Chapter 294 Brutal Robbery

The Mang Mountains!

An ordinary peak thousands of miles away from the seven-story white jade tower, and there is a wide cave in the peak.

At this time, Wang Yudao was sitting cross-legged in it.

Looking at Wang Yudao's unkempt clothes, he obviously suffered a lot, but he didn't see any injury on his body, which was really puzzling.

"Wow!

After a long time, Taoist priest Wang Yu exhaled a turbid breath and slowly opened his eyes, with endless hatred and resentment in his eyes.

"Duan Fan, one day, I will let you die without hiding. I will put your soul under the Changming lamp and burn it for a hundred years, so that you will suffer the most painful torture in the world."

Coughing twice, Wang Yudao raised his hands and looked at him, and a cold smile appeared at the corners of his mouth. Fortunately, I was lucky enough to meet Han Yun, a stupid woman. I didn't expect that all three of them had a drop of immortal blood, so I saved my life. Can the blood of immortality be possessed by the three humble practitioners? It's a waste to put it on them."

When Wang Yudao thought of Han Yun's extremely sad and cold eyes, he sneered in his heart. He was just a lowly practice. He abandoned it and gave up. It's no big deal.

stood up and shook the dust on his body. With Duan Fan's presence, I can't stay in the Cang Mang Mountains. Only when I return to Jiufan Fairy Pool will I have a chance to fight with Duan Fan.

"I don't know if Haotian Shengzi has attacked Duan Fan." Wang Yudao snorted coldly. With the hypocritical personality of Haotian Shengzi, if there is no benefit, he will never attack Duan Fan. It seems that I have to deal with Duan Fan in person.

With that, Wang Yudao dodged and flew out of the cave and stood on the top of the peak.

"Hmm!"

When Wang Yudao was about to return to the Jiufan Fairy Pool, an extremely luxurious Kowloon white jade chapet flew towards him.

The jade carriander is pulled by a huge dragon of dozens of meters. The nine-headed dragon's scales are as black as ink, emitting a faint cold light; the four claws are as sharp as sharp swords. Looking at that, they can tear people into pieces with a slight force; the huge head is raised high, and the eyes the size of a lantern His eyes looked down proudly in front of him, like a king, extremely majestic and terrible.

As soon as Wang Yudao saw this symbolic Kowloon white jade chave, he knew that the Holy Prince had arrived, and only the Holy Prince of the Holy Ancestor Dynasty was so arrogant, so domineering and arrogant!

The Holy Prince sat high on the Jiulong white jade grim, and a pair of tigers looked down at Wang Yudao. In his eyes, Wang Yudao and the ants were no different. If Wang Yudao hadn't worn the bright coat of Jiufan Fairy Pool, the Holy Prince would not have looked at Wang Yudao.

"In the lower king Yudao, I have seen the holy prince. The holy prince is really as domineering as the legend, just like the birth of an ancient king." Wang Yudao flew humbly to the Holy Prince's Jiulong Baiyu cham and said.

The Holy Prince glanced at Wang Yudao faintly. How long has the legendary warrior ruins been opened?

"Well!"

Wang Yudao was stunned for a moment, then came to his senses and immediately replied, "It's been two hours. If the Holy Prince goes there now, it's still not too late."

The Holy Prince nodded, glanced at Wang Yudao casually, and then wanted to drive Jiulong Baiyu to leave, "Huh?" But then, he stopped and looked up and down on Wang Yudao in surprise.

"Holy Prince, is there anything else?" Wang Yudao was a little uncomfortable and angry with the holy prince. As a disciple of Jiufan Fairy Pool, few people would look at him so naked, which made him very unhappy.

However, in front of him is the arrogant Holy Prince. The prestige of the Holy Prince is still above the Holy Son of Haotian. Even the Holy Son of Haotian does not want to provoke the Holy Prince easily, not to mention his king Yudao?

In desperation, Wang Yudao could only let the prince's arrogant eyes look at him.

It is said that the behavior of the Holy Prince is a taboo among warriors. If ordinary people looked at others like him, others would have copied the guy to do it.

However, because he is the Holy Prince, except for a few people such as the Holy Son of Haotian, no one in the younger generation of Ziwei Emperor Star dares to fight with the Holy Prince.

After a long time, the Holy Prince stretched out a hand and said with a facial expression, "Hand it over?"

"Hmm! Hand over...what?" Wang Yudao was a little stunned and asked unconsciously. But then, his face became extremely ugly, because he had thought of what the Holy Prince wanted him to hand over - immortal blood!

Wang Yudao was treacherous and ruthlessly got three drops of immortal blood from Han Yun. Previously, Duan Fan killed him, and he used a drop of immortal blood to stop him from death. Now there are only two drops of immortal blood. The Holy Prince wants him to hand it over. How can he be willing?

Wang Yudao has tasted the wonderful use of immortal blood. This immortal blood alone can prevent the next death, which makes Wang Yudao reluctant to let go.

