"Haori, why don't we take advantage of Haolin's absence to compete for the blood of the true dragon with our abilities?" Haorong said with a smile at Haori.

Haori sat on the rock, glanced at him lightly, and did not say anything.

"You see, Haolin is the strongest among us, and now that he is here, isn't this a godsend?" Haorong didn't care about Haori's cold attitude towards him at all, and still spoke in a gentle manner.

"Are you really an idiot?" Hao Ri closed his eyes and stopped paying attention to Hao Rong.

This Haorong has a good calculation, he is injured, and the other party is too many and he is alone, if he really fights, how can he grab it. Only when Haolin comes back, will he be able to snatch the true dragon's blood in his hands. As for this moment, let's hold this Haorong back.

was seen through by Haori's inner thoughts, and Haorong was not ashamed.

Instead, he glanced at the person next to him, and the people around him suddenly understood, and his figure slowly approached Haori who closed his eyes.

This Haori really thinks that he will wait for Haolin to come. Haolin was entangled by the fierce beast at the moment, and it was the best time to seize the blood of the true dragon. The reason why he said this just now was to let Haori relax his vigilance, and secondly, to take the opportunity to rest. After all, when he fought with the Blue Flame Black Bull just now, he lost too much physical strength.

As long as the people around him drag Haori back, isn't the blood of the true dragon in his pocket?

"What do you want to do?!" Although Haori was resting with his eyes closed at the moment, his hearing was so sharp. Even though Haorong and his group had put their steps extremely gently, he still noticed a hint of clues.

He took the giant bow in his hand, pulled out an arrow from the quiver behind his back and put it on the bowstring, and looked at Haorong and the group coldly.

The atmosphere suddenly became a little tense.

Hao Rong didn't expect Hao Ri's perception to be so keen, especially the young man who was pointed at by Hao Ri's arrow, feeling that he was firmly locked by a breath of qi, like a thorn in his back. His back was already wet with cold sweat, and he didn't dare to move.

No one dared to step forward again, after all, there was a bloodstained blue flame black bull lying next to it.

"Don't worry, Haori doesn't dare to make a dead hand, otherwise it won't be the blood of the real dragon, I'm afraid that he will be expelled from the clan!" Seeing Haori with awe-inspiring murderous intent in his eyes, Haorong said with a smile, looking fearless.

These people are the most talented people in the clan, and if Hao Ri says that he has no scruples in his heart, he will definitely not believe it.

Hearing Hao Rong's words, Hao Ri couldn't help frowning. As Haorong said, he didn't dare to make a move, otherwise he would have made a move just now, how would he threaten him.

Sure enough, except for the young man who was locked by Haori's qi machine, everyone else approached again.

"Haorong, you forced me!" Seeing the rest of the people who were approaching, Haori's fingers were not aimed at the young man who was locked by him. Instead, with a lift of the arm, the arrow feather escaped directly into the air.

"Not good!" Seeing Hao Ri acting like this, Hao Rong suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart.

Sure enough, after the arrow feather entered the air, it suddenly burst in the air, making an extremely sharp whistle sound.

He was actually transmitting a signal to Haolin in the distance. I don't know what agreement the two made privately, but I don't have to guess that it must be extremely unfavorable to him.

Now that things have come to this point, Haorong no longer hesitates, and his body swept upwards at a rapid speed. He believed that it wouldn't be long before Haolin would definitely arrive.

Long Yin hid in the distance and took in all of this, it seems that these teenagers are not monolithic inside, so good, the more chaotic he is, the greater his chances of success.

Seeing Haorong's fast-moving figure, Haori's sharp arrow pointed directly at Haorong's heart.

"Stop him!" Hao Rong roared angrily, even if he was locked by Hao Ri's qi machine, he couldn't help but feel numb in his scalp.

Seeing the boss's order, a young man gritted his teeth and slashed towards Haori with a big knife in his hand. Haori had no choice but to put down the giant bow and dodge this blow. When he looked again, where was Haorong's figure.

Haori put down the giant bow in his hand and let many teenagers surround him. After scanning his eyes around the faces of these young men, he said coldly: "Very good, I remember you all!"

He didn't dare to kill these people, at the moment, he could only wait for Haolin's arrival.

Of course, those people didn't dare to make a move on him, after all, the name of the Haotian Twins was too loud, and all they had to do was to help Haorong delay for a while as much as possible.

It didn't take long for Haolin to hurry with a group of people, almost all of whom were injured to varying degrees. Seeing Haori who was surrounded by him, he didn't know that things had become terrible.

As soon as he waved his hand, his people surrounded Haorong's men again.

"Haori, where did that guy Haorong go?" Haolin spoke very quickly, without any calmness on weekdays.

"Let's go, I guess I'm close to the burial place of the chinchilla. Haori looked at the top of the mountain, where the previous pillar of blood emanated, and that was where Totoro's corpse was located.

"Treacherous thing!" Haolin heard this, and his eyebrows were extremely gloomy. Previously, they had agreed to deal with the fierce beasts that came up before deciding the ownership of the true dragon's blood, who knew that Haorong would actually face one set and one back.

