Chapter 1009 - Prison Dragon (9)

Chapter 1009 Imprisoned Dragon (9)

“Thank you, master, for your help.”

Si Kou Ziming’s eyes darkened.

After packing up, they left here.

Baitang made a trick and easily got out of the coffin, which was already empty.

Preventing the demon dragon from coming out, Baitang directly suppressed him.

As for Xiaoyu, she really almost lost her wits. Her whole soul is extremely weak and she is not yet awake.

Baitang opened his mouth and flicked his fingers.

A dark bead came out of his mouth.

This is what the Taoist priest put into Xiaoyu’s body.

A borrowed spirit bead.

Xiaoyu’s fate is very good, the fate of Siku, in ancient times, is the fate of the world.

If you encounter a huge ups and downs, if you get over it, you will be blessed by auspicious gods, and no demons, spirits, demons, or ghosts will hurt her, unless you don’t want to live anymore, and your luck will be extremely good.

With such a good destiny, he can’t commit the crime of killing, and it is very easy to become a **** of killing.

Borrowing the Lingzhu is to borrow her fate, as a point, one is to protect the Sikou family, and the other is… probably for the demon dragon below the cemetery.

Played a side ball from Tiandao to suppress the demon dragon.

Using a little force with his fingers, the Lending Spirit Bead turned into powder and fell to the ground.

Baitang took off his wedding dress, tiara, and jewelry, and burned them clean.

There are not many clothes on his body, only a white undershirt.

The smooth hair is fluttering in the wind.

In this cemetery, it can directly scare people out of their wits.

Baitang sat down, holding these two dragon scales in his hand, brushing his fingers over it, the black air dissipated.

The scales exude a dazzling golden light.

“It’s such a pure golden dragon scale…”

The color of dragon scales is very different. At least that’s how it is in this world.

It seems to be a natural spiritual creature, but something happened and turned into a monster.

Baitang walked around the cemetery, there are thirty tombs in total.

From the birth and death records above, it can be seen that the man is both from the direct line of the Sikou family, and both died at the age of twenty. As for the woman buried next to them, the records are not so detailed, only the year of birth and death, and nothing else.

The problem is that the horoscopes of every man and woman are extremely consistent.

The death date of the woman is always three days later than that of the man.

And there is only one tomb without the woman, and it only says.

Si Kou Ming

—the first generation of family head.

oh! It was this tomb that was struck by the lightning she attracted.

Bai Tang didn’t expect that she chopped up the tomb of Si Kou’s ancestors as soon as she made a move.

Not to mention this, let’s say that the woman died three days later than the man, and her horoscopes are all compatible with the man, and it is the fate of wealth.

Obviously, the women buried here are all like little fishes.

They are the ones who are selected for ghost marriage.

Should be suffocated to death like a small fish.

Baitang, who originally chopped up his family’s grave, still felt somewhat guilty, but after understanding this, he didn’t feel guilty at all.

She even felt that she should trigger thirty thunderbolts to blow up Si Kou’s house.

But I haven’t started yet. She also needs to determine how the demon dragon became a demon from a spirit body.

After pinching the Dao Jue, Bai Tang came directly to the bottom of the Dao Cemetery.

The building here is simple and simple, and has a very long time.

Through those tombstones, it can be roughly deduced that this place has existed for at least three thousand years.

Here, it is indeed left by a very talented person.

Baitang was about to approach, but noticed an old Taoist priest sitting cross-legged, his cultivation level… not too high.

Anyway, in her eyes, there is not much difference, and it can be completely crushed.

Baitang looked at the pitch-black mass, like a mist, and could barely make out the shape of a dragon.

(end of this chapter)