Long Live The Emperor!

Chapter 142 141. The group of dragons pulls the coffin (first more)

Before Bo Qi walked to a barren cliff, he suddenly jumped down, only when he touched the sea, he quietly turned into a golden giant flood.

Mo Ying dived towards the deep sea.

Soon

In a dull coral sea.

The dialogue between Jiao Jing came.

Bo Qiyan said concisely: "He agreed."

Many voices came:

"That's good, with the acquiescence of the Su family, this time we can let go and do it."

"Yes, but we still need to separate our strength to protect Nasu's family. He must not have an accident."

"The strength of King Tianjiao is unfathomable. He stepped into the tenth realm with the incomparable body of the dragon. This realm is completely incomparable to the tenth realm of human beings. Even if the Su family is strong, they can rely on the gods to kill the spirits. , But after all, it will not be the opponent of King Tianjiao."

"Yes, how can the tenth stage of the ant compare with the tenth stage of the dragon?"

Bo Qi said: "I think that Feng's north and south strength is not weak, even if I am against him, there may not be much chance of winning."

"Humans who have never awakened the blood of the gods and demons, and have never played to their extremes, are still humans after all. King Qi is not going to be arrogant."

Bo Qi thought for a while, then suddenly said, "Bo Xue."

A slender golden dragon swam out.

Bo Qi said: "Your speed is agile, and you are among the best in my Haijiao clan. At that time, you secretly protect the Nasu family. If the situation is not right, you will immediately turn into the Jiao and take him away thousands of miles away."

The slender Jin Jiao said enchantingly: "I don't want to be ridden by a human being."

Bo Qi ignored her words directly, and then went to arrange other matters.

Five days later.

The real decisive battle is when he brings the strong among the many dragon spirits, against the half dragon and the sky dragon king.

The advantage of one's own side lies in the fact that it has more than Jiao, and it also lies in the intentional arithmetic.

Five days later.

Rumble! !

The sky above the sky is like a thunder father personally, beating the drum frantically, and lightning falls from the sky,

Immediately afterwards, the torrential rain continued, like the mountain-like clouds collapsed, and the Tianhe, which broke the blockage, poured down from the heights.

The mountains were also boulders rolling down, and the trees, like being blown by the gods, were overwhelmed one after another, and the swelling stream became turbulent and rushed to the distance.

By the stream, a man dressed as an official hurriedly pressed the hat and ran vigorously.

"God thief, are you going to flood all the coastal areas!"

The man's name is Zhao Xuan, one of the servants of the lord of Juye City.

Although Lei Lu, the lord of the Great Industry City, is the name of the lord, but now the big business is chaotic, Lei Lu, who has been rooted here for a long time, has become the emperor of this place and has become the emperor of this place.

But the gods are not beautiful. This year's floods and floods have been particularly serious. What is worse is that the coastal areas are full of tsunamis. In just over a month, I don't know how many people have died and how many refugees have been born.

Lei Lu was suffering from a headache. Suddenly he heard that there was an immortal on the seashore who was helping the world to save people, calling for rain, throwing beans into soldiers, slaying demons and slaying demons, and the paper man came back to life with a single breath. On the one hand, he hurriedly sent people to find this fairy.

Zhao Xuan is one of them.

He searched this mountain, but the fairy is not here.

Only then was I ready to leave, but suddenly it rained.

"what!!"

Zhao Xuan suddenly yelled, and he was not paying attention, his feet were light, his body lost balance, and he flew up.

When he landed heavily, pain came, and at the same time, a gust of wind seemed to set him off again.

Zhao Xuan hurriedly got lucky, the real air flow turned and filled his limbs, using the method of jacks in the rivers and lakes, forcibly pressing down his body, rooting his feet on the ground, and then slowly walking around.

His expression was a little shocked, he was a close attendant to the city lord, if according to the latest realm determination given by Fengyun Tower, he was a master of the seventh realm, but he would still be blown by the wind.

He raised his head again, and the hat he was hanging on disappeared in an instant.

The sky and the earth were completely awkward at this time. His official clothes were already drenched, and his eyes could not be opened at all. The cold raindrops were smashed between his eyebrows and on the bridge of his nose.

Zhao Xuan hurried down the mountain and ran wildly.

The weird thing is

As soon as he stepped down the mountain steps with his front foot, the rain became much smaller.

Zhao Xuan looked back in amazement. The whole mountain was bathed in Tianhe, like a doomsday scene, but there was nothing at all under the mountain, as if it were two different worlds.

"Seeing a ghost, is there really something wrong with it?"

Zhao Xuan shook his head. As a person from the rivers and lakes, he has always heard that there are spirits, but he has never seen it once, so he regarded it as a strange talk and didn't care about it.

He was about to leave, suddenly widened his eyes in shock, and fell on his knees on the rainy stone steps in disbelief, looking at the heights.

On the mountain tops in the distance, we could vaguely see strips of magical shadows flying across the rain curtain from high in the sky.

The leading demon shadow was extremely long and huge, and the following more than a dozen demon shadows were dragging extremely long black objects, which seemed to be coffins.

Around the extremely long sarcophagus were many magical shadows, patrolling like guards.

Zhao Xuan was right,

The long black object was the coffin. Inside the coffin were all comatose virgins. There were so many virgins. They were stacked like goods, except that they were not dead.

