Chapter 302: Divine Dragon Messenger
"Thousand Illusion God! Are you awake? ”
This time, the attitude of all the Qingluo people towards Yun Xinran has changed, and they are not as respectful as before just because of the old patriarch, but they really have respect for Yun Xinran in their hearts. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info You must know that the Demon Pill is shattered and the foundation is damaged, what kind of genius Earth Treasure does it take to refine the Nine Turns Nirvana Pill, so that there can be a glimmer of hope.
But the person in front of him actually used his own strength to recover the old patriarch's fatal wounds for many years, and also repaired the old patriarch's foundation, and it is expected that his cultivation will continue to break through, this kind of power is simply heavenly!
Yun Xinran glanced at the reverent gazes of the people around him, and smiled bitterly in his heart, if he didn't have the Pangu Jade space, then I am afraid that today would not be treated respectfully by them, but would be besieged.
"Boom!" A loud bang sounded outside the cave, and then a scream came in!
"What's going on?" All the clansmen were a little flustered.
As soon as the old patriarch raised the dragon head cane in his hand, the Qingluo people quieted down. And the old patriarch's face was also ugly.
Yun Xinran was puzzled in her heart, but before she could release her divine thoughts to investigate, she first heard a man's playful and sharp voice: "Ouch, what day did you forget today, you didn't take it to the clan to welcome us, but you came to such a place, and it was easy to find it, this is the punishment!" ”
Yun Xinran frowned, she had already seen the situation outside the cave. An old man dressed in a gorgeous robe, wearing a purple and gold crown, looking like a dog, pouted his mouth, squinted at all the Qingluo people who had just come out of the cave, sneered and raised his hand to swing a sword, and another Qingluo tribe fell in a pool of blood with his head in a different place, and his body was split in two, and he soon could not maintain his human form, and directly turned into a withered flower without any sound.
However, after the old man killed someone, he didn't look like he frowned, and this kind of thing seemed to be a common thing for him.
However, the Qingluo people were also unexpected, without any violent reaction, but when they saw the clansmen die, their eyes were sad a lot, but more numb, as if this kind of thing had happened not once or twice, but countless times.
Maybe it's because of Qin Yue, Yun Xinran has a particularly complicated feeling for these Qingluo people, plus the respectful eyes of these people just now, he also said that he wants to live and die with them, live and die together! But now, she watched the person she swore to protect die in front of her.
Her eyes immediately turned red, this guy who appeared only looked like he was around the ninth order of the Heavenly Spirit, but he didn't have any respect for the Holy Spirit people below, including the old patriarch, he held his head high, as if the Qingluo people below who had cultivated a lot more than him were all ants!
When Yun Xinran was in Qingxuanyuan, she knew that the strength of this world was respected, and the weak should respect the strong, whether it was friend or foe, she didn't agree with this kind of thing, but when she really saw that it was just an ant but it was high enough to point fingers at an elephant, her heart was furious.
"Oh, it turned out to be the Divine Dragon Messenger, I didn't know that the messenger arrived, I missed the distance, please forgive the messenger!" The old patriarch walked out of the clan with a dragon's head cane, and bowed to the old man with a purple and gold crown high above.
"Oh? Unexpectedly, the old man Qingmu has become so young, oops, I really didn't expect it, couldn't it be you - what good treasure did you get, but you swallowed it privately? As soon as the old man with the purple gold crown saw the young patriarch walk out, a pair of eyes that were not too big narrowed, and there were streams of light shining inside. His longevity is also about to be exhausted, but his status in the family is too low, how can the genius earth treasure that can increase his longevity be so easy to get? But looking at the appearance of this Qingmu old man, I am afraid that there are hundreds of years of life, such a genius treasure, it is really a pity to give such a cheap demon.
"The envoy seems to remember that a hundred years ago, you collided with Long Yichang, and your vitality was greatly injured and weakened, but now it seems that your complexion is not only the increase in longevity, but this internal injury has probably recovered, right?"
When the old patriarch heard this, his face changed slightly, and he also used three points of force to hold the dragon's head cane, and a sense of humiliation was suppressed in his heart, but he couldn't show it.
Yun Xinran stood aside, the anger in her heart rushed upward, but seeing that the old patriarch didn't speak, she couldn't act recklessly, so she had to suppress her anger, but her eyes were red.
"That's it, originally this time you waited for the negligence of the envoy, the envoy needed to take away double the untouchables to serve the eldest prince, but the envoy pondered, you have something better, then the extra double, the envoy will be exempted, as long as you offer the genius treasure that makes you increase your longevity, hum, the envoy thinks, you should know how cheap you are, if you die, you will die, how to use such a rare thing?"
The old patriarch's fingers almost crushed the dragon head crutch in his hand, and the aura on his body was also extremely thick, not only the old patriarch, but also behind the old patriarch, all the Qingluo people glared angrily at the old man with the purple and gold crown above!
"Look at it, I'm very angry, I'm watching the old man gouge out your eyeballs! Tell you to wait, you are just a dog raised by my Shenlong clan, and it is also the mercy of my Shenlong clan, which has left your clan for thousands of years, you don't know how to be grateful, so what's the use of keeping your clan? Hum hum ...... "The old man with the purple gold crown swept his eyes over all the Qingluo people present, and smiled lowly, and the laughter gradually became louder and louder.
The old patriarch raised his head, his face was already full of hideousness, and he threw the dragon's head crutch to the ground, and suddenly a cloud of dust and smoke shook up: "You, have you laughed enough?" ”
The old man with the purple gold crown was a little overwhelmed by this sudden shock, and when he saw the hideous face of the old patriarch, he was also frightened and retreated a long distance, but thinking of the huge background behind him, the old man with the purple gold crown raised his head again, and his face became hideous: "What is it, it's just a group of lowly flower demons, who dare to talk like this to the envoy, hmph, you know ......"