Today's four more, this is the first one. Speaking of double the monthly pass time, brothers, can you give me a guaranteed monthly pass! Thanks, grief! The monthly pass has zero eggs, and it looks miserable to say.

If this little beast against the sky is allowed to grow, who else in this world can help it? The answer is, no!

Therefore, in the hearts of the sect venerables, there are a thousand, ten thousand who do not want this beast to grow. What's more, it was he who provided Long Jing to make the other party grow.

And when Wu Huang made this request, although there was no expression on the pavilion master's face, Wu Huang could see that the pavilion master's emotions were mostly happy, but he didn't show it to stimulate the sect honor.

"Alright! Give you a hundred dragon crystals, a hundred barrels of dragon essence blood, and a hundred barrels of ice phoenix essence blood! The sect respected looked at the colorful light dragon under the pavilion master's seat and said helplessly.

"Dignified Sect Honor, the amount of energy is so small!" Seeing the sect venerable gritting his teeth and saying these conditions, the pavilion master shook his head and slowly spoke: "One thousand dragon crystals, three thousand barrels of dragon essence blood, three thousand barrels of flying phoenix essence blood. This is a trivial matter for the storage of the temple, so why shouldn't the sect venerable be generous to the juniors! Perhaps, in the future, you will sigh for today's generosity, and rejoice not necessarily! ”

The pavilion master's words seemed to be pointed, and the sect honor's eyes flickered, and finally sighed, nodded helplessly, and said, "Okay! I'll give! What about the seven princesses of Xiaoqin Sheng? And what compensation do you want? ”

Mo Qianqian swept the hair of his ears and sideburns, and said with a smile: "Originally, the junior just wanted an explanation, and he didn't need compensation." But since the master has a life. The younger generation can only obey the master's orders. It's just that I don't have anything I need, but since the junior brother has such a need, I'm the senior sister. You can't turn a blind eye, Your Excellency can also give the younger generation a thing that the junior disciple needs! I hope that His Excellency will be fulfilled! ”

Mo Qianqian's words made a smile appear on the pavilion master's face!

And the sect honor's face was even darker, he only felt that this little qin saint, who was usually known for his gentleness and generosity, was actually not a good person!

Only Wu Huang knew that the senior sister didn't really deliberately make things difficult for the sect, but because. On her body, there is a strand of love that has been tied to his little junior brother, and the senior sister is not deliberately making trouble at this time, but really wants to help him!

This. It makes Wu Huang's heart feel as if it has been filled with honey, sweet!

Senior sister, Xiaoqin Sheng, one of the three little saints in the world, in his mind. Almost the same as Aunt Xiaohan, it can be said that she is the most perfect woman. And this is the most perfect woman in his opinion, there is actually a strand of love tied to him, how can he not feel beautiful in his heart!

"Uh-huh. My thoughts are the same as those of the senior sister! Thank you, Your Excellency! Bauhinia Rose said with a grin.

Predictable. This Bauhinia Rose is definitely deliberately making trouble! Treasures or something. She is not uncommon, in the treasury of the palace, she can almost have anything. However, the storage of dragon crystal and dragon blood is not as large as the storage capacity of the temple, which can be said to be military supplies.

Because if the dragon crystal is used on the magic crystal cannon, its power is more than several times stronger than that of ordinary magic crystals, and it also carries a wisp of dragon power, which is almost fatal to the war beasts on the battlefield. Under Long Wei, almost all the ninth-level war beasts will be affected by it.

As for dragon blood, whether it is painting demons or alchemy, it is a very precious thing.

However, this is a very precious and rare thing for ordinary people, but for the temple, it is a normal necessity with a very large stockpile.

When His Excellency heard Bauhinia Rose's words, his face turned even darker, and he stared at the Pavilion Master fiercely, as if he wanted the Pavilion Master to say something fair, he didn't bully people like this! All three of them are the same conditions, that's three thousand dragon crystals, nine thousand barrels of dragon essence blood, and nine thousand barrels of phoenix bird essence blood! …,

Three thousand dragon crystals, that is three thousand dragons, three thousand dragons, at most, refining thirty thousand barrels of essence blood, isn't this bullying?

The Pavilion Master coughed, cleared his throat, and said, "Your Excellency, don't worry, I will go to the Natural Calamity Temple!" ”

When the Pavilion Master said this, he was telling the Sect Venerable, don't worry, if your temple loses these things, I will also make the Natural Calamity Temple lose the same amount of things. "Of course, if Your Excellency is willing, you can go with me, perhaps, there will be more storage over there in the temple!"

Although the Pavilion Master pulled him to deal with the Cataclysmic Evil Palace, which made him feel very uncomfortable, he was still willing to think that he could make the Natural Calamity Evil Hall have more blood. At the very least, the things taken out by the Heavenly Calamity Evil Temple can't be less than the West Pole Temple!

"That's it! The deity will go with the pavilion master! The sect leader gritted his teeth and said, "Wait a minute! ”

As he spoke, his figure flashed and disappeared above the temple, and after a while, his figure reappeared and threw out a storage ring towards Wu Huang.

