Chapter 572 Suppressing the Dragon Vein
If they were not mistaken, what Huo Qinghuang just swallowed was the soul of a cultivator!
Which good person would kill someone and then eat his soul?
Is this really not a demon cultivator?
The atmosphere fell silent for a moment.
On Kunlun Mountain, all the Qi cultivators looked at Huo Qinghuang in fear, fearing that she would suddenly go crazy and eat them as well.
Not only these Qi Refiners, but even great monsters like Kuiniu and Zhu Yan felt their scalps tingling and their muscles tensed when they saw this scene.
This guy is such a big eater, and he doesn't mind eating raw or cold food. Will he eat these one day?
Tushan Yuhua's mouth twitched and she glanced at Kuiniu speechlessly.
Just as he was about to speak, he saw countless lights approaching from afar, and in the blink of an eye they were in front of him.
"Immeasurable Heavenly Lord!"
Zhang Tianshi arrived first with the Seven Star Steps and the Sword of Slaying Evil in hand.
His eyes were like lightning, sweeping across the messy battlefield, and then looking at the golden dragon of luck still cruising above his head, and finally fell on Huo Qinghuang: "Fellow Daoist Huo, was there anyone coveting the dragon vein just now?"
Before Huo Qinghuang could reply, another Buddhist chant could be heard from afar: "Amitabha!"
The Shaolin abbot came in with the Eighteen Arhats, their robes fluttering.
Soon after, the leaders and elders of various factions arrived one after another.
Maoshan, Wudang, Laoshan...
Nearly a hundred top masters in the cultivation world surrounded the top of Kunlun Mountain.
“Boom!”
The sound of a helicopter engine was heard and Long Weihua arrived late.
He had just jumped off the plane and saw this scene, and his mind exploded instantly.
"Everyone, wait a minute! This Miss Huo is our special consultant for Bureau 749!"
Well, he came late and thought that everyone regarded Huo Qinghuang as someone who coveted the dragon vein and wanted to deal with her.
Huo Qinghuang raised his eyebrows and was about to explain, but he saw an old man in purple robes walk out from the group of Qigong practitioners in Kunlun Mountain and shouted:
"Director Long! This woman just devoured the cultivator's soul, it's clearly a demonic trick!"
"fart!"
Kuiniu roared angrily, and stomped his feet to shake the rocks, "If she hadn't acted in time, the dragon vein would have been drained long ago! You guys are so fast, why didn't you fight so hard just now?"
"you!"
The old man in purple robe was so angry that his beard was shaking, but he couldn't make any excuses.
Are we saying that they were not strong enough and two of them died before they could even get close to the enemy?
It's too embarrassing.
Huo Qinghuang snorted coldly, without even looking at the purple-robed old man, with his hands behind his back, he said calmly: "Just now there was indeed an outsider cultivator who intended to extract the dragon vein, but he has been killed by us. As for the devouring of the soul..."
The corners of her mouth slightly raised, revealing a hint of sarcasm: "To deal with such a scourge, if we don't cut the grass and root it out, is there any need to talk about morality?"
Everyone looked at each other in surprise when they heard this.
Zhang Tianshi pondered for a moment, and suddenly bowed deeply to Huo Qinghuang: "Daoyou is so kind, I am waiting for you."
"You are quite sensible."
Ao Jiu snorted coldly, suddenly flew up, and punched the golden dragon of luck.
"How dare you!"
"What are you doing?!"
Everyone was shocked and angry, and shouted angrily.
Zhang Tianshi tightened his grip on the Sword of Evil-Slaying, then relaxed as if he had thought of something.
Long Weihua was about to question them, but when he saw Huo Qinghuang's indifferent expression, the two special priests in the bureau also remained calm, and Zhang Tianshi was as steady as an old dog, he immediately calmed down.
Since everyone is so calm, it means Ao Jiu had no ill intentions in his actions.
