Chapter 511 Channel

Hurry ~

Through the temple gate that was invisible to the naked eye, Li Yuan heard the familiar sound of swords, but it was much stronger than what he had heard before when he drew his sword.

In his senses, Wan Zhuliu's scabbard seemed to be hidden in a sea of ​​sword light. Once it gushed out, it seemed to be able to submerge everything.

"Dragon Sword of Demon-Subduing Demons."

Li Yuan was shocked but not confused, just looked at him intently.

He didn't think that Wan Zhuliu could split the temple gate. If he could, he would never wait until today.

But the real sword intent still made him tremble. With the cultivation level of Wan Zhuliu and the magical sword that subdued the Demon Dragon Sword, the power was probably far beyond Zhou Ying's previous hammer?

"call!"

In the darkness, Wan Zhuliu stopped in front of the Bafang Temple. With the light emitted by the ancient temple, he could clearly see the legendary temple.

But in his perception, there was nothing in front of him, and nothing existed.

"Everything is everywhere, and there is no way to pursue it."

In the darkness, Wan Zhuliu seemed to be talking to himself, and the divine tip on his waist was slowly unsheathed:

"You can't go in without fate. You said, what is fate?"

"Um?"

Apart from the door, Li Yuan could see clearly. When Wan Zhuliu talked to himself, there was a substantial silver light flowing in his eyes.

"Who is he talking to?"

Li Yuan narrowed his eyes slightly, but the belt of the mirage dragon that he grabbed in his hand trembled slightly. The little female dragon looked at Li Yuan, twisted her body, and wanted to say something.

"explain."

Li Yuan glanced at her.

"Cloud Demon!"

The little female dragon's voice was a little horrible: "Silver-haired dragon pattern, this person is a descendant of the Cloud Demon, no, two people, there is an old monster hidden in his body!"

Descendants of the Cloud Demon?

Li Yuan was shocked: "Do you think he is a descendant of the Yun Demon?"

“You can’t be wrong!”

The little female dragon is very sure.

Cloud Demon...

Looking at Wan Zhuliu outside the temple gate, Li Yuan's expression couldn't help but change.

A long time ago, he suspected that something was wrong with the royal family of the Great Lucky. It was nothing if the descendants did not look like their ancestors, but the current royal family and Pang Wenlong no longer looked like each other.

It's totally two races...

"What a two race?!"

Li Yuan felt a little nervous, but he remembered the reason why the latter mentioned when he met the Dragon Demon Taoist before, which led to the destruction of the Great Zhou Dynasty, "The Cloud Demon Strange Land".

"Taking the magpie's nest?"

"The descendants of Pang Wenlong are probably..."

Li Yuan's expression changed and his mind moved.

"Don't be afraid, he will come in or not."

Seeing that Li Yuan's face was not good, the little mother dragon hurriedly comforted: "So what about the Yunmo Clan? Bafang Temple is where even the gods cannot enter..."

When each person and the dragon were talking, a sneer suddenly heard a slight sound, and the magic sword of the Demon-Subduing Dragon was unsheathed.

Buzz!

Li Yuan subconsciously took a few steps back and looked up.

Outside the temple gate, Wan Zhuliu's sword was not loud. He seemed to just pull it away casually and slash it with the flow. It looked ordinary, but Li Yuan felt a chill on his back.

laugh!

With one sword, the endless darkness in the Secluded Realm was cut into two pieces by one sword. A thread of sword light swept across, spreading from the temple gate, and it didn't stop. I don't know how many miles or dozens of miles.

Wherever you pass, whether it is the darkness or the weird beasts hidden in it, what is visible to the naked eye, is cut open with one knife.

At first glance, it seems that the entire secluded realm is divided into two by a knife.

"Sure enough, I can't get in."

Li Yuan breathed a sigh of relief. When he slashed the sword, the Bafang Temple was like a phantom, without any waves.

But he couldn't help feeling a little sore.

This sword, in terms of power, was not as powerful as Zhou Ying's hammer, but Wan Zhuliu just used a random sword, not activate the Demon-Subduing Dragon Sword.

Wow~

The sword light dissipated, and there were no figures outside the temple gate.

"Lingbao!"

The little female dragon looked straight outside the temple gate, with greed and fear in her voice:

"The Cloud Demon Clan is probably targeting this world. No, no, it's targeting Bafang Temple..."

"The Yunmo Clan is the alien race of Tianshiyuan?"

Seeing Wan Zhui disappearing into the secluded realm, Li Yuan had many thoughts in his mind and asked the little female dragon.

Perhaps it is related to the Bafang Temple, the little mother dragon has a very scent of knowing everything, and it doesn't even need Li Yuan to ask about it, and has already explained what he knows one by one.

Tianshiyuan, a place where stars gather, just as the "six tribes are everywhere" mentioned in the booklet of Xiao Mother Dragon.

"On the list of the Three Walls Ten Thousand Races, the Cloud Demon Races ranks the last."

The little female dragon paused and said, "But the Yunmo clan has a deep foundation. The reason why it ranks the last is because the population of this clan is not strong..."

Meet.

Li Yuan's heart was slightly moved, and according to rumors in the world, the royal family was not prosperous.

"The Yunmo Clan actually set his sights on Bafang Temple."

The little mother dragon was a little worried. She didn't care about the indigenous people in this world. They were likely not even aware of what the Bafang Temple was.

But if it were the Cloud Demon Clan...

"It's troublesome."

Li Yuan rubbed his eyebrows, his face was not very good.

From the words of the little female dragon, he smelled a great danger. Thinking of the gains from listening to the sound many times, his heart couldn't help but feel a little heavy.

If the Yunmo clan really steals the royal family of the Great Luck, then they have been here for at least a thousand years, and may even be longer.

At least a thousand years of planning has been intercepted...

Just thinking about it, Li Yuan felt a huge danger.

"What are you afraid of?"

But the little mother dragon figured it out: "The Yunmo clan and the small clan of the Cuer dared to spy on the Bafang Temple. Once it spread, their extermination will only take place in a while."

"They should be afraid of!"

The little female dragon was a little excited:

"The reason why this world is blocked is because it is isolated from the inside and outside by the Bafang Temple. If the Bafang Temple is gone, or if it can be transmitted, the Yunmo clan will not be worthy of carrying shoes to me by the Mirage Dragon clan!"

The Mirage Dragon Belt trembled violently, like a little dragon, surrounding Li Yuan, obviously immersed in his fantasy.

“…”

Li Yuan had to pour cold water on it:

"If Bafang Temple is gone, you may not be the one who comes to your Mirage Dragon Clan."

He thought more than this little female dragon.

If the news from the Bafang Temple spreads, the Yunmo clan will definitely not be able to resist it, and the Mirage Dragon clan will be able to stop it?

"this……"

The little female dragon shivered immediately, obviously remembering the legendary giants who were killed and injured in the battle for the Bafang Temple.

"Thinking more is useless, let's go to the temple first."

Li Yuan sighed in his heart, and the little female dragon reminded him that although this Bafang Temple is a unique and great fortune, the trouble is obviously not small.

How can he not understand the principle that a man is guilty of having a treasure without guilt?

But before, he was thinking about the great fortune court, now...
To be continued...