414. The little monk left

"Do you have to go to Jiuyou?"

Chen Xu is not stupid. Naturally, he can see that the little monk is ready to go to Jiuyou, which means to explain the afterth.

The little monk nodded and said, "The master left it to me, but I have to take it back."

Chen Xu curled his lips and felt that the master in the little monk's mouth was still good. At least he left a baby for the little monk. What was his master? He didn't leave anything except a pile of mess... He couldn't say that. He also left a wife for himself. Chen Xu wanted to fly to heaven in the future and take his son to see his grandfather... ...How dark the master's face is!

After such a YY, Chen Xu was much more comfortable. He patted the little monk on the shoulder and said, "Do it well. I'll go to Jiuyou to find you when I have time in the future!"

A smile suddenly appeared on the little monk's face, showing his white teeth.

After half an hour, the soaked Ao Ling suddenly rushed out of the water, and Miaoman's body was vividly displayed, but with just a blink of an eye, the mana bulged up and evaporated the water droplets on her body. Miaoman's body was re-covered under the black robe, making His Royal Highness Yue sigh and only hated why he didn't look more. A glance.

After Ao Ling came out, he stared at the yellow spring rolling below with a very strange look, and his eyes were surprised.

Dragon clan!

The dragon soul is much stronger than hers. Of course, it is not about strength, but the potential and that kind of innate suppression. The dragon clan has the suppression of blood and the suppression of the dragon soul, but the other party has no body, only the dragon soul. Ao Ling can't judge how the bloodline is.

After waiting for two hours, a hundred-foot-long white dragon suddenly exploded out of the water, like a long gun piercing the sky. The huge dragon head appeared in front of Chen Xu like a mountain bag. The dragon's beard danced, a pair of dark eyes, and its eyes were full of joy.

"Hahaha! Thank you, the body cast by Huangquan is not weaker than the body before Benlong!" Bai Qi's mouth grew, and large pieces of water sprayed directly from his mouth. Suddenly, it rained heavily and directly watered Chen Xu, a group of people.

This guy was also a little dumbfounded when he saw this scene. His figure shrank quickly and turned into a foot length in the blink of an eye. Looking at the smashed fist, he quickly explained, "This dragon didn't mean it!"

Seeing Bai Qi, Ao Ling's face changed slightly.

White dragon?

Among the dragon clan, the blood and dragon soul of the white dragon have always been the lowest. Except for those hybrids with the blood of the dragon clan, the white dragon's status in the dragon clan is the lowest, but the white dragon in front of him actually stabilizes itself... It's abnormal!

He pinched himself fiercely, and Ao Ling found that he was not dreaming, but true.

"Huh? Where did this dragon come from? One dragon is enough. Why do you want other dragons? You want the dragon to talk to Benlong. When you go to heaven, Benlong will find thousands of dragons to pull cars!" Bai Qi, who was beaten by Chen Xu, covered his eyes, which seemed to be bigger, with his small claws, which was very domineering.

Ao Ling's face was cold. As an arrogant dragon clan, he flattered a human being so much. This is simply a disgrace to the dragon clan, a scum!

"Hmm!" The arrogant Ao Ling snorted coldly to show his dissatisfaction.

"Oh, I dare to hum coldly at Benlong. I'm not a little bold. Who is your ancestor? Hurry up and sign up. Is it Ao Guang or Ao Chen? In the future, I will go to heaven to see if Benlong doesn't pull out his dragon scales!"

Ao Ling's big eyes stared at the white dragon, who was more powerful than his feet. She was so angry that she trembled and clenched her fists. If it hadn't been for the little monk standing aside, she would have been able to clean up the scum.

"It tastes good enough, the dragon likes it!"

......

The Witchtheon!

Big Wu Ying's face was gloomy, closed his eyes again, and felt the location of his Wudao split. After a moment, he had to admit that he could not feel the location of the Wudao split.

"No, I still can't feel it!" A little frustration appeared in the eyes of the big witch win. Although he sensed that his witch split fell into an immortal hand, he didn't understand how to fall now.

His will was not traumatized, which means that the witch road split lives well, but he can't feel it. This... makes him almost crazy.

"Maybe there is a possibility that your witch split has been suppressed!" The figure of Wu Tu was still blurred, and his voice said indifferently, as if the source of the earth had been taken away, which had no impact on him.

"Imperial Soldier! Or the world of emperors! Either one can make you unable to feel the existence of the Wudao split, but it should not be the imperial soldier. The imperial soldier is the foundation of the emperor. The emperor who disappeared in ancient times is either reincarnated or a descendant. No one should choose the son of the Epoch as his heir. Two emperors will be envied by heaven.

The big witch's expression changed slightly and said, "Is it possible that the other party is the descendant of the emperor?"