Sure enough, the next moment, the golden dragon of luck that was originally free from the dragon vein flashed a hint of human surprise after touching Ao Jiu's fist.
Then, in the stunned eyes of everyone, the golden dragon of luck was as obedient as a domesticated little snake, and was easily suppressed back into the dragon vein by Ao Jiu.
It was not until this time that Ao Jiu glanced at everyone. His eyes were extremely indifferent, as if he was looking at a group of ants.
"Ah! There's no need to panic."
Long Weihua coughed lightly, suppressed his laughter, and said, "This Senior Ao has some connection with the True Dragon Clan, so it is most appropriate for him to suppress the dragon vein."
When these words were spoken, it was fine for those who were not in the know, but the Qi-refining practitioners from Kunlun Mountain who had been watching the battle on the spot started to twitch their eyelids.
They watched it from beginning to end, and this Senior Ao didn't just have some connection with the real dragon clan, he was clearly a real dragon, okay?
And it seems to be a seven-clawed golden dragon? !
hiss!
I heard that divine beasts value bloodline the most. What is the status of the seven-clawed golden dragon in the dragon clan?
It’s unimaginable!
However, they only dared to think about these words in their hearts and dared not say them in front of Ao Jiu.
Zhang Tianshi also knew Ao Jiu's true identity. Seeing Long Weihua trying to smooth things over, he also stepped forward and said:
"Thanks to your help today, the dragon vein was saved. Otherwise, even if we all died in battle, we would not be able to do anything to the thieves."
Zhang Tianshi’s cultivation is not weak. He is considered to be the top cultivator in this mortal world, so he naturally has a good vision.
Not to mention the scene of the mountains and rivers collapsing, just the various auras that still permeated the void made him feel like he was going to meet his ancestor at any time.
From a heart point of view, every wisp of energy here has the ability to kill him easily.
If this is the case with him, what about others?
The cultivators present here are at least at the foundation building stage. Apart from anything else, they have some self-awareness.
After hearing what Zhang Tianshi said, everyone looked at each other awkwardly, and finally fell silent.
cough!
At that time, they rushed to Kunlun Mountains in a fit of rage, but they didn't think about what kind of enemy they would face.
If it weren't for Huo Qinghuang and the others, this group of people might have really been like throwing meat buns at a dog, and never came back.
"It's good that you have this intention. It's better than some people who can't distinguish right from wrong. If you have nothing to do, just leave."
Huo Qinghuang shook her head and decided not to waste time with them.
She came here with a clear purpose, but it has not been achieved yet. There are so many people surrounding the scene. How can she take action?
A purple-robed Qi-refining master who couldn't tell right from wrong said: "..."
The dragon vein was fine, and everyone relaxed. They couldn't help laughing when they heard this.
Just as the atmosphere eased and everyone was preparing to leave, the ground suddenly shook violently.
The dried-up lake completely cracked, creating a chasm several feet wide that tore through the earth, revealing a bottomless abyss below.
Hot air gushed out from the cracks, instantly evaporating the surrounding snow into white mist that filled the air.
It was an ancient and violent force, carrying with it the pressure and arrogance unique to the ancient dragon clan.
Under the cracks, one can vaguely see huge pieces of red dragon scales, each of which is as big as a door panel.
“Oh no!”
Zhu Yan jumped onto Huo Qinghuang's shoulder with a "swoosh", his hair stood on end and his voice changed pitch.
"The Scarlet Flame Dragon King is about to break free from his seal!"
These words were like a bucket of cold water poured down on everyone, instantly waking everyone up.
Zhang Tianshi's face changed drastically, and the sword in his hand suddenly came out of its sheath.
The Shaolin abbot put his hands together and chanted the Buddha's name. The Eighteen Arhats instantly formed a formation and stared at the crack vigilantly.
The head of Maoshan, Xuan Lingzi, directly made hand gestures and set up an array, trying to stabilize the seal.
But it's too late.
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