Your Highness is worried that you won't get enough points before you get the Dragon Soul Orb?"

In Asgard in Ba Huang, a game is coming to an end. The middle-aged man, with a pale face and elegant manners, smiled gently, and looked at the chess path in front of him with a hint of admiration. "It's a game like this that can turn things around and have the biggest inside information," he said. His Highness must be one of the people who most wanted to kill this man. But no one wants to bring it up except to say a few words and offer a little help in some customs. He was not involved in any plot to assassinate him. How many dragon gods do you want?"

The man in the yellow robe remained calm. On the chessboard, having already won, calmly said: "How much are you going to give me?"

The middle-aged man with elegant demeanor smiled and said, "It seems that what I said before is not quite in line with His Highness's wishes!"

The yellow-robed man said lightly: "The dragon soul is the remnant of the ancient race, and I am the blood descendant of the ancient dragon. Even our practice skills are related to dragons. So, do you think the ten dragon souls you promised are enough?"

The elegant man smiled bitterly and said, "But in this matter, the power under the Nine Heavens is not enough. If His Highness is already thinking about more dragon gods, why don't you have more power?haha, if Your Highness is willing to do this, even the gods can invite you, so that we don't have to prepare so many babies to die, let alone take a huge risk to take out the forbidden big killer of the demon world!"

The man in the yellow robe said lightly: "I am the emperor outside the clouds, and I despise assassination!"

A middle-aged man with elegant manners smiled and suddenly asked, "Where are the heads of the four departments beside His Highness?"

The yellow-robed man said calmly, "They have their own business!"

The elegant-looking man added, "I think I can get the dragon soul because I have a treasure inherited from the primeval dragon that can show where the dragon soul is. The ascended skies come from a bloodline called the Primordial Dragon. Although this statement is too old to tell the truth from the false, since I said so, I think the Nine Heavenly Dynasty will have some inheritance treasures......"

The yellow-robed man remained silent, as if acquiescing.

The middle-aged man got up with a wry smile and said, "Then the person sent by His Highness should have already taken the Dragon Soul Bead?"

The yellow man just looked down at the chessboard and didn't seem to hear.

The middle-aged man shook his head, sighed, and said, "It's like this game, I thought I won, but I didn't expect ......"

He thought with more and more admiration, "Your Highness's plan is truly unparalleled. If the Eight Barren Cities and the Fairy Alliance were examined, they would surely find that there were many forces involved in the murder. It just so happens that there is no rising sky. The consequences of this event were naturally brought back by those noble families and officials. When the ascended sky comes, it will certainly not come out, nor will it eliminate the consequences of the previously mentioned events!"

The yellow-robed man finally smiled and said, "You made a so-called promise, not me!"

The middle-aged man gave a thumbs up and said, "Therefore, the final result is that the Nine Heavenly Kings have obtained the Dragon Soul. His Highness was the only one left out in the cold, and the blame fell on the noble family. Your Highness has done nothing but be the winner in the end!"

After a long time, the yellow-robed man smiled faintly and said, "I promised you that the dragon soul would give it to you!"

The middle-aged man smiled, "Because I have to use my power to open the seal, right?"

The man in the yellow robe said nothing.

"Your Highness, this seat is lost ......"

The middle-aged man clenched his fists helplessly, and laughed very admiringly.

Only a deep smile seems to have a deeper meaning.

......

......

At this time, on the edge of the Demon Abyss, on the battlefield of Ghost Tooth Mountain.

The four mysterious old Shura obtained the Dragon Soul Bead, and forced back Shura's pursuit with a Eight Treasure Gourd, and they were fleeing from the far sky, this Eight Treasure Gourd was very weird and terrifying, and the void was divided into an area where there was no one, and Shura was anxious again, but looking at the black gourd, looking at those who were infected by the literature, he roared in pain, but no one dared to catch up.

Seeing that the four mysterious old Shura were about to escape from heaven, but at this time, a light sigh suddenly came.

"Did I say that if I saw you hurt others with the plague again, I would kill you?"

The voice is dull, but it seems to contain some kind of power.

Even if the killing sound on the battlefield is shocking now, the sound is very clear, as if it is ringing in the ears.

"Who is it?"

The hearts of the four mysterious old cultivators trembled for no reason, and the speed was slow.

"Let's go!"

The other three old repairmen were only startled and continued to rush forward.

But the old monk who sacrificed the Eight Treasures Gourd suddenly had a very strange feeling. The other three didn't realize who said it at this moment, but the old monk suddenly remembered something incredible.

His eyes were frightened, and he looked back.

The direction he saw was the Kowloon fire prevention site.

At this time, Jiulong Lihu, has been covered there for more than half an hour, has become silent, it seems that there has been no movement for a long time, presumably the people inside have been refined, just sacrificed Jiulong from the fire cover, and did not intend to bring it back, as early as after the sacrifice, it had already floated away, so as not to be caught, and then forcibly opened them.

