"Dongfang Qingqing?" Princess Peony's face trembled a little...
Lan Zun glanced at Peony and transmitted the message again: "This Dongfang Qingqing is Dongfang Caixia's aunt. Do you think Tianjiu will provoke her? Junior sister, Yan Jingyun is obviously trying to sow discord. You can't be fooled."
Princess Peony was unmoved and still looked at Yan Jingyun angrily.
"Hehehe, although this Dongfang Qingqing is hundreds of years old, he still has charm and excellent temperament. This Tianjiu is also a person who likes to attract bees and butterflies, and he does a lot of things, big and small..."
"Huh! Okay, Peony knows." Princess Peony stood up angrily and walked to the right wall. With a graceful sway, her figure disappeared on the mountain peak.
"Elder brother, congratulations. Your plan has succeeded. It seems that Princess Peony is completely disappointed with this little girl. What are your next plans?" Lan Zun looked at Princess Peony's disappearing back, narrowed his eyes and smiled.
"Plan? What does Lan Zun mean?"
"Oh, aren't you going to kill this plague god Tianjiu directly?"
"No rush, no rush! Yan still wants to play with him again. He has just passed the weakest water evil dragon in the Nine Dragons Heavenly Killing Formation, and the four evil dragons of wind, thunder, ice and darkness have not yet taken action. I would like to know what he will do.
Which evil dragon will he fall into? Lan Zun, how about we make a bet?"
"A bet? How about a bet?" Lan Zun asked with great interest.
"Junior brother, you have also gone through this Nine Dragons Heavenly Killing Formation. You should still remember the surnames of the four mutated evil female dragons, right?"
"Of course I remember, Lan Zun knows that Feng Nielong is a surname, and he likes to play with male cultivators and then devour him alive; Lei Nielong is violent and infatuated, and once he likes someone, he will overthrow the formation and vow to keep him by his side.
; Ice Nie Dragon is ruthless and will kill male cultivators on sight; Dark Nie Dragon is ever-changing, maybe when you are swallowed by her, you will still be grateful to her. If Lan Zun guesses, Plague God Tianjiu will not be able to pass Feng Nie Dragon, if
Once you pass, you will definitely be able to walk out of the formation safely."
"Really? Yan Mou is optimistic that he will enter the ninth level and enter the embrace of the evil dragon. At that time, Yan Mou will be able to see his true face completely."
"Huh? Does Senior Brother doubt his origin?" Lan Zun smiled, but a trace of horror quietly passed through his eyes.
"This God of Plague has been specially detected by Yan. There is no trace of evil spirit in his body. Instead, he has a very strong aura of power."
"Mighty?!" Lan Zun stood up in surprise.
Yan Jingyun glanced briefly and said with a smile: "Junior brother seems to be more afraid of powerful people than monsters!"
"Haha, senior brother, it's a joke, it's a joke!" Lan Zun was stunned for a moment, then calmed down and sat down.
"Actually, this makes Yan wonder, can there be so many reincarnations of great powers? The chance of two great powers reincarnating at the same time in just one Jiuzhou is very slim. And this person does not seem to have any records in the fairy world, which makes it even more suspicious.
Already."
Lan Zun secretly took a deep breath and asked in a low voice: "Senior Brother, what do you mean..."
"What's even more puzzling is that he was present when several celestial phenomena occurred in Yuzhou. When the nine stars swallowed the sun, it seemed that he was also a monk at Famen Temple. To sum up, although he was not the cause of the celestial phenomena, he was
Maybe he will be a witness." Yan Jingyun said with a sneer, and after speaking, he kept staring at Lan Zun's face.
Lan Zun frowned, shook his head and said with a smile: "Elder brother always likes to get to the bottom of things when doing things. If Lan Zun, just kill him directly. It is both public and private, so why go around so many twists and turns?"
"Erase? No, no! The evildoer will eventually reveal his true form. Before he enters the immortal gate, everything is under Yan's control. If the great power is lost, Yan can also take care of himself. Junior brother, what do you think?
"
"Me? Haha, Lan Zun is stupid and only knows how to kill without considering the consequences."
"Okay, junior brother, let's not dwell on this anymore, let's discuss what the bet is." Yan Jingyun said, waving his hand to erase the picture on the wall.
"Lan Zun's net worth is not as good as that of senior brother, and the power of magic techniques is not as good as that of senior senior brother. Is there anything in Lan Zun that senior brother likes?"
"Hahaha! Who doesn't have some personal treasures? For example, Yan is in Chengtianmen. I heard that Junior Brother Lan once had a relationship with someone from Danshan Yunge. I wonder if Junior Brother bought Jiuxiao Linglong Pill?"
"Nine Heavens Linglong Pill?!" Lan Zun almost dropped the tea cup in his hand in shock.
"Yes, Yan heard that this elixir has some magical effects, especially for disobedient female cultivators..."
"Ahem! Are you planning to use it on Princess Peony?" Lan Zun asked with a sly smile.
Yan Jingyun examined Lan Zun for a long time and shook his head: "Not yet, Mudan is the Taoist companion that Yan is determined to win. If she doesn't make her position clear before returning to Chengtianmen, there is no guarantee that Yan will not make such a move. So.
Say, Junior Brother must have it in his body?"
"Hehehe! What if senior brother loses?"
"Did I lose?" Yan Jingyun was stunned for a few breaths. He smiled dryly and wiped out a black ball and a pill with colorful glow: "Elder brother, I found some good bombs and some wonderful things here.
