Chapter 691: Lord Dragon God

The corners of Daoist Bai Song's mouth twitched, and he secretly wondered, this kid didn't believe what I said? Or is he not afraid of death at all?

Come to think of it, the first possibility is very high.

Daoist Bai Song's mouth finally squirmed, and he didn't open his mouth and continued to urge Chen Mo to leave, because Chen Mo didn't believe his words at all, and no matter how much he said, it was useless.

"Actually, if you hide in the star tower, you can also escape a catastrophe, and the poor road will order you to go down, and no tourists will be allowed to climb the mountain tomorrow!" Daoist Bai Song hesitated for a moment and said.

Chen Mo felt that the snake didn't have much ability except for a ghost immortal body, anyway, its body was suppressed and couldn't move.

But Chen Mo has never fought with the things of the ghost immortal body, whether he can defeat the soul of the snake, he is not 100% sure, but eighty percent of the certainty can still be had, everything can not be paid attention to, there is no risk at all, but anything with more than fifty percent certainty is worth doing.

But Chen Mo still wanted to reduce the risk a little, and had the heart to ask Daoist Bai Song: "You have done something for it for so many years, can you know its weaknesses?" ”

"Spiritual power cultivation to the extreme is the body of the ghost fairy, it is said that the body of the ghost fairy is afraid of the yang energy of heaven and earth, so at ten o'clock in the day, the sun is shining, and the body of the ghost fairy does not dare to appear, unless it is cloudy and rainy, if it can be restrained by thunder and burned with fire, even if it is a Da Luo Jin Immortal, it will end up with a soul scattered!" Daoist Bai Song sighed and said, "However, since ancient times, there are only a handful of people who can practice the Lei Fa, and in modern society, even the sect leader in the Heavenly Master Sect of Longhu Mountain, the Holy Land of Taoism, has never learned it. ”

Chen Mo nodded lightly and did not continue to say anything.

Daoist Bai Song saw that Chen Mo did not speak for a long time. With a sigh, he got up and saluted, left the room, and quickly arranged to go.

Chen Mo closed his eyes and meditated, as if he had fallen into cultivation.

It's just that the pocket squirmed, and a white shadow disappeared into the chamber like lightning, and I don't know what to do.

A moment later.

Bai Ying came back, "The master's guess is right, after the White Song Daoist is gone." Two Taoist priests were arranged to watch the master's room. And he himself went to the back mountain! ”

"Alas, I originally thought that he was in a state of mind and would definitely not be affected by the snake again, but now it seems. A dog is a dog! "Chen Mo really doesn't believe in Daoist Baisong. He would not think that a man who had been enslaved by a snake for 10 years would be able to take refuge in him in an instant.

In simple terms. The blood of the snake certainly affected the thinking of the Bai Song Daoist, but it was like a spirit beast ring on the neck of the treasure devouring mouse, which was just a means for the Jiao Snake to control the Bai Song Daoist.

Chen Mo and the treasure eater have been together for less than half a year. But now, of course, there are masters who have untied the spirit beast ring of the treasure devouring rat and made it no longer under Chen Mo's control, but will it betray Chen Mo?

Obviously not, the treasure devouring rat followed Chen Mo to eat with Yuan Shi, and after a long time, the two had feelings for each other, and they were not ungrateful.

The Baisong Taoist and the Jiao Snake have been together for ten years, even if there is no emotion, there is also an element of mutual use, otherwise why did the Bai Song Taoist want to trade with the Jiao Snake in the first place.

There are people who give their souls to the devil, but they can get great power from the devil.

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There is a very huge mountain stream in the depths of Longshou Mountain, and a figure walks into the mountain stream, in this dangerous position, he is like walking on the ground, and on the mountain wall next to the mountain stream, there is a pitch-black cave.

The figure soared like an ape, tossing and turning, and then flashed into the cave.

I walked along the cave and didn't know how far the road was, and it was pitch black and deep.

All I heard was the sound of droplets of water dripping from the mountain wall.

Suddenly, a dark blue ghost fire lit up.

Immediately afterwards, the whole cave was illuminated, but it was extremely dark.

Daoist Bai Song's heart was beating faster, and his whole breath became short, although it was not the first time he had seen such a scene, but every time, he could feel deep fear and awe from the depths of his soul.

A huge long snake was right in front of the eyes of the White Song Daoist, and the dark blue ghost fire was the eyes of the giant snake.

The giant snake lay in the dark river below the cave, its body was pitch black, and with those eyes that could glow, it could vaguely see the cold armor pieces on the snake's body.

Daoist Bai Song just glanced at it, and then didn't dare to look at it anymore, the giant snake's body had no end, and no one knew how long it was.

"See the dragon god!" Daoist Bai Song trembled and knelt down.

After a long time, a faint but inaudible voice of a man and a woman sounded in the huge cave, "Who is that person?" ”

"Chen Mo, 20 years old this year, is the son-in-law of the royal family in Kyoto, and is a member of the Huaxia government, he came here to investigate the disappearance of those people before, this person is young, his martial arts are very high, even his subordinates were defeated by him after deification, and he even eliminated the dragon blood in his body, his skill is unimaginable!" Daoist Bai Song told Chen Mo about his situation in a row.

