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The source power of the dragon vein is born of nature, and the dragon yuan is condensed by Aofeng himself after absorbing the energy of the dragon vein.

Time passed very slowly, Jiang Xueyang's injuries were serious, and it took a lot of Long Yuan to recover from his injuries.

There was a fine layer of sweat on Aofeng's face, and the original brilliance of the Dragon Ball gradually became dim.

However, he still gritted his teeth and persisted.

Suddenly, Jiang Xueyang's eyelids moved slightly, and then a layer of radiance emanated from his whole body.

This shows that the true qi in her body has begun to circulate, as long as the true qi circulates, Jiang Xueyang can repair the damage in her body by herself.

I hurriedly asked Aofeng to take the dragon ball back into his body. At this time, his dragon ball was already dim, and it was the size of a grain of rice, but now it is as fine as a dust.

After a while, Jiang Xueyang slowly opened his eyes.

"Great." Excited, Ali slapped Aofeng heavily.

Aofeng let out a cry of pain, and looked at Ali with disbelief.

"Look at what?"

"Didn't you say that you would never bully me for the rest of your life?" Aofeng asked weakly.

"Then let me rub it for you?" A Li said with a blushing face.

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After Jiang Xueyang woke up, the Demonic Dao had a backbone.

There are not many soldiers available in the magic way, and if you want to face the enemy head-on, you can only use formations.As formations took shape, the morale of Mo Dao began to rise rapidly.

Without the pressure of the army, it is very difficult to resist the mighty impact of the [-] army of wild immortals. Fortunately, we have Aofeng.

The wild immortals are beasts who attain the Tao, and their instincts are restrained by the coercion of dragons.Aofeng is a descendant of the ancestor dragon, and the coercion of dragons is much stronger than the ice dragon Aohan.

Seeing that Jiang Xueyang had finished setting up the formation, I felt a little relieved.

As soon as I relaxed, the tiredness that came from the depths of my soul could no longer be sustained, and I fell on the bed and passed out after returning to the military tent.

I didn't know how long I slept in a daze, but I vaguely heard someone calling my name.

He opened his eyes and saw that it was someone from the Yin Division who came, and the Xunyang judge was carrying black and white impermanence!

What's the situation?

How could there be people from the Yin Division in the army tent of the Demonic Dao? Could it be that the people from the Yin Division have also sent troops to us?

"Xie Lan, you used the Seven Killing Monument to separate the three souls, and lost all the seven souls. Now there is only a wisp of remnant soul left to maintain the consciousness. I came here to take you to the Yin Division for trial." Xunyang Judge said loudly.

"You dare to touch me!"

As I said that, I wanted to draw my sword, but no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't lift the sword at all.

After a closer look, it turned out that the one lying on the bed was my body, and the current me is just the mirror image of my consciousness.

I was terrified in my heart and wanted to return to my body quickly, so at this moment Black and White Wuchang threw an iron chain at me and dragged me in front of them.

"Where are the demon disciples!" I shouted loudly.

"Mo Daozheng and Ye Xian are inseparable. Even Pojun participated in the battle with injuries. No one will come to rescue you." Xunyang judge said.

In normal times, this Xunyang judge would definitely not be my opponent, but today, let alone him, I can't even deal with the impermanence of black and white.

After black and white impermanence locked me, the patrolling judge read out the formula, and a dark and heavy gate rose from my military camp, which was the gate of Yin and Yang.

After the door opened, he stepped in, and then Black and White Wuchang also dragged me into the door.

The world behind the door was initially pitch black, and I couldn't distinguish between east, west, north, and south. I was dragged staggeringly by black and white impermanence, feeling aggrieved to death.After walking for an unknown amount of time, a faint light began to appear in front of him, and three shocking characters hung on the majestic city gate: Ghost Gate Pass.

Entering the customs is like entering another world.The sky is gray and unclear, and the earth is desolate.

Apart from the four of us, I also saw the same ghosts and ghosts rushing forward in other places.

The experience of those souls was more miserable than mine. While walking, they were beaten with whips by the underworld servants, crying ghosts and howling in pain.

"Just follow them, why beat them?" I couldn't bear to see it.

"This is the reason why the Yellow Spring Road is difficult to walk. The only thing to blame is that they burned the wrong paper money!" Heiwuchang Fan Wujiu said fiercely.

At the end of Huangquan Road, there is Wangxiang Terrace.

I saw a tall stone platform, emitting bursts of cloudy light, sitting and lying on the road, turning around, and looking back, writing three big red characters on the platform.

As the old saying goes, once you arrive at Wangxiangtai, you will never be able to return to your hometown if you look far away.Walking to Wangxiang Terrace, there is almost no possibility of resurrection, and it is almost time for the physical body in Yangjian to be put into the cabinet for burial.

At this moment, the sound of crying on the Wangxiang platform is endless, and I can't bear to listen to it.

Black and White Impermanence was about to lead me towards Wangxiang Terrace, but was stopped by the patrol judge: "He's not going anywhere, just go directly to Naihe Bridge."

"Will it be against the rules to do so?" Bai Wuchang Xie Bi'an asked.

"Meng Po Tianzun wants to see him, and it is her order to arrest his soul this time. Otherwise, you dare to arrest his soul when you are too full?" Xunyang judge said, looking at his eyes.

"Ahem, that's right, if the people of the Demonic Way know that the three of us have imprisoned the soul of their patriarch, we will never set foot in this land of the underworld again."

Saying that, the three of them took me to Naihe Bridge.

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Chapter 1 Seventy

I was dragged away for a long time by black and white, and finally came to a big river.

"Is this the Wangchuan River?" I asked.

"That's right. This is the Wangchuan River that your Mo Dao Breaking Army cut off." The Xunyang judge replied.

The Wangchuan River is tens of feet wide, the river water is blood-yellow, full of poisonous insects, and the ups and downs in the water are all evil spirits who cannot be reincarnated.

The fishy wind hits the face, which is daunting.

Not only are the evil spirits in the river frightening, but the river itself is full of evil spirits transformed from resentment, which is very murderous.

According to the legend, the water of the Wangchuan River is not to be touched, it can rot bones and eat souls, but it will not annihilate consciousness, and live in pain forever.

Back then, Pojun cut off the Wangchuan River with a single knife, and hundreds of millions of evil spirits rushed out of the river, slaughtering the land of Yinsi.

The upper reaches of the Wangchuan River burst into a sea because the river water couldn't vent, and the river water besieged the Xizhong Mountain of the Western Ghost Emperor.