Of course, the eight true dragon elders are not just ordinary people. Although they do not know how powerful the original divine power of the Qiankun realm masters is, two of the eight are masters of the Chengdao perfection level, and the remaining three are in the early stages of Chengdao.
, in the middle period, the other three people also reached the state of Miaodu Dzogchen.
With the strength of these eight people and the guardianship of the dragon statue formed by Longqu's essence, ordinary Qiankun realm masters would not be able to survive for long, so the eight people are full of confidence.
One of the elders rolled his round dragon eyes and said with disdain: "Feng, please stop being so clever. We are well aware of the power of Kowloon to scare the world. I advise you to surrender as soon as possible, otherwise your life will definitely be saved."
It’s in Longshan Ancient Territory.”
Feng Jueyu smiled without any reaction, and replied in a calm manner: "Now that things have happened, you still want to recruit me. Is Black Rock Longshan so short of people?"
The leading elder said arrogantly: "It is the clan leader's idea to surrender you. According to us, we will not let you enter Longshan alone as a human being. You still have a chance of survival. Before you die, think carefully."
"It seems there is no room for negotiation?" Feng Jueyu tilted his head and said.
The great elder looked him up and down, and after a moment he said disdainfully: "Feng, even though you speak with great energy, I know that you must be having a difficult time now. It has been two days, and your inner breath has reached a point close to emptiness.
At this point, what can you do? I tell you, if you don't surrender, you will only die."
"Have you noticed all this?" Feng Jueyu remained calm, but secretly scolded the other party for his superb eyesight, and the little tricks he used were of no use at all. Then he changed the topic and asked: "But I don't know, what?
To be considered a surrender, does Feng need to swear an oath and bow down?"
The eight true dragon elders laughed loudly when they heard this, and one of them said: "Swear and bow down? You are really ignorant. Can you gain our trust with just your words? If you don't want to die, just donate your essence and blood, and the clan leader will
With the gift of a divine dragon to sacrifice to the sky, I will use your essence and blood to plant the heart fire of the dragon soul." The elder of the Dragon Clan spoke out the method of subduing Feng Jueyu with great pride.
When the latter heard this, he cursed in his heart. Isn't this the same method as the monk's method of capturing spiritual pets? It's just a different method. Once the dragon soul heart fire is planted, the Taoist heart will be threatened by the heart fire, and the other party wants to kill him.
Self, it is just a thought, which is equivalent to a contract of betrayal. There is no possibility of turning over in this life.
It seems that the Dragon Clan is really preparing to kill themselves.
Feng Jueyu gritted his teeth angrily, but did not get angry on the spot. He also knew that even if he scolded these old dragons bloody, it would not be just to satisfy him, and it would not be of any substantial help to him.
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Thinking of this, Feng Jueyu suppressed the murderous intention in his heart and said to the elders with an unchanging smile: "Does that mean that once I hand over my blood essence, I will be a slave for the rest of my life?"
"Do you think you have any other options?" The Dragon Clan's great elder smiled proudly.
"Okay, I understand."
Feng Jueyu nodded with a smile, without any radical behavior in his words, because he knew very well that these old guys were not just fledglings. They would not be moved by his own few words and understood the original intention of the other party.
After that, Feng Jueyu knew in his heart that he had to rely on himself to do this. But when he was about to use the Divine Secret of Life and Death, he heard one of the elders of the Dragon Clan misunderstood and said: "Feng, I advise you
Don't be mean, your half-dragon but not a dragon follower has already fallen into our hands, no one will come to save you, you'd better be smarter."
"A half-dragon but not a dragon follower? Are you talking about Dragon Flame?" Feng Jueyu raised his eyebrows upon hearing this, and asked with an evil look in his eyes.
He has a bad habit of being a protective person. Sometimes he can get by when he encounters difficulties or is humiliated by others, but when those around him are humiliated, he will never let it go.
"Hmph, a mere mortal monster, worthy of the surname of Dragon, is not overestimating his own abilities." The elder of the dragon tribe curled his lips and said with extreme disdain, and his two round eyes almost rolled to the other side.
When Long Yan followed Feng Jueyu, he longed to become a real dragon. His lifelong dream was to work hard to achieve his goal. Now he has inherited the dragon blood and turned into a real dragon. Although the blood is not pure, more than half of it is melted.
He has the blood of a fire dragon, but what he hates the most is someone saying that he is a "mundane monster" or something like that. This is even more uncomfortable than killing him.
Feng Jueyu saw with his own eyes how Long Yan got to where he is today step by step and how much effort he put in. However, one word from the elder of the dragon clan was equivalent to erasing Long Yan's lifelong practice. How could he not be angry.
Squinting his eyes, he glanced at the speaking stone statue. Feng Jueyu firmly memorized the person's appearance and appearance, but he did not say any harsh words, but chose to fight silently.
Roar!
Long Yan's death made Feng Jueyu extremely upset. He tried hard to break the iron chains in his hands, and the iron chains made a sound of gold and iron.
