Chapter 396 Eight Dragons

It may not be a good time, and there is still room for relaxation.

But as soon as the green clothes came out, even people with good temper can't stand it, not to mention the two people who are as fearless like Deacon Wang and Blue Devil. Few people can subdue them.

"What a little girl with sharp teeth and a sharp mouth. I like this the most. Pull out your teeth one by one to see if you can still be so arrogant." The blue devil was quite unhappy, and a man and a woman in front of him seemed to come to find fault.

"Cousin, he wants to pull out my teeth. What should I do?"

Looking at this innocent face, Yang Potian couldn't wait to turn his head and leave. What's going on? It's really not a happy thing to inexplicably provoke two strong men who refined their souls into beads.

The power of the wonderful rules has already been sensed.

The Buddha suddenly appeared, and the willow branches in his hand stained with the agar in the jade bottle and turned into infinite vitality. However, before the power of the rules, it still seemed too young and burst into disillusionment in an instant. It is not a level of opponent, and there is no way to compete at all.

Thinking of this, there was a suction in the jade bottle, which sucked the blue devil in in an instant. Yang Potian's view, this ugly one-eyed man should be better to deal with.

The breath on the blue devil is very uncomfortable.

But the matter far exceeded Yang Potian's expectations, and there was still time to use its magical power in the future. The jade bottle burst, and the blue devil came out of trouble in the blink of an eye.

The image of the Buddha losing the jade bottle, and the phantom supported it for a moment, and then completely dissipated.

"Kneel down and kowtow to admit your mistake, and spare you not to die."

I have to say that Deacon Wang is still very cautious and did not listen to the Blue Devil's advice to make a quick decision. It is a small matter to kill the two people, but it seems that these two people are not so simple. There should be an amazing power behind them. Even with the support of the Huangfu family, Deacon Wang dares not act recklessly.

When encountering a dispute with Brahma, they may become a scapegoat and die inexplicably. The cultivation of refining souls into beads is not low, but in the eyes of those real strong people, they are not much different from the sun and moon souls, and they are still willing to give up at critical times.

Then Yang Potian is not a person who is willing to bow his head and admit his mistake. Except for the Lord of Brahman, there is no one who admires him in the world.

Zhao Haoran's appearance suddenly flashed in his mind, and he can also be regarded as half.

However, Deacon Wang and the Blue Devil are obviously not among them. Let him kowtow and admit his mistake and be delusional!

One more Buddha statue rose up, and his green clothes hid aside without any fear in his eyes, but shining with excitement. Fortunately, the sun broke the sky and did not notice it, otherwise he would really spit blood angrily.

"It's the heavens!" The blue devil exclaimed.

It's not easy to surprise this friend.

The Buddha statue behind the sun breaks the sky is very strange, without any soft breath, revealing an endless breath of killing.

"Eight Dragons of Heavens!"

Yang Potian suddenly opened his eyes. What kind of look was it? It could not be described in words. Indifference and ruthlessness seemed to be just a dead thing, but it made people feel his existence.

The eight heavenly dragons are still the supreme soul method of Van Solomon. Few people are qualified to observe the eight heavenly dragons. Only under the personal leadership of the Lord of Brahman can enter.

That is the biggest secret of the whole sect, which is the pride of Van Solomon's lineage.

The eight heavenly dragons include eight kinds of Shinto monsters, which are one day, two dragons, three night forks, four Qian Dapo, five Asuras, six Garuluo, seven tight Nara, and eight mo hura.

Each is an extremely powerful thing, and the fantasy in front of us is the first heaven.

It looks like a human figure, but it is completely different from people, and the breath cannot be described as cold.

An idea flashed in the blue devil's mind. These two people absolutely can't be killed. If they annoy that one, it's a big trouble.

Immediately send the sound, and the king deacon is also very clear about the importance of right and wrong, but it's okay to teach them a little lesson.

The eight heavenly dragons only imagined that the sun broke the sky. When he fought with Zhao Haoran before, he didn't even have a chance to use it, and was seriously injured by a so-called servant who ran out inexplicably. Such a humiliation has made Yang Potian intolerable.

Now two strong men who refine their souls into beads appear again, making him kowtow and kneeling. These kinds of things are mixed together, making Yang Potian feel that all the sufferings he has never experienced in his life have appeared in the past few days.

The ignited desire to fight cannot be extinguished. Even if it is the power of rules, you have to fight.

The blue veins of both hands burst, and the eight dragons were originally monsters. Naturally, their strength was not weak. As soon as the void was grasped, cracks appeared in the nearby stable space. It was also the first time that such a terrible thing was seen by the Blue Devil.

If you have scruples in your heart, you will naturally be much more careful.

It seems that you can see something. The green clothes curled their mouth and said, "boring."

