I asked you to go down the mountain and get married, not to shock the world!

When Mingchuan saw this, he couldn't help but feel a little more shocked.

He quickly analyzed the current situation.

"Breaking in by force is definitely not an option." Mingchuan frowned in thought, his gaze fixed on the azure light at the tip of Qingshuang's tail. "Your bloodline can resist demonic energy, can it stop the Soul-Eating Mosquito?"

Qingshuang shook her head, her eyes filled with helplessness. "My azure light can only drive away evil spirits, but it can't stop their mouthparts. Soul-Eating Mosquitoes feed on the essence and blood of evil spirits, and are not afraid of ordinary evil-breaking power at all."

Mingchuan was about to ask again when the blood dragon in his sea of ​​consciousness suddenly spoke: "Use a mixture of bone-eroding ice flames and dragon energy! The ice flames can freeze their wings, and the fusion of dragon energy and the heat beneath the ice flames can burn their essence. The combination of the two may be able to tear a hole open!"

His sudden voice startled Mingchuan.

"Why did you show up? And is your method reliable?"

Blood Dragon pondered and said, "The Demon Dragon was trapped at the bottom of the Demon Abyss for many years before, so he has some understanding of these things. And I was trapped in the Qingcheng Yufa Sect before, so I also have some understanding of their various sect's moves."

"I've been listening to the conversation between you and the Demon Dragon and have figured out some things. You're absolutely right to listen to me."

Mingchuan's eyes darkened: "If that's the case, then I believe you!"

He immediately condensed a bone-eroding ice flame and injected a wisp of dragon energy into it.

The originally light blue flame was instantly stained with gold, emitting a strange breath that was both cold and hot.

He swung his sword towards the insect wall, and a blue and gold interwoven sword energy broke through the air and landed in the swarm of soul-eating mosquitoes.

"Zizi!" Wherever the sword energy passed, the Soul-Eating Mosquitoes were frozen one after another. The golden dragon energy seeped into the ice shell and instantly burned them to ashes.

A hole about ten feet wide was torn in the insect wall, and dark red mist surged, but it was unable to fill the gap for the time being.

"Hurry! Before they react!" Mingchuan pulled Qingshuang and rushed through the gap using the Flame Step.

The swarm of Soul-Eating Mosquitoes buzzed angrily, and countless flying insects followed closely behind, but were temporarily blocked by the green light swept out by Qingshuang's tail, and could only circle wildly behind it.

The scene inside the Blood Mist Valley is even more terrifying than outside the valley.

A dark red liquid flowed on the ground, emitting a strong smell of blood. In the center of the valley stood a black stone platform, wrapped with countless chains, and at the end of the chains was a familiar figure...

He was a monk dressed in white, with waist-length hair that had turned gray. His entire body was wrapped in black demonic energy, with only a faint spiritual light remaining on his chest.

"It's him!" the Demon Dragon said urgently, "Master Lingxu! Five hundred years ago, he was the youngest late Nascent Soul cultivator in the Spirit Realm. He excelled in the art of deduction. It was he who led the team to explore the Demon Abyss. I didn't expect..."

Mingchuan walked forward quickly and found that Lingxu Zhenren's body had merged with the chains. Demonic energy continued to flow into his body along the chains, and a tiny black crystal was embedded in his forehead.

It's a miniature version of the evil core!

"Is he still alive?" Qingshuang asked softly, eyes full of sympathy.

Mingchuan stretched out his hand, and as the dragon energy just touched Lingxu Zhenren's body, he suddenly opened his eyes!

-Those were a pair of cloudy eyes, but the moment they saw the dragon energy, a hint of clarity flashed across their eyes.

"Dragon... Dragon Qi..." Lingxu Zhenren's lips trembled as he uttered a few words with difficulty, "The evil core... is about to wake up... Demon God... Skeleton..."

Before he finished speaking, the black crystal between his eyebrows suddenly lit up, and a powerful demonic energy burst out from the crystal. Lingxu Zhenren's body twitched violently, his cloudy eyes were replaced by scarlet again, and he roared madly at Mingchuan.

