Chapter 336 The Strong Come to Help

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Without thinking too much, the Ghost King immediately bit the tip of his tongue and opened his mouth to spit out a mouthful of blood. The blood rolled in front of him and turned into countless blood lines, covering his whole body. Then, the dark escape light of the nihilistic ghost king immediately changed to blood, and the rolling breath of life kept burning. With a "pull", he had drilled into the door of Jiuyou.

However, the broken space also chased straight in. In a faint way, you can feel the space shaking and spreading out of the gate of Jiuyou.

Even if this blow can't kill the nihilistic ghost king, it will at least seriously injure him. It is not unusual to be closed for decades.

However, this is not that the nihilistic ghost king is really so bad, but as soon as the nihilistic ghost king learned that he was a monk in the upper three worlds, he ran away so fearfully.

Think about it, such a powerful ancient wilderness dragon world has been destroyed by the Guiyuan Dharma Realm and the fairy world. His ghost world is almost a monk who can get on the table. How can he resist the anger of the Guiyuan Dharma Realm and the Fairy Realm? So it was extremely complicated to look at the dead butterfly before. I don't know how the dead butterfly got into trouble with such monks.

If the nihilistic ghost king and Murong Ningqin really face each other with all their strength, it is impossible to lose with all kinds of spells that the nihilistic ghost king knows. No matter what, it will make Murong Ningqin seriously injured and even damage the cultivation. However, afraid of the huge force behind it, how can the ghost king dare to take risks? He is not sure that he will completely destroy it. If he returns to the Guiyuan Dharma world, it is estimated that in less than a year, it will be the death of his ghost king, and even the death of the whole yin spiritual world.

After countless years of cultivation, it took countless hardships to cultivate the Taoism. How can the ghostless king be willing to let go?

As soon as Murong Ningqin, who was proud of his move, turned her head, she immediately saw the rolling murder in the eyes of the golden robe figure in front of the towering peak in the distance.

"What do you want to do?" Murong Ningqin's face became solemn again when he saw this, and his intuition told him that this person was not a high-level but timid monk like the Ghost King. Moreover, she could feel a sense of oppression in this person, which made her extremely uncomfortable.

"Return to the legal world? Are you the lackey sent by the fairyland? The eyes of the young man in brocade robes are like knives, and his murderous intentions are exposed, and there is no hidden meaning at all. After the words, the whole body was shocked, and the spirit of the real dragon suddenly rolled like a flood that broke the dike, and rolled out of his body in an instant.

Murong Ningqin's pupils shrank, squinted and stared at the young man in brocade, and asked in a plain but majestic tone, "Are you a dragon clan?"

"The patriarch of Tianlong, nine." After the golden-robed teenager glanced at the withered butterfly standing in the distance, he said to Murong Ningqin in a low voice. In his right hand, there was a golden sword full of dragon scales.

"He came." In the dark, Liu Liqing looked at the figure of Jiu Zun and couldn't help laughing happily.

And Xiao Heng beside him has already widened his eyes.

"Nine Masters? Is he the patriarch of Tianlong Sect? The cultivation is so powerful, is it credible? Xiao Heng's eyes widened and swallowed his saliva and said to Liu Liqing beside him.

Liu Liqing was stunned when he heard the words, but then he immediately reacted and said with a smile, "Is it credible? Young master, you have thought too much. My dragon clan is extremely united. Otherwise, as strong as the fairyland, you have to unite with the original Dharma world to dare to attack my dragon clan. These nine were once one of my generals. Speaking of which, I am still his elder, which is completely credible.

Xiao Heng was happy when he heard the words and said thoughtfully, "In this way, Longzong was also completely credible that day?"

"Naturally credible." Liu Liqing didn't know when his folding fan came out in his hand, and said to Xiao Heng leisurely.

After saying that, Liu Liqing looked at Jiu Zun again and said, "Let's go. Don't hide it. Now with our strength, we can completely suppress this Murong Ningqin."

Xiao Heng was overjoyed when he heard the words. The spiritual power in his body surged like a river in an instant. In a flash of inspiration, he flashed on the dead butterfly.

Seeing this situation, Jiu Zun and Murong Ningqin, who were facing each other, were immediately attracted by Xiao Heng's escape.

The cold light in Murong Ningqin's eyes flashed, and his hands were played. In the sound of the piano, hundreds of powerful arrows flashing with black brilliance suddenly shot at Xiao Heng.

Far away, Xiao Heng can feel the power of the horrible space contained in the powerful arrow.

"Damn." Xiao Heng secretly hated that he was not a strong man in the Holy Land and did not understand the law of space. However, now is not the time to think about this. Xiao Heng doesn't have time to think too much. His spiritual power is galloping, and he wants to dodge.

But there was a sudden flash of black light on those powerful arrows, and it disappeared out of thin air.

