I was full of hope that this group of people would be beaten to death, and they would die. Anyway, everyone is not a good thing, one dies less. But Lord Dragon King glared at that eye and roared: "What's the noise? When did the Gu'eri tribe deceive you? All the damn shut up!"

When Lord Dragon King got angry, his voice suddenly shook the world, and there was a roar of dragons. The ghost merchants and exorcists were all shocked and their faces were pale, they looked at each other and closed their mouths in unison.

Only Cheng Cheng, Prince Chik, and a few powerful characters stared at Lord Dragon King indifferently, wanting him to give an explanation.

The Dragon King snorted and said, "If we talk about the understanding of ghosts and ghosts, our ancient Aurori clan is indeed not as good as you exorcists. But if we know dragons, who can compare with our dragon-raising people? This five-clawed golden dragon does not have dragon energy, but have you ever thought that if the dragon energy is still there, such a small wooden cage can trap a real dragon?"

Everyone nodded secretly because they said this. Although the wood on the cage was quite thick, it was impossible for even the exorcist to trap this thing, let alone a fierce five-clawed golden dragon.

So someone asked now, what was going on with this five-clawed golden dragon?

Lord Dragon King said that this five-clawed golden dragon is a real dragon after all. The dragon-raising people of the Gu Aoli clan have not cultivated a dragon of this level for thousands of years. In order to catch it, there were more than a dozen dead dragon-raising experts alone. There were countless injured.

To put it bluntly, this five-clawed golden dragon could not be controlled by them. In desperation, he had to deprive the five-clawed golden dragon of the dragon's dragon's dragon's dragon's dragon's dragon's energy and locked it in this wooden cage.

The dragon energy of the five-clawed golden dragon is a good thing, and it is not safe to put it on any dragon raising person. So Lord Dragon King used a long banner as a container and handed it over to the old man with the highest prestige in the ancient Auri clan for safekeeping.

Although this old man is not very capable, he has conflicts with the five-clawed golden dragon, so the dragon energy of the five-clawed golden dragon is of no use to him. This is also the most reassuring thing for everyone. It is just that he likes to capture living people and cultivate his own little dragons, so he wanders around.

Lord Dragon King explained clearly, but my heart skipped a beat. Could it be that coincidence?

Someone said: "The dragon breeder who took away the dragon energy is the strange-eyed old man who is known as "hands and eyes are all-encompassing"?"

Lord Dragon King smiled slightly and said, "That's right. Before dawn, he will come over with a human blood banner. At that time, whoever the five-clawed golden dragon belongs to, the dragon energy will naturally belong to!"

I wailed in my heart, and the old man with strange eyes was tied up by me and threw it into the stream. The human blood banner was burned by me. This pockmark is not a pockmark. Isn't this a trick? Grandma's, if I had known that the human blood banner was so important, how could I burn it?

My face was a little wrong at that time, and I thought I could never tell you about this. If they knew that I had burned the human blood banner, the angry dragon-raising man would definitely swallow me alive.

The dark spotted man standing next to me had a very terrifying eyes. When he saw something wrong with my face, he said, "He Qiyed, are you okay?"

I quickly agreed and said, "It's okay! It's okay! Brother Hei, are you thinking that the Dragon King is fooling us? But don't ask the boss to buy a useless waste dragon."

The man with black spots snorted and said, "Is it the first time I'm here at Longyin Base? Boy, I'll teach you goodness. The Dragonyin Base was created by Lord Dragon King. Here, you can say Lord Dragon King is cruel, he can say he is domineering, or even call him a bastard. But the only thing you can't say is Lord Dragon King lied to others."

I said modestly: "So that's it. What Lord Dragon King said is true?"

The man with black spots said: "Of course, otherwise do you think the boss and Brother Ma are fools? You can do whatever they want you to do later. Everyone comes to Longyin Base to make a fortune. After doing this ticket, I promise you are so popular and spicy."

The reputation that Lord Dragon King has created in decades is indeed a well-known font. After his explanation, many ghost merchants who are seeking life at the Longyin Base suddenly realized and shouted and started quickly.