"Martial arts?" The faint voice asked a playful rhetorical question, and then said, "A 20-year-old boy, can he be a god-level martial artist?" ”

With just one sentence, Daoist Bai Song felt that pair of blue eyes the size of a house staring at him, and suddenly it was as if he had fallen under the Nine Heavens Ice Cave, the biting cold of his whole body, the fear from his soul, made him almost collapse, prostrate on the wet ground, and said tremblingly: "My subordinates are incompetent!" ”

"The drop of essence blood of this god was extinguished, and the god sensed the pain, it was the power of a magic weapon, this son is very likely to be the descendant of the cultivator, I am afraid that he also knows the fur of some cultivators, now, the vitality of heaven and earth is thin, if it is not for the hundred years of management of the god, so that there are ten thousand yuan stones hidden under the dragon head mountain, how can the god be able to live to this day?" The faint voice said, "What did you say to him?" ”

Daoist Bai Song told all the conversations between him and Chen Mo at the moment, without saying a word.

"I really don't know how thick the sky is, he actually dares to wait for the god to come to the door, even if it is a cultivator, he doesn't dare to talk like this, hum!" Jiao Snake said in a low voice: "But the magic weapon in his hand is a little tricky after all, are you sure that he will definitely hide in the Star Tower?" ”

"His subordinates have repeatedly emphasized to him the importance of the Star Tower, and he has also left halfway, presumably to verify the words of his subordinates, and his subordinates are not very sure that he will definitely hide in the Star Tower!" After speaking, Daoist Bai Song prostrate in shame and prostrate on the ground.

"Rubbish!" The snake's voice suddenly became majestic.

"The subordinates are incompetent!" Daoist Bai Song's body continued to tremble again.

"The function of all magic weapons is forbidden in the Star Tower, if he hides in it, the magic weapon in his hand will inevitably not be able to play, but even if he is a cultivator, the vitality of heaven and earth is thin, a 20-year-old boy, I am afraid that he has not even completed the foundation, but if he can devour him, it must be equivalent to devouring hundreds of martial artists, which is a great benefit to the god, and now the god is about to break through this prison, Yuanyang Zhenren, you old guy, suppressed me in the past, wait for the god to come out, otherwise I will devour you in one bite!" There was resentment in the snake's voice.

When Daoist Bai Song heard the name of Yuanyang Zhenren, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he secretly said that the person who helped Tianxuan Palace suppress the Dragon God back then was Yuanyang Zhenren, and Yuanyang Zhenren has been a myth on the rivers and lakes for more than 300 years, unless it is a loose cultivation, if it is from a famous faction, there are basically few people who have not heard of the legend of Yuanyang Zhenren.

After all, as a martial artist, you must understand the history of the martial artist, understand the history of the martial artist, and know that three hundred years ago, Emperor Qianlong almost wiped out the entire Jianghu martial artists.

But even so, the vitality of the martial artists of the modern rivers and lakes has not recovered, because in that catastrophe, too many martial arts cheats have been lost.

"Master......" Bai Song Daoist called in a low voice.

"Waste, if you have something to say, just talk about it!" The snake snorted coldly.

"Chen Mo also has a friend, who is a member of the Xuanyuan clan of the hidden family, named Ji Bufan, his subordinates guess that the cultivator has been extinct for hundreds of years, in recent decades, the cultivator has become a legend, and no one can see the real cultivator, besides, if he is a cultivator, how can he interrogate the weakness of Lord Longshen to his subordinates, and his subordinates dare to guess that he is very likely to hide his identity, in fact, he is the same as that Ji Bufan, from the Xuanyuan clan, and only this kind of hidden family can have such a powerful magic weapon, And Ji Bufan's martial arts were in the early stage of congenital development, and between Chen Mo's words, he shouted Brother Chen, if Chen Mo was a cultivator, Ji Bufan would dare to call him like this? I expected that Chen Mo was a martial artist, and the lowest was the Innate Great Perfection, otherwise how could he defeat his subordinates after the deification! Bai Song Daoist said in a low voice: "But, whether he is a cultivator, or a congenital Great Perfection, or a god-level martial artist, he is the same as Lord Dragon God, he is vulnerable, his subordinates are not good, and he almost missed the major event of Lord Dragon God, and his subordinates deserve death, but his subordinates have a request, dare to ask Lord Dragon God to give me two drops of essence blood, and my subordinates will definitely be able to take the life of this kid, and then hand it over to Lord Dragon God for disposal." ”

"What do you say? He's from the Xuanyuan clan? The snake's voice was slightly startled.

Daoist Bai Song smiled bitterly in his heart, and said secretly, Boss, Poor Dao has said so much, have you only heard the first sentence?

But Daoist Bai Song didn't dare to accuse the great Dragon God.

"Yes, I have already verified this with the Kyoto Wang family, and Ji Bufan is completely Chen Mo's first look, I suspect that Chen Mo is not the son-in-law of the Wang family at all, he must be from the Xuanyuan clan, otherwise, as a child of the Xuanyuan clan, how could he have been polite to a son-in-law?" Daoist Bai Song can only emphasize it once.

"If the vitality of heaven and earth is not thin, this god really doesn't dare to do anything to the children of the Xuanyuan clan, it will cause a big disaster, but now, since they have come out, they want to go back, hehe, if you don't put this god in your eyes, this god will let you see that even if this god is suppressed, it is still easy to destroy Er!" The snake's voice was full of confidence. (To be continued......)