribulation.

The young monk actually caught up with the progress and condensed the "Five Metaphors", which is the realm of the five levels of thunder tribulation.

After his Qi and blood declined, Xie Que stopped.

Begin to carefully feel the changes in life.

They stopped at an isolated island, surrounded by a pod of orcas.

Some of the orcas have become spiritual, but they are also new to becoming monsters.

Xie Que couldn't help but have an idea.

He spent more than ten years teaching his orca martial arts to the smartest one among them.

After it learned it, Xie Que continued on his way.

During this period, Xie Que secretly gave the two fragments of slough to Dahei without the young monk's knowledge.

Dahei was extremely excited, but immediately became distressed.

He didn't know how to use this residual slough.

Xie Que smiled and just let him explore on his own.

Fortunately, with the effect of eating carnivorous beings, Xie Que's Qi and blood decline far cannot keep up with his own increase.

When Xie Que turned one hundred years old, after Xie Que swallowed a great white shark of the ninth level of thunder tribulation, he finally felt that he had reached his limit.

The rate of Qi and blood growth began to slow down rapidly, making it difficult for him to improve.

When you reach the limit of your body, even the endless golden entries cannot help you open up a new path.

He sighed.

I felt Dashun’s original sadness.

This is also the tragedy of warriors.

Although the little black monk on the side may not be as good as one percent of his own in combat power, in terms of lifespan alone, he is far ahead of him.

Although I have devoured many lives along the way, I have almost no useful entries.

Almost all are about the habits of water creatures.

Finally, when Xie Que was 150 years old.

Dahei successfully refined the residual slough, put it on himself, and transformed into a real dragon that could call the wind and rain.

But Xie Que knew that this was just a performance.

Its body is just a dragon.

"I see." Xie Que also understood at this time.

He sighed softly, which had too many meanings.

He remembered the legend of Locked Dragon at the bottom of the creek.

It turned out that it was really dark.