The pavilion master snorted lightly, flicked his big sleeves, rolled up the ring, and floated in front of Wu Huang.

Wu Huang's face was expressionless, and his eyes did not change at all, as if he didn't know the intention of the sect venerable's flick just now. However, he said, "Thank you for your generosity, thank you Master!" ”

The sect leader flicked his long sleeves and snorted lightly! I didn't feel that there was anything to be ashamed of in my small actions.

And the pavilion master didn't say anything, he lightly stepped on the colorful light dragon under his feet, flicked his big sleeves, rolled up Wu Huang and the others, and flew away into the distance.

On the way to escape, Wu Huang sank his mind into the space storage ring, looking at the ring, the pile of dragon crystals, and the buckets of dragon and phoenix essence blood, not to mention how beautiful it was. He thought that if he devoured all the true dragon blood in the blood of these dragon spirits, he didn't know how far he could dragonize!

I'm really looking forward to it! I didn't expect this trip to the temple to have such a harvest! Compared to those false names, these things are more affordable.

Wu Huang felt that as long as the true dragon blood in the essence blood of these giant dragons was absorbed and refined one by one, it was estimated that the whole body would be dragonized, and it was possible.

Well, there's also Bubbles, blessed now! Three thousand dragon crystals are enough for it to eat, and I don't know how far it can evolve.

As the Pavilion Master's multicolored light dragon flew away, it was almost twice as fast as the Mentor flying away with them just now, making people feel as if everything in front of them was an illusion. But under the control of the Pavilion Master, they did not feel any discomfort.

The sect venerable also came, and he was standing not far from Wu Huang and them, frowning, and sighing secretly in his heart.

Within minutes, the multicolored light dragon crashed headlong into a towering mountain. However, just as the light dragon was about to hit the mountain peak, a halo suddenly floated outside the mountain, a protective cover, enveloping the entire mountain for thousands of miles.

This kind of light mask seems to be no different from the light mask in the temple. However, Wu Huang could feel that on this light mask, there were traces of gray-black silk threads, and these black-gray silk threads exuded a faint aura of death.

However, on this thousand-mile light mask, the amount of this gray-black silk thread is very large, which makes this death breath so thick that it seems to make people grow old a little as long as they take a gentle breath.

As in the temple, the Pavilion Master waited until all three of his disciples had taken a breath of death before protecting them. It seems that they deliberately let them feel the power of this death breath.

As soon as this trace of death qi entered his mouth, Wu Huang felt that it was drilling directly towards his heart, and everywhere it passed, whether it was the meridians or flesh and blood, there was a trace of withering. Even this withering is so weak that it is almost impossible to detect the strength of his physique. However, under his induction, he still felt it. So, without waiting for this trace of death to penetrate into his heart, he directly wrapped it with his spiritual power and pulled it out of his body. …,

And just when this death qi was pulled out of his body, Wu Huang suddenly paused, a wave of anger rose from his body, and then used this anger to burn this death qi. In the swooping sound, this trace of death was actually burned by this false fire.

Wu Huang's actions made the Pavilion Master and the Sect Venerable look at him at the same time, and the eyes of both of them flashed with a trace of undetectable surprise, especially the Sect Venerable.

They could feel Wu Huang's anger, but they didn't know how Wu Huang burned this trace of death aura. Because, they couldn't feel the external temperature of the Void Fire, and they couldn't feel that Wu Huang was using the Void Fire to burn this trace of death.

Wu Huang closed his eyes, ignoring the surprise of the master and the sect, and secretly thought in his heart: Anger, it can really burn everything! If the power of my artistic conception increases greatly, in the future, even this sect deity can burn him to the ground!

The Sect Venerable was wondering how Wu Huang had refined this Death Qi, because it was easy to eliminate the Death Qi, but if he wanted to refine it, without the glorious divine technique of his temple, it was very difficult to do so. It's hard for even a fire mage to burn the breath of death! Unless the wood magician uses the wood meaning of life to dissolve with the death intention of the death qi, then this death qi can be extinguished.

But this son, there is no magic fluctuation on his body at all, how did he extinguish this death breath?

Only the pavilion master was slightly surprised in his heart, the power of this little guy's artistic conception actually has this effect, which is rare!

He already knew from his eldest disciple Mo Qianqian that Wu Huang was comprehending the power of artistic conception. And the power of this artistic conception is actually the power of emotion, which is almost the same as the ability of the twelve evil gods in the legend. Legend has it that the twelve evil gods are composed of the power of twelve emotions, such as anger, resentment, hatred, and jealousy...... Wait a minute!

When these emotions fill the whole world, chaos in the world is inevitable!

Perhaps, it will be an opportunity for this son to comprehend such an artistic conception at this time!

Boom Boom

The shrouded light shrouded in the breath of death flickered, and the mountain peak shook, slowly cracking a crack in the middle, as if the entire mountain had been split in two with a huge mountain-opening axe.

Figures flew out of the cracks......