The ancestor of the Dongyang family stood within the magic circle and was surrounded by four masters from the Yunxiao Palace who had reached the ninth level of sainthood. However, he sneered repeatedly and said in a hoarse voice:
"You young people are too naive. You can't even imagine the abilities of those who are strong in the Mingxu Realm!"
"Do you really think that this magic circle alone can trap me to death?
It’s just wishful thinking!”
Lian Xunyue stared at the indifferent Dongyang family ancestor and snorted coldly, and then spoke:
"Dongyang Juexu, if you are at your peak, there is really no hope of defeating you with the strength of the four of us."
"But now the life essence in the body is almost exhausted, and most of the blood essence in the body has been lost. It is just using some crooked methods to forcefully extend one's lifespan!"
"Given your current state, with the four of us working together to activate the four-element formation, we will definitely be able to kill you here!"
Dongyang Juexu smiled coldly, and then said: "Really?
But from my point of view, you four guys are just four young kids, how dare you boast in front of me!"
"None of you can leave here alive tonight. You must die!"
Just when these four masters from Yunxiao Tiangong relied on the power of the magic circle to start a fierce battle with Dongyang Juexu, the ancestor of the Dongyang family, Han Jiulin took advantage of the opportunity and immediately moved forward quickly towards the aura of the golden dragon.
Han Jiulin knew that the situation at this time was pressing, and he must rescue the golden dragon before the ancestor of the Dongyang family and the four masters in the Yunxiao Palace had to fight to the death, otherwise the two of them would definitely die without their bodies intact.
The end!
Han Jiulin went all the way and finally came to the place where the golden dragon was imprisoned. He saw that it had turned into its original form and was tightly bound by several chains engraved with inscriptions, unable to move at all.
Just when Han Jiulin was about to rescue the golden dragon, Murong Lingyan's clear and clear voice, like the cry of an oriole, suddenly came from the side:
"Han Jiulin, I didn't expect you to be so serious about love and justice. You would take huge risks to sneak into the secret realm of my Yunxiao Palace for the sake of a dragon cub. I really admire you..."
After hearing Murong Lingyan's voice, Han Jiulin couldn't help but frown, then turned around and said:
"Murong Lingyan, what do you want?"
Murong Lingyan couldn't help but smile when she heard this, and then said:
"I don't want to do anything, and I have no intention of continuing to be your enemy. Do you want to save your little dragon beast?
Just take action."
"You won this round, but since you and I can't be allies, we can only become enemies. Next time we meet, I won't be merciful!"
As soon as Murong Lingyan finished speaking, he immediately turned into a purple smoke again and disappeared instantly.
Although Han Jiulin was a little surprised that Murong Lingyan chose to evacuate so easily, he didn't think much about it at this time. He only planned to rescue the golden dragon as soon as possible and immediately leave this place that was countless times scarier than the Dragon Pond and Tiger's Den.
The reason why Murong Lingyan chose to leave so easily was certainly not because she was moved by Han Jiulin's love and justice.
But now that she saw that almost all the people in Yunxiao Tiangong were dead and injured, she already understood that she was being used by the hateful Prince Qiongling!
If he blocks Han Jiulin's actions again, wouldn't it make the Qiongling Prince even more proud?
On the contrary, she only needs to let Han Jiulin take action. Considering the fact that Han Jiulin is a dragon warrior, after Han Jiulin leaves this place, he will definitely find Prince Qiongling to fight to the death after returning to his peak condition.
At that time, Murong Lingyan can use Han Jiulin's sharp blade to kill that hateful guy, Prince Qiongling, and greatly dispel the evil spirit of being exploited this time!
Han Jiulin stared at the chain that bound the golden dragon, with chills surging in his eyes. Then he raised his hand and summoned the Emperor's Dagger from the spirit beast space, and then slashed the dagger.
The chain was instantly chopped into pieces.
"Han Jiulin?
I thought you had escaped safely, why did you come back to save me again?"
At this time, most of the dragon blood of the divine dragon clan had been drained from the body of the golden dragon. The dragon's body was extremely weak. After being rescued and hugged by Han Jiulin, his voice was soft and weak when he spoke.
Han Jiulin said: "If I have a chance to save you, I certainly won't leave you alone!"
The golden little dragon lay in Han Jiulin's arms, his eyes flashing with tears, and he spoke again:
"The abominable Qiongling Prince took away most of the divine dragon blood from my body to improve his practice. Then he brought me here and gave me to the Yunxiao Palace. He also said that he would give me my dragon blood.
Until the blood is drained!"
"Han Jiulin, I don't have much dragon blood left in my body..."
When Han Jiulin heard this, his eyes widened in anger, and he gritted his teeth and said:
"This is unreasonable! I will definitely drain all the blood from this bastard in the future and make him pay back tenfold!"
"This is not the place to talk. Let's leave quickly, otherwise our lives will be in danger!"
After the golden dragon responded gently, Han Jiulin put it into a spiritual wood treasure box and put it into the storage ring.
The majestic spiritual energy within the spiritual tree can make the golden dragon recover its own energy and blood faster, which is very helpful for its recovery.
After Han Jiulin rescued the golden dragon, he headed towards the surface at high speed. After rushing out of the palace, he saw Prince Qiong Ling blocking his path.
"Han Jiulin, you are so bold. You actually dared to rescue your stupid dragon when a strong man from the Mingxu Realm was fighting against four masters from the Yunxiao Tiangong who had reached the ninth level of Sainthood. I'm really impressed.
What a surprise…”
"It's just a pity that with me here, tonight is the day when you, the little bastard, will be buried!"
Han Jiulin said: "Prince Qiongling, I was just about to settle a score with you, but you took the initiative to come to my door. Okay! Today we will settle the old and new grudges together!"
Prince Qiongling said: "Humph, Han Jiulin, you're afraid you haven't figured out the current situation yet, right?"
"I only need to hold you here to put you in a desperate situation!"
"When the ancestor of the Dongyang Family competes with the four masters in the Yunxiao Palace, you will be killed with no bones left in just one move!"
Han Jiulin said: "Oh?
Could it be that you don’t want the Zhenguo Dragon Seal on my body and the treasury of your Qingling Empire?”
Prince Qiongling said: "Hey...you really reminded me. It seems that there is no way to be lazy. I still have to kill you little bastard here with my own hands!"
"Don't expect that the Holy Lady of Yunxiao Palace will come to save you. Murong Lingyan has already set off to lead him to a place where he will die. Tonight, neither of you two guys can live to see the sun tomorrow morning!