Although I have had several experiences of unblocking, Zhu Minglang has never entered the bottom of the Xiangsheng Wood Road.

Zhu Minglang slid down the lengthy path directly. Not to mention, the experience was quite unique.

Trees flew past both sides of him quickly, and Zhu Minglang felt that his speed was getting faster and faster. This was probably the first time this wooden road passed away was a living person.

This wooden path was longer than I thought. Zhu Minglang saw many corpses that had been discarded into the mountains and forests along the way.

It took a long time before Zhu Minglang arrived at the end of the wooden path.

At the end is a very open mountain sink, which is filled with corpses accumulated over the years, almost forming a small mountain of corpses, and the surrounding mountain of corpses is covered with white bones.

It is hard to imagine that such a green mountain is covered with corpses.

It is estimated that no one has visited here for many years, and the scene is unexpectedly scary. If outsiders were allowed to see that the young spirits were dealing with the corpses of young spirits like dumping garbage, I believe that the glorious image they maintained in major Chinese states for so many years would be destroyed.

The Young Spirit Academy is spread all over Juntian. The Young Spirit Academy in Lizhou is obviously not the largest. Judging from the overall system of the Young Spirit Academy, this is a relatively open organization, and it is indeed seeking survival and dignity for the living.

Perhaps it was because of the president of Lizhou, Bai Qingchen, who had some problems, that he created a terrifying corpse pit in Youling Academy.

Alas, in his position, he is determined to climb up.

Zhu Minglang jumped into the mountain sinking and looked for those faint sensations in the sea of ​​corpses.

The moon is dark and the wind is high, and the coldness is swishing. Zhu Minglang vaguely notices a trace of weirdness.

I don’t know if it was the sound of the dead bones corruption or if there was something in the pile of young spirit corpses gnawing on the remaining meat. Zhu Minglang looked back several times but found nothing.

The surroundings were too dark, and the faint starlight seemed to be swallowed by the death energy in the mountains after it shone here. The rotten energy and mountain fog were mixed together, making it difficult to see the road ahead.

"Squeak squeak squeak squeak squeak squeak squeak squeak squeak squeak squeak squeak squeak squeak squeak squeak squeak squeak squeak squeak squeak squeak squeak squeak squeak squeak squeak squeak squeak squeak squeak sque

The sound of mice was heard, and Zhu Minglang found that the mice here were big and fat, and they could catch up with the little wild boar.

One of the mice exuded a demonic aura, possessed a certain level of cultivation, and had become a spirit. It stared at Zhu Minglang upright, as if thinking about whether to pounce on it, but the instinctive alertness of the mice made it pass by death.

"The mice are so fat!" Zhu Minglang shook his head.

Although it is a pile of corpses, it is a pit of young spirits. The reason why young spirits are called young spirits is because they have more spirituality and characteristics than those barbaric animals. They are a reserve army for dragon transformation. Even if they are unable to transform into dragons in the end, they are considered to be a special life. Their bodies are piled up here, which obviously fattened up some things that make a living by eating corpses!

"Cruff!!"

Suddenly, Zhu Minglang noticed a noise behind him!

Zhu Minglang immediately turned his head and saw a corpse dog dragon pounce on it. Its body was covered with rotten flesh, and its claws were even more toxic. There was an eyeball burning with green fire in its hollow sockets, which was very horrifying!

Zhu Minglang was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect that there would be a dragon-turning creature here!

A wild corpse dog dragon!

It was born purely in such a "unique" environment!

Zhu Minglang was about to let the Nine-tailed Dragon attack, but a pile of bone mountains beside him suddenly exploded, and a necro creature the size of an adult lion rushed out, and it rushed up extremely quickly.

At first, Zhu Minglang thought he was attacked by two corpse spirit dragons, but soon Zhu Minglang discovered that the undead dragon that appeared behind was actually pounced on the corpse dog dragon.

It flashed past Zhu Minglang, bit the corpse dog dragon with great accuracy, and then smashed the corpse dog dragon hard towards the stone wall.

The corpse dog dragon was smashed to its entire body, but it was a corpse after all, and it could move even if it was split into pieces.

All parts flee in a scattered manner, and finally they meet again. If one is missing, it is considered that one is not destined to be. If you find another to fight, you will be a complete corpse dragon again!

The corpse dog dragon wanted to escape from all directions, but the lord dragon moved faster. It ran near the corpse dog dragon and suddenly opened its back. There were countless green beards on its back. These green beards were extremely numerous, like a ghost wing composed of soft velvet. They spread in all directions, like a very strange Pluto flower!!

These wings have the power to absorb. After they stretched out, they began to absorb the dead soul of the corpse dog dragon.

The body of the corpse dog dragon is quickly transforming into bone sand because of the energy of the dead soul.

Soon, the entire corpse dog dragon became dust!

The gorgeous wings of the Necrotic Dragon slowly retracted, and its back returned to its original appearance.

"Woooo!!!"

The little nine-tailed dragon issued a warning, signaling the undead dragon not to approach.

But the undead dragon was still walking towards Zhu Minglang step by step, but at this moment, Zhu Minglang found that the faint mark of his heart came from this extremely unique undead dragon!

"Are you that little Chongling?" Zhu Minglang was surprised and looked at the undead dragon who had completely changed his appearance.

"Su!" The undead dragon responded. Its eyes were like the Hell Dragon, and it was in a flaming shape, looking particularly divine and very fierce!

"No, you obviously already...oh, you have the blood of the dead?" Zhu Minglang said in surprise.

At this time, the Necrotic Dragon ran to the side.

After a while, the Necrotic Dragon brought a piece of clothes from the mountain wall. The clean one was exactly the coat Zhu Minglang was wearing when he buried the little guy.

The outer cloak had been torn, obviously it was broken when it transformed into a dragon, but the Necrotic Dragon carefully put away the clothes and handed them to Zhu Minglang at this time to prove that he was the little Chongling.

Zhu Minglang himself couldn't believe it.

The dead young spirit actually died in this mountain sink and turned into a spirit, becoming a dead dragon!

The mark on its forehead did not dissipate due to its death, but was inherited after it turned into a dragon!

Zhu Minglang stretched out his palm, and the previous mark appeared on the palm of his hand. The mark also emitted a faint faint light at this moment, reflecting the mark on the forehead of the undead dragon.
Chapter completed!