If he hadn't kept an extra eye and secretly agreed with Hao Ri when he left that he would fire arrows to warn him if the situation was not right, I am afraid that Hao Rong would have captured the blood of the true dragon and he would have been kept in the dark and killed these fierce beasts for him.

It's just that anger is anger, and he can only press this anger back into his stomach now. Hao Yiling said that as long as anyone gets close to the chinchilla corpse, the blood of the true dragon will belong to whoever owns it, and this cannot be false. At this time, Haorong had already seized the opportunity, and he did not dare to delay.

After he explained a few words to Hao Zihou, he glanced at Hao Ri, and then ran to the top of the mountain. Of course, he wanted to rely on the advantage of numbers to keep Haorong's men and horses and Haori, but now that his injury has not healed, he may not be Haorong's opponent if he fights alone, so he has to choose to join forces with Haori.

As for the many remaining teenagers, they confronted each other, and none of them acted rashly.

No one noticed that a green fox silently bypassed their blockade and headed for the top of the mountain.

Stepping into the top of the mountain, Long Yin could feel a faint aura in the vicinity. Although the breath was very light, it weighed down his heart.

This feeling is like being surrounded by a flood of fierce beasts, surrounded by bloody mouths that are selective and thirsty. A sense of fear continued to emerge in his heart, and if he hadn't forced himself to stay clear, he would have been driven away from this mountain by instinct.

What a strong coercion! A touch of horror flashed in Long Yin's eyes, this coercion that seemed to be absent gave him a feeling that was even more suffocating than what the three king beasts revealed.

Judging from the bits and pieces of information revealed in the words of those teenagers who had been eavesdropping on the mouths of those teenagers before, there was only a terrifying beast in the vicinity that died, and they had come for the blood in its body.

At this time, it wasn't until he really felt this breath that Long Yin had a general understanding of the strength of the dead beast. The coercion that has not yet dissipated after death is so terrifying, what if it is when he is alive? Long Yin dare not imagine.

He followed Haolin and Haori behind the two people, but now, the two of them had disappeared, leaving him far away. It seems that this coercion is only aimed at the beast, or the beast perceives it more strongly.

The farther he walked to the top of the mountain, the stronger this coercion became, and Long Yin almost gave birth to a sense of surrender to the fierce beast he had not yet met. It was as if a voice in his head was constantly ordering him to kneel and worship. The voice was ethereal, but it was like a thorn, constantly whipping his soul.

"Roar!" Long Yin stopped his steps and began to hiss in a low voice. His head was in terrible pain as if he had been hit with an awl all the time.

At this moment, the absurd words on his head suddenly trembled. Like a spring breeze blowing willows, the coercion that filled Long Yin's body suddenly receded like ice and snow melting, and Long Yin suddenly felt clear in his mind.

Long Yin was stunned for a moment, and then continued to walk forward. The Scripture of Wild Words had long been a mysterious existence in his eyes, and he was not surprised that it could help him resist this beastly might.

He doesn't move fast, because he knows it's useless to be fast. There was still an earth-shattering sound in the distance from time to time, and it seemed that the black-haired man and the three fierce beasts had not yet decided a winner.

The longer you fight, the better, and it's best to die together. Although he knew that it was impossible, Long Yin still had so much hope in his heart.

The top of the mountain is also peculiar. The higher you go, the more sparse the vegetation becomes, and the rocks begin to grow.

Finally, there are huge stone pillars nearby, which are obviously carved out by man, and there are even some traces of knife and axe processing on them.

This made Long Yin very puzzled, slowly, there was no grass or trees nearby at all, and he had already stepped into a stone forest. These stone pillars stand tall at root, and at least a few people hug each other. I don't know who is idle to do such a boring thing.

Just thinking about it, Long Yin's ears moved, and there was a sound of fighting in front of him. Because he was blocked by the stone pillars, he couldn't see what was happening in front of him, so he could only hide his body behind the many stone pillars and quietly touch them to find out.

I saw two teenagers fighting in front of me, one with a giant axe in his hand, and the other with no weapon in his hand. It is Haolin and Haorong.

At the top of a stone pillar stood a young man with a huge bow, his arrows aimed at the two young men who were fighting together, but he did not let go of his fingers.

It seems that he is afraid of injuring one of them by mistake.

The giant axe in Haorong's hand turned and swung towards Haolin. Haolin's eyes froze, and he actually used his flesh fist to catch the powerful giant axe.

The giant axe and the meat fist wanted to touch, but it provoked the stars and sparks. Only then did Long Yin see clearly that Haolin's hands were covered with a faint transparent film, which was very tough, protecting Haolin's hands.

The force of the shock made the entangled two people have to separate, and at the moment of separation, only the sound of arrows breaking through the air was heard from a high place, and Hao Rong's body was not yet stable, and he fell to the ground and rolled to the side. Where he had been, an arrow appeared that had sunk into the ground.

The arrow feathers trembled slightly, as if to announce the sinister just now.