In the eyes of all cultivators, the people inside had already been refined to death.

Kowloon is far away from fire barriers. Once it covers the enemy, the enemy will not die and the sacred flame will not be extinguished.

But now, the divine fire has been extinguished for a long time, and the people inside must have died a long time ago...

"Bang!"

But just when they were having this thought, they suddenly heard a loud noise, coming out of the Nine Dragons Fire Cover, that indescribable force, shaking the surrounding void There were black cracks, and the root value of the Nine Dragons Fire Cover was in the void, like a big tree planted on the ground, but now, the person who was born shook the entire cover violently, and then tore it into a void.

"Tao Zi ......"

Surrounded by the cover, the old deacon, covered in blood, and Guan Ao of Forgotten Island were taken aback.

His eyes were filled with surprise as he looked at the mask that made them despair.

"Bad ......"

It turned out that the old repair of the gourd offered by Wen Babao was already undecided, and the divine power was shocked.

"Wow......"

The black gourd hit the lid and black smoke poured out.

When Guan Ao saw this scene, he let out a tiger roar and kicked into the gourd.

But at this moment, there was a loud noise from the Nine Dragons Fire Cover, and then I saw the light of the main fire appear, directly overturning the cover, and then a figure flashed out of the cover, and the knife in front of it was light and smart, and the five fingers were pressed weakly, and a flame was beating in the palm of the hand, shooting directly towards the entire gourd, refining all the black gas inside.

Wisps of flame flickered, and the gourd turned into ashes, as if it had never appeared.

"That can't ......"

The mysterious old cultivator saw his Eight Treasure Alchemy Gourd and revealed two surprised eyes.

I don't know if it's impossible to say that the gourd is refined, or if it's impossible to say that the person in the hood will come out ...

But all in all, he felt a wave of panic and turned and fled.

However, he had to stop within a few steps.

Because the person who refined the Eight Treasure Wen Gourd had already walked up behind him and pressed his shoulder.

This mysterious old cultivator had a violent heartbeat for a while, and his body didn't dare to move.

However, instead of killing him immediately, the owner of this hand raised his other hand and moved forward.

It was such a simple action, but in front of the three old cultivators who had escaped from dozens of miles away, a purple light appeared, flew through the void, and came to the person's side, suddenly stopped, revealing the appearance of a bead.

It circled around the figure, jumping and flying as if it were so close to us.

Because this man is his master.

The only place in the world that is connected to it can directly call it.

"Dragon Soul Bead ......"

The three mysterious old repairmen were frightened and ran after the beads desperately. The purpose of their trip was originally such a bead. If they ran away with the beads, naturally it didn't matter, but they didn't have to run.

At that time, the people around us were terrified, looking at the shadows in the void.

Wearing a simple green robe, there are no hairpin accessories, that is because all the accessories of Kowloon are refined into ashes from the fire cover, so he can only use mana to refine a green robe, which is simply covered on himself.

However, although there are no accessories, his whole person is elegant and calm, as if blessed by some kind of power between heaven and earth, there is an invisible noble meaning, his hair is fluttering, his green robe is swinging, and there is no fire intent, entangled around his body, the fire is pervasive, and the nine dragon shadows are looming, making him like a god, standing quietly in the void.

At this moment, the heavens and the earth seemed to be darkened, and only his figure seemed to be very clear.

Looking at the beads flying around him, he nodded slightly, and then his gaze swept around.

Facing the gaze, everyone subconsciously felt short-lived.

"What's going on......"

"How could he survive......"

Facing his gaze, everyone's hearts chuckled, and they hardly dared to look at him directly.

Whether it is the eight Hades Kings in the Nine Shadows Palace, or the black-robed old man chasing the white cat, the enchanting siren, the four mysterious elders, etc., and even the old deacon, Guan Ao, the white cat, etc...

At this time, they all showed a look of disbelief.

Yue Teng!

It was Yue Teng, who had been covered by the fire shield of the Nine Dragons. How could he still be alive?

It is enough to refine the existence of God and destroy magic, that is, to transform the realm of God and live and be refined to death in that cover.

Why did he come out alive?

"It's a foolproof good game......"

Yue Teng was in mid-air, his gaze slowly swept over Xiu, then lowered his eyes, he praised in a low voice, and then watched the mysterious old Xiu being pressed on his shoulder with his right hand, although he had already guessed who he was, his body was still straight, and then he ripped off the black towel on his face, revealing a strange, miserable green face.

"Ji Lao Xian ......"

Many people around know about this old monster.

In fact, as soon as the Eight Treasures Gourd appeared, I don't know how many people recognized him.

"I know you, you are the master of the Nine Heavens Plague Department, your name is Xiao Ji, and everyone else calls you an old immortal......"

Yue Teng looked at him, opened his mouth calmly, said that he had revealed his identity, and then said, "Did he really plan this murder?"