Lu Jing, a young man, was sitting in front of the desk, still holding the piece of papyrus in his hand, looking calmly at the incarnation of Taichong Dragon Lord.

The patterned robe on the body of Taichong Longjun exuded wisps of vitality, and the vitality spread in all directions, alarming Xu Wugui and the thirteenth prince Yu Yanxu who were playing in Kongshan Lane.

Prince Yanxu poked his head out, and when he saw the Dragon Lord, his eyes showed some vigilance.

Naturally, he had heard about the grudges between Lu Jing and the Dafulong genus. Several dragon sons and dragon girls from the Dafulong genus in Wufanghai died at the hands of Lu Jing.

When Lu Jing traveled along the Hezhong Road, there was a dragon king and a dragon palace was beheaded by Lu Jing.

So when Lord Tai Chong Long, who had twin horns on his head and seemed to have clouds in his eyes, appeared in the small courtyard of Kongshan Alley, Prince Yanxu was not only worried about Mr. Lu Jing.

Lu Jing saw Prince Yan Xu at the door and smiled slightly at him.

He put down the tissue paper in his hand and suddenly tapped the table with his fingers.

boom!

The desk made a sound.

A stream of vitality suddenly spread out, melted into the void, and turned into eight tones.

The eight tones of knocking on the gods brought about a wave of vitality.

The clouds and mist originally scattered around Taichong Longjun were blown away.

Long Jun's face, which was originally obscured by the clouds and mist, gradually became clearer.

"Since Mr. Long has come to my courtyard, I naturally want to be your host."

Lu Jing turned his head and glanced at Wei Jingzhe. Wei Jingzhe left silently. Within a dozen breaths, he brought a pot of tea.

"This tea is grown by several disciples in the library. Although it is not expensive, it has a unique fragrance."

Lu Jing poured tea for Taichong Longjun.

Taichong Longjun's eyes fell on Lu Jing without moving, and after dozens of breaths passed, he suddenly said: "Humans are worthy of being orthodox in the world. Although the vast majority of mortals are weak, the speed at which mortals can reproduce is...

Better than all other creatures in the world.

Once the number increases, it is inevitable that people like Duke Jing will emerge among them."

Taichong Longjun is a Heavenly Dragon in the eighth realm and is one of the most powerful men in the world.

But when he praised Lu Jing, his tone was slow and his eyes were serious.

Because when Lu Jing knocked on the table, Taichong Longjun could clearly feel the two wonderful forces surging in Lu Jing's body.

These two forces are enough to frighten the dragons in the world.

Those are Chen Baxian's Dragon-Slaying Platform and Kunpeng Yuanxing.

There is no need to mention the Dragon-Slaying Platform.

And Kunpeng Yuanxing's magical power of swallowing dragons is also a great threat to the dragon genus.

"Lu Jing, do you know that jade mirrors and ice trays have been hung up on the West Tower in the sky to carve out a heavenly path to the mortal world outside the Heavenly Tower?"

Lu Jing looked at the tea in the cup. The color of the tea was clear and without any impurities: "Is Mr. Long here here for this matter?"

Taichong Longjun said: "Sui Yunjun, the owner of the West Tower in the sky, will come in person. Once the West Tower wants to settle your crimes, there will definitely be responses from many fairylands.

Lord Jing Guo, I wonder if you can kill an immortal as neatly as you kill a dragon?"

Lu Jing drank the tea in the cup in one gulp, and with some inquiry in his eyes, he asked Taichong Longjun: "Longjun, you just said that Tianshang Xilou wants to settle my guilt, but I don't know what I, Lu Jing, have."

What's the blame?"

Taichong Longjun said indifferently: "Calling wind and rain is the crime of Duke Jing."

"The authority of this heaven and earth is not only born for immortals. The reason why the immortals in heaven can control the power of making wind and rain is simply that the immortals in the twelve floors and five cities in the sky are stronger than the monks in the world.

It is precisely because they are stronger that they can forge the rare treasures of Tianque and use the remnants of mortal creatures as nourishment for Tianque.

As for the calamity of Hezhong Road, perhaps Taichong Longjun can see it much more clearly than I do. The West Tower in the sky can control the weather and control the wind and rain. The other eleven buildings and the five immortal cities probably also have immortals who control the power of drought.

Whether the severe drought in Hezhongdao really comes from nature, Lord Long may know better."

"I, Lu Jing, am lucky enough to be recognized by the heavens and have such a mark between my eyebrows that can attract wind and rain.

I have never used this power of heaven to kill the immortals in the sky, I just want to give the people in the river a little more life, so what is the crime?"

His eyes became more solemn: "Long Jun came to our courtyard today and said the word "guilt". Thinking about it, he also felt that I, Lu Jing, should not be able to call the wind and rain.

Maybe Long Jun felt in his heart that this mortal creature was not worthy of holding the power of heaven and earth.

Or maybe Long Jun doesn't care about the tens of millions of dead bones on the Hezhong Road..."

When Lu Jing said this, his voice paused and a smile appeared on his face.

"Taichong Longjun came to see me with the help of the eldest prince Ying Xuanguang's dragon ball. There was a coldness in his tone when he spoke just now.

