"San Master, think about it, we have encountered so many rare beasts before, and Gu Lan, a dying old man, didn't even look at him, and was very disdainful. How could he care about an ordinary nine-headed dragon?"

"Then why is he here?"

"...How do I know?" Feng Chenglin hesitated for a moment and nodded confidently: "But, I can guarantee that this guy will definitely pick up a very, very big bargain!!"

While speaking, Gu Lan had already walked to the place where the nine-headed dragon was beheaded.

He lowered his head, looked at the bloodstains under his feet, and then looked at the heads of Jiutoulong, and he frowned slightly.

"The blood is fresh and has not dried yet, which means that the person is here..."

But strangely, why did he have no perception at all?

Could it be that the other party’s cultivation is higher than that of him?

Which one is so high that it is against the will of heaven??

So despairing that he can't even sense it?!

But if this is the case, why should the other party avoid him?

With such ability, he could kill him with just one slap.

Why bother to hide?

Could it be...

Gu Lan's heart trembled, and an ominous premonition arose.

"Can the other party also have...a magic weapon that can hide?"

Just like Ling Luoyu.

But as soon as this thought came to life, he denied it himself.

"No, I must be thinking too much..."

In this world, there is only one Ling Luoyu.

There is only one magical artifact like Chaos Nest Realm.

Now that I think about it, it must be his own mediocre people who disturb him.

Shaking his head and smiling bitterly, he denied all his thoughts and walked towards the Nine-Headed Dragon.

Seeing him coming, Jiutoulong made a low whimper in his throat, his whole body trembling, as if he was very scared.

As he trembled, Gu Lan's hand slowly raised, his right hand became a knife, and suddenly stabbed into Jiutoulong's belly.

"What is this guy doing?"

Feng Chenglin jumped up suddenly and looked at Gu Lan in a dumbfounded manner.

"He, he, his hand...San Shao, have you seen his hand?"

"Nonsense, I'm not blind!"

"What is he doing? Could it be that he still wants to take out the Jiutoulong's heart... and eat it?"

“…”

Ling Luoyu did not answer, but his pupils shrank.

Gu Lan's hand was fumbled in Jiutoulong's belly, and he was shaking around.

Feng Chenglin couldn't help but gritted his teeth: "Once this guy appears, there will be a demon wind. What's the matter with him?"

Ling Luoyu suddenly took a breath: "Fatty, don't you feel...is something wrong?"

"It must be wrong! I'm not blind either. That guy's hand has been scattering there, I wonder what treasures are scattering?"

Feng Chenglin stomped his feet while he was still in the spot, grabbing his hair and circling.

"No, no, what can be targeted by Gu Lan must be a peerless treasure. Such a good treasure must not fall into his hands. That is a disaster for thousands of years. Third Young Master, we can't let him succeed. We have to make a fuss and grab that treasure for it..."

Whatever he is?

Anyway, if you can be targeted by Gu Lan, it must be a rare treasure.

Such things must not fall into this guy's hands.

Even if they rob, they will snatch that thing.

But Ling Luoyu's performance was very wrong.

She didn't seem to be very interested in what Gu Lan was doing, and her eyes were staring at the Nine-Headed Dragon.
Chapter completed!