The white dragon was high up, looking at all the monks present with a scornful look. It snorted coldly: "What if I was born only five hundred years ago? It only takes five hundred years to break all the demons you have in Tianchu."
The tower makes you feel like you are facing a formidable enemy. If it were given a few more years, wouldn’t you all kneel down in front of me!”
"What an arrogant person!" Lord Ji Yao Ling raised his hand slightly, and heard loud laughter coming from Bai Long: "Why, Lord Hua Ling will take action if he disagrees with you?"
"I want to teach you, this shameless kid, a lesson!"
Bailong rolled his eyes toward the sky: "I heard that Lord Tianyongmen's Spiritual Transformation was upright and always polite, so I came here specially to see him. However, when I saw him today, I was impressed. I didn't expect Lord Jiyao Ling to be the same.
An old man who has no authority and always puts on airs!"
As soon as these words came out, Ji Yao Lingjun's eyes were filled with chills. However, at their level, they naturally understood that Bai Long's words meant that they had something to discuss, so he stood up with his hands behind his back again.
"In this case, I will give the young master of the demon world a face. Tell me, what do you mean by showing up here?"
The white dragon swayed leisurely in the clouds and said calmly: "What is the purpose of Ji Yao Lingjun coming here? What is the purpose of my appearance."
The elder of Yongmen who was standing next to Ji Yao Lingjun raised his voice and said: "I don't want the demon clan to act upright, but the demon young master is here to ask for peace or mercy?"
Before he finished speaking, an ice blade shot out quickly and stopped within an inch of the elder's face.
The Ji Yao Lingjun next to him waved his sleeves, and the ice blade disappeared invisible.
Although it only lasted a moment, the aura of death that hit his face still made the elder's heart beat a beat faster. His face didn't show it: "Does this mean that you have got the idea of the young demon master?"
"It's ridiculous." The white dragon just sneered and continued to wander between the clouds.
……
Just when all the monks' eyes were attracted by the white dragon in the sky, a figure quietly emerged from the water of the giant spirit ship.
Cheng Yan took advantage of the cover of Lingfu grass and came to Nan Minzhen and his party.
Perhaps Jiyao Lingjun was arrogant and no one dared to save people easily, so these people were only tied with a spirit-binding rope. Cheng Yuan quietly tested it and determined that as long as she exerted her spiritual power vigorously, she could break these people.
Soul binding rope.
‘Nammin-senpai?’
An inaudible sound came out, causing Nan Minzhen, who was struggling to hold on, to suddenly open his eyes. He subconsciously looked at his companion who was still awake beside him, and saw that there was only numbness in his eyes.
"Who!" Nan Minzhen's voice was hoarse.
Cheng Yuan sent a message: 'Senior Nanmin, this junior has come to the rescue on the orders of True Lord Qi Yue. I hope that senior will cooperate for a while.'
"Qi Yue...brother Su!" Nan Minzhen couldn't believe it.
‘Exactly.’
"This is impossible! Hasn't he already - said, who are you? How dare you pretend to be following his orders! What do you want?" Nan Minzhen looked particularly angry. He kept looking around, but found no sign of anyone. Countless thoughts kept appearing in his mind.
His actions woke up the dazed monk beside him, who was a little frightened: "Fellow Taoist Nanmin, what's the matter with you? But that old man is here, hey, that old man is there!"
Nan Minzhen looked towards the sky behind the giant spirit ship, and indeed found the figure of Ji Yao Lingjun. He was standing in the sky at the stern of the ship. Following his gaze, the two of them saw a white dragon that appeared and disappeared from time to time in the clouds.
.
"Two seniors!"
This time, Cheng Yan directly interrupted the two of them. She said concisely and concisely: "Don't worry about those things. The most urgent thing is to ask the two seniors to tell you whether you have other spells. I will disconnect this right now."
It’s a soul-binding rope.”
After hearing this, Nan Minzhen quickly stopped: "No!"
He didn't care who Cheng Yuan was, and kept saying: "There is a very bright spiritual consciousness on this spirit binding rope. Once it is disconnected, he will notice it immediately."
"That means that as long as you don't break the spirit-binding rope, he won't notice it immediately?"
Nan Minzhen thought for a while and said: "It is possible that we have been at the bottom of the sea for a long time, and the water surface has floated and swayed countless times..."
Cheng Yuan made a decision after thinking for a while.
She raised her hand, and the Lingfu grass on her shoulders instantly swelled up, covering everyone at once.
Cheng Yuan said: "I have wronged all of you, True Lord. I will let you go when you are in a safe place."
She and Lingfucao quickly sank to the bottom of the sea with Nan Minzhen and others.
……
The white dragon in the sky moves slower and slower, and even speaks intermittently.
Ji Yao Lingjun noticed something was wrong and quickly flew to the clouds. The moment he saw the white dragon, he took action. Just as he thought, the white dragon did not dare to take the attack at all and kept dodging in the clouds.
Ji Yao Lingjun was furious, it seems that this is indeed a deception!
The monks below were talking a lot.
"I have long felt that something is wrong. How could the young master of the demon world be so stupid as to come to your door? You must know that besides Ji Yao Lingjun, we also have so many high-level monks."
"Yes, yes, the young master of the demon world still talks so much nonsense. You have listened to him talking for so long, but you still don't get the point."
The elder of Tianyongmen snorted coldly: "He is simply stalling for time."
As soon as he finished speaking, a dragon's roar came from the sky. After this dragon's roar, Ji Yao Lingjun walked from the clouds with a cold face, but saw that the clouds and mist behind him dissipated, and there was no trace of the white dragon at all, but in his hand was
Holding a snow-white bone whip.
Ji Yao Lingjun closed his eyes, suppressed his anger, threw down the whip, and the figure disappeared into the sky in a flash.
The elder of Tianyongmen caught the bone whip, and when he took it, his soul was shocked, as if he heard a dragon's roar coming from the bone whip.
He exclaimed in shock: "Dragon, dragon bone whip!"
Upon hearing this, the surrounding monks gathered around.
A keen monk reacted immediately.
"The white dragon just now was actually transformed from this dragon bone whip? No wonder I have never dared to make a move with Lingjun. Once he makes a move, his secret will be revealed."
"The young master of the demon world is really cunning, and he actually played tricks on Lord Ling like this. If I were Lord Ling, I would be so angry right now!"
"Shh, you'd better stop talking. Lord Ling might still be around..."
A dragon bone whip transformed into a white dragon, deceiving the dignified spirit king, and also toying with the monks who were watching. This was obviously not a glorious thing.
The monks were filled with indignation, but Ji Qiuyu on the giant spirit ship looked worried.
She recognized the dragon bone whip at a glance. How could Ah Yun's most skilled spiritual weapon transform into a dragon?
What on earth is Ah Yu going to do?
"Dad, my daughter wants that dragon bone whip."
"I'm afraid -" Meeting Ji Qiuyu's sincere eyes, Elder Ji sighed: "I'll try my best for my father."
Ever since Yu'er could remember, she rarely asked him for anything. Although this time it was a bit troublesome, who would want it to be her daughter?