Chapter 238 Flying Fairy

No creature can survive here. This is a place that is not suitable for life. However, in such a place, there is an ancient pterosaur. There is definitely something here that attracts the ancient pterosaur that was cut down by Xiao Lu.

"Immortal Grass really grows around here." Xiao Lu really can't believe it, but the immortal medicine can't be regarded as common sense. In this place, even the semi-saint will be frozen to death. The terrible cold is simply the best natural barrier.

Xiao Lu did not hesitate and began to search nearby. At this time, the people on the cracks of the earth became a little anxious. Xiao Lu went down for a long time, but there was no news back.

"Brother Xiaolu won't have an accident!" Liu Jia said worriedly that she stood next to the crack in the earth and looked down from time to time.

"Don't worry! Why is there something wrong with the boss?" Xiaohei said that he still likes to become a mini black dragon in front of Liu Jia.

"Brother Xiaolu has enough ability to protect himself, so don't worry!" Dugu Qiuying said, but in fact, she was not sure. After all, this is where the elixir of immortality is.

Under the cracks on the earth, Xiao Lu soon found the traces left by the ancient pterosaur that he had cut off his body, and there were many footprints of the ancient pterosaurs on the ground. The rock under the cracks in the earth is very hard and comparable to divine iron, but it still leaves all kinds of clues for the ancient pterosaur.

Xiao Lu walked to the depths of the cracks in the earth along the traces left by the ancient pterosaurs. Soon, Xiao Lu felt strange and felt that he was heading towards the source of the cold air. The surrounding temperature is getting colder and colder. In the end, Xiao Lu had to bulge the qi and blood in his body to resist the continuous invasion of extreme cold.

Xiao Lu didn't know what was in front of him. He took out the black dragon gun and held it in his hand, and then hooked the power of the Tiandi Tower to protect himself. A simple and simple tower loomed on Xiao Lu's body.

The terrain under the cracks of the earth is ups and downs, and there are rocks everywhere. There is no breath of life. Xiao Lu found that there are more and more traces left by the ancient pterosaurs. After about a hundred miles, Xiao Lu found that the terrain in front of him suddenly opened up and the black fog formed by the extremely cold air had disappeared. The area ahead is actually bright, and it is no longer dark.

"This is..." When Xiao Lu walked into the front area and walked up a hillside, he was stunned by what he saw in front of him. He was shocked and couldn't speak for a long time.

"How can it be..." Xiao Lu muttered to himself and saw two thousands of long dragons lying in front of him, each of which was like a mountain. To be precise, it is two dragon corpses that are intertwined, but there is no life fluctuation. The endless cold air came from a black dragon.

On the dark scales, there is still a layer of dark light circulating, the flesh and blood have not melted away, and the blood is still bright, as if it has just flowed out. The other giant dragon intertwined with the black dragon is a silver dragon. The light of this region comes from this silver dragon. The bodies of the two giant dragons were scarred, as if they had gone through a fierce battle to the extreme, and then both of them died together and died under the crack of the earth.

The silver dragon head has the horn of the ancestral dragon, and there are seven claws on the dragon claws in the abdomen. This is actually a seven-clawed real dragon, and it is the royal family of the ancient dragon clan. Seeing this, Xiao Lu was shocked to the extreme. The seven-clawed real dragon was a legendary existence. Even in ancient times, they were all strong men on the dominant side, but they fell here. How could this not surprise Xiao Lu? However, the black dragon is a little different. The dragon head is extremely ferocious. At first sight, it is not a good person. The dragon horn on the head is not the ancestral dragon horn owned by the dragon emperor. Even after endless years of death, the evil spirit from the dragon's body is still frightening.

"Is this black dragon actually..." Xiao Lu thought of a possibility, and then was shocked. Among the mythical beasts derived from ancient times, there were several evil dragons derived from the ancient times. Although such a dragon is also a mythical beast, it is very different from the real dragon with ancestral dragon blood. The ancient dragon is violent and ferocious, but wherever there is such a dragon, it will blood flow into rivers and suffer from life. The black dragon that died with the silver dragon should be the legendary winter flying dragon.

The cold winter flying dragon is derived from the extremely cold veins of ancient times. Once this kind of evil dragon is born, it only needs a mouthful of dragon breath to freeze thousands of miles and freeze all life.

The legendary existence appeared in front of Xiao Lu, which made him unable to speak for a long time. It was really shocking. The seven-clawed dragon, the emperor of the ancient dragon clan, fell under the crack of the earth. The cold winter dragon derived from the evil spirit of heaven and earth also fell here. Such an existence, even in ancient times, may be invincible, but it died together and was buried in the cracks of the earth.

