In particular, the expression of the leader of the Golden Scales was extremely shocked. He had set up this dragon formation. The power burst out from each golden hand could easily suppress the emperor-level powerhouse! But he could not suppress the human race in front of him. Could it be that he had made a mistake?
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"Suppress me!" The clan leader immediately urged his big hand, which doubled in strength and pushed Zhang Jun to the ground again.
The monks of the Dragon Clan all laughed "haha", and their hearts fell back into their stomachs. The leader said: "You are not strong enough, but it is a pity that today's matter must be kept secret. I can't spare your life."
"What do you want?" Zhang Jun did not forcefully get up this time, but asked coldly.
"Do I need to tell you?" A young monk from Dazhu Mountain looked at Zhang Jun and felt quite unhappy. Because he was a famous genius in Dazhu Mountain, and he didn't seem to be as powerful as the man in front of him.
"I advise you not to have any ideas about Xiao Jin. He is a real dragon." Zhang Jun sighed and said, "If his father and mother find out about this, you will all be dead."
"What? This real dragon has parents?" The clan leader almost jumped up, looking shocked.
"Of course, how was he born without parents?" Zhang Jun rolled his eyes and said, "If you don't believe me, just ask Feihong."
Before Princess Feihong explained Xiao Jin's situation seriously, she immediately said: "That's right, father, please let him go. My father-in-law and mother-in-law are both very powerful real dragons. We are no match at all!"
"Nonsense! How can there be so many real dragons in the world? If there were, they would have appeared in the human world long ago. How would we not know about it?" The patriarch looked unbelieving and scolded Feihong.
Zhang Jun laughed and said: "If you haven't seen something, does it mean it doesn't exist?"
The patriarch frowned and said, "Boy, you can't fool us."
Zhang Jun stopped talking to him and turned to Xiao Jin: "Xiao Jin, they want to release your He Yin in exchange for the elixir. Do you think they are stupid?"
"Yeah, it's so stupid." Xiao Jin's face was pressed to the ground, and his voice was buzzing, "They don't know that you, boss, are a master of refining pure-blood golden elixirs, let alone pure-blood golden elixirs.
There are dragon blood golden elixirs that are even more amazing than that."
Xiaojin was speechless and just blew out a "dragon blood golden elixir", which made the clan leader and other dragon monks' hearts beat wildly. Dragon blood golden elixir? What is it? Is it more amazing than a pure blood golden elixir?
"Blow it up! The pure blood golden elixir is extremely precious, how can you refine it?" The young monk sarcastically said, "If you can refine the pure blood golden elixir, I will be able to break through Daluo Tianjun in no time!"
"You don't need to break through Daluo Tianjun, just learn how to bark twice." Zhang Jun smiled, then shook his hand, and a pure-blood golden elixir flew out.
The clan leader took the elixir and could tell it was true at just one glance. He stared at Zhang Jun with surprise and doubt on his face and asked, "Are you really able to refine pure blood elixirs?"
"You are not blind." Zhang Jun said angrily.
The young man snatched the elixir, first put it to his nose and smelled it, then swallowed it in one gulp, and spit it out after a while. The expression on his face was very shocked. It was obvious that this was indeed a pure-blood elixir.
Dragon Pill. However, the young man soon asked with a stern expression: "You bastard, where did you steal the pure-blood Dragon Pill?"
Zhang Jun was extremely angry and laughed back: "Is it true that you are the only one in the world who can refine the Pure Blood Dragon Pill? What a joke!"
"You are really right!" Another middle-aged monk said lightly, "Because only we in Da Zhu Mountain can find the blood of the true dragon."
"Isn't this a real dragon next to me?" Zhang Jun mocked, "It seems you are blind too."
"Presumptuous!" The middle-aged man's face turned cold, "If you dare to be disrespectful again, I will kill you immediately!"
"Behead me? Just rely on you?" Zhang Jun snorted and turned to Princess Feihong, "Feihong, I will do it for you, the clan leader of the Golden Scale Tribe, do you dare to take it?"
Princess Feihong was stunned. She looked at the Jinlin clan leader, then at the fierce brothers around her, and sighed: "Please don't hurt too many innocent people, so as to save my father's life."
"That's natural." Zhang Jun nodded.
"Hahaha...Are you crazy because you are worried about gain and loss? You are obviously suppressed by the formation, but you still say such things." The young man laughed and looked at Zhang Jun like an idiot.
Zhang Jun also looked at him and said: "Line like a dog and bark twice, and I won't kill you for a while."
"Seeking death!" The young man was furious, raised his hand and let out a sword light, directly taking Zhang Jun's head.
Zhang Jun let out a long roar, raised his right hand to the sky, and the big golden hand was lifted up. Then a ray of sword light flashed, and the big hand shattered. The twelve Tianjue monks felt their bodies shake violently, and the Fulong Formation was on the spot.
It was broken! At the same time, he opened his mouth and blew, and the sword light was blown apart by him.
Xiao Jin was freed immediately. He roared and transformed into the body of a real dragon. A golden dragon several hundred meters long was seen, swimming in the air. A terrifying dragon power was released, and all the dragon monks present, including the clan leader,
Everyone inside couldn't help but prostrate themselves to the ground, trembling all over. This is a kind of innate suppression. Once these dragons with dragon blood meet a real dragon, their momentum will be much weaker, and they will involuntarily feel surrender in their hearts.