Naturally, the descendants of the emperor are not as good as the sons of the Epoch. The sons of the Epoch, with the luck and opportunities of an era, are sure to become the existence of the emperor. No matter how strong the descendants of the emperor are, they are only the level of the half-step emperor. Heaven will not allow two emperors from one family. In those years, the witch clan produced twelve emperor-level ancestral witches. Under the great disaster, all the ancestors and witches fell.

"There is also this possibility, but the possibility is not too big. The emperor in ancient times, unless he must die, will not waste his chance to find his heirs. The descendants of the emperor are just rumors, and the son of the Epoch really exists."

The meaning of witch soil is obvious. Chen Xu is the son of the Epoch era and may be larger than the descendants of the emperor. What's more, even if he is not the son of the Epoch era, he is the descendant of the emperor. By the means of the witch clan, it is not too difficult to plunder the emperor's inheritance of the other party. A living emperor witch may not be an opponent, but a dead emperor How can the witches be afraid!

"Since you can't feel it, let the chess pieces of the world be exposed and mobilize all your strength to capture Chen Xu alive!"

Wu Tu sighed and said that the source of the earth was taken away. If it was learned by other ancestral witch waiters, it would be extremely difficult for him to explain. Fortunately, he found the existence of the son of the era. If the son of the era is captured alive, if an ancestral witch is added to the witch, the source of the earth will be lost.

"I'll arrange it now!" The big witch's eyes flashed and she answered.

100,000 years ago, the great witch went to the world of the flood and famine. Later, although he withdrew from the flood and famine world, he finally left a lot of descendants in the flood and famine. Now in the past 100,000 years, the great witch does not know how much he left in those years, but even a small force has inherited for 100,000 years, now it will He was a huge thing, not to mention that he left many means to capture Chen Xu, and the big witch was full of confidence.

In the underground palace, Chen Xu, His Royal Highness Yue, Dan Teng, Bai Qi, and Ao Ling with a reluctant face stood together and watched the two figures slowly sink into the yellow spring, and then the yellow spring slowly retreated and quickly penetrated into the ground. The high platform under the underground palace disappeared and the deep pit disappeared. The puppets of the terracotta warriors in the deep pit also disappeared without a trace.

Chen Xu put away his raised arm and looked a little depressed. Although he didn't want to admit it, Chen Xu still had to admit that he hated this feeling of separation, which was paralyzed and unpleasant.

"Brother, shall we go back?" His Royal Highness Yue was also depressed. He could have stared at Ao Ling for a while, but after Bai Qi came out, he immediately pestered Ao Ling. Obviously, this guy has also been anxious over the years and immediately rushed to see his peers.

Of course, this is not the point. The point is that when His Royal Highness Yue looked at it, Bai Qi immediately raised his paws and scolded His Royal Highness Yue angrily: "Where are your eyes looking? Look again! Believe it or not, Benlong picked your eyes and stepped on them as bubbles!"

Originally, His Highness Yue thought that we were so awesome and was afraid of your loach. His fingers clenched, and his five fingers bent, like an eagle's claws directly grasping Baiqi and hitting snakes seven inches. Although he didn't know where to fight, with His Royal Highness Yue's obscene character, he directly greeted the middle of Baiqi's two hi legs.

But the result was unexpectedly. The white chess that recast the body was a strong mess. The tail was pulled directly like a whip, and His Royal Highness Yue was blown over on the spot. As a result, the goods were unrelenting, and the figure turned into a white light. Following the figure of His Royal Highness Yue flying backwards, his tail was pumped desperately and he was furious while pumping. He said, "Pay attention to the dragon's second brother. Let's see if the dragon doesn't castrate you!"

Then His Highness was so depressed that he almost vomited blood, and the paralyzed loach was a fairy!

After cleaning up His Royal Highness Yue, Bai Qi felt that he had revived the dragon wind. According to the development of the plot, there should be a female dragon staring in his eyes and said: Brother Bai, you are so tired! Then say a few modest words. Of course, if the female dragon is strong against us, half pushes and half can follow, and pretend to be a dragon!

But looking back, Ao Ling's face was depressed and not much joy.

Ao Ling originally wanted to follow the strong man. The dragon clan was born to worship the strong and the powerful. Ao Ling was no exception. When the Ghost Valley Witch defeated her, she succed to the Ghost Valley Witch to be driven by the Ghost Valley Witch. However, when she could defeat the Ghost Valley Witch, she would not hesitate to defeat the Ghost Valley Witch. Killing and losing is a shame for the dragon clan. Only by killing each other can they wash away the shame.

But Dazun's words hit her hard.

"You are too weak!"

As long as you unlock the seal on your body, you will be the perfection of Xuanxian. As long as you give yourself another period of time, you can break through the level of ancestral immortals, but such strength is still too weak in the eyes of Da Zun!

When I thought of Dazun saying this, Ao Ling's eyes were a little confused - so stylish!