Do Not Seek Fairy Fate

Chapter 705: Dragon Slaying Technique

"so close!"

Watching Shi Shiran, a group of members of the dragon family, stay away, Vientiane couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and the transformation that took place in his body also eased a little.

"yes!"

Jiang Yuan, who was pale and covered in sweat, nodded in agreement.

However, the dangers mentioned by the two are not the same.

From Vientiane's point of view, the danger lies in the exposure of his identity. If he does not seek his current background, even if he is lost, there should be no problem in taking him away.

But in Jiang Yuan's view.

Just now, the safety of Jiang Clan was only in the thought of Chihuo Shenlong.

Fortunately, the dragon god enshrined by the clan made the other party retreat. Otherwise, when the dragon got angry, none of the millions of Jiang clan would be spared.

"It seems that the growth of the ethnic group is not all a good thing."

Looking back at the trembling clansmen and the home that has been meticulously maintained for more than a year, Jiang Yuan couldn't help bowing his head and sighing secretly.

Although the clansmen have food and clothing, they are still in danger.

As the clan grows, they will be able to come into contact with more high-ranking dragon clans. If they are not careful, the entire clan may die.

He was at a loss as to which way of life was better compared to the current fearful life when he didn't have enough to eat and sleep well back then.

Mo Qiu retracted his gaze and looked pensive.

a moment later,

He looked sideways at Vientiane:

"How are you?"

As a Nascent Soul Daoist and also a practitioner of Taiyi Sect in the Yang Dynasty, the changes in Vientiane's body just now cannot be concealed from his perception.

That abnormality, like the sprouting of green shoots and the beginning of Qi, is undoubtedly a sign of the emergence of Dan Poying.

Advanced Nascent Soul, greatly increased cultivation.

But this time is also the most dangerous time.

"It's okay." Wanxiang said calmly:

"Don't worry, Patriarch, I'm prepared."

"En." Mo Qiu nodded slowly:

"If you need anything, just ask."

"Yes." Wanxiang bowed his head, thought for a while, and said:

"That child..."

"At first, I thought I was a lucky star, but I didn't expect to be a disaster star." Jiang Yuan sighed, with a hint of dissatisfaction in his voice:

"Even if the child is taken away halfway, it has nothing to do with us. It's because they didn't take good care of themselves, and they even asked us for a crime."

"It's too... overbearing!"

"Yes." Feng Lan, who had never said a word, nodded in agreement:

"Now it seems that the benefits they promised to give at the beginning are probably gone."

"It's definitely gone." Mo Qiu shook his head:

"It's good to save your life, don't think about the benefits, this matter is over, don't take it to heart, go back."

After waving his hand, he walked towards the hall with his hands behind his back.

Dragon Burial Day...

After all, it is still too dangerous. Even if you are an advanced Nascent Soul with a lot of background, you can still be threatened by people at your door all the time.

I have to say, a little helpless.

Sitting upright in the main seat of the hall, Mo Qiu lowered his head and said:

"Ginger flow!"

"exist."

"According to what you said, the clansmen should disperse, so that even if something happens in the future, some clansmen can preserve their bloodlines."

"What the patriarch said is true." Wanxiang cupped his hands.

"This matter." Mo Qiu tilted his head:

"Jiang Yuan, leave it to you. Feng Lan is in charge of managing the affairs of the clan during this time."

"Yes." The two should be, and then they looked puzzled:

"The young priest..."

Such matters are usually handled by the young priest 'Jiang Liu'.

"He's busy." Mo Qiu said:

"Recently, it will not appear in the clan."

"good."

Vientiane should be.

Without the oppression of the dragon clan, the transformation in his body slowed down, but once this process started, there was no room for maneuver.

Breaking through Nascent Soul is just around the corner.

He needs retreat.

After a few days.

The Jiang clan began to spread out in all directions. Hundreds of thousands of people brought their clothes and silk to eat, re-chosen their foothold, and worked hard to develop.

In order to stay away from this place, they need to travel thousands of miles barefoot with their families. Just in the middle of the journey, many people can't make it through.

Every migration is a tribulation for the clan.

"For millions of years, the human race has lived such a precarious life."

"If you support the Dragon Clan by yourself, what you get in return is not to live and work in peace and contentment, but to eat in the mouth of the other party, and to be kept in captivity to fill up the appetite of livestock at any time."

on the hill.

Taihao, who had a little more gray hair, looked at the scene with compassion in his eyes:

"The human race is born with wisdom and understanding. In many clans today, except for the patriarchs and priests, almost no one is literate, and the language is also incomprehensible."

"us……"

"It shouldn't be!"

"Then what do you think it should be?" Mo Qiu stood with his hands behind his back and spoke slowly.

He has also traveled thousands of miles, day by day is precarious, thirsty to drink rainwater, hungry to eat grass and trees, and he is also a member of the crowd below.

Painful torture is nothing, as long as there is hope, it can be endured.

The fear is that there is no hope.

In this way, all beings in this world, running around in confusion, working uselessly, have been enslaved by the dragon clan for generations, and will never see the day of turning over.

"My family has been passed down from ancient times, and it is a descendant of immortals."

Taihao cupped his hands, afraid that Mo Qiu would not understand, and explained:

"Immortals are the strongest of the human race. They have enslaved the gods and dragons of the heavens, driven them to be horses, and slaughtered dragons for food. They have oppressed the world for hundreds of millions of years."

"pity……"

He sighed and said:

"An accident caused the immortals to fall, allowing the dragons to occupy this world, and our human race became their prisoners."

"Generation after generation, be enslaved by it!"

Don't ask for the same complexion.

