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Chapter 1983: Sudden intensive phobia

Even if the Chaos Blood Dragon didn't say a word, Yin Dong could understand what it meant and was too lazy to argue with this guy, so he threw it back into the depths of his dantian.
Then, Yin Dong quickly fled from the scene of the crime and stayed away from the direction where the terrifying aura swept.
After Yin Dong left, the will that gradually awakened deep in the riverbed fell silent again. The willpower that swept out was retracted, and the terrifying aura emitted disappeared invisibly.
A gap was left on the bed of the River of Time, and only the silent river water flowed over...
Wow—
In the distant river of time, Yin Dong rushed out of the river and soared into the sky in the glowing river of time, like a tornado, forming a huge water vortex that rushed out of the river.
With a loud bang, Yin Dong rushed into the darkness by the river with the whirlpooling water of the River of Time. The heart-pounding darkness made Yin Dong feel particularly pleasing to the eye at this moment.
When he landed on the surface of the abyss world, most of the water whirlpools brought by Yin Dong were taken into the Wool Ruins by him, but a lot of them fell on the ground, which immediately turned the hard rock surface into weathered dust.
Yin Dong was frightened and subconsciously rushed to the distance, away from this land eroded by the river of time.
"Damn it! The real explanation of Tianlong is really a heaven-defying technique. It's incredible that the Holy Sect actually has such a magical technique! Or is this technique a private collection of the old liar master?"
Yin Dong thought about it, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt it made sense.
As for the disciples of the Holy Sect he saw, they were not particularly powerful. Yin Dong seriously suspected that the Holy Sect did not have the same level of martial arts as the "True Interpretation of the Heavenly Dragon".
So, the question is... Why did the Holy Sect agree to the old Taoist priest taking this martial art?
As far as he knows, the old Taoist priest has always been suppressed by Zhuge Qingyun in the Holy Sect. He has not had a particularly high status. How could he take away the strongest martial arts of the Holy Sect?
It doesn't exist!
Yin Dong had reason to conclude that the old Taoist priest must have obtained the "Tianlong True Explanation" from other channels, so he could give this skill to his personal disciples.
"The old liar is amazing!" Yin Dong sighed, feeling more and more that it was a wise decision to hand over his son to his master.
Yin Dong opened the Woxu and said, "Brother Ling, you can first adapt to the environment of the abyss world, and then take out the portable communication base station to debug it to see if you can contact General Lu and the others. Wenzi went to the nearby area to investigate the surrounding situation. I'll set up the formation, so let's build a stronghold here."
"Are there any spiritual veins here?"
Gu Wen came out of the ancient well world, stretched his waist, and breathed happily, and saw Yin Dong move a section of dragon-shaped mountain range directly from the Wo Ruins.
"I'll go! Dongzi, you don't have spiritual veins. Are you creating a dragon vein yourself?"
Hearing Gu Wen's words, Yin Dong smiled and said, "The spiritual veins in the Abyss World also contain demonic energy. Our people cannot absorb them directly and need to be purified. It is too inconvenient. If the stronghold is built on the dragon vein, this problem will not exist."
Gu Wen suddenly realized: "Oh, that's right. A useless person like Brother Ling can't last long in the abyss world. If there is the spiritual energy of the dragon vein for him to absorb, there is no problem. After the Sijiu Guiyuan Formation absorbs the energy around it and converts it into the power of the formation, it will nourish this Dragon Realm Mountain Range. Even if we stay in the abyss world for a long time, it will not cause the spiritual energy of the mountain range to be exhausted."
Ling Fan retorted: "You stupid fool, you finally have no IQ debt this time."
Yin Dong smiled, and ignored the two guys' arguments, quickly engraved the formation in the void, and set up a 49th Guiyuan Formation with the Dragon-shaped Mountains as the center, he found a place on the Dragon-shaped Mountains to carve the ancient imitation altar.
Gu Wen investigated the surrounding terrain and found a lake on the right side, with dark green colors on the water surface, and huge dark shadows swept across the water from time to time. It was obvious that huge fish lived in the lake.
The lake is in the shape of a pig's waist and surrounds a depression. They are now in the reef belt in the middle of the depression. On the other side of the depression opposite the lake are the hills eroded by the River of Time that Yindong rushed out of the River of Time.
In other words, the place they choose now is equivalent to a safe island.
Gu Wen owed his hand and threw a stone in the lake.
Wow—
With a huge sound of water, a huge wave of water surged from the lake. Along with the waves was a huge black silver carp head, with sharp teeth exposed in the fish's mouth.
In Gu Wen's ancient well world, countless branches of green trees flew out, pierced into the fish's mouth, penetrated out from the fish's head, and forced a monster larger than a ship to pull the ancient well world.
In the lake, there was a sudden turmoil, and countless fish heads emerged, staring at Gu Wen with murderous intent.
"Oh, I'll go! I'm going to be suffering from my intensive phobia!"
Gu Wen screamed strangely and retreated suddenly.
He didn't dare to fall into the depression, because in the black mud in the depression, countless snakes, insects, rats and ants were disturbed, and they were churned out of the black mud and weeds, densely packed, making his scalp numb.
"Dongzi, this place is not good, can you change the place?"
Gu Wen howled as soon as he saw Yin Dong.
Yin Dong asked curiously: "As for it? You were actually scared by the fish in the lake, the snakes, insects, rats and ants in the depression?"
"I have a intensive phobia, no, goose bumps all over my body now." Gu Wen scratched his scalp, rubbed his arms, and said, "Isn't this the Abyss World all the time?"
"When did you have intensive phobia?" Ling Fan smiled curiously, feeling a little gloating.
"Suddenly, can't it work?" Gu Wen turned his eyes and kicked Ling Fan away, falling into the depression in the reef belt.
In an instant, in the seemingly calm depression, black mud rolled, weeds swayed, and countless snakes, insects, rats and ants surged towards Ling Fan.
Ling Fan had goose bumps all over his body, and he screamed strangely: "Damn it! Damn Wenzi, my intensive phobia was also scared!"
Gu Wen laughed.
boom!
An energy bomb flew out of Ling Fan's vortex ruins, blasting at the black snake head closest to him, blew the snake head, and the snake blood splashed, splashing his head and face.
The next second, Ling Fan's pupils widened and he looked at the spikes that emerged from the headless snake corpse in horror!
At this time, he felt a fatal sense of crisis. The green branches in the vortex ruins stretched out and quickly wrapped around his body, forming a dense layer of defense cover.
Click—
The spikes that emerged from the headless snake corpse quickly cracked open, and a black flower bloomed, quickly approaching Ling Fan's head.
Chapter completed!
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