Feng Jueyu was defeated by Long Zhan because he was too lazy to do so. He slapped Long Zhan's hand away in annoyance and said: "Nonsense, they killed my people and captured my relatives. Can this be a good thing?"
Long Zhan shook his head and said, "That's not what I'm talking about. What I'm saying is that it's not a good thing if you want to find Mo Ling."
Feng Jueyu was furious: "Fart, are you asking me to swallow my anger and not even save my own family?"
Long Zhan grimaced: "Brother, let me advise you, Mo Ling's strength is extraordinary. When Long Tu dominated Hongtu, he had predicted that all the tribes in the world combined would not be as easy to deal with as the Mo Ling tribe. You
If you really find Mo Ling, be careful."
Feng Jueyu scratched his scalp in great pain. Mo Ling, Mo Ling, could it be that he was so mysterious? Even Long Zhan knew very little about it.
It seems that there is no hope for a dragon battle, so we have to rely on ourselves.
Thinking of this, Feng Jueyu stood up and said, "Take all your things with you, I'm leaving too."
Long Zhan chuckled, stood up and walked around the treasure pile twice, then suddenly stopped him and said, "Brother, that's not right, where have all the treasures here gone?"
"I don't know what kind of treasure is passed down from heaven." Feng Jueyu denied.
Long Zhan said with a cold face: "Brother, don't be kidding me. Ao Wutian didn't take anything with him when he left. I know that in addition to the Void Sky Wheel, he also has more than a dozen treasures passed down from heaven. Don't keep it for me."
Alright."
Feng Jueyu originally wanted to make a fool of himself, but he didn't expect that Long Zhanjing was like something. He even knew exactly how many treasures Ao Wutian had.
He blinked and was about to find an excuse to put it off, but Long Zhan said seriously: "Brother, what I told you is the truth. Without these treasures, it would take a long, long time for me to find something like that. You yourself
Tell me, is eldest brother the kind of scoundrel who forgets his own righteousness for the sake of profit?"
Feng Jueyu sighed, not to mention that Long Zhan was really not the kind of greedy person. If not, he wouldn't have had to give himself the Demon Ruler and the Wind and Rain Immortal Stone back then.
Feng Jueyu had no choice but to tell the truth: "Some old monsters wanted to take away the things. I promised them to help me drive away Fengyu and the others and give them some rewards."
Long Zhan was immediately furious: "Damn it, he dares to rob me of my things. He's so tired of living. Where are they?"
Feng Jueyu suddenly regretted telling Long Zhan the truth, but seeing how furious Long Zhan was, he certainly would not take the blame for Mrs. Hongxing and others. Of course, he brought Long Zhan into the Golden Sky Tower.
Arriving at the Miliu Hall, Madam Hongxing, Xiang Potian, Xiao Yuehe, Nie Renkuang, and the God of Death were chatting happily. When Feng Jueyu returned, they were about to praise him. Suddenly, the five of them were stunned when they saw Long Zhan.
Living.
"Dragon King?"
After a brief second, the five people moved closer at the same time, looking at Long Zhan with fear.
Long Zhan was so angry that he held his hands behind his back and looked down at the five people with disdain on his face.
"It turns out it's you guys, Nie Renkuang, God of Killing, you are so talented that you even dare to rob me of my things."
Feng Jueyu had never seen Nie Renkuang look so alert before. Although Nie Renkuang's soul was weak at this time, his whole body was as sharp as an unsheathed sword. He stood up awe-inspiring and Nie Renkuang said in a deep voice.
: "Are you the Dragon King?"
"I am Long Zhan, not the Dragon Emperor." Long Zhan said sternly: "I have long heard that your Great Collapse Heart Sword is unparalleled in the world. Unfortunately, I didn't have the chance to learn it. But looking at your current appearance, I'm afraid you can't beat even one of my fingers.
However, if you dare to steal my treasure, I am not afraid that I will destroy you."
When Feng Jueyu saw Long Zhan coming in, he became tense. He quickly walked behind Long Zhan and whispered: "Speak nicely. After all, they helped me and gave me some face."
"Hmph!" Long Zhan snorted coldly and said without hesitation: "I'll give you your face, but we have to see if they understand it."
Xiang Potian stood up. Although this man was very arrogant just now, he obviously lacked the confidence when he spoke: "Dragon... Dragon Emperor, don't be proud. We are weak souls and are no match for you. We can wait until we are reborn."
, let’s compete again.”
Xiao Yuehe also had the courage to shout: "That's right, Dragon Emperor, we didn't stand in your way before, so we knew what was good and what was bad."
Mrs. Hongxing is a very scheming person. When she saw the Dragon King's aggressive attitude, she knew that nothing could be done. She immediately smiled and said: "Lord Dragon King, why are you angry? If you have anything to say, you can't say it properly..."
The three people showed different attitudes, but Long Zhan didn't even look at them: "Who are you? No one, are you qualified to talk to me?"
"You..." Xiang Potian stood up angrily: "Dragon King, please listen to me clearly, I am Xiang Potian, my mentor Yuan Zun, you..."
"Oh, who do I think I am? It turns out to be Yuan Zun Xiao'er's disciple. Huh, if your master hadn't been inspired by me back then, his Heaven-fighting Technique wouldn't have been able to break through to the twelfth level. You can't even see your teacher.
