Chapter 1915 Ancient Demon Dragon
As for his beloved daughter Long Juxue, he did not mention it even though he had been humiliated by Jiang Tian, which showed his broad mind and extraordinary demeanor. He is worthy of being a peerless tycoon who is famous in the border country and can compete with Fang Jinlong!
At this time, the field changed again.
"Live!"
At this time, with the leading demon clan's god-turning power, many demon clan cultivators quickly retreated and set a distance of dozens of miles from the Jiuxuan Gate cultivator.
This is obviously a negotiation air.
The cultivators of Jiuxuan Gate also retreated one after another with the wave of the Qingjue Saint.
"Does God Niu Ben have something to say to the little girl?"
Fairy Qingjue asked with a calm expression.
"indeed."
The headed God of Niu Ben is a monster with a bloodline of a barbarian bull. It has four heads and eight arms, a towering body as a mountain, as tall as a demon god, hundreds of meters high. You must know that this is the essence, not the magic form of illusion. , it was definitely terrifying, and the lumps all over her body exuded a black iron luster.
He shook the three-fork blood demon steel fork in his hand, and the sound was like rolling thunder, shaking the laws of the void collapsed, and lightning and thunder thunder, and thunderous dragons that were thousands of meters long flashed in the air, shocking:
"What I want is just that Lin Daier, a little girl, has nothing to do with Jiuxuan Sect. As long as you are willing to withdraw your troops, I am willing to let go of the boy named Li. As long as Fairy Qingjue sets a soul contract with me."
"Saint! Don't leave me behind!"
When Lin Daier heard this, she was so scared that she shivered and burst into tears.
She is just an appraisal disciple of Jiuxuan Sect and has not yet officially joined the sect.
Jiuxuan Gate hangs high on the Shengyuan Continent, and selecting disciples from many empires is not just the Eastern Empire. A disciple with qualifications like her is not ten thousand, only eight thousand in Jiuxuan Gate, which is as vast as a sea of smoke. Once the God of Niu Ben puts forward this condition, Fairy Qingjue is likely to agree.
"Dai'er, don't be stupid. If the saint insisted, we wouldn't be able to escape. Moreover, you can see that they had already taken us hostage, but they never killed us. Obviously, they just treated you as bait to attract Ling Zun. Just rescue!"
When Li Yichen heard this, he immediately shouted.
"Li Yichen, I'm useless to treat you, I'm pregnant with your child!"
When Lin Daier heard this, she stood there in disbelief, suddenly struggled wildly, and cried loudly.
Li Yichen's meaning was clearly that he ignored his own life and death and only wanted to live alone.
She couldn't believe that Li Yichen was so graceful and arrogant in the past, but when he was about to die, he was so greedy and afraid of death.
"Don't argue with you two! It's a retreat or a war. Can you decide?"
"You are reckless in your behavior, without the vigilance and alertness that a monk should have. You wander around without practicing, but are captured by powerful enemies, causing the sect to lose twenty Yuanying and one God-turned-god, and do you know how to be ashamed! ”
Fairy Qingjue shouted lightly, her eyes showing disappointment and displeasure.
"Disciple, I know my guilt!"
"Saint, calm down!"
Lin Daier and Li Yichen stared at each other and hated each other.
But I dare not talk nonsense anymore.
Fairy Qingjue looked at the God of Niu Ben, shook the holy weapon in his hand, and whispered loudly: "Although my Jiuxuan Sect is not a top holy land, it is still one of the top ten gods. But there is a rule that is so called Tao. Friends learned that - the same family members love each other and work hand in hand. If they meet a strong enemy, they will never leave their comrades and fellow soldiers behind, and only seek to live and die together!"
"Never leave your comrades and fellow soldiers behind, just seek to live and die together!"
"Never leave your comrades and fellow soldiers behind, just seek to live and die together!"
A cultivator of Jiuxuanmen shouted loudly, rolling sound waves, shattering the sky, stirring up clouds, and having a momentum that swallowed thousands of miles of miles like a tiger.
Although they were covered in blood, their eyes were still firm and they were ready to die. They were completely willing to sacrifice their lives.
Four gods, hundreds of Nascent Souls, all of them reveal their magical appearances, flying swords, Yi wood, storm, ice, thunder... A series of strange and bizarre realms, forbidden areas, a celestial god, a towering heavenly king, a demon clan The monks surrounded them, and their vast magic power swept across the world like storm.
Li Yichen beats his chest and stamps his feet, straightens his legs, and begs with tears in his eyes, "Master, why are you so pedantic? Do you have to keep your disciples here? I want to go back to the sect! Lin Daier is just the daughter of the princes, The qualifications and identities of a disciple, you need as much as you want, and you care what she does!"
"Li Yichen, you are shameless!"
Lin Daier was so depressed that she almost spit out bleeding when she heard this.
"Fairy Qingjue, you forced me. If you insist on fighting to the death, I will be prepared!"
The four faces of the Niu Ben God were furious at the same time, with eight arms shaking, and the four mouths burst out with thunder sounds, obviously extremely angry.
As he said that, his hand shook, he sacrificed a holy weapon-level pottery, floated in front of him, and said in a deep voice: "This is the prisoner of the Demonic Fairy left by the great saint of the ancient demon clan. You should recognize it. !”
"The Demon Prisoner Can! One of the four most important treasures in the Ten Thousand Demons Palace is no less than the Heavenly Punishment of the Earth Demon Sword!"
The fairy Qingjue's eternal face, like an eternal glacier, appeared for the first time with a deep look of fear.
But immediately returned to normal, but he sneered: "This treasure has been going through a long time and endless time. Half of its magic power has been wiped out by the Great Way of Law. It is said that it has no devouring function!"
"The Saint of Nine Profound Really has extraordinary experience. Among the descendants of the Holy Land God Sect, except for Gu Xuaner who can beat you in alchemy, everyone else is beyond the reach of the world and it is hard to catch up!"
The God of Niu Ben did not hide it, but instead smiled frankly: "Indeed, this thing no longer has the function of devouring, but the mana of imprisonment is still there. The most important thing is, do you know what is imprisoned here?"
"What a fierce monster?"
Fairy Qingjue frowned and looked carefully, and saw that the pot of the Immortal Prisoner kept trembling, buzzing, sometimes expanding and sometimes shrinking, as if it was about to be burst. The engraved Taoist talisman array was sometimes bright and sometimes dim. It is the reason for the unstable magic power, and a trace of rich demonic energy ripples out.
"What's the sound? Dragon?"
Moreover, as a majestic voice that could not be described in intuitive language penetrated the pot, her spiritual sense even felt it, and bursts of trembling from the depths of her soul, the sound directly shocked her gods and her eyes were dull. There was almost the urge to crawl on the ground, and there was no way it could take care of it.
"The Saint Nine Profound is a good experience!"
The God of Niu Ben exclaimed and said, "This is a quasi-true dragon named Jue Yuan. It has reached the level of semi-saint cultivation, was polluted by demonic energy in the critical canyon, and it has caused trouble for an era, devouring eight hundred gods, nine The Thousand Yuanying True Lord, billions of creatures, ravaged the entire Holy Yuan Continent, and no one could stop him."
"Jueyuan!"
Chapter completed!