The ancestor Kunpeng was also excited when he saw the violent reaction of the gourd vine.

"If this last gourd is really successfully cultivated, its power will definitely be far greater than that of the other gourds!"

The ancestor Kunpeng looked at the posture in front of him. This was much more dynamic than the six gourds that were picked away.

As Kunpeng and others continued to deepen, the surrounding environment became darker and darker. The ancestor Kunpeng had to try his best to support his three flowers and five energys, illuminating the surrounding area within ten thousand feet.

The clouds of death aura circled above the sky, and a wide river on the earth rolled eastward. The endless black water made the ancestor Kunpeng suspected that this was the water flow condensed by death aura.

"Fellow Daoist Kunpeng, I stopped here last time!"

The God of Lingguang suddenly spoke, and she pointed to a cliff where there was half a stone tablet, which emitted a dark light, and two large divine characters were carved on the broken monument.

"Bonebury!"

Ji Meng looked at the broken stone tablet and the last two words were "burying the bones". As for other handwriting, it is impossible to verify because the stone tablet is broken.

At this time, the ancestor Kunpeng also felt a terrifying aura coming, as if the deeper he went into this abyss of death, the more dangerous he would be around him.

"It's better to stop here. I plant the gourd vine at the foot of this mountain."

The ancestor Kunpeng looked at the huge mountain that was tens of thousands of feet tall. He felt that the death energy here was already very strong, and it should be enough for the gourd vine to absorb it.

A look of worry flashed in the beautiful eyes of the God of Ling Guang. She was very afraid of the abyss and felt a little uneasy at this moment.

At this time, the ancestor Kunpeng came to the foot of the mountain. The mountain was actually the corpse of a giant beast, with dark trees on it. The tree body was like ghost claws, twisted and evil, bare and without a single leaf.

"Just put the gourd vine here!"

After taking a look, the ancestor Kunpeng immediately planted the gourd vine in his hand at the foot of the mountain.

As soon as the gourd vine fell to the ground, it instantly spread out and turned into huge vines of thousands of feet in size again. The green vines rolled up the mountain and attached to the mountain.

The seventh treasure gourd was rippling with black light, and it jumped happily in the boundless dead air. A stream of dead air was transported into the gourd through the gourd vine, making its light even more dazzling.

"The light on the black gourd is like a black sun that cannot be seen directly!"

Ji Meng was shocked. He was a great god innately, and the treasure gourd had such power before it matured. It was simply too outrageous.

"No wonder this treasure gourd has not matured for a long time. It turns out that it actually needs so much death energy to catalyze!"

The Lord Ling Guang was also very shocked, and she was also envious of Kunpeng's opportunity.

The old ancestor Kunpeng had a calm expression on his face, but he was already very happy. The more powerful the treasure gourd, the more beneficial it would be for Kunpeng when it matures in the future.

At this time, with the continuous absorption of the gourd vine, all the dead aura in the entire abyss of death were mobilized, and the black dead aura clouds in the sky were rolling wildly, and the dead aura black dragons even roared.

When the Lord Ling Guang saw this strange phenomenon in the world, she immediately set up a large array of innate fire, obviously in case of accidents.

Ji Meng also took out his Naohai King Kong Fork. Both of them looked alert, which made the hearts of the ancestor Kunpeng tighten, and he naturally felt that the danger was approaching.

"roar!"

In the cloud curtain above the nine heavens, the sound of dragon roars spread out, and the dead black dragons actually circled down and rushed towards the gourd vine.

These dead-air black dragons are condensed from the boundless aura of death. It can be said that their bodies are the essence of dead-air.

Now the gourd vines are crazily absorbing the death energy around them, which is to cut off their roots and take their lives.

These black dragons roared hideously, and they came from the nine heavens one by one, with the dragon's mighty power.

"boom!"

The innate fire formation took the lead in attacking, and the infinite divine flames rolled back into the sky, and a sea of ​​fire surging away, instantly burning several black dragons to ashes, and a huge flame lotus bloomed from the endless dead aura.

"These dead people dare to show off their power, look at my Ji Meng's power!"

Ji Meng turned into a green light, and he jumped out of the innate Lihuo Formation. The Fork of the Naohai King Kong in his hand stabbed forward, and instantly a thousand-foot-slight light cut through the sky and killed a black dragon on the spot.

"This battle is inevitable!"

The ancestor Kunpeng left, and this time everyone came to the abyss for his sake. Now the ancestor Kunpeng naturally would not let Ji Meng and the Lord Ling Guang take action, but he ignored him.

"Jinyu Dao Sword!"

The magical powers in the hands of the ancestor Kunpeng were flowing, and instantly, infinite golden light swords emerged. These golden light swords were all refined by the ancestor Kunpeng with his own feathers.

At this time, the magical power of the ancestor Kunpeng moved, infinite golden light shining on the universe, and the feathered sword in the sky tore the sky apart.

Each feather sword is thousands of feet long. Now countless feather swords fly, and immediately turn the sky into an endless sea of ​​swords.

The countless black dragons that were rushing to death were all wrapped in sword energy. After a golden light lingered, sad roars came from the sea of ​​swords.

When the golden light dissipates, all the countless deathly black dragons were slaughtered.

"this,,"

Ji Meng felt a chill in his heart. He had extraordinary methods, but he could only kill a black dragon at a time.

As soon as the ancestor Kunpeng took action, he directly slaughtered them all.

The God of Ling Guang was also shocked. Not to mention anything else, even she could not easily resist the lethality of the magical power of the ancestor Kunpeng.

At this time, countless black dragons of death were killed, and their corpses turned into pure rain of death, falling from the sky, and were absorbed by the gourd vine.

The gourd vine had absorbed it very quickly, and now with the help of this death-like rain, a shocking divine light suddenly burst out from the entire gourd vine.

The bright green light soared into the sky, illuminating the abyss where the ancestor Kunpeng and others were.

If this gourd vine had not been rooted in the endless abyss, I was afraid that this array of treasure light would have attracted countless monks to fight for it.

"This treasure gourd is about to mature!"

The ancestor Kunpeng was excited and he observed more carefully.

Countless "spiritual touches" stretched out from the gourd vine, and they kept wandering in the void. The infinite tentacles wrapped the entire mountain of death, like silkworm cocoons, densely packed.

At the same time, in the distant black water river, the roots of the gourd had extended at some point. The endless black river water was absorbed by the gourd roots, and the rushing river surface was rapidly decreasing, and it was obvious that the horizontal line was constantly decreasing.

"Boom!"
Chapter completed!