I don’t even have the five powers, but you still want to yell at me, get out of here.”
After Long Zhan finished speaking, his eyes suddenly fell on Xiao Yuehe and Mrs. Hongxing. These two people had used their soul power at some point. Xiao Yuehe was holding a small white shadow sword in his hand, with a straight edge.
There was a sharp aura, and Mrs. Hongxing used her special skill of broken flowers. It seemed that the two wanted to make a sneak attack.
Unexpectedly, Long Zhan's eyes widened, and the two souls were immediately forced to withdraw their soul power.
"Three-inch Heavenly Sword, the magical skill of Broken Flower? How dare you use it to embarrass yourself even though it's an inferior skill. Do you need me to teach you how to write the word "death"?"
As Long Zhan spoke, he raised his right hand up, and a black sword with a handleless broad blade flew out into the air. The black sword was only more than a foot long, but it exuded a compelling aura, and others ignored it.
Feng Jueyu, who had a physical body and spiritual consciousness, was forced to retreat several meters away by the aura of the black sword shadow when he was standing in front of him. He couldn't even get close.
The expressions of the five masters changed at the same time, and for the first time a strong fighting spirit flashed in the eyes of the God of Death.
"The Nine Demons Cutting Sword is amazing."
The five masters, except for Nie Renkuang, all had pale faces at this time. Even Nie Renkuang looked trembling and always ready to take action.
When Feng Jueyu saw that his words were unreasonable, he quickly flew over and shouted: "Brother Long Zhan, put your sword away, I have something to say."
Long Zhan glanced at him, put away the Nine Demon Cutting Sword angrily, and said, "I'll give you your face."
Feng Jueyu was sweating profusely. He looked back at Nie Renkuang and the five others, and immediately said to Long Zhan: "Brother Long Zhan, they have helped me after all. Since we are all friends, why bother to meet each other with swords?
, Ao Wutian left countless legacies, it doesn’t matter if there are a few missing. Otherwise, you can see if this works, they each leave one piece, which is a way of showing off to their brothers to thank them, and let them hand over the rest.
How about coming out?"
Long Zhan thought for a while and finally nodded: "Okay, I will accept your words."
Long Zhan said, taking a step forward, the whole Hall of Remaining Life was shaking, Long Zhan said: "You heard what my brother said, today I will sell him a face, spare you from death, keep one treasure for each person, and give all the others to
If you hand it over and dare to say no, I will destroy you now."
The five people remained motionless. Feng Jueyu was anxious and worried, winking at Nie Renkuang as hard as he could. He knew that the remaining four people were quite convinced by Nie Renkuang.
Seeing this, Nie Renkuang sighed, turned around and said: "Guys, we can't fight him, please hand over your things."
Mrs. Hongxing gritted her silver teeth with hatred, but she had no choice but to do so. In the end, the five of them each kept one piece and handed over all the remaining treasures.
Long Zhan's expression softened a bit after getting the treasure, but he still had an angry look on his face: "Assuming you guys are wise, I know you don't obey me, it doesn't matter, I have never been afraid of being resented by anyone in my life. I found the meat house and restored my cultivation.
You can come to me, but I advise you to weigh your weight, I will not hold back the next time I meet you."
After Long Zhan finished speaking, he didn't give the five people a chance to speak, and said to Feng Jueyu: "Brother, come out with me. I have something to say to you."
Feng Jueyu was sweating profusely and could only follow Long Zhan and leave Hong Yuan Tian Daozhu.
Returning to the Void Sky Wheel, Long Zhan casually threw the treasure into the treasure pile, then grabbed it in the void, and with a swish sound, a seven-foot-long black spear appeared in his hand.
Feng Jueyu observed the black sword carefully and was immediately attracted by it.
This sword has a sharp edge. The blade is integrated from the blade to the hilt. It is as black as ink. There is a faint black flash at the tip of the sword, but it is not obvious and abrupt. It is extremely natural. The space at the edge is torn, and the area within the range of a punch is filled with water.
Taking in the violent aura, looking at the sword pool again, there is a small hole on the front and back. The hole is hollow, as if it had been inlaid with gems before.
Long Zhan handed the black long sword to Feng Jueyu and said: "Brother, I feel sorry for taking so many things. I will give this treasure to you."
"This is..." Feng Jueyu took the long black sword with both hands. He felt an extremely overbearing sword energy scratching his palms and was immediately shocked.
The sword energy leaks out even when the sword body is placed there. What kind of sword is this?
Long Zhan looked at Feng Jueyu's horrified expression and was very satisfied, and said with a smile: "This is a sword falling from the sky, a treasure that bears the gods."
"Treasure of the Gods?" Feng Jueyu was shocked.
Long Zhan said: "Don't be surprised. I said it is the treasure of the gods. It is the treasure of the gods. I will tell you the origin of this sword."
Long Zhan asked him to sit down, stepped forward and touched Feng Jueyu's palm with his fingertips, and tapped his major veins several times quickly. Feng Jueyu felt as if a gate had opened in the palm of his hand, and countless blood burst out.
It gushed out and sprayed all on the Sky Falling Sword.
After more than ten breaths, Feng Jueyu's face turned extremely pale, but the black sky-falling sword slowly regained its sword energy.
Long Zhan drank the formula, and then said to Feng Jueyu: "You must first recognize it."