Chapter 129: The Talent of the Demon Dao
"Good planting...... Good planting! Looking at the chaos in the place, the old monk Jueming sighed again and again: "A dignified inheritance demon son, but he doesn't even have a serious magic treasure...... Alas! ā
As he spoke, he had already thrown the unconscious little mirage into the basin again, and said to himself: "Hehe, although this thing is called the blood altar, the poisonous dragon is named because of its name, thinking that the sacrifice with dragon blood is the sacrifice of the two dragons, but it is a big mistake, hehe, although this sacrifice does use dragons, but it is not dragon blood, nor is it something like the dragon evil mongoose." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½ā
Speaking of this, the old monk waved his hand, the huge black laurel tree trembled, and the two figures fell to the ground, but it was the unconscious father and daughter of the Dragon King who covered the sky, and carried the dragon girl to the front of the basin, and threw it down, at the moment when the dragon girl fell, the red blood light gushed out from the basin, wrapping the dragon girl, and when the light dimmed again, the dragon girl had disappeared, but there was a white mirage in the blood basin, which was the dragon girl Li Yuning.
I don't know what means the old monk used, the dragon girl was already an adult, and she was a mirage dragon several feet long, but at this time it was the same size as her niece, and the two mirages were unconscious, and they were supported by the blood gushing out of the pelvic floor at this time, and it was very evil to rise or fall.
"So, it takes two identical dragons to start the two dragon sacrifices?" In the air, Ren Song suddenly asked. Just now when the old monk Jueming threw the dragon girl into the altar, he suddenly found that Zhou Hong was gone, I don't know what means he used, the last moment he saw that he was still gritting his teeth and looking at the old monk Jueming, and the next moment, the whole person was gone.
Ren Song, who was distracted, was naturally not as wooden as Shannian himself, and even if he asked the old monk loudly, he deliberately lowered the branch that tied him. Zhou Hong was originally tied to the position of his side and upwards, but he pulled down hard at this time, and as the branches bent, the dense leaves on it also blocked Zhou Hong's original position tightly. When the old monk Jueming raised his head, he didn't see the flaw.
What's even more rare is that for some reason, the branch slowly deformed with his fall, and did not bounce back. The position of the son-in-law of the Dragon Palace was completely covered, and the dense leaves also raised a human figure, exactly the same as Zhou Hong! In this way, the old monk who could only see a silhouette could not see anything wrong at this time, looking at it from a distance, only Zhou Hong fell into the leaves, and Ren Song's question just now happened to his itch, so naturally he couldn't pay attention to it.
"Hahaha! The donor is really smart! Although I don't know what this inheritance demon does, judging from the old monk's patting degree, Ren Song feels that the status of this demon is obviously not low. But I heard the old monk continue: "However, my knowledge of the demon world is still not wide......"
Looking up proudly, he glanced at Ren Song who was hanging upside down, but heard the old monk continue: "I said earlier, the land outside the territory is changeable, so at the beginning of the change, all the undecided dragon clan can be connected to it, but there are also difficulties in it, Jiao, hybrids are extremely difficult, and the orthodox blue, black, gold, white and red five-color dragon species, although it is stronger, it is not easy. And ......"
Speaking of this, the old monk glanced down at the two mirages in the basin, and then raised again: "Only the mirage dragon is born to spit out phantom colors, and there is a void hidden in the color, but it is the easiest to connect with the extraterritorial demon land, so ...... The so-called two dragon festivals, in fact, are looking for two mirages, hehe! As he spoke, he pointed with his finger at the edge of the basin, and the red light inside held the two mirages and spun rapidly.
"So, you persuaded the Heaven Covering Dragon King to come to the Golden Jiaodao for the sake of this bloody basin?" looked around quietly, but never saw Zhou Hong's shadow, and didn't know where he was hiding, in order to prevent the old bald man from seeing the root cause, this coward hurriedly continued.
"Hehe, the donor of this matter has misunderstood the old man......" Hearing Ren Song's inquiry, the old monk replied with a smile: "That poisonous dragon has repeatedly killed you, and the poor monk has long seen that he is a demon cultivator, but he doesn't understand why he did this." Originally, the old man was going to come over to him and ask him for a reason. It's best if both sides can stop talking about peace ......"
"Peace? Then why bring the Sky Covering Dragon King! Old monk, you're too fake! Before he could finish speaking, Ren Song hurriedly interrupted again. The Sky Covering Dragon King already hated the poisonous dragon to the core, and he would never give up easily. Take him to negotiate, it's better to start fighting directly. The old monk obviously didn't tell the truth, stared at him for a while, and Ren Song sighed: "Actually, you just want this pot!" ā
"Amitabha, why should the donor be so straightforward, hypocrisy and cunning are the talents of the Demon Dao!" The old monk who stroked the edge of the bloody basin said with a smile: "Actually, Ren is the donor, your talent is not bad, and you talk to the old man, but in fact, it is to cover for the Zhou donor...... Sin...... Sin! ā
"Huh?" Ren Song on the tree was dumbfounded when he heard this, it turned out that the old monk had already discovered Zhou Hong's situation...... I was screaming in my heart, but I heard the old monk continue: "But...... This Mr. Zhou is also very good, I don't know what means to use, the old man can't find you, good planting, good planting! He said that he couldn't find it, but his tone was like a bamboo in his chest, and there was no trace of panic. Ren Song's heart sank suddenly, it seems that Zhou Hong is also more auspicious this time.
"Amitabha, Lord Zhou, if you want to save your wife, show up to save it quickly, if you don't do it, it will be too late!" As he spoke, the old monk made another handprint, and the blood light in the basin was abundant, and the two mirages were straightened by the blood light at this time, and then the blood light shook, and the two mirages opened their mouths and spit out a cloud of colorful mist.
In the mist, the fairyland-like pavilions loomed, but I heard the old monk smile and said: "Let the donor, and let you have a long insight, this is the illusion of the mirage void......" Without waiting for Ren Song to reply, he heard the old monk continue to laugh and said: "Mr. Zhou, you are already late, now the sacrifice begins, even if you kill me now, it will be difficult to rescue these two mirages, hehe, but you don't have to worry, the mirages who participate in the two dragon sacrifices may not necessarily die." ā
Seeing that there was still no movement around, the old monk said to himself: "That small void is not complete, and its strength is not good, it may die, but the big one should not die." Hehe, but if you destroy the sacrifice at this time, the two of them will die! "In fact, his two dragon sacrifices, he has to exhaust the power of the mirage void to be able to access the demon venerable from outside the territory, and the mirage dragon after being sacrificed, even if he is really alive, will not be long-lived...... Of course, he would not say these words.
Seeing that the colorful light of the two mirages was getting stronger and stronger, the old monk Jueming was extremely happy, and raised his head to Ren Song and said: "The donor just asked me which demon Venerable's disciple I am, and when my lord appears, you will naturally know who it is, hahaha!" āā¦ā¦
(To be continued.) )