Do Not Seek Fairy Fate

Chapter 709 Preparation

Saying goodbye to Emperor Ku, don't ask Shi Shiran to come to the place Bingcheng said.

There is a clan here, with more than 100,000 members, who live by the mountain. From a high altitude, the dense crowd almost covers the mountain.

They are not human anymore.

But I don't know when I was refined into a ghoul!

The ghoul with black skin, dull eyes, and crazily long nails growled subconsciously, desperately attacking the attacking people and dragons.

They are not afraid of pain, and their strength is boundless. They can jump a hundred meters, and the masters can even burst out the power comparable to the power of five or six ranks of dragon transformation.

Attacking in groups, the dragons can also be dragged down from the sky.

Afterwards, all the ghouls rushed forward.

There are dozens of dragon-controlling envoys gathered here, many of them are strong, and there are more than ten dragons. They were besieged by this group of ghouls, and they couldn't be entangled for a while.

Especially the three-headed ghosts are the most powerful.

One of them is a ghost king.

The ghost king's eyes were filled with a cold halo, and his figure was like an illusion. He flew around several dragons, and every time he made a move, one of the dragons died.

Its magic is extremely strange.

A scimitar as thin as a cicada's wing slashed lightly in his hand, and there was clearly nothing there, but a crack suddenly appeared on the body of the dragon in the distance.

The light of the knife flickered, and an eighth-rank dragon was cut into pieces by him.

"Roar!"

A ninth-rank yellow dragon roared up to the sky, and the dragon's body trembled, and the power of the earth was filled with drowsiness around it, roaring to remind the dragons:

"Be careful, it's a shadow!"

The opponent's methods are weird.

It is not entities that attack, but their shadows. Once the shadows are injured, their bodies will also suffer the same damage.

That's why.

The man flicked his scimitar lightly, and the scale armor of the eighth-rank dragon clan was also powerless to resist. The dragon's head fell off, and the broken pieces were as clean as a mirror.

"snort!"

The ghost snorted, and turned around with the electricity, as if a phantom bypassed the mottled and flickering shadows in the jungle below, piercing them one by one.

"puff!"

"Puff!"

In the sky, several dragons raised their heads and screamed, and blood holes appeared on their bodies.

The situation on the court seemed to be at a stalemate.

The ghost clan has strange methods, but it is difficult to quickly deal with the opponent. The group of dragons has a deep background, although they are damaged, they can hold the opponent to death.

As long as reinforcements arrive, the ghosts present will undoubtedly die.

at this time.

"Zheng!"

Suddenly there was a knife cry in the void.

The chirping of the saber was like a bronze bell, melodious and vigorous yet not lacking in crispness and excitement, the air around it trembled slightly, and for a while it seemed that only the sound of the saber reverberated in the world.

The movements of all the ghosts, dragons, and humans stopped in unison.

next moment.

A blade glow descended from the sky, the blade glow rippling and pouring down like water waves, the clear and distant blade light obscured all perceptions.

As the saber light passed, thousands of ghouls disintegrated silently, and the two top ghost generals just opened their mouths before disappearing in the saber light.

Qunlong was stunned.

The ghouls below were also lost in thought.

"Peng!"

A phantom was forced out of the void by the blade glow, and the two collided. The ghost let out a mournful scream and retreated violently, Mo Qiu also showed its figure.

He is holding a long knife, his hair is flying, and his bright eyes are like a deep pool that has not changed for a thousand years, reflecting the surprised and uncertain expressions around him.

"Everyone."

He motioned forward:

"Don't let him escape."

As an ally of the Qifei Palace, he naturally knows who the ghost masters who entered the Dragon Burying Heaven this time are.

The shadow demon under the Yanghou seat.

Ghost king master.

His strength is even better than that of Uncle Bai who is beside Di Ku, especially the soul-slaying knife in his palm, which has extraordinary power.

Can cut shadows and kill people.

Coupled with the fact that the main body is invisible and hidden in the void, even if it is facing the tenth-order dragon clan, it may not be invincible.

"good."

Huang Long came back to his senses, looked deeply at Mo Qiu, swung his body, and rushed towards the Shadow Demon:

"Outsiders, kill my Dragon Clan, don't go!"

Mo Qiu picked up the knife in his hand and sensed a terrifying aura approaching rapidly in the distance, and immediately lost the passion to continue fighting.

A tenth-level dragon came, and the Shadow Demon couldn't escape.

but……

Yanghou is not here?

After a while.

"Peng!"

Accompanied by an unwilling roar, a huge mushroom cloud loomed high in the sky, and the gloomy aura of the Shadow Demon disappeared.

"The family of the third evil dragon, the patriarch of the Jiang family?"

Huang Long, who was chasing the Shadow Demon, turned back and nodded to Mo Qiu:

"Thank you just now. I am Yuan from the Huanglong clan. Your strength is good, and your sword skills are even better. You can come to me later."

"Yes." Mo Qiu cupped his hands:

"If you have time, you must visit."

The Dragon Clan, whose name is only one word, has a very high status in the Dragon Clan. The other party's favor is obviously to admire his sword skills.

After the fight, it is natural to clean up the battlefield.

More than 100,000 people from the lower clan were burnt to death after being breathed out by the dragon clan, leaving only ashes flying in the wind.

After the ghost clan dies, it will not leave a physical body, and will naturally dissipate between the heaven and the earth.

It's something foreign that stays.

"This knife is not bad." Huang Longyuan turned into a short and sturdy middle-aged man, holding the Shadow Demon's Soul Slaying Knife, and waved it lightly:

"It doesn't look sharp, but it can kill the opponent by cutting off the shadow. The methods of these outsiders are really weird and wonderful."

