Chapter 184: Dragon Soul Duel (Asking for Recommendation, Collection, Reward)

When Gu Bei returned to the hotel that Luo Jinpeng had booked for him, it was already more than two o'clock in the morning.

With a flip of his right hand, a dragon chair the size of a toy was presented in the palm of his hand.

The dragon chair is made of green jade, and on the back of the chair, two golden dragons are carved, with clear dragon scales and dragon claws waving, like clouds, surrounding the back of the chair.

The armrests on both sides are the dragon heads of the two golden dragons on the back of the chair.

The dragon's whiskers are visible, their faces are hideous, and they are lifelike, really like two noble dragons, guarding the people on the throne.

"It's kind of interesting!"

The corners of Gu Bei's mouth suddenly showed a hint of curvature, with a playful attitude, and with a flick of the sleeve of his left hand, an invisible prohibition had been arranged in the suite.

Then, Gu Bei threw the palm-sized dragon chair, and the dragon chair was good in the wind, and it suddenly returned to its original size.

The two golden dragons are even more realistic.

The dragon chair instantly exuded a strong imperial aura, but it could not penetrate due to the existence of an invisible prohibition.

Gu Bei's right hand seemed to slowly poke out, and his fingers were a little bit towards the dragon chair.

"Whew!!"

A high-pitched dragon roar immediately emanated from inside the chair.

Then, a golden illusory dragon shadow shot out from the chair.

The bucket-thick dragon body quickly emerged, and the huge body meandered, directly occupying most of the 200 square meters of luxury suite space.

Dressed in golden, emitting a dazzling imperial glow, the golden dragon snaws through the clouds and swirls around the suite.

On the hideous and terrifying huge dragon head, a pair of eyes like a big bucket burst out with a ball of purple light, and the gold was purple, indicating that this dragon soul had undergone a qualitative change in the ranks.

Become more exalted!

The dragon's body is dazzling.

The hideous and terrifying dragon head suddenly roared towards Gu Bei, deafening, and the purple eyes shot at Gu Bei, and the imperial coercion rushed towards Gu Bei in an instant.

"Hmph! In front of the deity, how can you be allowed to be powerful!"

Gu Bei snorted coldly, and the aura around his body burst out like a flood in an instant.

As soon as the Immortal Venerable coercion came out, it was like a desolate world descending into the world.

The aura of the ancient torrent was so powerful that it shook the heavens and the earth, and immediately shocked the coercion emitted by the golden dragon.

It was a dragon clan, a noble golden dragon dragon soul, but it was instantly suppressed by the momentum of this seemingly small human being.

Jin Long immediately felt that he had lost face.

"Wow~~"

The loud dragon chant shook the sky, the golden dragon dragon claws danced, the huge dragon's mouth opened, and the dragon's head swooped down, suddenly devouring Gu Bei.

If you dare to be disrespectful to the dragons, it will devour this tiny human alive.

The luck of the dragon soul was furious, and all the strong people in the country seemed to have sensed it.

On the road of the Tibetan Immortal Plateau, a little lama supported the Tibetan Immortal Living Buddha, the old lama's thin body suddenly trembled, and then looked at the direction of the northeast capital, and the wrinkled old face showed an extremely complicated color.

A hoarse voice came out: "It's going to change the sky, woe and blessing, woe and blessing......"

The old lama shook his head, pronounced the Buddha's name, and continued walking.

Miao Wu in Southern Xinjiang, on the top of the sacrificial tower, a withered old man in a black robe who was cultivating, suddenly opened his dark eyes without a trace of whites, looked up in the direction of East BJ City, and there was a lingering anger in his eyes.

At the same time, in a quaint courtyard in the Zhonghai Political Center of the capital, Wan Jun and Murong Jingqi looked confused.

And the powerful old man sitting on the chair opposite him was shocked at this moment, and even a trace of fear bloomed in his cloudy eyes: "Luck has changed, something big is about to happen!"

"Father, the Zhenlong Jade Seal that suppressed luck is here, what do you mean?" General An, who was dressed in a Mao suit, asked with a puzzled expression as he held a delicate box in both hands.

The old man is the father of General An. The big man in the secret of the state.

An Lao just stretched out his somewhat thin fingers and pointed towards the top of the capital.

General An then looked at it, and immediately gasped with a "hiss", "How can this be?

General An couldn't believe that this would be the case!

"I'm afraid all of us are wrong, the real treasure of luck is not the box in your hand, but the ......" The old man shook his head and sighed.

"Could it be the ...... Dragon chair ?!!!"

General An's face was horrified, "I'll go and take the dragon chair back immediately!"

In the sky of the capital, although ordinary people can't see anything abnormal, but those who have cultivated to a high level can vaguely feel a huge imperial pressure, which is rapidly spreading in all directions.

Moreover, a faint purple qi rose from the direction of the capital and went straight to the sky.

The old man had been to the place at the foot of the Great Wall, and he had been contaminated with the breath there, so he naturally understood.

General An's martial arts cultivation has also broken through the realm, and he can feel some different breaths, so he will be shocked.

Thinking of the dragon chair that disappeared with Gu Bei, and then connecting with everything that happened now, General An suddenly thought of the biggest possibility of this matter.

"It's too late!" An Lao shook his head and sighed, "You go and negotiate with that kid." Try to draw him to the side of the state. ”

"Father, is that kid really that important? If it is ......" General An's body suddenly bloomed with a strong killing intent, and his hands even made a "killing" posture.

"God bless people, where is it so easy to die!" Although the old man was sighing, his cloudy eyes were blooming with a hint of fierceness at this moment, "Until the last resort, it is better to value peace!"

The meaning of An Lao is obvious, if Zhao An fails, it is understandable to take some measures.

When his body shook, General An had disappeared into the quaint courtyard.

"Elder An, I'm going to help the general!" Wan Jun stood up solemnly.

"I'll go too!!" Murong Jingqi's small face showed firmness, and she got up at the same time.

"You didn't mean to go!" the old man waved his hand and refused the two men's demands.

At this moment, Wan Jun and Murong Jingqi each turned up stormy waves in their hearts, they never expected that Gu Bei would be so difficult to deal with, and even the extremely powerful An Lao felt restrained.

In the luxurious suite, Gu Bei coldly glanced at the hideous dragon head that swooped in, and said indifferently: "Is it more like an emperor?"

But the smile on the corner of his mouth could see that Gu Beibei was contemptuous.

With a sudden finger of his right hand in the air, a dark purple dragon immediately burst out of the zenith of his head, and a loud dragon roar sounded, which was even higher than the voice of the golden dragon soul.

The dark purple dragon soul conjured out, with a strong contempt in his eyes, and a strong imperial aura came overwhelmingly, and the purple qi was almost thick to the realm of substance.

Gold is noble, purple is the most!

The purple dragon form that Gu Bei conjured up was obviously much higher than the golden dragon dragon soul.