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Once he was free, Zhang Jun rushed to the young monk's side. With a flash of sword, half of the young monk's arm fell off. He kicked his arm away and said, "I asked you to bark like a dog a long time ago. Do you regret it now?"
After all, the young monk was a half-step emperor-level master, and said angrily: "You are looking for death!" After saying this, his soul communicated with God, and a huge portal full of murderous atmosphere descended. Upon seeing this portal, the patriarch exclaimed:
"Killing Gate!"
"Boom!"
The Gate of Killing carried supreme power and boundless killing intent, and it suppressed Zhang Jun in an instant. Zhang Jun was taken aback. He could see that the "Gate of Killing" was a combination of magical power and "Heavenly Punishment".
When he got up, the means he used were extremely powerful. This young man was obviously not the real emperor, but he could still communicate enough of God's will to impose "heavenly punishment" on his enemies. Moreover, he had mastered a very powerful magical power called killing.
door.
The combination of the two produced immediate effects, putting Zhang Jun under tremendous pressure.
"Cut the yin and yang!" Zhang Jun was naturally fearless. He shouted softly, and the eighteen strands of the knife rushed forward, slashing towards the killing door. This Tiangang knife technique was used by him, and it was really shocking.
With his supreme power, there was only a "click" sound, and a corner of the killing door was cut off by him, greatly reducing its power.
"Crack, click, click!"
Within a moment, the majestic Slaughter Gate was cut into a pile of fragments by his Tiangang Sword. How could he still have any power?
"No, God's will is like a knife! That's the Tiangang knife!" A middle-aged monk was startled and warned quickly. However, it was too late. The eighteen rays of the knife had already surrounded the young man and cut him in all directions.
The monks immediately came to help. Four of the six people were heavenly warriors, one was a half-step emperor like a young man, but the middle-aged man who gave the warning was actually the real emperor!
"Emperor Fubo, save me!" The young man shouted while resisting with all his strength.
The middle-aged Emperor Fubo shouted: "Bold! Get out of my way, Emperor!"
He shouted loudly, and thunderous sounds surged out, forming a rune and hitting Zhang Jun directly. As soon as the emperor said it, Zhang Jun immediately felt a strong force trying to shake him away. He was furious
With a shout, the only avenue vibrated, and the twelve righteous paths roared in unison, forcefully blocking the force back.
"Huh?" Emperor Fubo was surprised, looked at Zhang Jun and said, "Good boy, are you the only Taoist?"
At this point, Zhang Jun no longer had to hide his strength. He immediately released the aura of the only Taoist Master and said calmly: "I am the King of Daxia South Sea, Zhang Jun!"
"King of Nanhai? I have heard about your fame for a long time, and you have repeatedly made great contributions in the war against the demons." Emperor Fubo actually heard about it and nodded, "I didn't expect you to be the only Taoist master, which is amazing."
Zhang Jundao: "This true dragon is my best friend. I hope you, the Great Zhushan Mountains, will stop trying to make plans for him, otherwise we will have no choice but to fight to the death. Although you have seven Tianjue monks, I don't take him seriously." After finishing his words,
He whispered, "Gu Hammer!"
Gu Zhui walked out carrying the treasure staff. He was also an emperor-level expert. He stared at the middle-aged man in Da Zhu Mountain and said, "Old boy, do you want to have a fight?"
Emperor Fubo was shocked, how could he call out an emperor so casually? However, after thinking about it, he realized clearly that this King of Nanhai was the only Taoist, and naturally there were guardians following him. After thinking for a moment, he said: "This true dragon
, is very important to me, Da Zhushan, I hope the King of Nanhai can part ways with me."
"Cut your head off!" Xiao Jin was furious.
Zhang Jun's face turned cold and he said: "Gu Zhui, you hold back Emperor Fubo, and I will handle the rest."
Gu Chui had a very pleasant time following Zhang Jun, and immediately said: "Don't worry!"
Emperor Fubo said quickly: "We have something to discuss." He actually saw that Zhang Jun's Tiangang Sword was so powerful that even if he wanted to win, he would suffer heavy losses. Furthermore, there was no deep hatred between the two parties, and it was really unnecessary.
Beaten to death.
"What?" Zhang Jun stared at him.
Emperor Fubo said: "King Nanhai does not need to be angry, everything is easy to discuss. Why don't we sit down and talk?"
"What are we talking about?" Zhang Jun looked like I was not interested.
"Talk about cooperation." Emperor Fubo thought for a while before saying this, "Dazhushan only wants dragon blood, and is willing to pay for it."
"Oh?" Zhang Jun touched his chin, "This is something you can consider."
Xiao Jin was not happy, what was being sold was his blood. However, he did not say anything. He wanted to hear what Da Zhu Shan wanted to do, and he also wanted to know if there was another true dragon there.
"But I have a question." Zhang Jun took the opportunity to say, "Didn't you, Da Zhushan, have been refining the pure blood golden elixir before? The refining of this elixir cannot be separated from the dragon's blood. Where does your dragon's blood come from?
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"We can't tell!" the young monk said quickly, "This is the secret of our great mountains."
"Don't tell? Okay! You can go." Zhang Jun waved his hands, not wanting to continue talking.
Emperor Fubo gave a bitter smile and secretly sent a message: "This matter is indeed a secret. Please ask the King of Nanhai to keep it a secret."