C266 Dragon Soul Appearance

Han Wei was the closest person as she said in a low voice: "Yan'er, don't talk. This old thing, her personality has always been strange.

When Long Yan and the rest were standing at the top of the mountain, in a small clearing that could still be maintained, the surroundings had already turned into an endless abyss.

Long Yan turned his head slightly, and suddenly realized that not far away, Shi Potian was holding his wife's hand and Little Yu's entire body was hanging on the cliff.

The situation was extremely dangerous for Long Yan. He wanted to fly over and save them, but his body was tightly grabbed by Han Wei.

"No ~"

Shi Potian roared, he glanced at Long Yan, and unexpectedly revealed that strange smile.

"Brother Long Yan, we will wait for you below! "Brother Tian, I'll go first."

While Long Yan was still in a state of extreme fear, the dragon soul inside his body seemed to have been suppressed, and Long Yan actually could not release a single trace of anger.

"What?" "This, this Master Lin's power is actually this terrifying? He can actually control my body and suppress my Martial Spirit?"

Long Yan seemed to have already seen the sudden change in death and understood the meaning behind true experts.

Right at this moment, the figure that was over a hundred meters in the dark sky actually moved a little. If the Demonic Sect's Demon Lord was extremely terrifying, then this sect master's strength was at least a thousand times greater than his and her terrifying aura was also ten thousand times greater.

Just from the destructive roar and the strong pressure, Long Yan could already feel that it was filled with the aura of death.

"An expert, so this is the power produced by a true expert. This kind of terror, I'm afraid it's impossible to describe with words."

All of a sudden, the super strong pressure within each of their bodies dissipated. Long Yan and the others were able to catch their breath, and following that, the black figure that was over a hundred meters in height in the vast sky exploded with a resplendent light, as if he was a god that jumped down to inspect the world.

On the left shoulder of the incomparably tall figure stood a beautiful dancing figure, and that figure looked extremely like a fairy. Although there was a great distance between them, that enormous figure was suspended in the air, and its fragrance was precisely emitted by the dancing fairy on the giant's left shoulder.

The crowd forgot their fear, forgot their cowardice, and they were attracted by the fairy dancing in the air. Although the golden light was incomparably dazzling and it was impossible to see the girl's appearance clearly, even if the crowd blinked their eyes, they couldn't help wanting to look.

That familiar smell, that peerlessly beautiful figure, that expression of anticipation that he did not dare to recognize for a long time, and that as the goddess waved her hand, she gently twisted her small waist made Long Yan feel extremely happy.

It made him extremely excited, made him want to cry, made him ignore the pain in his head, made him hit the ground repeatedly, made him kneel on the ground, and shout towards the sky.

Finally, at this moment, he felt who that fairy-like woman was. It was likely that in this world, only she could cause Long Yan to go completely crazy for her.

He looked at the hundred meter tall giant and the goddess who was standing on his left shoulder, and muttered to himself: "Xiao Ling, it must be you, right? I never thought that you would actually choose to meet me in such a manner."

Just when everyone thought that Long Yan was scared witless and had gone crazy, the bright golden giant slowly shrank. In the blink of an eye, he disappeared from the space.

"Are they gone? No, no, you can't go! Long Yan shouted.

Dongfang Tiannan pulled Long Yan.

"You brat, are you crazy? I'm going to take your life."

As he spoke, an incomparably powerful and imposing aura appeared behind everyone. Everyone quickly turned around and saw an old man with white hair and beard. He was around two meters tall and had a very sturdy build.

With a smile on his face, he looked at the crowd. Beneath his feet was still a bottomless chasm. Then, he stepped on the void above him.

When they actually saw his face, everyone was initially scared to death. But when they truly saw this legendary Misty Cloud Sect Sect Master that was rarely seen in a hundred years, he did not look afraid at all. Instead, he gave people a very warm feeling.

Beside her, an eighteen or nineteen year old girl appeared. This girl was the one who everyone saw before, the one who was over a hundred meters tall and had the shoulders of giants.

When this young girl appeared, it immediately caused Long Yan and the others to be stunned, because this woman, who seemed to be born in the mortal world, was even more beautiful than fairies. To be able to give birth to such a beautiful and elegant young girl, she must be a supreme clan, or a great power that could cultivate such a beautiful young girl.

When Long Yan took a closer look, he realized that this woman's familiar feeling was actually that obvious.

"Brother Yan, this woman isn't human. She seems to have a powerful and persistent soul within her body. No, that isn't a soul. It seems to be a divine sense?"

With Little Lion's words, Long Yan was even more certain that she was the Dragon Spirit. If Dragon Spirit and Little Lion were to recognize each other, I think they would definitely be very happy.

Xiao Ling had once said that she would look for girls that looked similar to her, or if they had even the slightest bit of similarity in appearance, she would attach herself to her body so that Long Yan wouldn't be able to see the real her in the future.

Long Ling was more beautiful than a celestial maiden. As for the women she had been looking for, they were naturally all as beautiful as celestial fairies.

The dignified elder looked at Long Yan and the others, "Who killed my disappointing grandson?"

Han Wei stepped forward and said very respectfully, "Sect Master, it's me!"

"No, no, it's me, not her." Long Yan stepped forward and began to argue with all his might.

This old man's gaze was so deep, it was as though he could see through the thoughts of others. In front of him, no one dared to lie. In front of absolute strength, they were nothing but ants that no one dared to resist.

"Senior, it is indeed me. Your grandson claimed to be the Demon Lord and killed over a thousand young men and women. He also used their blood essence to refine the Devil Arts in order to raise their cultivation levels."

"Oh? "Is there such a thing?"

Long Yan nodded heavily. "Yes."

The old man's previously gentle eyes instantly turned ice-cold as he stared at Long Yan: "Even if he deserves to die a thousand times in the first place, it's not your turn to kill him right? When this old man was young, he charged into over a hundred cities by himself, did you know how many evil deeds he did, how many innocent people he killed, a mere thousand people is more?"

"Since you've killed my grandson, I can only let all of you pay with your lives for him."

After the old man finished speaking, an incomparably hot aura burst out from the center of his palm, directly smashing Long Yan and the others into the endless abyss.

Such a heaven-defying technique had directly shattered a large mountain. Just how terrifying was this strength?

Long Yan watched the old man and the young girl's strange smiles in the endless space with his own eyes.