"Master! You are too seriously injured, you should go to recuperate first, and leave the rescue to us!" In a ruins, Zhao Lin saw Zhao Li dragging his seriously injured body while searching for others around the ruins.
, a little bit unbearable to say.
Zhao Li shook his head and said: "No need! The disasters in Zhao Wucheng and the Zhao family were all caused by me. Even though I am inevitably responsible for death, how can I rest with peace of mind now?"
Seeing this, Zhao Lin sighed lightly and did not try to dissuade him again.
He knew that Zhao Li wanted to use this method to atone for his previous mistakes, so he said no more.
Roar!
Suddenly, a deafening roar of a dragon was heard in the distance, causing everyone who survived in the city to panic.
"It's the dragon clan, they're here again!"
"It's over. Is it really impossible for us in Zhao Wucheng to escape this disaster?"
"..."
The survivors looked up one after another and saw nine huge dragons rushing from the eastern sky. The first dragon was several thousand meters long and was none other than the Dragon King Ao Ling.
At this moment, Aoling looked covered in bruises and even had many scales cracked on his dragon body, but the power on his body was very terrifying.
Zhao Li also saw this scene, his face suddenly turned pale, his face seemed to be much older, and he said dejectedly: "Ao Ling and the others are here again. Could it be that little friend Mu Feng... was he killed?"
Zhao Lin and other senior officials also looked panicked.
When Mu Feng easily killed Ao Lie and scared Ao Ling and others into running for their lives, they subconsciously believed that if Mu Feng chased after him, he would be able to kill all the other dragons including Ao Ling.
But now, Ao Ling left and returned, making them understand that something unexpected might have happened to Mu Feng.
Ao Ling and others who left and returned may have come to retaliate against them.
For a moment, everyone was dominated by fear. At this moment, they all thought of Mu Feng again.
They know that the only thing that can help them solve this difficulty now is , and only this man.
But they also understood that Mu Feng was chasing Ao Ling, but now Ao Ling and other nine-headed dragons had gone and returned, but Mu Feng was nowhere to be seen, so the situation was probably in danger.
The nine-headed dragon was extremely fast and soon appeared in the sky above Zhaowucheng.
Everyone in the city was as silent as a cicada, with despair in their eyes.
They knew that they could not escape. These dragons were much faster and stronger than them. It would only take an instant for these dragons to kill them.
Zhao Li was almost desperate. He smiled bitterly, knowing that he would not be able to escape the fate of death.
"Huh? There's someone on top of Aoling!" Suddenly, Zhao Lin exclaimed, attracting Zhao Li's attention.
Zhao Li raised his head, and sure enough, there was a figure sitting cross-legged on Ao Ling's head. Looking carefully, Zhao Li immediately recognized that this figure was Mu Feng, wasn't it?
"It's little friend Mu Feng? What's going on?" Zhao Li's eyes widened, and his mind couldn't turn around for a moment.
"Master! Maybe Master Mu Feng has tamed the dragon clan!" Zhao Lin said cautiously.
Zhao Lin changed his name to Mu Feng very quickly and immediately called the adults.
Only then did Zhao Li suddenly realize that he agreed with Zhao Lin's guess and said with emotion: "As expected of Master Mu Feng! He can tame Ao Ling so quickly. This is a truly unrivaled master!"
Zhao Li also changed his name quickly and immediately called Mu Feng "sir".
Of course, both Zhao Li and Zhao Lin relaxed after seeing Mu Feng on Ao Ling's head, and felt a strong sense of awe for Mu Feng in their hearts.
"Go! Follow the master's instructions and calm down the floods around Zhaowucheng!"
After arriving at Zhaowucheng, Aoling looked at the Batou behind him.
Jiaolong commanded in a deep voice.
"yes!"
The eight-headed dragon did not dare to disobey Ao Ling's order. After lowering its head towards Ao Ling, it let out a dragon roar and spread out to quell the flooding in surrounding towns.
"Aoling, please help me untie this altar!"
Mu Feng pointed to the altar hanging in mid-air not far away and said calmly to Ao Ling.
"Yes, Master!"
Aoling did not dare to neglect, appeared in front of the altar, opened his mouth and spit out a white gold jade tablet.
The jade tablet floated into the air and landed on the surface of the altar. Densely dense characters were seen pouring out of the jade tablet and printed on the surface of the altar.
Immediately, the complex patterns on the surface of the altar began to gradually extinguish, and the power covering the surface of the altar gradually dissipated.
The countless thin tubes on the surface of Zhao Suer in the altar also gradually faded away, and finally dissipated directly.
"Brother Mu!"
In the altar, after Zhao Suer regained her freedom, she wanted to go towards Mu Feng, but she looked at Aoling's huge dragon head in front of her with some fear. She wanted to go forward, but she didn't dare to go.
"Su'er, come here!"
Mu Feng waved to Zhao Su'er with a smile, and the latter plucked up the courage, stepped on Ao Ling's nose, quickly ran to Mu Feng, and then threw himself into Mu Feng's arms.
Mu Feng gently rubbed Zhao Su'er's little head, put his left hand on the latter's hand, and quietly checked the injuries in the latter's body.
Mu Feng was surprised to find that the vitality in Zhao Su'er's body was much stronger than before, and it actually completely suppressed the death energy in her body.
"It seems that the dragon beads that received the energy of the sacrifice have turned out to be a blessing in disguise for Su'er, invisibly making up for the shortcomings caused by her flawed numerology!"
Mu Feng was filled with admiration, but after thinking about it, he found it reasonable. The power of the sacrifice was fed back to the Dragon Ball, which was to strengthen the Dragon Ball's power. The Dragon Ball and Zhao Su'er merge into one. The power of the Dragon Ball can naturally feed back more vitality to Zhao Su'er and help her suppress the flaws and shortcomings in her numerology.
The current Dragon Ball was enough to help Zhao Suer live a worry-free life, so Mu Feng did not take out the Holy Spring Crystal.
"That's natural. The Dragon Ball is a treasure of the dragon clan. It has all kinds of magical effects, and it has received so much sacrificial energy. The Dragon Ball now is much more powerful than before!"
There was a trace of envy in Aoling Long's eyes, and he quickly clapped his hands and said: "If the villain can swallow this dragon ball, he may be able to break through and become an eighth-level emperor beast immediately. By then, there will be warriors on the mainland who are stronger than the villain.
There are only a few! And the villain can also be more powerful to assist you, the master!"
Mu Feng gave Ao Ling a cold look and said, "Ao Ling, next time you dare to say such things, I will kill you immediately!"
Aoling's dragon body trembled and he quickly apologized: "Master! I won't dare to do it next time!"
Mu Feng looked at the shivering Ao Ling and said calmly: "Don't worry, I have a way to help you break through the eighth-level imperial beast in a short time, and even the ninth-level imperial beast or even the holy beast may not be impossible in the future!
"
Ao Ling looked a little puzzled and said: "Master! You must not be joking. The holy beast is a legendary existence. It is an existence that can be compared with the powerful saint master. I am afraid it is impossible for a villain!"
Mu Feng said calmly: "I never joke!"
Mu Feng owns the Golden Book World, and there are countless laws and charms in it. If Ao Ling follows him in the future, as long as his understanding is not too bad, he does have hope of becoming a holy beast.
Ao Ling thought Mu Feng was joking, but didn't take Mu Feng's words too seriously.
"Go down! Go to where Zhao Li is!" Mu Feng said calmly.
"yes!"
Ao Ling responded honestly and slowly landed near the ruins of Zhao Li and the senior Zhao family members in Zhao Wucheng...