Dan pills. Tian Zhen Lei and Wu Xia Dan. If you win, I will choose one for you. The power of this thunder is infinite. The seventh-level formation can be wiped out in ashes. It also has great deterrence ability against the cultivators of the gods. Wu Xia
Damn, there's nothing better than pleasing a female cultivator."
"Okay, if senior brother wins, Lan Zun will be responsible for getting you a Nine Heavens Exquisite Pill. If you lose, give me two of these Tianzhen Lei." Lan Zun nodded and smiled.
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Mi Yurong sat cross-legged on the 10,000 steps, closing her eyes and regulating her breath. The wooden sword was placed horizontally on her skirt. On the sword, spiritual energy circulated, and two chi dragons, one gold and one red, circled and wandered. Suddenly, the wooden sword buzzed
With a cry, it pointed directly at the top of the mountain road a hundred feet away.
"Who is this person? You are so sneaky, come out here!" Mi Yurong suddenly raised her eyebrows, jumped up, and shouted in the distance.
"Oh, little... girl... girl is quite alert. She has a strong temper, looks... pretty, forward and backward, not bad, not bad! She is almost... different from that Feng girl, golden...
Lord Jin likes it!" Golden light flashed, and Jin Nielong's figure staggered a hundred feet away. His speech and teeth were unclear, and he was holding a wine bottle in his hand. He looked at Mi Yurong with bright eyes.
"Old ****! I go out for a stroll in the middle of the night. I either kill or steal. I've been climbing the mountain for so long and I haven't encountered a ghost. It's so boring. I wish you could just come and play with me!"
"Mom? Little girl... girl, you are... young, but your tone is... you are not young. I don't want to ask who Master Jin is?"
"Aren't you just the Golden Nielong! Who could you be? Tsk! You have a few golden horns on your head, and the only thing missing is the word "Jin Nielong" written on your face." Mi Yurong said disdainfully, and there were wooden lines in her dantian.
Spiritual dust was instantly poured into the sword body.
"Shattering Sky Sword, come out~!"
Mi Yurong activated the wooden sword above her head without any hesitation. The sword was the third-level sword art with extraordinary power of the Wooden Walking Art. The three-foot-long Wooden Walking Sword teleported out, shattering the space wherever it passed.
crack.
"Hey...hey! Little...little girl, aren't you so cruel?" Jin Nielong shouted, took a sideways step, and disappeared into the black abyss on the right.
After a hundred breaths, there was a gentle sway in the black abyss on the left, and the Golden Nielong once again appeared swaying one hundred and fifty feet away, and the alcohol intensity also dissipated by three points.
"Girl, don't give me a toast or eat a fine drink. Jin thought you looked pretty good, so I gave you some advice. Follow me obediently, otherwise, Jin Ye's sword will devour blood. If you mess up,
Don’t complain about your little face because I don’t show mercy to you!”
"Swallowing Heaven Sword, come out~!"
Mi Yurong simply turned a deaf ear to Jin Nielong's words. She pointed out her little hand again, and the wooden sword suddenly disappeared.
"Swallowing the sky? That sounds scary. The golden dragon swallows the sky~!" Jin Nielong snorted disdainfully, and also pointed out the small golden sword spinning above his head.
The sound of space collapse kept coming, and even the path underfoot collapsed and was repaired repeatedly. An emerald green long sword and a golden small sword faced each other in the air. As time went by, Jin Nielong's hands
His eyes widened more and more, his alcoholism completely disappeared, and he showed a look of disbelief.
"Little girl, Jin underestimated you. You are actually sharper than that Zhan Tian..."
"Tch! I only know now that it's too late! The golden dragon swallows the sky!" Mi Yurong smiled sweetly and pointed out the golden chi dragon on the wooden sword.
In the wooden sword, the golden chi dragon that was originally circling suddenly roared out. With just one flight, it knocked away the small golden sword and broke through all the protection in front of the golden evil dragon.
"Golden dragon? Why do you have a golden dragon?" Jin Nielong's eyes were full of shock, and he wanted to escape again. Unfortunately, he discovered with great sadness that his entire body seemed to be frozen, the space was dark, and his golden light escape could no longer be used at all.
.
"Hey!" There was a sound of cracking silk, and Jin Nielong felt a chill on the top of his head. Blood spattered everywhere, and the largest horn on his right disappeared. An emerald-green long sword lay across his neck.
It is only three inches away from the skin.
"Old woman, if you dare to move, I will cut you up!" Mi Yurong shouted in a frightening voice. In her little hand, she held a bloody horn.
"I can't move. Isn't it okay if I don't move? Auntie, who are you? Even Jin Nielong, who claims to be invincible in swordsmanship, can easily defeat him?" Jin Nielong cried in mourning, and blood flowed from his head, stained red.
Half of the face.
"You don't deserve to know who I am. You are my prisoner now. If you want to survive, you must be obedient. Otherwise, I will cramp your tendons, peel off your skin, and cut your dragon roots!" Mi Yurong said, pointing her finger.
With continuous swipes, bundles of wood spiritual energy penetrated into Jin Nielong's body, instantly sealing dozens of his large acupuncture points, and even his Dantian could not be activated at all.
"Oh my! Jin is at a loss! He was so complacent that he didn't go and have fun with the treasure. This wine is really poison. What kind of person did you come here to rob? He's fine now. He's dead." Jin Nielong fell down and sat down.
On the ground, his face was ashen, looking at Mi Yurong walking over with a smile, he was so frightened that he was shaking all over. (To be continued.)