You know clearly that Ying Xuanguang and even all the five directions of the sea are practicing blood sacrifice, but Tianlong, who is the eighth realm, acquiesces to this matter... I, Lu Jing, asked you today if you care about the tens of millions of dead bones on the Hezhong Road. It seems that I am too much.

Stupid."

Lu Jing spoke without politeness.

Wei Jingzhe, who was standing behind Lu Jing, lowered his head.

Prince Yanxu, who was hiding in front of the door and eavesdropping, felt more and more that Mr. Lu Jing was indeed a real celebrity!

Facing the Dragon Lord of Taichonghai, not even their brothers and even the princes dared to speak like this.

Only Lu Jing dared to stab Mr. Long in front of the table.

"Do you know why there are more and more blood sacrifices in the world?"

Taichong Longjun closed his broad sleeves. He was a Tianlong in the eighth realm. Lu Jing questioned him, but he did not lose his composure.

Or maybe he felt that Lu Jing, who reflected the Dragon Slayer Platform and the Kunpeng Yuanxing, was qualified to talk to him.

"In the past, there have been several battles between spiritual tides, and the human world has continued to fall.

The Taiwu Dynasty was destroyed due to the Lingchao War, and the former Chaoge City was in ruins. The State of Qi was established on the ruins, and is now occupied by King Qi Yuan.

Two generations of Taizu and Taizong fought against all odds, but Taizu died in the spiritual tide. Even though Taizong established a great ambush, he still could not defeat Heaven in the battle of spiritual tides.

Emperor Chongtian is known as the Holy King, and he has Jiang Baishi, many Wencheng assistants, including King Chong'an, Dazhu Kingdom Su Houcang, King Wei Xuanjun, three princes, five guardians, and countless generals charging into the battle, thinking that they can swallow up the world.

, destroy the mountain of hundreds of ghosts, destroy the demon kingdom on the sea, and then counterattack the sky with invincible power, seize 480 fairy lands, fall into the fairy tower, cut down the fairy tower, realize what he wants in his dream, and sit on three fairy thrones.

For a hundred years, I have commanded three million immortals, but what will be the final result?"

"There are only mortals in the world. Just give them a bite to eat and they can multiply and live. It only takes twenty years to have a good harvest and the number of mortals will be countless. The lives of mortals are unknown, but their remnants of flesh and blood are."

It can be called precious.

The immortals in the sky keep the mortals in captivity, taking them as medicinal materials and nutrients.

If I don’t want to change in this mortal world, am I going to be treated as a beast of immortals for the rest of my life?”

"The so-called change is the method of blood sacrifice?" Lu Jing turned his head and asked Taichong Longjun.

"The method of blood sacrifice can increase the power of mortal monks very quickly. There are many signs that the next spiritual wave does not need to wait for a thousand years, or even a hundred years. It may only take ten years, maybe the next year, the next day, the next time

The spiritual tide will explode.

If the mortal world does not rely on the power of blood sacrifice to accumulate strength as quickly as possible, how can it compete with heaven?"

"Mr. Jingguo, you are obviously at a high place, but why do you always focus on those ants crawling like maggots?"

Taichong Longjun lowered his eyes slightly: "The mortal world is full of disasters and continuous wars, but the victory is vast. Those mortals are like weeds after spring. What will happen if they die? You only need to be your boss.

Chief Fu, I just need to be your Lord Jingguo. I, the dragon, seek change, and you don’t want to interfere."

Lu Jing's eyes moved slightly and he looked at Taichong Longjun.

Taichong Longjun lowered his head and said: "The Zhulong of Luolong Island cannot see the Dragon Slaying Platform, nor can it see the Kunpeng Yuanxing.

When Zhulong fell to the mortal world, he brought back many dragon bones from the Dragon-Slaying Platform. Because those dragon bones were those of Emperor Chongtian, the Great Candle King had to give way to the Zhulong.

Now the jade mirror and the ice plate are hanging high in the sky. Zhulong sent a message asking me to take this opportunity to kill you, so that Chen Xuanba on the dragon-slaying platform cannot see the world, and the light of the Kunpeng Yuan star cannot shine in the world."

Lu Jing's expression did not change as he listened to Taichong Longjun speak.

Taichong Longjun waved his sleeves, and the dragon horns above his head suddenly emitted a ray of light.

"But within the Taichong Sea is Dafu's Taichong Sea, and I am also a subject of the Holy Lord Dafu.

You are now the Duke of King Jing, who has personally been enthroned by the Holy King. The Dragon King of the East China Sea, Aohan Pass, and the Dragon King of the South China Sea, Feng Zhuhe, went to the Taixian Hall to ask for a meeting with the Holy King, but the Holy King never saw them. This makes me know that the Holy King is not willing to give in.

you die.

In this case, I think Dafu ministers should always consider it more."

"Lu Jing, you killed Ying Xuanguang, you even killed the Xiyun Dragon King, and used that mysterious lightning to kill all the Xiyun Hailong... these can all be revealed."

Taichong Longjun's tone was calm, but the words in his mouth were enough to shock the world.

Dragons are always aloof, and their anger will be repaid.

Even Yu Qixiang, the daughter of King Chong'an, committed the massacre of the Dragon King and almost died outside Taixuan Jing.

What Lu Jing committed was worse than Yu Qixiang.
To be continued...