"Kill! Kill him! Present him to Lord Evil Core!"

"Oh no! The evil core is controlling him!" the demon dragon shouted anxiously, "Use your dragon energy to shatter the crystal between his eyebrows! But you must retain a little strength, as his spirit core has not been completely devoured yet!"

Mingchuan did not hesitate, and condensed a strand of dragon energy, and his fingertips pierced Lingxu Zhenren's eyebrows like a sharp sword.

The dragon energy collided with the black crystal, making a crisp "crack" sound. The crystal shattered instantly, and the demonic energy surged out of Lingxu Zhenren's body like a tide.

Lingxu Zhenren's body fell limply, and the spiritual light on his chest became clearer and clearer.

Qingshuang immediately stepped forward and transferred her green light into his body to help him dispel the remaining evil spirit.

This scene made Mingchuan terrified.

He stared at his palm, then looked at Qingshuang trying so hard, and couldn't help feeling moved.

I dare not think about it. If other people come here, they will probably have the same fate as this monk.

He really hit upon it by mistake...

Only he, with his dragon energy, could easily save the people trapped here...

Mingchuan couldn't help but feel distressed and sympathetic for these poor trapped people.

Suffered five hundred years of inhuman torture.

Can’t live, can’t die…

Sad, deplorable!

"Cough...cough..."

Just when Mingchuan was feeling overwhelmed with emotion, Lingxu coughed a few times and slowly opened his eyes.

This time the clarity in his eyes was completely stable. He looked at Mingchuan, and a glimmer of hope appeared in his weak eyes.

Over the years, there have been people who have come here wanting to save them.

But so far, only Mingchuan has succeeded.

And it's so easy.

This person must be a person with great luck.

Lingxu Zhenren exhaled a breath of foul air and spoke weakly, "Thank you, young friend... If it weren't for you, I would probably have become a puppet of the evil core forever."

"Senior Lingxu, do you know the details of the evil core?" Mingchuan asked hurriedly, "Is it reviving the ancient demon god?"

A trace of fear flashed in Lingxu Zhenren's eyes, and he struggled to sit up. "Yes... The evil core was born in the heart of the Demon God's skeleton. Five hundred years ago, it began to devour the power of living beings, trying to reunite the Demon God's soul. I led the team here to destroy it, but I didn't expect..."

He paused, his voice growing deeper. "Once the Demon God is resurrected, the entire cultivation world will be enveloped by demonic energy. To destroy the evil core, we must use the dragon energy of the Nine Dragons united as one to penetrate its core... But now, creatures possessing pure dragon energy have long since disappeared..."

Mingchuan's heart trembled and he almost wanted to curse.

Damn, the nine dragons have become one!

Why does this feel so targeted?!

His Nine Dragon Sword is gathering nine dragons!

I came here specifically for him!

Mingchuan couldn't help but twitch his eyebrows.

He was originally an ordinary person, but he didn't expect that fate had already written a script for him that he needed to save the world of cultivation... He felt helpless.

Mingchuan held his forehead with his hand.

Lingxu Zhenren smiled weakly, "My friend, I see that you have an extraordinary bearing. I believe... the person who possessed pure dragon energy has long since disappeared. I'm afraid it must be you!"

Mingchuan: ...

Not really.

He recalled how he first obtained the Nine Dragon Sword, and later found the three dragons...

The fallen dragon, the blood dragon, and the magic dragon all have varying degrees of contamination on their bodies. After following Mingchuan for so long, Mingchuan has given them many good things, but these contaminations have never completely disappeared from them.

Mingchuan actually had doubts for a while.

Now, considering what the cultivator in front of me said, I guess this is what he meant, 'creatures with pure dragon energy have long been extinct'.

The Nine Dragon Sword in his hand is actually used to gather the nine dragons, start the nine dragons to become one, and purify the filth in the nine dragons!