Chapter 370 Massacre 1

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"Oh, by the way, Master Xiao, your nine-vein dragon emperor still needs... It needs to be handed over temporarily..." As if he thought of something again, Jiuyuan Tianzun said again. However, it seems that Jiuyuan Tianzun was also a little worried when he said this.

After all, what he wants is the universe ring. In the monastic world, monks will not have any fixed property. The universe ring is all the property of the monks. Xuanhuang beads, spiritual weapons, all kinds of magic weapons. Because of this, generally, only when dealing with defeated enemies will they directly ask for the universe ring, or... You don't have to open your mouth.

Now, in order to perfectly stage a good play, Jiuyuan Tianzun also has to make up for this loophole.

What the fairyland wants is Xiao Heng's nine-vein dragon emperor, and he has "taken" Xiao Heng. At that time, when people see that the Nine-vein Dragon Emperor is still wearing Xiao Heng's hand, they will be suspicious immediately.

Fortunately, Xiao Heng was not stupid and reacted almost immediately. Just a little hesitation, Xiao Heng was relieved to hand over the Jiumai Dragon Emperor to Jiuyuan Tianzun.

"Are you ready?" Xiao Heng asked.

Jiuyuan Tianzun squeezed his lips, and his already serious face was as cold as frost at this time: "I'm ready, let's go."

As soon as the words fell, the two of them pinched the formula at the same time. After the surrounding space collapsed, with a dazzling white light flash, the two figures suddenly disappeared.

...........

Fairyland, the first of the six worlds. Not only is the aura very strong, but the scenery is even more intoxicating.

In a nameless valley, the spiritual fog is faint, and the flying beasts dance. Through the not too thick spiritual fog, you can see several huge palaces suspended above the green valley.

The iron cables between the palaces are connected, and there are faint figures flashing on them. At the top of each palace, there is a dazzling circle of small runes, and a dangerous atmosphere that oppresses people's hearts comes from time to the top of the hall.

At this time, an unknown light came from slowly landed on a small square in front of a huge palace.

The light dissipated, and the two figures immediately appeared.

A middle-aged monk with a dark brocade robe and a serious square face stood upright. He did not show any breath all. On his right hand, he was a young man in a green shirt tied like a zongzi at the peak of the Yangjing.

These two are Xiao Heng and Jiuyuan Tianzun, who have just arrived at the return of the Dharma world.

"The fairyland is indeed countless times more beautiful than the mortal world." Xiao Heng looked at the beautiful scenery around him and couldn't help sighing slightly. If Jiuyuan Tianzun, who was so nervous that he couldn't speak at this time, knew that Xiao Heng was still in the mood to see the scenery around him, I don't know how he would feel.

Just as Jiuyuan Tianzun looked left and right nervously, in his mind, he suddenly felt that more than a dozen monk's breaths similar to his own breath were coming this way. Similarly, Xiao Heng's huge mind also found more than a dozen breaths.

The mind was quickly taken back, and Xiao Heng once again reinstalled the appearance of a Yangjing peak monk who was completely under control. His eyes were depressed, his breath was scattered, and he looked like he had been strongly banned.

"Wo"Wo..."

Almost in the blink of an eye, twelve monks in gold-edged white robes appeared around the square. In other palaces, there are also thousands of monks coming this way. The lowest cultivation seems to have the cultivation at the beginning of the Holy Land.

However, these monks who did not reach the virtual state did not land on the square, but suspended in the air and looked at the movement below. Even some monks in the early stage of the virtual world just looked at it without saying a word, as if they did not dare to interfere in the affairs of these twelve young people in white robes.

All the monks standing opposite Jiuyuan Tianzun look extremely young, and they don't need to look like Xiao Evergrande at all. However, everyone's cultivation is in the middle of the virtual world.

"In any place, there are actually twelve strong men in the middle of the virtual world. The strength of the fairyland seems to be really horrible." In Xiao Heng's heart, at this time, he began to measure the strength of the fairyland again.

However, he didn't know that this place seems ordinary in the fairyland, but it is close to the center of the fairyland. Otherwise, the aura here will not be so strong that it is almost foggy. And these twelve people are also famous monks in the fairyland.

"Is this person Xiao Heng?" A young man in the most exquisite white robe looked at Xiao Heng, who was carried by Jiuyuan Tianzun, and asked.

Jiuyuan Tianzun nodded and replied with a little respect, "Yes, this person is Xiao Heng, the youngest son of Xiao Yu."

