"Before you get the Ten Thousand Dragon Soul Pearl, Your Highness is worried about not getting enough points?"
In the Immortal Palace in Bahuang City, a game of chess was coming to an end. The middle-aged man with a fair face and elegant demeanor smiled softly, looked at the chess game in front of him, showed a hint of admiration, and said: " In such a situation that could change the situation, Jiuchongtian had the greatest foundation, and His Highness must be one of the people who most wanted that person to die. However, except for a few words of help at certain key points, there was no one No one is willing to come out, and no one is involved in the assassination plan. How many dragon souls do you want to get?"
The man in yellow robe remained calm. On the chessboard, he had already decided the victory and said calmly: "How much do you plan to give me?"
The middle-aged man with an elegant demeanor smiled and said: "It seems that His Highness doesn't agree with what was agreed before!"
The man in yellow robe said calmly: "The dragon soul is the remnant of the ancient ancient clan, and I, Jiuzhongtian, am originally a blood descendant of the ancient dragon clan. Even the techniques we practice are related to the dragon clan. So, do you think the ten principles you promised? Dragon soul, is it enough?"
The man with an elegant demeanor smiled bitterly and said: "But the strength of Jiuzhong Tianxia is not enough for this matter. If His Highness originally wanted to get a few more dragon souls, why not put in more strength? Haha, if His Highness is willing to do this, Even if the Avatar can be summoned, we don't have to prepare so many Nascent Souls to die, let alone take big risks to take out the forbidden killer weapon beside the devil!"
The man in yellow robe said calmly: "I am the son of the Ninth Heavenly Emperor, and I don't even bother to do the assassination!"
The middle-aged man with an elegant demeanor smiled and suddenly said: "Where are the leaders of the four tribes beside His Highness?"
The man in yellow robe remained calm: "They have their own affairs!"
The elegant man continued: "I think I can get the dragon soul. That's because I have a treasure mirror inherited from the ancient dragon clan, which can reveal the location of the dragon soul. Jiuchongtian has always called itself a blood descendant of the ancient dragon clan. Although this The statement is too old to be true or false, but since it is said so, there must be some inherited treasures from the Jiuchongtian Dynasty... "
The man in yellow robe remained calm and seemed to acquiesce.
The middle-aged man smiled bitterly and said, "So the people sent by His Highness now should have obtained the Ten Thousand Dragon Soul Pearl?"
The man in yellow robe just looked down at the chessboard, seemingly not hearing what he said.
The middle-aged man shook his head and sighed, saying: "Just like this game of chess, I thought I won, but I didn't expect..."
The more he thought about it, the more he admired it, and said: "His Highness's plan is indeed unparalleled in the world. If Bahuang City and the Immortal Alliance investigate, they will definitely find that there are many forces involved in the murder, but not Jiuzhongtian. What happened afterwards The consequences will naturally be borne by those aristocratic families, and when the time comes for Jiuzhongtian, they will probably not stand up to rectify the consequences of this matter as mentioned before!"
The man in yellow robe finally smiled and said: "The so-called promise was made by you, not me!"
The middle-aged man gave a thumbs up and said: "So, the final result is that Jiuchongtian gets the dragon soul, and His Highness is nothing but a thorn in the side, but the family is blamed for it. His Highness did nothing, but became the last one." Winner!"
After a long while, the man in yellow robe smiled faintly and said: "The dragon soul I promised you will be given to you!"
The middle-aged man smiled and said: "Because you want to use my power to open the seal, right?"
The man in yellow robe was noncommittal.
"Your Highness is wise, I lost..."
The middle-aged man clasped his fists helplessly and laughed in admiration.
But deep in that smile, there seems to be some deeper meaning.
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At this time, on the edge of the Demonic Abyss, was the Guiya Mountain battlefield.
The four mysterious old cultivators obtained the Ten Thousand Dragon Soul Pearl and used an Eight-treasure Plague Gourd to drive back the pursuing cultivators. They were hurriedly escaping into the distant sky. The Eight-treasure Plague Gourd was incomparably weird and terrifying, dividing the void with every life. After leaving an uninhabited area, no matter how anxious the cultivators were, looking at the black gourd and the people who were infected by the plague and screaming in pain, no one dared to catch up.
Just as the four mysterious old cultivators were about to escape, suddenly, a soft sigh rang out.
"Did I say that if I see you harming others with plague seeds again, I will definitely kill you?"
The voice was extremely dull, but it seemed to contain some kind of power.
Even now on the battlefield where the sound of killing was loud, the sound was so clear that it seemed to be ringing in my ears.
"who is it?"
The four mysterious old cultivators' hearts trembled for no reason and their speed slowed down.
"Let's go!"
The other three veteran cultivators were just shocked and continued to rush forward.
But the old cultivator who offered the Eight Treasures Plague Gourd suddenly felt something extremely strange. The other three people didn't realize who said this for a moment, but this old cultivator suddenly felt I remembered something incredible.
His eyes were extremely frightened, and he looked back.
The direction he was looking was exactly where the Nine Dragons Lihuo was covered.
