Yu Mengchang's feeble voice came from the water gathering bead: "Don't worry, that dragon soul that has been lingering for more than five thousand years is afraid of death. He will not explode easily to scare you. I want to drive you out. I'm so scared.
Don’t come here anymore.”
This time he lost his capital, and old Mengmei was heartbroken beyond measure.
All the treasures in the bag, if he were to lose them again, it would be like cutting his flesh, let alone the three strands of Dream Soul Silk that would be damaged if they were genuine.
Zhang Wenfeng could clearly see what Dragon Soul was up to. He coughed and said, "Your Excellency Dragon King, we have no ill intention to humiliate you. As long as you bring out a few rare treasures, we..."
"Bah, what a wishful thinking. Even if the ancestral dragon comes, you won't be able to get a hold of my treasure. You might as well just humiliate me."
The dragon soul reacted violently, black air surged violently in the air, the air in the distance suddenly expanded, and there was a faint blue light flashing.
He has a decisive attitude of self-destruction if he disagrees with him.
The purple snail tower held in Yang Shuilan's hand was surrounded by water waves and white light rapidly. The dragon soul used black energy to block the exit barrier. The whole place was sealed. They would not be able to break out for a while. If something went wrong, she was going to pretend that a few people
Entering the tower to resist, but the self-destruction of the dragon soul is no small matter, this treasure is difficult to withstand.
Perhaps, only the Earth Protector can survive by drilling into the flying rocks.
Lu Zijin rolled his eyes and despised the dragon soul who loved money more than his life. He did not believe that the old guy who was greedy for money and afraid of death would self-destruct and could survive more than five thousand years in such a ghost place.
Damn, who are you trying to scare?
Lezi was always paying attention to Lu Zijin's actions around him, and quickly bumped into Lu Zijin with his elbow, and said through the message: "Brother Lu, let's not cause trouble and let the viewer negotiate with the dragon soul."
He was worried that Brother Lu would be so angry that Dragon Soul would explode on the spot as soon as he opened his mouth. That would be terrible.
Lu Zijin stared and was dissatisfied with the transmission: "Who is causing trouble? Little brother, you have no confidence in me."
Tu Kun interrupted: "Shut up, both of you!"
At the critical moment, there was still time to talk, and he wished he could sew the donkey's crow's mouth shut.
Zhang Wenfeng chuckled and said: "Your Excellency, Dragon King, don't threaten yourself with self-destruction. Who doesn't have a few life-saving cards for you? Like Dragon King, if you blow yourself up, you will also leave a remnant soul behind, and you can sleep for three or two thousand years.
You're so lively, am I right? Let's have a nice chat. How about Your Excellency Dragon King, please calm down and show some sincerity in solving the problem?"
Stretch out your left index finger and draw in the air seemingly casually.
In the empty darkness, a square, deep and fuzzy ghost gate appeared, with a strange aura waving, and a cold underworld energy that did not belong to the human world leaking out.
"Your Excellency Dragon King, you also know that I have a good relationship with Lord Bai. We occasionally go to the Nether Realm to visit and visit. So if Mr. Dragon King really wants to blow himself up, the worst case scenario is that I will take my companions to the Nether Realm for ten and a half days.
Come back again in the month and rummage through the ruins, maybe with luck, you might be able to find a few treasures."
Lu Zijin almost laughed and brayed. The master of the temple had a good trick hidden in his mind.
Lezi quickly covered Brother Lu's foul mouth.
He and Brother Lu talked and laughed freely, and had a friendly relationship over cups of wine. He was not worried about upsetting Lu Zijin.
"Hmph, it's great to be able to pass through the underworld. I can blow down the temporary ghost gate in one breath. At worst, I can hold two of them back, especially with the donkey as my back."
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Although Dragon Soul's tone was tough, his momentum was reduced.
Damn Bai Wuchang, for arbitrarily giving that Taoist priest the right to open a temporary ghost gate. This is depravity and dereliction of duty.
It can be heard that he has a deep resentment towards the donkey, and he must hold the donkey back even if he blows himself up.
Lu Zijin pushed forward the fun, curled his lips, forget it, those who wear shoes are afraid of those who are barefoot, and they are not as good as that slutty dragon with a nose.
Seeing the hope of life, no one is willing to take unnecessary risks.
"So there is no need for us to be at war with each other every time. Fighting is earth-shattering, and we can easily break up. Since you, Dragon King, are reluctant to take out the treasure, the dragon claw grass, dragon scale fruit, ambergris and scrap copper and iron near the dragon carcass are all
These are easily accessible items. I thought they would give us some, but they were empty.
We don’t have the face to go back, and our losses this time are a bit heavy.”