The young man in the white robe nodded with satisfaction, and then praised with some regret: "It is worthy of being the direct line of the Qinglong clan. In less than 200 years, he has cultivated from no foundation to the peak of Yangjing. And he is also practicing in the mortal world with thin aura. It's a pity that such a genius wants to compete with our fairyland.

Slowly raising his head, the young man in white robe looked at Jiuyuan Tianzun, who gradually sweated coldly on his forehead: "Where is the Nine-vein Dragon Emperor?"

"Here..." Hearing this, Jiuyuan Tianzun quickly took out Xiao Heng's dragon ring in his arms.

As soon as he took it out of his arms, the white-robed young man opposite suddenly stretched out his hand to take a photo. The Nine-vein Dragon Emperor suddenly flew out of the hand of Jiuyuan Tianzun. Seeing this, Jiuyuan Tianzun instinctively tightened his whole body, but then he relaxed.

The young man in the white robe holding the nine-vein dragon emperor did not notice these of Jiuyuan Tianzun. At this time, all the eyes of the twelve of them were focused on the nine-veined dragon emperor in the hand of the leading white-robed young man.

After looking at it for a while, there was a trace of greed in the eyes of the white-robed young man. When he turned his eyes, the young man looked up and looked at Jiuyuan Tianzun with a smile and said, "This thing is indeed the Jiumai Dragon Emperor. It's very good, Jiuyuan Tianzun, this time you have made a great contribution, but at this time, the heavenly Taoist ancestor is in retreat, and may not be able to give it in person. You reward, so, when you bring your spiritual spring to the fairyland, I will report to the ancestor and let the Taoist ancestor give you the reward you deserve. How about that?

"What about now?" Jiuyuan Tianzun obviously frowned when he heard the words and asked doubtfully. However, in his heart, Jiuyuan Tianzun sneered at this time. When Xiao Heng suddenly kills people, let's see how long you can be arrogant.

A chill flashed in the eyes of the white-robed young man's eyes. After a smile, he said, "Now? Now you just need to put down the boy and go back to your return to the legal world and wait for the news. What? Are you still reluctant to leave?"

The murderous intention flashed in Jiuyuan Tianzun's eyes, but it did not explode. After looking at the dense monks in the surrounding sky, he took a deep breath of anger, and then slowly put Xiao Heng, who had been tied to the fairy rope, on the Xuanyu bricks in the square.

"Guys, I hope you can see you get out of the customs later." Jiuyuan Tianzun stood up and bowed his hand before flying towards the distance with a sneer. In a faint way, I can feel the fluctuation of space power in him.

Looking at Jiuyuan Tianzun leaving, the leading young man in a white robe held the Jiumai Dragon Emperor tightly in his hand and ordered to the monk behind him, "Take this boy away. Let's go to the periphery of Tianmen to prepare to welcome the Taoist ancestor. The Taoist ancestor almost went out of the customs at this time."

After ordering, the young man in white robe wanted to fly up, and at this moment, the change suddenly appeared. Among the nine-veined dragon emperor clenched in his hand, a strange real dragon spirit suddenly broke out. The air of the true dragon condensed abnormally, like a cyan gas dragon. As soon as the nine-vein dragon emperor rushed out, it immediately turned into five pieces and penetrated into the body of the four virtual monks closest to the young man.

The scream sounded, and the faces of the monks who were slightly separated a little changed greatly in an instant, and their eyes looked at Xiao Heng, who was lying on the ground and tied into a zongzi.

But they were still late. What they saw was just the bundle of fairy rope that was broken into several sections.

"Where are the people? What about the boy surnamed Xiao? Seeing this, several people's faces changed greatly, and the inspiration all over their bodies surged, and the protective inspiration stretched out in an instant. Just when they wanted to sacrifice spiritual weapons again, a ghost-like voice strangely penetrated into their ears: " Even my nine-vein dragon emperor wants it, and you really think your life is too long."

"Ah..."

With Xiao Heng's voice, countless cyan sword lights suddenly appeared in an instant in all directions. The speed is as fast as lightning, and there is no time to react at all.

Only a flash of thousands of blue lights can be seen. These twelve monks, together with the Yuanshen, have disappeared in Xiao Heng's hands. They didn't even see how Xiao Heng took action.

The remaining monks whose cultivation was only in the early stage of the virtual realm and even in the holy realm were shocked to tie various magic seals in mid-air, but they did not know Xiao Heng's real cultivation.

In the later stage of the virtual world, it almost consumed most of the spiritual springs of the dragon world to cultivate a body. How can these monks who cultivate by the aura emitted by the spiritual spring be comparable?

A suspenseless massacre immediately unfolded.

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