"Grip it over." The Holy Prince spoke coldly again.

"Hmm, I don't know what you're talking about." Wang Yudao did not dare to look into the eyes of the Holy Prince and said harshly, "Even if you are the Holy Prince and insulted my Jiufan Fairy Pool in broad daylight, aren't you afraid to provoke the war between Jiufan Fairy Pool and the Holy Ancestor Dynasty?"

There is nothing he can do. In order to die, Wang Yudao can only carry out the big queen of Jiufan Fairy Pool, hoping that the Holy Prince can stop.

It's just that who is the Holy Prince? How can he be scared by Wang Yudao's words?

There is a gap between the Holy Ancestor Dynasty and Jiufan Xianchi, but Jiufan Xianchi will not go to war with the Holy Ancestor Dynasty because of a small young disciple.

But even if Jiufan Fairy Pool fights with the Holy Ancestor Dynasty, the Holy Prince will not be afraid of anyone.

Therefore, the Holy Prince is fearless!

"Call out for the last time."

Wang Yudao has touched the bottom line of the Holy Prince. If Wang Yudao does not hand over the blood of immortality, he will have to take action.

"You..."

Wang Yudao took a step back and looked at the Holy Prince with a resentful face. Even if the Holy Prince did not exude any power, he felt an unprecedented pressure, which made him feel impressive.

The Holy Prince leaned slightly, stared coldly at Wang Yudao with a pair of sword-like eyes, and the two sword eyebrows frowned slightly. At the same time, the momentum of the Holy Prince became stronger and stronger, and the air around him began to solidify.

Up to now, anyone can see that the Holy Prince is impatient.

The nine-headed dragon pulling the Jiulong white jade cham also felt that the holy prince was about to be angry. He looked up to the sky and roared, and also emitted a strong momentum, overwhelming pressure in all directions.

Wang Yudao's forehead sweated down, and his body had already been wet with cold sweat, and his heart almost jumped to his throat. He believes that as long as the Holy Prince takes action, he will never have a chance to escape. Even if he still has two drops of immortal blood, the Holy Prince can still beat him to death.

"I'm willing to hand it over!"

After experiencing a painful struggle, Wang Yudao finally compromised. After saying this sentence, his whole body collapsed weakly. If it hadn't been for the last bit of face, I would have sat on the ground.

"Ha ha, you are not stupid to know how to advance and retreat."

The Holy Prince collected his whole body and smiled. If Wang Yudao persists for three more breathing hours, he will not hesitate to take action and kill him.

Wang Yudao smiled helplessly and spit out. Two drops of light were spit out as if there was blood beating like life.

This is the blood of immortality, which has the wonderful use of rebirth.

The Holy Prince's eyes lit up, waved his hand, and two drops of immortal blood appeared in his hand. After observing carefully for a long time, he burst into laughter.

Wang Yudao just lowered his head and his eyes were full of resentment. His hands hidden in his sleeves had been pinched white, but he didn't say a word.

After the Holy Prince laughed, he asked with great interest, "Where did you get these two drops of immortal blood? Are they immortal?"

Wang Yudao hesitated for a moment and did not hide it. Then he told him how he got the immortal blood from Han Yun and the three people.

After hearing this, the Holy Prince just shook his head. It's just three lowly scattered repairs. That immortality actually wants you to send three drops of immortal blood. Such a woman's benevolence, it seems that immortality is not a material for great success.

Then, as soon as he turned over with one hand, two low-grade Taoist weapons appeared in his hand. With a wave of his hand, these two Taoist weapons were thrown into the feet of Wang Yudao by the Holy Prince.

"These two Taoist weapons are my compensation to you."

After the Holy Prince finished speaking, he never stopped and drove the Kowloon white jade carwheel to the sky.

"Wow!"

When the holy prince's Jiulong white jade car disappeared, Wang Yudao collapsed on the ground and gasped.

There's nothing he can do. The Holy Prince has put too much pressure on him. If it hadn't been for the last bit of face, Wang Yudao would have sat on the ground long ago.

After a long time, Wang Yudao was a little better and wiped the cold sweat on his forehead. Then he looked at the two lower Taoist instruments on the ground and smiled bitterly. Two drops of immortal blood, in exchange for two vulgar Taoist instruments...hehe...hehehehe!

Wang Yudao is almost heartbroken. He has already hated the Holy Prince in his heart. He can't wait to eat the flesh of the Holy Prince and drink the blood of the Holy Prince.

Two drops of immortal blood are priceless, and even two best spiritual soldiers can't be exchanged. No one will exchange the blood of immortality.

No matter how good the treasure is, it is still valuable, and life is priceless. A drop of immortal blood is equivalent to a life. Who is willing to exchange one life for a valuable magic weapon?

No!

Unless that person can't live long!

Wang Yudao stared at the direction in which the Holy Prince disappeared for a long time, then gritted his teeth and put away the two lower Taoist instruments on the ground! Then he never stopped and flew straight to the direction of Jiufan Fairy Pool!