Chapter 866 — The Dragon King's Remains Stir
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. " His breath ceased, and after a moment the huge dragon head silently rose into flight, wreathed in green mist and emitting a strange sound, laughing hehe, "I see you! " He flew off into the darkness, laughing, "I see you!
Where have you hidden my body? Once I catch you and eat your bodies I can grow a body again, hehehe. .
. " The interior of the hanging coffin was immensely vast. When they had fallen into the hanging coffin they had dropped for an unknowable time before reaching the bottom, and now as Shen Mu groped forward in the darkness he found that the space within was greater even than he had imagined.
The hanging coffin was only a conveyance, a vessel to guide the Heavenly Venerables to the burial place of Heavenly Venerable Ling, yet this coffin had been made by the blind old man, whose skill was unfathomable, and he had twisted space with great magical power to forge a mighty expanse within. Shen Mu walked long in the darkness and still had not reached its edge. "Fat Dragon? " Shen Mu whispered. There was no sound behind him.
Shen Mu started in alarm and hastily halted, and with a stirring of thought his vital energy became a ball of flame to light the surroundings.
The Dragon Qilin and Yaner had actually gotten lost in the darkness!
It was too black here, without light, and he had never noticed when the Dragon Qilin had strayed! Cold sweat broke out on Shen Mu's brow, and he thought, "With Yaner staying on his head, Fat Dragon will surely be safe.
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. " Just then from afar came the Heavenly Dragon King's warped and eerie laughter.
"I see you--" Shen Mu hastily snuffed the flame and urged the Shadow Demon Transformation, his body abruptly becoming a black shadow pressed flat upon the ground.
Hoo-- The Heavenly Dragon King's huge head wobbled past above him, green light burning in both eyes, and flew off elsewhere. Shen Mu breathed relief, and the shadow slowly rose upright, then shook.
The shadow without thickness suddenly swelled and regained a body.
"I see you--" The Heavenly Dragon King's strange laughter came from afar, and then suddenly came a scream, none knew who had fallen victim. Shen Mu steadied himself.
The Heavenly Dragon King's great head flew farther and farther until at last the laughter could no longer be heard. All around was silence.
Shen Mu took out his sword pill, and with a stirring of thought the sword pill abruptly broke apart, becoming countless flying swords circling him silently in the darkness, covering a hundred yards in every direction.
He groped forward gradually through the darkness, and the flying swords moved as his figure moved, the swords shuttling above and below as the formation they formed shifted without cease. And at that moment, by the pavilion a figure slowly walked out into the pavilion.
Mu Qiubai glanced about, breathed relief, and said in a low voice, "The Heavenly Dragon King has turned into a corpse and is hunting my maid.
He will not return to this pavilion for a while.
This is the safest place. .
. Who?
" He spun abruptly, staring into the darkness with a panicked face. From the darkness came faint, half-heard footsteps, and then a youth carrying a chest came into his view. Mu Qiubai breathed relief, smiled faintly, and said leisurely, "So it is that expert at Heavenly Venerable Mu's side. You hid nearby just as I did.
You too think the most perilous place is the safest.
It seems you have some wisdom. " "Your body is excellent.
I like it very much. " Xing An set down his chest, his heated gaze traveling up and down him as if admiring a work of art. The chest opened automatically with a click, while Xing An still tilted his head to study Mu Qiubai, his gaze growing ever more fervent.
Mu Qiubai grew extremely uncomfortable under his stare and sneered, "You and I crossed hands in Lingxiao Palace.
Undeniably, you are indeed strong.