A flash, taking advantage of the fierce battle between the crowd and grabbing the storage bag.

disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The changes at this moment were almost unreacting, and Yang Potian and Deacon Wang were dumbfounded.

"Jade charm! My storage bag!" Yang broke the sky and wanted to cry without tears. I really wanted to hit the wall with one head.

In this way, I lost my green clothes, and it came out as a big joke. No wonder I had to try my best to sow discord. It turned out that it was for this moment that this cousin, Yang Potian, really had a headache and there was no way.

However, I don't think there will be any danger. With the cultivation of green clothes and the care of the Lord of Brahman, there will definitely be no trouble.

It's just that there are a lot of precious things in the storage bag, and it's gone.

Deacon Wang and the Blue Devil looked at each other and roughly guessed something.

"This little friend, I don't mean to offend you. If it hadn't been for your cousin's hardship, it wouldn't have been so much." It's really not easy for Deacon Wang to speak in a low tone.

Yang Potian's cultivation is not as good as that of the two people. He guessed that the eight Tianlongs had shocked them, but he did not dare to threaten them. If he really provoked the two strong men who refined their souls into beads, he was the only one who suffered losses.

"Well, it's all a misunderstanding. I have something important to do. Say goodbye."

Deacon Wang paused for a moment and shouted again, "I don't know if you have ever seen a white-haired young man appear here."

Deacon Wang has a hunch that Zhao Haoran must be here, the fire phoenix, which is fatal to anyone**.

"Huh?" Yang Potian frowned, "What are you looking for him for?"

The tone of the question was very uncomfortable. Deacon Wang was stunned, "To be honest, this person has a deep grudge against me, so..."

Yang Potian looked up and down at the two. There was no need for Deacon Wang to lie to him. "I also came to find the white-haired young man Zhao Haoran. In this case, can we go together?"

"Of course." The smiles on Deacon Wang's ugly face were very awkward. Fortunately, Yang Potian didn't care about these.

With the help of two strong people who refine their souls into pearls, Zhao Haoran and Yang Potian clenched their fists, and this time you will die without burial.

He didn't know that his thoughts had changed unconsciously, and his previous self-confidence gradually disappeared.

In the face of Zhao Haoran, Yang Potian is not sure at all. Even if there are two strong men who refine their souls into beads, he is still worried. Such a mentality has destined that Zhao Haoran will always be an indelible obstacle in his heart.

The overlapping mountains, coupled with the fog of the mountains, are extremely inconvenient to move. The divine consciousness has received a great impact here, and the scope that can be explored has been greatly reduced.

Ye Wen took Zhao Haoran and the distance between him and the Jin people became bigger and bigger, and gradually his consciousness could no longer be locked.

At this time, Ye Wen was not in a hurry, but led Zhao Haoran to stop quietly. " Elder Zhao, I heard that you have always been good at arranging formations. Can you hide your breath for me and avoid that madman?"

"Naturally, there is no problem." Zhao Haoran smiled, and the two found a cave at will. After a few breaths, a simple formation was completed.

Ye Wen greatly appreciated, " Elder Zhao is really powerful. He must be a person who has been immersed in the array for many years, otherwise he would definitely not have such ability."

Zhao Haoran touched the tip of his nose and did not refute it.

He did not use all his strength. It was just a simple formation to simulate the breath around him. If he carefully investigate, he could still find clues, but the general soul people would not have the energy to investigate everywhere. When the traceless mountain is finished, I'm afraid it will be in the end of the world.

It's enough. Zhao Haoran doesn't want to perform too well in front of Ye Wen, so as not to arouse his suspicion. This person seems to be pure, but he is full of bad water.

is much more selfish than anyone else, but it can be disguised well.

The powerful golden sedan chair flew over for a long time, and the brilliant light like the sun could be clearly seen through the array, and then told everyone that the doorkeeper of Qingyang Gate had arrived.

He is in a bad mood now, but he is more sure that this matter is definitely related to Ye Wen, otherwise he would not have dodged so much. If Ye Wen knew his logic, I don't know if he would spit blood angrily.

If you don't run in the face of the enemy that can't be beaten, do you still stand there and wait to die?

Both father and son have extremely strange ways of thinking.

"If you can't catch up with it again, you won't want to step out of the mountain without a trace." The indifferent voice made the sedan chairman's feet faster. About half a column of incense, the golden man disappeared without a trace and didn't know where to go.

Zhao Haoran was about to step out, but was pulled by Ye Wen, "Wait a minute."

Sure enough, the golden sedan chair was returned again.

The golden man is not stupid. After chasing for so long, there is no trace. I'm afraid it's just futile to chase him again. The two of them must have hidden somewhere, otherwise there will be no trace of anything.

I glanced around and seemed to have been lost from this place.