From the standpoint of the dragon clan, they broke the slavery of the human race and enslaved the human race in turn, which is very satisfying, and they can't complain.

But he is human.

I don't and shouldn't think so.

"Dragon clan is powerful." Mo Qiu said slowly:

"The strongest of the human race is only at the ninth rank, and the eight dragons, as long as they are adults, each of the dragons is at the ninth rank or above."

"And each level, the strength is very different."

"How to resist?"

"Hmph!" Taihao sneered, with a proud face:

"Since the human race once enslaved the dragon race, how can it only have the potential of the ninth level."

"The current highest rank is nine, but the Dragon Clan deliberately did it with the Dragon Transformation Art, so that the people can't do without the Dragon Clan, and they can't break the limit of the bloodline."

"Ninth-order Dragon Transformation..."

"The human race relies on the blood essence of the dragon race. No matter how they practice, they are two levels lower than the opponent. This makes us never turn over."

"In addition, once the Dragon Transformation Technique is practiced, the dragon's blood will transform after the ninth level, and the blood of the human race will disappear, and it will eventually become a dragon race."

"At that time, people will become dragons, how can they resist?"

Don't ask for a nod.

Using the Dragon Transformation Pond and the Dragon Transformation Technique to restrict human potential, disperse the clans, and make it difficult for the clans to understand words and languages, making it difficult for the clans to rule.

Various means have led to millions of years, the human race is just the dragon family.

Good means!

"Could it be." He turned his thoughts and looked at the other party:

"Do you have immortal inheritance?"

"good."

Tai Hao nodded.

Mo Qiu's heart skipped a beat.

Inherited by immortals, there is not even a true fairy way or a holy place, so there is one in this world?

"pity."

After nodding, Taihao looked regretful again:

"After many changes in the early years, the inheritance of immortals has been cut off, and what we are learning now is no longer the full text of the past."

"..."

Moqiu's mouth twitched slightly.

"Patriarch Jiang has nothing to regret." Taihao raised his head and said:

"Even if our family's inheritance is incomplete, there is still a chance for the race to break through the ninth-order limit, and even slaughter the twelfth-order supreme dragon god!"

"Twelve steps?" Mo Qiu narrowed his eyes:

"There are really twelfth-order dragons?"

"Of course!" Taihao took it for granted:

"Eight dragons, each clan has a dragon clan of the twelfth rank, and it is said that there are even stronger dragon clans in their secret territories."

"Of course, the ones that are really born are up to the twelfth step."

The twelfth level is equivalent to the Venerable Huashen in the Yang World, and the Supreme Ghost Emperor in the Underworld.

"Patriarch Jiang."

Taihao looked sternly:

"That child was born at the fifth level, and he is the most promising existence to break the limits of the human race. One day, he may not be able to lead the human race to fight against the dragon race."

"For the sake of the people of the human race, please give him to us."

"No." Mo Qiu shook his head lightly and said:

"It's not that I look down on you, it's too dangerous to follow you, and it may not be a good thing for that child."

"As for slaying the dragon, it's just nonsense."

He stretched out one hand, and an invisible force gathered:

"The most important thing is, patriarch Taihao, I don't think you can be stronger than me."

"Hmph!" Taihao narrowed his eyes and snorted coldly:

"Patriarch Jiang thinks highly of himself too much. Although you have the favor of a high-level dragon, you are no more than ninth-level at most, and our clan is not lacking in ninth-level..."

"Um?"

Before he finished speaking, his expression suddenly changed.

But Mo Qiu's eyes lit up, flames surged in his body, Nascent Soul possessed him, and a power comparable to that of a tenth-order dragon suddenly emerged.

The magic formula is changed, and the power of one hundred thousand heavenly soldiers is blessed.

"boom!"

The terrifying coercion made Taihao's body tense instantly, his whole body trembling crazily, and even the fighting spirit could hardly grow in his heart.

"Bow!"

With a low growl, the Sun Shooting Bow appeared out of thin air.

There was a flash of spiritual light on Gong's body, which isolated the inside and outside, which allowed him to breathe, and looked at Mo Qiu again, his eyes were full of horror.

"Tenth order..."

"This is impossible!"

"Why is it impossible?" Mo Qiu waved his hand to dissipate the coercion on his body, and said calmly:

"I can break through the so-called ninth-order limit without using secret treasures. Is it better than you to raise children by me?"

Taihao was still in shock and couldn't react for a while.

Tenth order!

How old is it?

No, it should be said that for tens of thousands of years, the survivors of the ancestors have not had a tenth-order powerhouse.

It has been so long that even he, the patriarch, sometimes doubts whether the human race can really become a tenth-level powerhouse through cultivation?

now,

I actually saw it!

Moreover, it was still on a person who was not a descendant of the ancestors.

How can this be?

I don't know how long it took before he recovered from the shock, looked directly at Moqiu with piercing eyes, and said:

"how did you do it?"

It was Taihao who suddenly thought that the calculation of the two elders only mentioned the location, but did not say who the variable of the human race was.

It could be the kid.

also possible……

This is the one in front of me!

"It comes from practice." Mo Qiu said calmly:

"If Patriarch Taihao wants to learn, I can teach you."

"Teach..." Taihao's heart trembled, and he couldn't help looking:

"Why?"

"No reason." Mo Qiu probed:

"Isn't it normal for the same human race to communicate with each other?"

"This..." Taihao's eyes flickered, his heart fluctuated wildly, and then he let out a long sigh:

"Taihao is ashamed of what Patriarch Jiang said."

"However, I can't get your method for nothing. My family also has the method of slaying dragons. Why don't we exchange them to see what we need?"