"Hmph, these black locks were transformed by our souls. If you want to break free, you are just talking nonsense." The Great Elder of the Dragon Clan glanced at Feng Jueyu with a contemptuous tone, and immediately stopped talking.
The nine Panlong stone statues suddenly glowed brightly, and the space once again showed signs of collapse. The formation base with a radius of 500 feet was constructed, and the chaotic blades of space turned into more than a dozen auras and whip shadows, beating desperately, separated by the thick double divine armor.
, Feng Jueyu could feel a trace of burning pain appearing on the surface of his skin, and this kind of whipping could also extend to the depths of his soul, causing the sea of consciousness to turbulent and dangerous.
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On the other side, Li Yuan, who had received the letter but could not find Feng Jueyu's whereabouts, followed Yin Kuang out of the restaurant and walked out of the city along Central Street. When he arrived outside the city, before leaving the bustling crowd,
Li Yuan asked anxiously: "Where are you taking me?"
Yin Kuang gave him a nagging look and said, "Don't ask, just follow me. I won't dazzle you."
When Li Yuan heard what he said, he could only follow him even if he had no confidence in his heart. His current thought was that no matter what, he had to find a group of people first. Don't waste a long time. He just found out about Long Rui.
It would be too disgusting to go to the young master to find out the news, and then lose Long Rui.
With this idea, Li Yuan followed Yin Kuang and quickly left the Feimeng City area.
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At the same time, outside the east gate of Feimeng City, Fu Qianhou led a dozen monks to escort Long Rui. Hu Tong and Wu Ming left the city through secret channels and went outside the city to meet with nearly seventeen or eight monks. When they meet, if Feng Jueyu is present, he will definitely find that this Fu Qianhou is the young monk he met at the gate of Feimeng City. This man is handsome, simple and handsome, and he does not look like a treacherous person. But if you observe carefully, you will definitely find that those big watery eyes reveal unfathomable depth from time to time.
The seventeen or eight monks who responded outside the city were the three ugly men who met Fu Qianhou in the same restaurant as Feng Jueyu.
The bald boss Mo Yunchi, the fat-mouthed second brother Jie Jiaolong, and the wise and courageous ones have a lot of cultivation. They also contributed the most to this auction and were responsible for contacting Pan Baimao, the eldest lady of Jade Toad Palace.
The four brothers used to hang out in the Tuozhou cultivating world together, and their relationship was extremely good. However, an incident happened that year, which caused the brothers to separate and separate. Later, Fu Qianhou took some of them to start a bandit business, wandering around in the world. On the outskirts of Daze, through robbery, collecting heavenly materials and earthly treasures and selling them to spend the day, you can eat, drink and practice without worrying.
The other three ugly men still hugged each other to practice. They also had a small Tianzong, but because the strength of the three of them was only at the Miaodu stage, the Tianzong had no name. It was just the third son, Pan Baimao, who didn't know what he did. His methods made the flower-like eldest lady of Jade Toad Palace look upon him with special attention, and she relied on him quite a bit. She had become very popular recently. If not for this, he would not have been able to get the invitation to the secret auction.
The two groups met outside the city. They took a hidden path and basically met no one. When they arrived in the suburbs, after the two groups met, the third brother Pan Baimao said to Qianhou: "Fourth brother, it's okay. No one gets fat by breaking his promise."
Fu Qianhou always had a look of inferiority when he spoke, and he was very kind: "Oh, second brother, I told you, this is a good thing, everyone will make a fortune together, I don't even have 200,000 top-quality spiritual treasures and chalcedony." If I take it, can I still shake you?"
The brothers nodded after hearing this, and the bald eldest brother Mo Yuuchi smiled happily and said: "Fourth brother, I didn't expect that after so many years of not seeing you, your temper has improved. If so, when there are other good things, the eldest brother will I'm thinking of you alone." He said, patting Fu Qianhou's shoulder.
The second child, Jie Jiaolong, asked straightforwardly: "Fourth child, the third child has done such a big thing for you, why don't you show no sign at all? When will you give us our share?" ah."
The three brothers went out of the city to meet them for the purpose of getting benefits, and Fu Qianhou also said at that time that he would not treat them badly when things were done.
After hearing this, Fu Qianhou happily took out a treasure bag from his arms and threw it to Jie Jiaolong. The second brother took it with his expert hand and opened the bag. His consciousness swept away and his pupils widened: "Oh, there are three thousand high-grade spirits. Bao Jade Marrow, fourth child, you are so prosperous."
I paid Qianhou to buy a dragon and spent 200,000 top-grade spiritual treasures and chalcedony. Now I thanked my three brothers and casually took out three thousand top-grade spiritual treasures and chalcedony. Such wealth is not something ordinary people can have.
The third child looked at Fu Qianhou and asked in great surprise: "The fourth child, you're not the one who bought the dragon, right? Tell me who wants him." Pan Baimao pointed at Long Rui and asked.
Fu Qianhou blinked wittily and said: "Three brothers, this is the end of the matter. Please don't ask about some things. It's of no use anyway. I will escort him away later. If there is a chance, Let’s talk about it later.”