"Dragon Ball..." Xiao Lu, who came to his senses, immediately thought of the source of the power of these two giant dragons. Dragon Ball, if he could get the dragon ball of this level, would undoubtedly be of great benefit to Xiaohei.

Although the two dragons have died for endless years, their power is still there, and the terrible breath makes Xiao Lu palpitate. If it hadn't been for the protection of the Heavenly Emperor Tower, he wouldn't have been able to get close to the two giant dragons. Even the half-saint may be unable to resist the breath of these two dragons. Only when the saint comes may he touch these two ancient dragons.

Xiao Lu walked down the hill step by step and walked to the two ancient dragons that had died for endless years in the pile of stones in front of him. The dark world was illuminated by the silver light flowing from the seven-clawed silver dragon, and the extreme cold was dispersed. It was unbelievable that it was still so powerful after death.

Even if it is two dragon corpses, the breath from these two dragon corpses makes Xiao Lu feel that it is more terrible than facing saints. This is a horrible existence beyond the realm of saints. Even if it is not the legendary emperor, I'm afraid he has the power of a great saint who can cross the ancient times.

"Touch!" Touch!" Touch!" Touch!" ...Heavy footsteps sounded in the empty space. Xiao Lu was like walking on the back of an ancient mountain, and the overwhelming pressure from the two dragon corpses made him almost breathless.

"Hum!" The indifferent Tiandi Tower appeared on him and protected Xiao Lu in it. Even so, Xiao Lu still felt great pressure. It's too terrible. The dragon corpse that has died for endless years, and the pressure that has not dissipated still makes Xiao Lu, a warrior with the king's martial arts body, struggle.

One thousand feet, five hundred feet, three hundred feet... Xiao Lu's body is full of blood, and the five elements of essence are vast. Although it is cold to the bone, Xiao Lu's clothes are soaked with sweat now. The traces left by the ancient pterosaur that once coiled under the cracks in the earth have disappeared, and the ancient pterosaur seems to also want to hit the idea of these two ancient dragons. However, about 300 feet away from the two giant dragons, the traces of the ancient pterosaur disappeared, and the ancient pterosaur failed to touch the two dragon corpses.

The cold dragon corpse has no breath of life, but the scales on the body are still shining coldly, and there is dragon blood spilled around. The dragon blood is still as if it has just flowed out, bright and eye-catching, and the ruthless years have not dried up the dragon blood.

These two ancient dragons are treasures all over their bodies. Even a piece of scales and a drop of blood are rare treasures in heaven and earth. Under boundless pressure, Xiao Lu finally walked to the side of the two dragon corpses. At this time, his bones were bursting. If the Heavenly Emperor Tower had not offset most of the pressure, he might have been crushed by the powerful breath of the two dragon corpses. He tried to stab the scales of the cold winter dragon with the black dragon gun in his hand.

"Cangling!" Where the dark light passed, where it was stabbed by the black dragon gun, there was not even a trace left, and the anti-shock force made Xiao Lu's wrist sore. Seeing this, Xiao Lu couldn't help but be stunned that even the black dragon gun could not pierce the dragon corpse of the winter flying dragon.

"I don't believe I can't cut you!" Xiao Lu was fierce, activating the evil spirit inside the black dragon gun, and the endless evil spirit immediately stirred between heaven and earth. Even the powerful breath from the two dragon corpses failed to suppress this evil fluctuation.

"Wo!" Xiao Lu did not hesitate and directly stabbed forward with one shot. A little cold light, like a cold star, penetrated the hole forward and cut the void with one shot.

"Puff!" With a soft sound, Xiao Lu only felt a shock on his wrist, and saw that the head of the black dragon gun successfully penetrated the scale armor of the cold winter flying dragon and pierced into the body of the cold winter flying dragon.

"It's worthy of Wudi's dragon gun!" Xiao Lu sighed. However, Xiao Lu was still very shocked, because even the black dragon gun could only stab a few inches, which was only equivalent to breaking the skin of the cold winter flying dragon. For the cold winter dragon, this is like a mosquito bite. Xiao Lu pulled out the black dragon gun, and there was no blood oozing from the wound. On the head of the black dragon gun, there was a bright blood drop.

"Dragon blood of the cold winter dragon..." It was a crystal clear blood drop like an agate, dripping from the head of the black dragon gun. Seeing this, Xiao Lu quickly stretched out his hand and took the drop of blood. At the moment when Xiao Lu took the drop of blood, a burst of heat suddenly came from his palm, and the whole palm burned and turned red.

"Roar!" Xiao Lu roared and quickly wanted to throw the drop of blood in his hand, but at this time, the drop of blood suddenly became spiritual and disappeared from the palm of Xiao Lu and into his body.