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Chapter 1253

Words:1095Update:22/08/29 19:10:45

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"Xuan 'er, run!" Ye Tao wanted to rush out, but Long Chen had a sword on his neck, and he couldn't move at all.

The child slowly stood up under Ye Tao's shout. However, he did not run. Instead, he rushed towards Long Yun.

Long Yun sneered and then used one hand to lock the child's head. The strength between his five fingers gradually increased …

"Big Scoundrel... Let me go! "Ye Xuan'er's voice became weaker and weaker. Her soft skull was deforming at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Stop!" The old tribal chief said weakly.

"Old thing... This young master really thought you had a heart of stone!" Long Yun's hand loosened a little as he sneered.

"Don't you just want to enter the Dragon Tomb? I'll let you in. "The old chief continued to struggle.

Hearing this, Long Yun slowly released the old chief and Ye Xuan'er at the same time. Both of them were panting heavily.

"Old man, if you had cooperated earlier, why would you have suffered so much?" Long Yun said coldly.

The old chief remained silent. His entire body trembled as he approached the Divine Wood Totem. He slowly used the scepter in his hand to touch it and began to chant.

Sure enough, a pitch-black vortex began to appear in the sky. A dark red dragon-shaped lightning bolt suddenly struck the divine wood.

Immediately, a huge spatial crack appeared in the sky above the Divine Wood Totem. It was the opening of the door to the Dragon Tomb!

Long Yun and Long Chen smiled when they felt the aura of the True Dragon at close range. Their moods also became excited.

However, before Long Yun left, he instructed his personal guard, "Keep a close eye on this place. Don't even let a fly go. Do you understand?"

"Yes sir!"

The black-clothed guard nodded and expressionlessly placed his sword on the old chief's neck.

Long Chen did not say much. The Cyan Netherworld Sword in his hand was instantly unsheathed. In an instant, he stabbed out four times, severing the tendons in Ye Tao's hands and feet.

"Ahh …"

Ye Tao's entire body went limp as he fell to the ground. The intense pain caused him to curl up as his body began to tremble uncontrollably.

"Brother!" Ye Qingqing quickly broke free and knelt in front of Ye Tao. She gritted her teeth and looked at Long Chen and Long Yun.

"In the entire Divine Wood Tribe, only this person has some ability. Now that we've cut off the tendons in his arms and legs, I'm sure he won't be able to resist anymore," Long Chen said coldly.

"Not bad … Looks like you've remembered what I told you before." Long Yun nodded his head in satisfaction, and then said indifferently, "Let's go in … It's time to settle the score with that kid, Feng Yixiu."

Long Chen smiled faintly and immediately followed Long Yun's footsteps. The two of them entered the crevice one after the other.

However, when they entered the crack, they encountered great resistance. It was as if there was a strong repulsive force preventing them from entering.

The two of them were direct descendants of the Long family, so they naturally possessed the bloodline of the Holy Spirit. However, their bloodline had become a little thin, so entering the Holy Spirit Realm was naturally a little difficult.

After more than a minute, they barely managed to enter. The whirlpool in the sky gradually subsided, returning to the original clear sky.

The old tribal chief saw that the two of them had actually succeeded in entering the Dragon Necropolis. His legs were powerless as he lay on the ground. He said with a trembling voice, "Little friend Feng, this old man has let you down …"

However, unlike the previous tranquility and peace, the entire Divine Wood Tribe was filled with the smell of blood. Almost everyone had fallen into a state of fear.



In the depths of the Dragon Necropolis.

Feng Yixiu and Shen Ruyu had been in the Dragon Necropolis for a long time. They had been slowly walking towards the depths of the Dragon Necropolis.

The Dragon Necropolis was filled with a desolate aura. A faint mist shrouded everything, and the visibility became abnormally low.

All kinds of ancient trees that could only be seen in the desolate era grew chaotically. Because of the Dragon Clan's remains, they had become abnormally tall.

Along the way, they did see many skeletons of True Dragons. Although hundreds of years had passed and the True Dragons that had died in battle had become skeletons, the pressure they brought to people was still very terrifying.

Especially when thousands of True Dragon skeletons were piled up together, it produced a powerful Dragon Aura and resentment that made people feel a chill down their backs.

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