Chapter 604: Dragon Vein Corpse Transformation, Drought Demon Will Appear
Fine cracks appeared on the surface of Li Qingxiao's body, which were traces of erosion by the power of the curse.
If he hadn't forcibly suppressed it with his sword heart, his pulse would have been cut off long ago.
"Such a strong resentment..."
He clenched his teeth and silently recited the Shushan Heart Sutra in his heart.
"Sword Technique to Deliver from Evil, Restore the Sins and Return to the Truth."
The next moment, the shadow of the sword heart in his body emerged again!
The three-inch jade sword rotated above his head, releasing a pure golden light that slowly wrapped the black light.
"Go ahead."
He said softly.
The golden light and the black light collided violently and finally exploded!
The black light gradually disintegrated in the golden light and turned into countless shadows of wronged souls. After bowing their heads to thank Li Qingxiao, they slowly rose into the void and rested completely.
The whole audience was silent.
Everyone was so shocked by this scene that they were speechless.
Even the usually arrogant Zhang Tianshi stood up and bowed: "This boy deserves the title of 'Sword Immortal'."
At this moment, a sarcastic voice suddenly rang out in the arena: "You dare to fight several battles in a row when your sword heart just appears. Are all Shushan disciples so ignorant of their own lives?"
Li Qingxiao forced himself to look towards the source of the sound.
But he saw Ao Jiu looking at him with a serious gaze.
"Disciple dare not, thank you for your teachings, senior."
Li Qingxiao was shocked and turned to salute Ao Jiu, his voice a little weak.
This movement made him feel dizzy and he almost fell to the ground.
The Shushan elders hurriedly flew down and supported the shaky Li Qingxiao: "Qingxiao has reached his limit, it's your turn to compete in the next match!"
"Wulian Tianzun! Qingxiao, you can go down and rest without any worries. Leave the rest to us."
Zhang Tianshi nodded slightly and bowed to Li Qingxiao.
After hearing this, Li Qingxiao finally felt relieved, then he closed his eyes and fainted.
"Next up is the last game of the day, and the draw begins!"
As the host finished speaking, the atmosphere on the scene became heated again.
The previous matches were certainly exciting, but what the Dragon Country audience wanted to see most was a resounding victory for Dragon Country, defeating all those foreign psychics.
However, because of Li Qingxiao's previous performance, the remaining Dragon Country players felt more pressure.
On the contrary, those foreign psychics were rubbing their hands in readiness, staring at the Dragon Country players fiercely, vowing to avenge their previous humiliation.
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On the other side of the stadium, Lin Jiu was sitting quietly recovering from his injury.
The golden-haired corpse king stood quietly behind him, like a sculpture.
Suddenly, the golden-haired corpse king's nails trembled slightly, making a slight "cracking" sound.
Lin Jiu suddenly opened his eyes, calculated quickly with his right hand, and his face changed suddenly.
Just now, he sensed something unusual through the perception of the Golden-haired Corpse King.
"strangeness……"
He listened attentively, and an inexplicable throbbing arose in his heart.
But this feeling quickly faded away, as if it had never existed.
"Huh? Why is he gone?"
Lin Jiu doesn't believe in evil.
He was so upset by this feeling that he simply closed his eyes, sank his mind into his body, and slowly explored the surroundings along the connection between him and the Golden-haired Corpse King.
Suddenly, an extremely cold breath flowed into the sea of consciousness along with the mind!
"A hundred meters underground, there is a corpse king that is even older?!"
Lin Jiu suddenly opened his eyes, cold sweat breaking out on his forehead.
How is this possible? !
"Could it be that this place was once a dragon vein?"
Lin Jiu pondered for a moment and suddenly reacted.
Since this is the imperial capital, it is naturally the place where dragons arise, so it is normal to have dragon veins.
He didn't dare to ignore it, so he quickly stood up and quietly approached the edge of the field, trying to sense the deeper earth veins.
Sure enough, the deeper we explored, the clearer the breath became.
That corpse king seemed to have been sleeping for a thousand years, but the aura it exuded was several times stronger than that of the golden-haired corpse king!
Moreover, there was thick water vapor surrounding the Corpse King, enveloping it and making it hazy, as if it was in a swamp.
It’s just that the corpse king’s aura was restrained, and if it weren’t for the golden-haired corpse king, he wouldn’t have been able to detect it at all.
Moreover, his spiritual power was limited, and he could not observe clearly.
But even so, he was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat.
He originally thought that the golden-haired corpse king he controlled was a rare creature in the world, but he didn't expect that there was an even more terrifying existence lurking deep underground.
"Could this aura be the legendary Hanba?"
Lin Jiu's pupils suddenly shrank, a thought flashed through his mind, and his face instantly became solemn.
"It was mentioned in the notes of my great-grandmaster."
He suddenly remembered the notes written by the previous generation of corpse chasers.
"When the dragon vein turns into a corpse, a drought demon will appear!"
He swallowed, forced himself to calm down, and calmly performed a breath concealment technique.
He completely concealed his own breath, for fear of alarming the terrifying existence underground.
It was not until then that Lin Jiu realized that his hands were shaking and the lining of his Taoist robe was soaked with cold sweat.
Just as he was feeling extremely shaken and anxious, an earth-shaking roar suddenly erupted in the center of the stadium.
In the last match, the thunder magic of Li Qingshan, a disciple of Mount Longhu, was rebounded and blew half of the arena into pieces.
A blond and blue-eyed man slowly walked out of the smoke and dust, with the cross on his chest glowing with a strange bloody light.
"Holy Blood Flows Backwards!"
A priest in the audience exclaimed, "This is the forbidden secret technique of the Inquisition!"
In the chaos, no one noticed that the foundation of the stadium was shaking slightly.
Lin Jiu's compass was spinning wildly in his sleeve, with the needle pointing directly to the center of the earth.
He pressed the compass hard, but heard a shrill wail from the golden-haired corpse king in his sea of consciousness.
That is the level suppression coming from the origin of the corpse path!
"not good!"
Lin Jiu's face changed drastically. He didn't have time to rush to the stands. He hurriedly sent out a communication talisman and went straight to Zhang Tianshi!
He himself quickly formed seals, and the thirty-six corpse-suppressing talismans moved without wind, forming the "Earthly Demon Sealing Formation" secret to his master around his body.
Suddenly, there was a crisp sound of chains breaking from underground.
Ao Jiu, who was sitting in the VIP seat, suddenly realized something and stood up abruptly, with a golden light in his eyes: "Which idiot buried a bundle of dragon ropes under the arena?!"
As if in response to his roar, the entire stadium suddenly shook violently.
A three-meter-wide crack appeared along the center of the arena, and red magma gushed out.
In the rain of fire, a figure wrapped in bronze chains was slowly rising, and each chain was engraved with dim runes.
The temperature around him instantly rose several times, and the tables and chairs caught fire.
The audience sitting in the front row screamed in pain from the heat and ran madly to the back, completely ignoring their fear.
Zhang Tianshi stood up suddenly, and drew his sword with a clang: "Drought Demon?! Everyone, evacuate the audience immediately!"
Before he finished speaking, the figure wrapped in bronze chains slowly rose from the ground.
I saw that figure wearing a tattered dragon robe and a crown on his head. His face was haggard but still retained the majesty of an emperor.
He looked normal, his eyes were closed, the chains wrapped around his body were already rusted, the runes were dim, and it seemed like they would break at any time.
As the figure completely emerged into the void, magma splashed around, and the scorching heat instantly turned the arena into a molten pool!
"Han Ba is born, and the red land is thousands of miles away!"
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