In Xiao Heng's surprise, less than five feet away, a strong arrow like a locust is emerging strangely with the terrifying power of space.

His pupils suddenly shrank, and Xiao Heng's face changed so much that he wanted to resist the dragon skeleton. If this blow can't be stopped, Xiao Heng will fall with hatred. Xiao Heng felt the dangerous smell in those powerful arrows very seriously. It is estimated that any one can tear Xiao Heng into pieces.

However, just when it was less than a foot away from Xiao Heng, those horrible arrows that could kill Xiao Heng countless times suddenly seemed to be squeezed by an unparalleled force. After a slight pause, they suddenly collapsed out of thin air.

However, Xiao Heng only faintly saw that the space about ten feet in front of him was faintly distorted. The next moment, those powerful arrows collapsed into countless scattered space forces, and gradually disappeared.

Seeing this, Xiao Heng suddenly knew that it was Jiu Zun's action. Immediately, the escape light flashed again, and he appeared beside the withered butterfly in an instant.

As soon as he stopped beside the withered butterfly, Xiao Heng immediately felt the huge oppression of the millions of evil spirits behind him. Looking around, it was overwhelming, and there was almost a dark sea of ghosts under the sky.

However, at this time, these evil spirits are very quiet, and they all seem to be extremely afraid of dead butterflies. Because the magic exerted by the withered butterfly is the supreme king of Jiuyou, created by the sealed Jiuyou Ghost Emperor. He is a peerless strong man who tried every means to break the seal.

Once this spell is successfully performed, the caster will be attached to a trace of the extremely evil breath of the Nine Ghost Emperor to lead the ghosts. Therefore, at this time, these evil spirits who were originally extremely vicious will be controlled by the dead butterfly.

Before Xiao Heng asked about the injury of the dead butterfly, the space in front of them was twisted. The nine, which looked like a fifteen- or sixteen-year-old teenager, suddenly appeared strangely in front of them.

Jiu Zun wanted to force his face to be solemn, but he still felt that his body trembled slightly.

"Less... Young master?" Jiu Zun's eyes were excited, and his tone was a little trembling and he asked knowingly.

Before Xiao Heng opened his mouth, a blue light flashed on his right arm, and Liu Liqing's illusory figure immediately appeared.

Liu Liqing, holding a folding fan, looked at the nine masters in front of him and couldn't help laughing and said, "Haha, nine masters, I didn't expect that you had also cultivated to the beginning of the Holy Land. Let me tell you that the person in front of you is the biological son of the Lord of Xiaojie, not your young master or who?"

As soon as Liu Liqing's figure appeared, Jiu Zun's mood became more excited in an instant. He looked at Liu Liqing and shouted in surprise, "Liu... Elder Liu, is it really you? Haven't you been refined into a spirit? Why does the breath seem to be stronger?

Liu Liqing glanced at Murong Ningqin, who was staring at her in the distance as if she was thinking about something, and said with a smile, "Look, don't I look like I'm like this now? In addition, now you are also cultivated in the Holy Land, so don't be a senior. Just call me Zuo Qinwei.

"Uh, wait, you said this is the young master?" After hearing the words, Jiu Zun, who was about to nod, seemed to suddenly react, and his eyes were fixed on Xiao Heng's body again in an instant.

"Nine subordinates, I have seen the young master."

Within before Xiao Heng's self-introduction, Jiu Zun had already knelt down to Xiao Heng on one knee.

In the monis world, we basically speak with strength. The strong and profound cultivation is the predecessor, the superior. But now, a monk whose cultivation is higher than Xiao Heng's level actually knelt down on one knee towards him. This not only shows the strict racial hierarchy of dragon monks, but also shows how united the dragon clan is.

However, Xiao Heng can also stand this kneeling. As a green dragon, it is an innate pride, and it is necessary to be superior.

The evil cultivation talent and the terrible power of life are all symbols of strength.

Looking at the nine kneeling on one knee suspended in the void in front of him, Xiao Heng was also slightly stunned. He quickly came forward and helped him up with both hands.

After Jiu Zun stood up, he glanced at Murong Ningqin, who seemed to be thinking about tricks in the distance. His lips moved slightly and only said one sentence, "Young master, leave it to me first. You can avoid it for a while. Later, my army of Tianlongzong will arrive."

When Xiao Heng heard the words, the corners of his mouth pulled a trace of arc and smiled, "This can't be done. Isn't it for you to underestimate it?" After Xiao Heng said this, he looked at the dead butterfly.

Now Xiao Heng's dragon skeleton mixed Yuanqi not only has a new spirit, but also has advanced again, reaching the virtual level, and there is no big problem to fight against the general strong in the Holy Land. Now the main thing is whether the spirit dead butterfly can continue to stick to the fighting method. Even if it can't persist, the spirit dead butterfly at least has the ability to protect itself.

After the Lingkudie, who had been silent, smiled, immediately nodded silently.

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