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Chapter 1702

Chapter 1702

As soon as the old man pointed out, he breathed heavily and said: "If you want to seek revenge, go to Duan Ziqian, but don't chase me to death."

"Buzz buzz buzz."

The rotating tortoise shell expanded rapidly in the dark night, turning into a smooth black cloth dozens of feet long.

The old man made a hand and cast a spell, and muttered something: "Master Chilong, it is Duan Ziqian who trapped you. Don't blame me, Old Turtle, for not being kind to the demon world."

"One day, if you can free yourself from Jiang Lin'an's magical powers, you will still be the Chilong Demon Lord who is inferior to one person and surpasses ten thousand people in our demon world."

"But today, I forgive the old turtle for being unreasonably offended."

"call."

Breathing and breathing, the old man, who is a flame turtle from the demon world, bites his index finger without hesitation.

"Wow."

The golden light in the sky filled the black cloth as smooth as a mirror, and strangely blended into the cracks in the void.

"Tick tock."

When the blood dripping from the fingertips fell on the tortoise shell that returned to its original form, the surrounding wind suddenly struck, and the terrifying formation sealed by the semi-holy law came silently.

"Done."

The old man took a long breath, wiped the sweat from his forehead with a smile, and his figure merged into the void.

Not long after, dragon roars echoed faintly in the distance, and the Chilong Driving Vehicle driven by Qiao Hongpo appeared outside the corpse mountain as expected.

The white-haired old woman clutching sixteen golden runes was unaware of the traps and ambush ahead. She maintained her flying speed without changing her expression. She just wanted to send Suning back to the Wuchen Fairyland as soon as possible.

However, the demon chi dragon that was stepped on by her feet felt a hint of danger, its drooping dragon eyes turned up sharply, and its dragon breath was long.

It involuntarily slowed down and scanned its surroundings vigilantly.

"Beast, who told you to slow down?"

Qiao Hongpo gave a sharp shout, and a large amount of immortal power surged out of her palms.

"呲呲呲."

The sixteen golden rune chains that penetrated the dragon's bones were intertwined with each other in the flesh and blood of the dragon's body, making the demon world leader who had a chance to touch the threshold of a semi-saint miserable.

"Roar."

She raised her head and roared, the dragon's tail kept swaying, and the sad dragon's roar shocked the mountains of corpses thousands of miles away.

"what happened?"

In the carriage, Suning, who was experiencing violent jolts, asked curiously, "Senior, what happened?"

The unmoved Qiao Hongpo replied coldly: "It's a little accident, it doesn't matter."

The dragon chariot was galloping, choosing the shortest path to the dust-free fairyland impartially.

It was what Qiao Hongpo meant, and it was also the sadness and helplessness of Demon Lord Chilong who was forced to surrender.

Ever since she was captured alive by Jiang Linan and turned into a fairy mount ridiculed by everyone, she has been thinking about how to break free and regain her freedom every day.

However, the Jiang family man's ability to reach the sky is really terrifying. The sixteen golden rune chains derived from the magical power have already taken root in her flesh and blood. Not to mention the insignificant eighteenth-level true immortal, the demon world's semi-saint personally sneaked in

Shuiyun Fairyland rescued her, but still failed to break the magical chain left by Jiang Linan.

As a once-high-ranking overlord of the demon world, Demon Lord Chilong has pride and integrity that she can never erase.

She was unwilling to surrender and give up the possibility of returning to the demon world.

Especially in the six thousand years that passed since Jiang Linan's death, she struggled all the time and worked hard to regain her freedom.

She was fed up with the sorrow of being manipulated by others, and she was running around with those weak ants on her back.

"The demonic energy, that faint wave remaining in the dark, comes from the Flame Turtle clan.

"If I guess correctly, this killing was aimed at Suning in the carriage."

"Who wants to kill Suning?"

"Who invited the shrunken turtle at the bottom of the Xuanyin Sea?"

Secretly guessing, Venerable Chilong's dragon eyes flashed.

She suddenly felt a little hopeful, hoping that this killing round would be successful.


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