Although Meng Zhao didn't know that this old guy was disgusting, he was not a fledgling young man. He turned the ring on his thumb while thinking,

"Actually, I have nothing to do now. Although the elder has a lot of wealth, it is not as good as inheriting the foundation of his ancestors.

Let’s talk about martial arts, the family’s Red Flag Order is famous all over the world. It is a fierce and domineering martial arts. The elders want to understand it. Can you show off your skills? Can you be as magical and lofty as the master’s martial arts?

The last so-called stunning beauty was boasting, and the elder thought, how beautiful is the girl beside me?"

After hearing the Qianjiao's face twitching, he could not refute it because every sentence he said was in the truth.

However, he looked at Meng Zhao very disliked, and looked at Liang Muqiu, who was expressionless below and said,

"This girl is of course a stunning figure that is not one in a thousand, but she is also pure and pure, and has excellent skills. She is still above me. Boy, don't coax me to hide it from me."

Meng Zhao smiled but said nothing. Since the old guy was self-righteous, he would feel this way.

Seeing that Meng Zhao was dissatisfied, Qian Jiao was a little disappointed, and then excitedly said,

"Forget it, I'll talk about a few things, see which one can exchange dragon blood with you.

The first thing is Qianling Creation Pill, which is the Earth Yuan Pill, which is condensed by mixing Qiantian spiritual energy and hundreds of precious herbs. It is complete with both civil, fire and martial arts. After taking it, it can help you open up wisdom, cleanse the dirty energy of your body, improve your martial arts qualifications, and turn stubborn stones into geniuses. It is very precious. What do you think?"

Meng Zhao shook his head immediately

"No, I'm sorry to boast about wisdom and understanding, and martial arts qualifications. Even my subordinates rarely need such elixirs. One hundred elixirs are not as good as a drop of dragon blood."

Qian Jiao coughed lightly, and it was no surprise. The so-called Diyuan Da Pill is a frightening person, but it is actually not very effective. It is mostly used for younger generations and future generations. Like masters like them, or people with excellent talents, the Qianling Creation Pill is no different from a useless person.

He would rather put this pill in the treasure room and fill it with dust than reward his disciples to judge others by himself. Qian Jiao did not think that Meng Zhao would use dragon blood to exchange for pills for his subordinates so generously.

"I don't have the pill, so I have a slug that breaks the formation. Although it was not used by Xiang Yu, the King of Chu in the past, it was also a master who imitated the heavenly level divine weapon. He took the North Sea Xuanjin Ice Crystal as the gun rod, and the meteors outside the sky were left as the gun head. It was engraved with seventy-two Yuan-Surfaced Array Patterns, which contained a trace of domineering spirituality. Just three years of innate martial artists' auras blended and refined, and they could completely transform into a ground-level divine weapon. The value is immeasurable. This weapon can be worth a drop of dragon blood, right?"

This is very good. Earth-level magic weapons are not common, but they are really so useful. Would he not do it himself?

"Well, it's a bit interesting. Unfortunately, Mr. Meng is in his hands. He is not very skilled in weapons, let alone a bully gun, so he can only say sorry."

Qian Jiao still didn't care. His lips moved slightly and he said eight treasures one after another, all of which were related to martial arts. Among them was a hollow stone, which was passed down from ancient times. According to him, there was a Taoist scripture that talked about how to melt this stone into an extremely precious storage space through secret techniques. Although it was only ten cubic meters in size, it was still an item in mythology.

What is even more precious is actually the Kongming Stone, and the explanation of the space path contained in the Taoist scriptures. This is the path that only gods and demons can see through.

However, Meng Zhao is not easy to fool. If this thing is really useful, it is easy to use. I am afraid that Qian Jiao will have successfully melted it a long time ago, so where is his turn?

Although Meng Zhao is proud of his great fortune, he will not underestimate the people of the world. He may not be able to solve the problem that even thousands of dragons cannot solve.

Finally, Qian Jiao's face became more and more ugly, and his patience was wiped out. He couldn't help it and said angrily,

"This is not OK, that is not OK. Meng Zhao, what do you want to hand over the dragon blood to me?"

Meng Zhao then pointed at Qian Jiao slowly.

"Isn't the answer very obvious? What I want is Elder Qianjiao!"

"What, me?"

Qian Jiao's expression became very ugly. He was not a very slow person. Looking at the ambitious eyes of the energetic young man in front of him, he thought of the other party's plan from beginning to end, and was afraid that he would take him, the ninth elder of the Demon Lord Hall, under his command!

When I think of this, no matter how generous his mind is, I am afraid that it will be difficult to treat Meng Zhao with such rudeness.

Heavy breaths flowed from Qian Jiao's mouth and nose, and whirred, and waves of whirring wind swept out, as if a fierce giant beast gradually woke up. On his body, a black evil aura began to appear involuntarily, like dark clouds on a rainy day, full of thick ignorance and ferocity.

"Young man, do you know what you are talking about?"

He, Qian Jiao, the Ninth Elder of the Demon Lord Palace, is a congenital master, who has practiced supreme magical skills and can compete with the masters who practice Qi and become Gang. He has a respectable status and strong strength. In terms of this, Meng Zhao is only a junior, and Meng Jizu is qualified to talk to him.

I never expected that this kid was so bold that it would be a great humiliation to take him into his palm.

Liang Muqiu's expression changed slightly, and he was a little surprised when he looked at Qian Jiao, and even more solemn.

According to her observation, Qian Jiao's martial arts cultivation is actually not as good as hers, and generally speaking, it is even less likely to be her opponent.

But strangely, Qian Jiao seemed to have practiced some kind of secret technique or martial arts, which would grow his body of qi and blood without limit. Beyond her, she was like a ferocious beast covered in human skin, which could not be measured by ordinary martial arts cultivation.

Therefore, she even felt a desperate threat, and this person might have some means to hurt her.

This made Liang Muqiu even more cautious. He flashed his body and leaned directly beside Meng Zhao. His bright eyes shot out sharp light, as if two divine swords from the sky were stabbed into Qian Jiao's mind.

Although the two innate ones have never taken action, one releases the energy and the other uses the power of the mind to fight back.

In the void, two invisible forces collided, creating transparent ripples, and then spread out.

The people from both sides who were waiting outside the pavilion were always concerned about the situation inside the pavilion. Seeing this, they were all at a loss and had to take action at any time.

However, compared with Cang Shuyun, Dahammer, and Taoist Picking Flowers, Qian Jiao's men, except for one pastoral song, the rest are only acquired martial artists. They kill them like slaughtering pigs and dogs, and their momentum naturally falls.

Faced with such an imminent scene, Meng Zhao was not moved at all, his face was extremely quiet, and said,

"What, I don't understand enough?

Qianjiao, in addition to the elder of the Demon Lord Palace, you also have martial arts, as well as your subordinate forces and connections. What else can you like to be attracted to me? I have so much trouble to subdue Yao Shun and come to meet you in person?
Chapter completed!