The magic shadow is the Jiao Jing.

A group of scorpions pulls the coffin, shuttles through the rain curtain, such a scene, even mortals can't believe it.

Bang! ! !

The whole mountain trembled.

The black sarcophagus fell heavily in front of a temple.

The temple is huge, and the three characters "Dragon King Temple" are written on the plaque.

The font is brilliant,

But for some reason, it was covered with a layer of gray and black at this time, showing a different kind of gloom and evil, and it was creepy.

In the next instant, black smoke blew up.

The group of floodwaters were gone, there were only stubborn men with cold faces and limbs.

Among these people, the shortest are more than two meters, covered with flesh, and even through the skin, they can feel the vigor of blood. These "people" can carry the masters of the ninth phantom realm among human beings only by relying on their bodies. attack.

Creak

The door of the Longwang Temple suddenly opened, and it was a sincere invitation.

The twelve strong men suddenly grabbed the extremely long black sarcophagus, and lifted it up.

The sarcophagus rose from the ground and was carried to the Dragon King Temple.

In the sarcophagus, thousands of boys and girls are rolling along with the bumps.

The human form that Tianjiao King transformed into was more than four meters tall, with his head bare, his body exuding terrifying pressure, holding his hands, and scanning his surroundings with a domineering posture.

In the valley on the other side, hundreds of "people" transformed into Jiao Jiao were waiting quietly.

The golden-clad girl turned into by Bo Xue was about to jump up, but was caught by another middle-aged golden-clad man who was nearly four meters tall.

The middle-aged Jin Jia is Bo Qi.

Bo Qi shook his head to the girl and said softly, "Waiting for the opportunity."

Another brawny man in black said: "Miss, when they throw the virgins into the underground extremity and start the ritual, we will take action.

At that time, the half-dragons in the Dragon King Temple will be dragged, and the many good hands brought by the Tianjiao King also need to prevent the ritual damage, and have to be guarded. At that time, we only need to deal with the Tianjiao King.

We will lose if we shoot now. "

"The Su family hasn't come yet."

"My appointment with him was intentionally late for a long time. He should be on his way."

"Do it well, otherwise we really need to take care of him."

The parties are ready to be in place.

In front of the Dragon King Temple, a monk suddenly walked out and appeared before the eyes of many flood spirits.

The monk could not see his age, praying with his right hand, and fiddled with the rosary quickly with his left.

The middle-aged Taoist priest was holding the sword and pressing the stack of talisman in his arms with his left hand.

The two looked at each other.

The middle-aged Taoist priest saw this monk and was surprised: "Monk Xiushan, why are you here?"

The monk smiled and said, "If the Taoist priests of the Zhenwu Pavilion of Xuankong Mountain come, can the monks come?"

The two looked at each other

Everything speaks for itself.

Both of them have stepped out of the top rankings, but they are still half a step into the realm of legends, and both are leaders in their respective schools.

It's just that the troubled times are still closing the mountain, not to mention that at the beginning of the killing and robbery, all the sects that knew about it had forbidden disciples to go out, and even forbid disciples to provoke trouble.

Because in this period, death is almost nothing. If any school wants to find grievances, unless it wants to involve its entire school and affect the whole body, this is the situation at the beginning of this killing.

Ordinary people may not be able to see it, but these big forces can see it clearly. At this time, those who are still running outside are all running with their heads in their hands.

Now, the right and wrong in this Dragon King Temple, but the big right and wrong.

According to door rules, neither of them should come.

But they all came.

Because both of them could feel the popularity in the sarcophagus, and the demonic energy that skyrocketed here.

In the world of evil and evil, if you want to mess with the common people, you just give up this body, so what? !

King Tianjiao coldly swept these two lifeless things, and he was not ready to take a shot. Two giants flew out behind him.

The monk and Taoist hurriedly resisted, but when they fought each other, they felt that their blood was rolling. These giants were not humans at all, and the power they used was the real power of the dragon.

King Tianjiao clapped his hands again, and suddenly four giants walked out.

Six Jiao pressed the two people, and the two of them vomited blood in an instant. They knelt down in the rain, probing their hands to grab the magical artifacts bestowed in the door, but their magical artifacts were all small artifacts and they had not been used yet. He was blown away by the Heavenly Jiao King in one breath.

The two of them looked like dust, but they looked like death at home.

Obviously mortal situation, but still smiling at each other.

"Kill the Heavenly Tribulation and Impermanence!!"

"The heavens are impermanent, and the dharmas are impermanent.

"Monk regret it?"

"No regrets, someone has to stand up."

"it is good!"

There was blood in the pores of the two of them, and the seven orifices were shocked and covered with blood.

The six strong men are ready to deal with them,

The King Tianjiao was feeling the surroundings for a long time before slowly turning his head back. The two people should have been involved here accidentally, it was nothing, his heart was about to let go.

But after all, it hasn't let go.

King Tianjiao turned his head abruptly, staring at the entrance to the peak.

An umbrella,

A lonely shadow,

In this violent storm, like a stroll in the garden,

With each step, the figure is tens of feet away.

The figure walked to the temple, put away the umbrella with a gentle motion, looked up at King Tianjiao, and asked faintly: "What's in the coffin?"

(End of this chapter)