At this time, the big catfish's head quickly walked to the side of the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon and said, "Everyone is an old customer of the Dragon Impression Base, I won't say much about the rules. In a word, except for the basic money of 100 million US dollars, whoever brings the most expensive and useful things is the most useful one? Who is the dragon energy in this Five-Clawed Golden Dragon and the human blood banner?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the uncles black with ancient pine-patterned swords were the first to stand up and said, "Lord Dragon King, I don't know if this thing can catch your eye."

As soon as he stretched out his hand, a young man with dark skin respectfully handed over a pitch-black sword.

This long sword looks very beautiful, with a black sheath and finely carved lines on it. Those lines look like thunder patterns after lightning strikes, but they don't seem to be formed naturally.

I realized after a little thought. This thing was a bit similar to the peach wood sword used by Xu Jianqin. It was a thunder pattern formed by hitting the wood with a powerful electric current.

I thought this kind of technical means only existed in the special case, but I didn't expect that this group of black uncles who looked like country bumpkins actually had this thing.

Brother Jiang next to him exclaimed in a low voice: "Is this a thousand people killed? These dark guys are from the Great Rift Valley of East Africa?"

The Great Rift Valley in East Africa is famous geographically and is the largest fault zone in the world. Judging from satellite photos, it is like a huge scar on the earth, and has always been called "earth scar".

But I don’t know that there are such a group of exorcists hidden in the Great Rift Valley of East Africa.

I don’t know, nor do the exorcist next to me. At that moment, Ma Congyue turned his head and said, “Boy Jiang, what is the origin of these niggers?”

If someone asked, Brother Jiang might roll his eyes and say ignorance, but Ma Congyue is a man of great reputation. Brother Jiang really dared not say anything more. He immediately said respectfully: "Boss Ma, this group of people seems to be descendants of the exorcists on Zheng He's ship. It is said that Zheng He arrived in Africa in the West that year. There were a few exorcists who failed to catch up with the fleet because they lost their time, so Zheng He took the fleet away, and the unfortunate guys stayed there."

In fact, exorcists have all their skills and will live comfortably everywhere. However, although they know how to exorcize ghosts and evil spirits, they know nothing about the ability to build ships.

Since I could not leave, I had no choice but to stay here to develop. The local masters found the best Feng Shui area in Africa, which is the Great Rift Valley in East Africa at the foot of Mount Kilimanjaro.

Because the Han people's bloodline was in trouble at that time, these exorcists stranded in Africa did not get married to the locals. At most, they taught some local natives. These natives learned the skills of the Han family and the language of the Han family, claiming to be: Ming people, which means descendants of the Ming Dynasty.

Hundreds of years have passed, and the Ming people have also developed into a small school in the local area. They discriminate against local people and never regard black people as their compatriots. It is like high-level animals who beat, scold or even chop off at will when facing lower animals. Because the Ming people are relatively small in number and have little influence, they have not attracted international attention.

However, in recent years, a very powerful exorcist has appeared among the Ming people, who looks so dark in front of him.

The young man called himself Liu Desheng, and the Thousand People Slash in his hand was made of a piece of blood wood. This blood wood is made of the blood and soul of a living person as nourishment. At the beginning, it was only the size of a palm. Every time one killed, it would absorb blood and soul to grow. The more people killed, the faster it would grow. When a thousand people were killed, the blood wood would stop growing, and instead secrete a viscous red liquid from the wood.

This red liquid is not simple. Taking it with a living person can strengthen the body and be as light as a swallow. Taking it with a serious illness can change your vitality and youth, and heal it without medicine. The most important thing is that this thing can also be made into a fog shape and nourishes ghosts. It is really a good thing for yin and yang.

It is precisely because of this that Liu Desheng has become a small figure in the world. At this level, no one cares about how many people he killed and trained them to kill thousands of people. Instead, he deliberately pleased Liu Desheng, hoping to get some blood wood essence from him.

After hearing what Brother Jiang said, Ma Congyue immediately burst into excitement and said, "Damn it! This is a good thing! We have to find a way to grab it!"

But he didn't expect that Ma Congyue was tall and had a loud voice. Liu Desheng and the group of black uncles heard this word without saying a word. Liu Desheng turned his head and glared at Ma Congyue.
Chapter completed!