"Um……"

"How about giving me this knife?"

The last sentence was said by looking at Mo Qiu.

"Lord Dragon God likes it, just keep it." Mo Qiu said:

"My knife is also good."

"Yeah." Yuan was overjoyed, and put away the scimitar with a smile:

"Thanks."

Logically speaking, if he had no choice but to ask for help, not only would he not be able to take down the Shadow Demon, his life would even be in danger, so the spoils of war should be given to the other party.

But this machete, he really likes it.

Immediately waved his hand and said:

"You can take the rest of it."

"Thank you." Mo Qiu cupped his hands, waved his long sleeves lightly, and put storage bags, pottery pots, yin utensils, etc. below into his hands one after another.

"Jiang... Patriarch Jiang." At this time, a clan patriarch approached cautiously and whispered:

"I don't know if the clay pot can be handed over to me?"

"oh!"

Don't ask to turn your head and look at the person who came:

"What's your name?"

"The patriarch of the Yu Clan, Shui Kui." The visitor was tall and thin, with pale skin and the strength of an eighth-order dragon transformation, he smiled and cupped his hands:

"This thing is useful to my clan. If Patriarch Jiang is willing to give it up, I... I can exchange some spiritual things."

"No need." Mo Qiu shook his head and handed the pot over:

"The head of the aquarium needs it. Even if I take it, I don't know what it is for. If it falls into my hands, it is probably just a decoration."

"Thank you, thank you!" Shui Kui was overjoyed, nodded hastily, and reached out to take it.

Watching the other party leave, Mo Qiu restrained his smile and showed contemplation.

That clay pot, others don't know what it is, but he knows it clearly.

The thing inside is the blood essence of the dragon clan that the ghost clan of the underworld sealed up with a secret method, and it is also something that King Lu asked his descendants to bring back.

Essence and blood mixed with Yin Qi cannot enter Hualongchi.

so……

Logically speaking, it is useless for those who bury the dragon sky, only the ghost clan of the underworld would need it, this patriarch of the Yu clan wants it?

certainly.

The reason why Mo Qiu was willing to give in was to conceal his identity, and second, he noticed that there were a few other eyes staring at the clay pot.

Now that the clay pot is out of hand, those eyes have also shifted away.

One of them, cold and chilling, came from the tenth-rank dragon clan.

"Well……"

"interesting!"

After pondering for a while, he smiled lightly.

…………

The burrow is dark.

Occasionally, insects crawled past, and rats creaked from time to time.

A ghost figure swayed in it, showing five heads from time to time, and the cold ghostly wind swirled, and the person who was afraid of being shocked fainted on the spot.

"My lord."

The rocks squirmed, and a ghost appeared:

"During this period of time, quite a few princes and princesses showed up. According to the news we investigated, there are two dragons of the eleventh rank and thirteen dragons of the tenth rank nearby. There are no less than five or six dragons with the strength of the ninth rank. Ten, there are eight dragons and four bloodlines here."

"Well……"

The five-headed ghosts shook their heads:

"There are indeed a lot of masters, but the Dragon Clan has not fought against foreigners for millions of years, and has long since slacked off. Now that the enemy is open and we are dark, except for the two dragons of the eleventh rank, as long as the others are well-planned, even the tenth-rank Dragon Clan It may not be impossible to kill."

"Yes." The ghost nodded:

"but……"

"As long as there is an eleventh-rank dragon here, I'm afraid no county lord will dare to do it."

"It doesn't matter." The five-headed ghost not only had five heads, but also changed his mind much faster than ordinary ghosts. Hearing this, he snorted coldly:

"Di Ku's news is true, one end will go away immediately, and the other end will be temporarily trapped, which is not a problem for us."

"Even if you are not trapped, you can lure away."

He got up and stood up, shaking his five heads, and a power that was about to approach the tenth-rank dragon clan slowly rose:

"It's been more than two years. If you can't fight hard, you will lose your place in the royal family. At that time, you will be driven to the front line to fight King Zhao."

"That's a narrow escape!"

…………

"Eight Claws, Shadow Demon, Dungeon, Swallowing Sea..."

"They're all dead."

Princess Xinjian put on a strong outfit, hung a sword on her waist, looked into the distance with her hands behind her back, and said calmly:

"The Dragon Clan has killed so many outsiders, so they will definitely relax. Coupled with the disaster caused by the Phoenix Clan, there will definitely be fewer masters here."

"At that time, it will be our chance."

"Princess." One person cupped his hands:

"With our strength, we may still fail to face the tenth-order dragon clan."

"Ah……"

Princess Xinjian heard the words lightly:

"Who told you that I'm going to attack the Dragon Clan?"

"Um?"

The subordinate was taken aback.

"Compared to the dragon clan who is physically strong, whose spiritual thoughts can be superimposed, and can even send messages to each other across the air, don't you think..." Princess Xinjian turned her head and said:

"Are my fellow brothers and sisters a better target?"

"Killing the dragon clan, even if you kill one, you can only get one blood essence, but my brothers and sisters have more than one!"

…………

"Palace Master."

Uncle Bai stood behind Di Ku and said:

"Don't ask, can you trust me?"

"Don't worry." Di Ku said:

"In this dragon burial, we will not betray each other, and even before the moment when the throne is not really determined, the relationship will not change."

"it's here……"

"What we need to guard against is the Dragon Clan and those brothers who may backstab at any time, not the Daoist Moqiu of the Quanzhen Dao."

"yes."

Uncle Bai should be.