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Chapter 129: Dragon Lord

"This...I have been in Southern Wilderness for who knows how long, and even the rules of order have been changed..."

As the giant dragon spoke, a cold light suddenly appeared. Ye Qing was so stung that he couldn't open his eyes. It was vaguely visible from between his fingers. The huge body gradually melted away, and instead, a figure walked out of the light.

As the light gradually dimmed, Ye Qing was finally able to see the man's face clearly.

An octogenarian old man with white beard and hair. If it weren't for the horns on his head, Ye Qing would really not be able to connect him with the huge thing lying there.

"Can you tell me more about it?"

"Although I really want to do this, you should be aware of the horror of the upper world. The saints have tried their best to resist the invasion of the upper world. I really don't want to waste time here. I just want to tell you that I am here.

If one day the human race is unable to resist the upper realm, at that time, you are allowed to take action."

"Is this what the saint meant? But you clearly stated that you came to the Southern Wilderness by mistake."

The giant dragon frowned, obviously not believing Ye Qing's words. Even though Jiuzhou Mountain and River Cauldron was in charge, with his understanding of the saint, how could he allow himself to leave Southern Wasteland so easily?

"If you don't believe it, why don't you just kill me? Anyway, for you, squeezing me to death won't take much more effort than squeezing an ant to death, right?"

Looking at Ye Qing's posture, the giant dragon hesitated.

What happened back then is still vivid in my mind. That terrifying human race killed eight ninth-grade monsters by itself and completely destroyed the Southern Wasteland. In so many years, there has not been a new ninth-grade monster.

, only he escaped back to the Southern Wilderness and luckily escaped.

The giant dragon doesn't want to and doesn't dare to gamble. If he makes the wrong decision, what awaits him and the entire Southern Wilderness will be in catastrophe.

Thinking of this, the giant dragon let out a long sigh and said: "That's all, I will trust you just once. With the saint's ritual vessels here, even if I want to kill you, I probably won't be able to do it."

Hearing this, Ye Qing finally breathed a sigh of relief, and his long gown stained with dirty mud became wet with sweat.

It can be said that Ye Qing completely saved his life and convinced the giant dragon.

"I have been here for so long and I have never asked my senior for his name."

Although his life is not in danger, Ye Qing's attitude becomes more and more respectful. In any case, there is no harm in being more respectful to the one who may be the only emperor in the lower world. Ye Qing even doubts that the giant dragon in front of him is better than himself in the previous life.

, I’m afraid it’s even better!

"My name is Longjun, and I am the only remaining demon king in the Southern Wilderness."

Speaking of this, Mr. Long couldn't hide his pride in his tone.

It's no wonder, after all, when the Southern Wilderness was at its strongest, there were only nine ninth-grade monsters. Tabin was one of them, and he was the most powerful one among them. And these nine monsters headed by Long Lord were also

They are collectively called the Nine Demons of the Southern Wilderness.

Strangely, there is no record of this period of history in the records of the Eternal Brand. This is the first time this has happened after Ye Qing obtained the Nine Provinces Mountain and River Cauldron.

Even in the upper realm, the Jiuzhou Mountains and Rivers Cauldron has recorded all history from ancient times to the present in every detail. Is it possible that there are really some secrets hidden in the lower realm?

Ye Qing narrowed his eyes, thought for a moment, and said calmly: "Senior Long Jun, to be honest, I met someone from the upper world earlier, so I hurriedly used my trump card, but I accidentally bumped into this place."

As he spoke, Ye Qing pretended to sigh deeply and continued: "Nowadays, we call people coming from the upper world ferrymen. On the way here, I happened to meet the ferrymen from the Lingshan Buddhist Sect. There were seven of them, none of them.

The exceptions are all monks in the Martial Saint Realm. If the Saint had not given me the means to save my life, my life would have ended. But I am not afraid of death, I am just afraid of living up to the Saint's entrustment."

"There are also people from the Lingshan Buddhist Sect?"

Ye Qing didn't know what happened to Long Jun, but judging from his expression after hearing about Lingshan's arrival, we could tell that Long Jun might have suffered a lot from Lingshan back then, and that's why he acted like this.

fear.

"Yes, this is the first time in my life that I have seen such a terrifying monk. He can move mountains and reclaim seas with just one punch and one kick. There is obviously no supernatural power, but his power is rare in the world. There is even one person whose skin has become close to...

Like jade, crystal clear."

"It's Prince Fudo! Damn it! That old guy is still alive!"

Hearing this, Ye Qing's eyes lit up.

"That's right, it's Prince Fudo! Senior Longjun, have you ever fought against the Lingshan Buddhist Sect?"

"You don't know these things? Didn't the saint mention it?"

"To be honest, the Saint seems to have a hard time caring about what happened back then, so he never mentions it in front of us. Every time we ask, we rarely get a response. Therefore, there are too few things that have been handed down, and I only know a little bit about them.

Just one or two."

"It's no wonder, the upper world is indeed terrifying, and it actually leaves a shadow on him..."

Lord Long sighed silently and slowly explained: "Back then, shortly after the Saint suppressed the monsters of the Southern Wilderness, hundreds of sects in the upper world united and forcibly opened a passage to the lower world. Although the strength would be weakened,

But it only takes a little cultivation to return to the peak, and more importantly, when people from the upper realm come to the lower realm, they are no longer restricted, and their strength cannot be underestimated. Even I almost lost my life once back then."

Recalling what happened back then, Mr. Long was still a little scared, but more importantly, he was lamenting the cruel memories of the past.

How long has he been trapped in the Southern Wilderness since then? It has been so long that even it itself can’t remember clearly.

"At that time, all life in the lower world was in ruins, and wherever the upper world went, there were killings everywhere. Although the saint was strong and there were few opponents in the world, he was still alone. He had no choice but to ask me for help.

It was that time that I met the Buddha-headed abbot of the Lingshan Buddhist Sect, a bald donkey who had practiced the Fudo Myoyo to the extreme!"

Long Jun snorted angrily. To this day, when he recalls the fierce battle that year, he is still not willing to give in.

After meeting the Buddha-headed abbot, Dragon Lord was naturally furious and took action. However, Fudo Mingwang Xiang's physical defense was too exaggerated. In addition, the Buddha-headed abbot had a deep foundation of sitting meditation skills. The two combined together, resulting in Dragon Lord not even being able to let him go.

The abbot with the Buddha's head breaks the defense!

Of course, if you only have unparalleled physical defense, it can only be regarded as a whetstone. What really makes the Dragon King fearful is precisely the endless methods that the Buddha-headed abbot uses after abandoning defense, which can be called a monster!

The Angry-Eye King Kong, the Flower Finger, the Buddha Stick, etc., with hundreds of complicated methods, made it easy for the Dragon Lord to find a way to counterbalance it and was easily crushed. In that battle, the Dragon Lord was not even able to

After leaving the Southern Wilderness, he was severely injured by the Buddha's head abbot and had to stay in seclusion for ten thousand years. Only then could he barely recover from the injuries and hidden dangers left behind.

Therefore, to Lord Long, Lingshan Buddhist Sect is an enemy that will never stop fighting!
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