Chapter 1249: Young Master of the Ancestral Dragon Blessed Land

A monk of the Supreme Realm, but he was able to defeat the God Emperor in a row, and in the end, under the joint attack of the two Five Seals Mortal Spirit God Emperor, he killed them instantly. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Such strength, such means, even the young people themselves, do not have the confidence to be able to do it.

Qinglin seems to be invincible in the realm of the Mortal Spirit God Emperor!

The young man has been paying attention to Qinglin from the beginning, and until now, he has not been able to see the bottom line of Qinglin's strength.

"You're strong!"

The young man spoke, and his voice was very magnetic.

He was dressed in white, and he was spotless. The long hair was tucked together without a hint of clutter.

This is a white-clothed gentleman, dusty and smart, like an immortal who has fallen into the mortal world in the desolate fairy world.

"Are you going to do it too?"

Qing Lin's eyes were cold, staring at the young man, although he couldn't understand the depth of the other party, he didn't have a trace of nervousness at all.

In the realm of the gods and gods, Qinglin is not afraid of anyone!

"I can introduce you to the Ancestral Dragon Blessed Land. ā€

Contrary to Qinglin's expectations, instead of making a move, the young man extended an olive branch to him.

Qinglin subconsciously glanced at this person twice, and found that this young man had a different aura, as if he had an innate nobility.

"Haven't asked for a name yet?"

Qing Lin put away the killing aura that permeated his body, although he didn't understand the other party's intentions, but he still had the ability to see the moves.

Others respect me, and I respect others.

This is Qinglin's style of acting, before he tears his face, Qinglin will not shoot casually.

"In the next Mo Yan, dare to ask your Excellency ......"

The young man Mo Yan hugged his fists, smiled and waved slightly at Qinglin, and reported his name.

He is unpredictable, speaks and acts, and is also polite, neither humble nor arrogant.

Qinglin was moved, and he learned the coordinates, locations, and information of all the caves and blessed lands from Luo Meng.

Qinglin clearly remembered that the lord of this ancestral dragon blessed land was surnamed Mo.

"I'm Qinglin, your surname is Mo, does it have anything to do with the lord of this ancestral dragon blessed land?"

Qinglin also clenched his fists, and at the same time couldn't help but ask the doubts in his heart.

Mo Yan is polite and courteous, and he is not a rough person. His temperament is not pretended, but innate, and it can be seen between his hands and feet.

It's just that Qinglin can't understand why such an outstanding person would fall in love with one of the Origin Demon Crystals of the Dryad.

Thinking of the dryad, Qinglin suddenly subconsciously looked at it.

The Dryad was seriously injured by Qinglin and consumed a large amount of Origin Demon Power, and it only took one more blow to kill it.

It no longer posed any threat, as soon as the six appeared, Qinglin threw it aside, and only now did he remember it.

But the place where the dryad fell was empty, and the huge dryad had long since disappeared.

"Where can you run away, you wicked?"

A sneer rose at the corner of Qinglin's mouth, and a powerful thought immediately spread.

Every move in a radius of hundreds of thousands of miles will not escape Qinglin's thoughts.

After some probing, Qinglin smiled.

"You demon, your ability to conceal is not strong, but in Qing's eyes, it is nothing more than that. ā€

"Do you think that if you scatter the demon spirits into every big tree, Qing will not be able to find out? Tell you, it's all a fool's dream!"

Qing Lin sneered, Jianmu Divine Power was exerted, and the grass and trees in the surrounding area of hundreds of thousands of miles were all under his control.

Big trees, swaying violently, with large branches and leaves, falling from the sky.

Jianmu is supernatural, can transform ancient trees, and can also control ancient trees.

"Get out of here!"

Qinglin suddenly let out a loud shout, and then saw his big hand close from the void.

Within a radius of hundreds of thousands of miles, an incredible force suddenly appeared.

The towering ancient trees were suddenly affected by this force, and all the demon spirits hiding among them were shaken out.

A trace of cyan mist rushed out from the inside of these towering ancient trees, positive as a lost dog.

Jianmu supernatural power is more powerful than the dryad of the wood attribute.

At that moment, the dryad felt as if it was facing a sea of stars, and the vast power made it feel as small as an ant.

And that kind of power is extremely terrifying, with a terrible destructive power, enough to inflict heavy damage on its demon spirits.

The dryad is afraid of death, and its wisps of demon spirits converge in the forest clearing.

After a while, the dryad reappeared.

However, its gaze at Qinglin was full of jealousy and pleading.

"It's not easy to cultivate, you can go from a tree to this realm, and you really have put in a lot of effort. ā€

"But you're wrong about what you said, humans and dogs can't enter. With that alone, Qing can make you die!"

Qinglin drank low, and the heaven-destroying hand was supernatural, and he poked out in an instant.

The big black hand, filled with black light, like a large dark cloud above the sky, instantly appeared above the dryad's head, enveloping it.

The dryad has a huge body, but in the hands of the Heaven Destroyer, it is completely like a little chicken, looking very small and exquisite.

"No, don't ......"

The dryad begged, it really didn't want to die. After hard work and endless years of cultivation, he had the Dao Fruit he had today, and he even became a hegemon.

How can it accept that it is now going to die?

But Qinglin didn't give the dryad a chance to speak at all, and one left hand overlapped with the Heaven Destroying Hand. What does Qinglin's left hand do, and what does the Heaven Destroying Hand do.

At this moment, Qinglin's left hand, with five fingers closed, grabbed together.

On the other side, the same is true of the Heaven Destroying Hand, which instantly grabbed the Dryad in the palm of his hand, and immediately pinched the Dryad's body into pieces, and the blood flowed for a long time.

Not long after, a fist-sized Origin Demon Crystal appeared in front of Qing Lin, and he was finally worth the trip.

"My father's name is a thousand away!"

Seeing Qinglin slashing the dryad so casually, the muscles in the corners of Mo Yan's eyes moved slightly, as if he didn't expect such a result.

"Mo Qianli, you are Mo Qianli's son, so doesn't it mean that you are the young master of this ancestral dragon blessed land?"

Qinglin looked at Mo Yan unexpectedly, completely unexpectedly that in this deep mountain and old forest, he would actually meet the young master of the ancestral dragon blessed land.

No wonder this person's aura is so outstanding.

Mo Qianli controlled the Ancestral Dragon Blessed Land for endless years, and Mo Yan must have been born in such an environment, and he was imperceptibly affected.

At this moment, Qinglin understood everything.

Mo Yan is the young master of the Ancestral Dragon Blessed Land, he does have that kind of energy, he can recommend Qinglin and let him get rich treatment.

Mo Yan looked at Qinglin noncommittally, and didn't say anything more.

But Mo Yan's meaning is already obvious, he is trying to win over Qinglin.

Qinglin naturally knew what Mo Yan was planning in his heart, but he only smiled slightly, and then threw the Origin Demon Crystal in his hand to Mo Yan in the air.

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