"Yan Invincible, this Holy Son has given up here, what else do you want?" Xuanyuan Fengqi's face turned green, what fate, if he could, he would rather never meet Yan Invincible again in this life.

"Xuanyuan Feng, this is your mistake, we are both forbidden race holy sons, we should be closer and closer, how can we look like we are rejecting people thousands of miles away?" Ning Chuan smiled, his face full of kindness.

"Yan Invincible, don't deceive people too much! This Holy Son knows that you have a true god-level magic weapon in your hand, and from now on, for a long time, no one will be able to help you, but don't be too arrogant, a true god-level magic weapon, not only your Yan Demon Clan has!"

"What you said is very reasonable, then, what about the true divine magic weapon of the Holy Son of the Human Royal Clan? Take it out and let this Holy Son see it?" Ning Chuan looked at the other party with a smile, and the smile on his face was as much as he could be beaten.

"You ......" Xuanyuan Feng suddenly became angry, if he had a true god-level magic weapon, would he still need to be so embarrassed? I was afraid that he would have already activated the magic weapon and blasted towards this bastard.

He glared at Ning Chuan, but then found that Ning Chuan didn't even look at him, and had already set his eyes on the Holy Son of the Heavenly Dragon Clan.

Ning Chuan was very satisfied with the performance of the Holy Son of the Heavenly Dragon Clan, this guy was really eye-catching, as early as the moment when Xuanyuan Feng wanted to escape, he stepped forward, yes, really good.

"It seems that you have accepted the reality, very good, you are doing well!" Ning Chuan touched his chin with satisfaction, looking very appreciative.

"......" The poor Holy Son of the Heavenly Dragon Clan was depressed and wanted to vomit blood, what if he didn't accept it, anyway, his soul contract had already been signed.

Ning Chuan looked the Holy Son of the Heavenly Dragon Clan up and down, slightly distracted.

Xuanyuan Feng's jaw almost fell to the ground, what is the situation, this is such an arrogant race of the Tianlong Clan, it has always been the first in the world, why is it now subdued by Yan Invincible?

Not to mention the rumors, the Holy Son of the Celestial Dragon Clan is arrogant by nature and doesn't take anyone seriously? What's going on now? Could it be that he has met a fake Celestial Dragon Clan's Saint Son?

Xuanyuan Feng's head was full of question marks, so much so that he was stunned on the spot, almost forgetting that he was about to become a captive.

And at this moment, Ning Chuan finally came back to his senses and smiled at the Holy Son of the Heavenly Dragon Clan: "It seems that you really want to catch up with Xuanyuan Feng, why don't you borrow it from you for the time being?"

"Huh?" The Holy Son of the Heavenly Dragon Clan was stunned for a moment, he even had some doubts about whether he had heard it wrong, the Heaven Swallowing Gourd was a true god-level magic weapon, and now it had become something in the Yan Invincible bag, how could this guy be willing to lend it?

But soon, the Holy Son of the Heavenly Dragon Clan was relieved.

Now that he has become Yan Invincible's servant, to put it mildly, it is Yan Invincible's private property, and the Heaven Swallowing Gourd was handed over to him, but the left hand was turned into the right hand, and Yan Invincible did not have any loss.

As soon as he thought of this, the expression of the Holy Son of the Heavenly Dragon Clan suddenly darkened, this incomparably precious true god-level magic weapon should have belonged to him, and the endless glory and aura should also appear above his head. If he wasn't too arrogant, how could he have fallen into the path of Yan Invincible.

"You don't have to be discouraged!" Ning Chuan had already seen the depression of the Heavenly Dragon Clan's Holy Son, and he sent a voice to comfort: "Now that you have signed a soul contract with me, there is no difference between the Heaven Swallowing Gourd and putting it on me. Therefore, if your performance satisfies me in the future, it is not impossible for this true magic weapon to be returned to you. ”

"Really?" The Holy Son of the Heavenly Dragon Clan's eyes widened, he couldn't believe his ears, he never thought that the lost True God Magic Weapon would actually be able to return to his hands again.

"Do you think I have to lie to you?" Ning Chuan smiled and directly threw the Sky Devouring Gourd to the Heavenly Dragon Clan's Holy Son, "Although this True God Artifact has already recognized me as the master, with my permission, you can still use it! Go and catch up with your old friend Xuanyuan Feng! When the opportunity is right in the future, I will erase the soul mark about me in the Sky Devouring Gourd and return it to you in earnest!"

"Thank you, Brother Yan......" The Holy Son of the Heavenly Dragon Clan had mixed feelings in his heart, although he could vaguely guess that when Yan Wushu really returned him to the Heavenly Gourd, it must have been a long time later, but he still couldn't help but be a little grateful.

Of course, it is more of a complex emotion, I want to hate but can't hate, I want to be angry but I can't vent it.

Looking up, Xuanyuan Feng, the Holy Son of the Human Royal Clan, was standing there stupidly, with a look of surprise and some mockery.

This gaze immediately angered the Holy Son of the Heavenly Dragon Clan, and I saw him waving the Sky Devouring Gourd in his hand and smashing it towards Xuanyuan Feng furiously.

"Damn!" Xuanyuan Feng's face turned green, who did he learn this way of fighting, a true god-level magic weapon, it was really shameful and wasteful to pick it up and use it as a brick.

But thinking about it, Xuanyuan Feng didn't dare to resist, and as soon as his figure flashed, he had to dodge the past.

Airplanes......

Suddenly, a black suction force erupted from the mouth of the gourd, sweeping the Xuanyuan wind.