With a smile on his face, Zhang Wenfeng waved his hand to disperse the ghost gate, retreating to the next best thing, always thinking about the fallen dragon soul.
Going around and around has the same meaning, you must lose money and avoid disaster.
If you don't show full sincerity, you will definitely not be able to get rid of the five of them, and you will have to continue to cause trouble.
Of course, if the same words are said to another person, the effect will be very different, and it may be very hurtful to self-esteem. For example, if you let Lu Zi go in and say it, you are guaranteed to have the dragon soul explode immediately, or drag Lu Zi in without blinking an eye and directly blow himself up.
Dragon Soul hummed a few times, but did not agree immediately. He was quite slanderous in his heart and blamed me.
He had no objection to asking him to take some weeds and broken treasures that were of no use to him. He just had to explain a few things to save his face.
"I can give you some rare items such as dragon claw grass, dragon soul fruit, etc., but there is one thing. I hope you will not come to disturb my peace next time."
"Dragon King, you can rest assured. If you send enough items, we won't bother you for decades."
Zhang Wenfeng agreed in vain. He did not specify how long it would take, but emphasized the word "enough."
He really wanted to push the dragon soul into trouble, self-destruct most of the remaining soul, and drag the mean-mouthed son into the same cave of death. He really took it without withdrawing it, and he couldn't even save it.
There is no absolute certainty that he and a few others will not go to Zhenlong Cave again.
Knowing the danger but still coming to provoke him is too much gain than worth the loss.
"It's easy to leave, but I won't send you away!"
With a cold dragon roar and the roar of the wind, many items were thrown from the air. Even if he was extorted some rubbish, the Dragon King was very unhappy.
The seventh-level Dragon King who once roamed the world was robbed by a few ants over and over again. How can he still be a dragon when word spreads out?
If his cultivation had not been severely depleted, and he could guarantee the combat power within fifty feet of the dragon's body at most, he would never have given up so easily. It was too frustrating. He had taken the lead before, and his self-destruction was not something he just said casually.
Yang Shuilan waved her hand and threw the Purple Snail Tower, and a white light swept all the items into the tower and put them away. No matter what tricks the Dragon King played, he would look through them later when he went out.
Zhang Wenfeng smiled as usual, raised his hands in a graceful manner and said, "Goodbye, excuse me!"
I walked towards the passage first and seemed to have walked through the door without any trace of fireworks.
Tu Kun held the flying stone and landed it in the back of the hall. He said with emotion: "Lv Zijin, learn a little better and don't just kill and kill. Robbery is a technical job. This way you can get the treasure you want."
, and we can dig much more than we can on our own, and we won’t be dragged along by the dragon soul as a backing up.”
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Lezi almost laughed out loud.
Lu Zijin rolled his eyes in anger. He was called out and threatened by Dragon Soul and used as a backstop. He couldn't refute and said through the voice: "Old man, you have to thank me for caring about the overall situation and not being a reckless man who doesn't care about anything when his brain gets hot.
My name is red-faced when I sing with the audience, otherwise I would have to eat dinner today, humph, that slug will be waiting for Mr. Donkey."
He was thick-skinned, and the loss of face didn't matter to him, and he laughed and said, "I'll get an extra 10% later."
"You haven't woken up yet, you are daydreaming."
"Brother Lu, you are talking nonsense without drinking, but it won't be a problem if you eat one more bite of food."
As a few people walked out of the invisible barrier, the atmosphere suddenly became relaxed. Even Yang Shuilan joked, "I didn't make any effort, you think so." They all used Lu Zijin to boil it, and the helpless Lu Zijin screamed in anger.
Yell.
"You guys are a family, and I'm just a foreigner, and you all bully me."
"Haha, you just realized it, it's too late."
The dark sky is full of joyful atmosphere.
Ups and downs, passing through the tribulations of life and death, and a rare moment of relaxation on the path of spiritual practice.
You Mengchang in the water gathering suddenly suddenly heard: "Today is the Ghost Festival. No wonder that Yin Shen projection is so powerful. I forgot about this and made a mistake!"
Annoyed, he started the operation one day in advance, so he wouldn't have to suffer so much loss, and it would be much easier to send God off.
Zhang Wenfeng silently calculated that they would go to Longdong on the 10th day of the seventh lunar month and chant sutras for five days. It was really late at night during the Ghost Festival.
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It was bad luck for them, and they were in danger.
What a coincidence. Next time you do something, you must pay attention to the right time, place, and people. Any slight mistake may lead to big losses.
Fortunately, the harvest was good. Dragon Soul randomly gave away dozens of free spiritual herbs, which were so dark that they couldn't be counted.