At this time, the Nine Dragon Li Fire Cover had been there for more than half an hour, and it was silent. It seemed that there had been no movement inside for a long time. Presumably the people inside had already been refined, and they were just offering sacrifices. The people in Jiulonglihuoshao had no intention of taking it back. They had already fled away after offering it, so as not to be caught and forced to open it again.
In the eyes of the cultivators, the people inside have already died through refining.
Once the Jiulong Lihuo covers the enemy, the enemy will not die and the divine fire will not be extinguished.
But now, the divine fire has been extinguished for a long time, and the people inside must have died long ago...
"Bang!"
But just when they had this idea, they suddenly heard a loud noise, coming from the Jiulong Li Fire Barrier. The power was indescribably strong, and black cracks appeared in the surrounding void. The fire shield was rooted in the void, just like a big tree planted in the ground. But now, the entire shield was violently shaken, tearing apart a piece of void.
"Daozi..."
The old deacon of Wangqing Island, Guan Ao, and others who gathered around the cover and were covered in blood were all shocked.
Their eyes were surprised and delighted, looking at the cover that made them despair.
"not good… "
The old cultivator who offered the Eight Treasures Plague Gourd screamed and quickly activated his magic power.
"Wow..."
The black gourd crashed into the cover, and the black smoke inside filled up and billowed out.
When Guan Ao saw this scene, he let out a roar and slashed at the gourd with his sword.
But at this moment, another loud noise came from the Jiulongli Fire Cover, and then a scorching flame appeared. The cover was knocked over directly, and then a figure flashed out from the cover, light and delicate. To get ahead of Guan Ao's sword, he pressed his five fingers, and a ball of fire jumped in his palm, refining the entire gourd and the black energy inside.
Wisps of firelight flickered and danced, and the gourd turned into fly ash bit by bit, as if it had never appeared before.
"That's impossible… "
Seeing his Eight Treasures Plague Gourd being refined, the mysterious old cultivator had two frightened looks in his eyes.
I don’t know whether it means it’s impossible for my gourd to be refined, or whether it’s impossible for the person in the cover to come out...
But all in all, he felt an overwhelming sense of panic and turned around to run away.
But after escaping a few steps, he had to stop.
Because the man who had refined the Eight Treasures Plague Gourd had already come behind him and held his shoulders.
This mysterious old cultivator's heart was beating violently for a moment, and he didn't dare to move.
However, the owner of this hand did not kill him immediately. Instead, he raised his other hand and made a move forward.
Just such a simple action, but on the three old cultivators in front who had escaped dozens of miles away, a purple light appeared, flew across the void in an instant, came to that person, stopped suddenly, and appeared. It looks like a bead.
It circled around the figure, beating and flying around, as if it was very close to it.
Because this person was originally his master.
The only place in the world that has a connection with it and can directly summon it.
"Ten Thousand Dragon Soul Pearls..."
The three mysterious old cultivators were also frightened and chased the bead desperately. The purpose of their trip was originally such a bead. If they escaped with the bead, it would naturally be okay. But the bead flew away from their hands, and they There is no need to escape.
The surrounding cultivators all looked horrified at this moment, looking at the shadow in the void.
Wearing a simple green robe with no hairpins or accessories, that's because all the accessories on his body were turned into ashes in the Kowloon Lihuo Barrier. Therefore, he could only use his magic power to refine a green robe. , simply covering himself.
However, although he did not have the accessories, his whole person looked elegant and calm, as if he was blessed by some kind of power between heaven and earth, and had an invisible sense of nobility. The endless fire energy wrapped around his body. In the fire intention, nine dragon shadows appeared and disappeared, making him stand quietly in the void like a god's mansion.
At this moment, the world seemed to dim, and only his figure appeared extremely clear.
Looking at the beads flying around him, he nodded slightly, and then glanced around.
Facing that gaze, everyone subconsciously felt that they were shorter.
"How could this happen..."
"How could he survive..."
Facing his gaze, everyone's heart skipped a beat, and they almost didn't dare to look directly at his figure.
Whether it is the eight Hades in Jiuyou Palace, the black-robed elder who had just chased the white cat, the enchanting witch, these four mysterious old cultivators, etc., and even the old deacon of Wangqing Island, Guan Ao, plus White cat wait...
At this time, everyone showed an expression of disbelief.
Fang Yuan!
That was Fang Yuan who had been shrouded by the Nine Dragons Lihuo. How could he still be alive
That is a being that is capable of refining gods and killing demons. Even in the realm of transforming into gods, one has to be refined to death in that cover...
How come he came out alive
"This is really a perfect kill shot..."
Fang Yuan, who was in mid-air, slowly glanced at the cultivators, then lowered his eyes. He praised him in a low voice, and then looked at the mysterious old man who was pressing his shoulder with his right hand. Although Xiu had already guessed who he was, he still straightened his body and then pulled off the black scarf on his face, revealing a strange, green-colored face.
"Immortal Ji Lao..."
Many people around know this old weirdo.
In fact, as soon as the Eight Treasures Plague Gourd came out just now, countless people recognized him.
"I recognize you. You are the leader of the Nine Heavenly Plague Tribe. Your name is Xiao Ji. Others call you Ji Lao Immortal..."
Fang Yuan looked at him and spoke calmly, revealing his identity, and then said: "Is it really him who set up this killing trap?"
(End of chapter)