Xuanyuan Feng's face changed wildly, feeling like he had fallen into a quagmire, his body was stagnant, and he was quickly frozen by a mysterious force. What's even more terrifying is that the terrifying suction power poured into his body, like thousands of strange insects, frantically devouring his spiritual power.

In just a few breaths, the spiritual power in Xuanyuan Feng's body was close to drying up, and even the Human King Battle Armor could not be maintained.

Bang dang......

The Holy Son of the Heavenly Dragon Clan saw the opportunity to cut off the suction in the Heaven Devouring Gourd, and then picked it up directly and slapped it on Xuanyuan Feng's head. I only heard a muffled bang, and the latter was suddenly slapped thousands of feet away, breaking a large area of mountain rock, and did not move for a long time.

Under this blow, Xuanyuan Feng suffered an unprecedented blow, his skull was almost cracked, his face was red with blood, and a large number of stars appeared in front of him.

Rumble......

The Holy Son of the Heavenly Dragon Clan was unforgiving, found Xuanyuan Feng in the crack of the mountain rock, and picked up the Sky Swallowing Gourd again and smashed it fiercely. Although the poor royal saint son is as strong as a divine dragon in his physical body, he is still vulnerable in front of the true god-level magic weapon, and in just a few breaths, his whole body is already covered with scars, and there are countless broken bones, and he can see that there is only qi coming out and no qi entering.

In the end, Ning Chuan couldn't bear to look at it anymore: "Let's stop in moderation, I'm afraid that if we continue, I'm afraid that someone will die!"

Call......

The Holy Son of the Heavenly Dragon Clan gasped heavily, his face was covered with sweat, and it was also a very tiring thing to beat people. However, after this venting, his mood was much better.

Like a dead dog, he dragged Xuanyuan Feng on one leg and dragged the whole person in front of Ning Chuan, and then looked at Xuanyuan Feng, who was on the verge of a coma, and said, "Are you convinced?"

"I'm ¥#%......" Xuanyuan Feng suddenly scolded, he had already beaten him, didn't he still want to let it go?

His face was swollen into a pig's head, and his speech was a little leaky: "The Holy Self (son) of the Tianlong Clan, I am high (suing) you, and I will not die with you (rest) ......"

Ning Chuan just drank a sip of spirit wine and squirted out directly, it was like this, and he didn't forget to threaten, how tough are you?

Boom......

The Holy Son of the Heavenly Dragon Clan didn't say a word, and smashed a gourd down. Not long after, a large red envelope bulged out on Xuanyuan's head, shaped like a horn.

"Are you convinced?" the Heavenly Dragon Clan's holy son asked again with a calm gaze.

"Serve your ancestors......"

Boom...... Bang bang bang......

"Convincing or not?"

"Paste (service), I paste (serve) ......" Xuanyuan Feng had a crying tone in his voice, and his speech was even more leaky, two lines of tears flowed from his eyes, who is this special to provoke whom, I just discovered the ruins, and I haven't had time to explore, but in the end I ended up like this, it's unreasonable.

He had to give in, otherwise he was likely to be beaten to death by the Holy Son of the Heavenly Dragon Clan, this guy was simply a psychopath, he had been staring at him frantically since they met, and he was no different from a mad dog.

"Just take it!" The Holy Son of the Heavenly Dragon Clan nodded with satisfaction, his purpose had been achieved, and he believed that Xuanyuan Feng would never reveal today's matter, on the contrary, he would cover it up in every possible way.

Otherwise, I am afraid that the matter of him being beaten by fat today will be made public.

Thinking of this, the corner of the Holy Son of the Heavenly Dragon Clan hooked up a smile, and his mood completely improved. He glanced at Xuanyuan Feng and didn't speak again.

Seeing this, Xuanyuan Feng was dumbfounded, this bastard beat him fatly, and there was no follow-up? What is the situation here? Crazy ravaged Lao Tzu, what is the picture?

You can pretend to rob me of my things, so that at least I feel better, but now that I am silent after beating people, I am very uncomfortable and very worried.

Xuanyuan Feng's face was swollen and he stood there stunned, feeling that the whole world had lost its color.

"Brother Xuanyuan, you can go......" Ning Chuan really couldn't stand it anymore, and waved his hand, a little sympathetic to Xuanyuan Feng. Obviously, the Holy Son of the Heavenly Dragon Clan is holding back his grievances and anger in his stomach and has nowhere to vent his anger, this guy is unlucky and hits the muzzle.

"Say goodbye (resignation) ......" Xuanyuan Feng said such a leaky sentence and limped away from the ruins.

"Alas...... It's really a little reluctant, after all, you can exchange it for precious heavenly and earthly treasures from the human royal family, and it is really a huge loss to let him go like this......" Ning Chuan's eyes flickered, and he struggled a little in his heart.

Xuanyuan Feng, who had just buried one foot in the exit of the ruins, suddenly shuddered, and instantly understood why Yan Wushu would appear in the ruins with more than twenty holy sons and saints.

Originally...... Those people were all his invincible captives, and they were used to exchange with the major forbidden races for the treasures of heaven and earth.

Crazy, this guy is just crazy!

It was more than twenty Holy Sons and Holy Maidens, and behind them stood more than twenty forbidden races, each of which was not weaker than the Flame Demon Group. But Yan Wushu was not afraid at all, and directly imprisoned these holy sons and saints, wasn't he afraid of bringing extinction to the Yan Demon Group?

Xuanyuan Feng shuddered again, and hurriedly drilled into the exit of the ruins, eager to have a few more legs.

He was ready to reveal the news to the more than twenty forbidden races......