Chen Jia, Hucheng City,

An uninvited guest came to the mansion of the eldest prince Chen Qianqiu, who was boiling water to make tea and reading books. Dressed in a teal robe, he sat on the steps in front of the hall with a leisurely demeanor, but his pale face still made him look terminally ill.

The man in black who made Chen Kunde carefully grovel and serve was looking at Chen Qianqiu at this time.

"I always thought that there was another force in the city, and it seems that this force seems to have a lot to do with the eldest prince. The man in black withdrew his gaze, he didn't dare to underestimate the ordinary-looking sick man in front of him.

Chen Qianqiu got up slowly, as if he was carrying a big mountain on his back, and the moment his back straightened, a mighty aura erupted, this breath was not the true qi of martial arts, and it had nothing to do with any martial arts cultivation, but the majestic righteousness that he had gathered into the vast scrolls that had been dormant and precipitated for so many years.

"Sir shouldn't have been here. Chen Qianqiu chuckled at the corner of his mouth, at this moment his ordinary face seemed to be dyed with a layer of jade, and the whole person seemed to be a dragon that had broken free from the shackles, and his breath soared into the sky.

The black-clothed man's face slowly sank, he could clearly feel Chen Qianqiu's state, even if he had a first-grade cultivation, he still didn't dare to act rashly, "I didn't expect that the eldest son of the Chen family, the famous sick seedling, was so hidden. ”

"My father has coveted the protection of the Yang family for a long time, and I didn't expect him to invite you, sir, which really surprised me. Chen Qianqiu picked up the boiled teapot and sat back on the steps, "The Yang family has two ghostly birds, I don't know which ghostly bird is the deputy general of the ghost?"

The man in black looked at Chen Qianqiu's eyes, and he suddenly realized that someone seemed to be staring at his back behind him, and as long as he moved, he was afraid that he would suffer a heavy blow. He said in a deep voice, "If the eldest prince stops today, I can ask the lord to play a petition, and the lord will definitely protect the eldest prince and ensure that the eldest prince steps into the court and shows his skills." ”

Chen Qianqiu lowered his head and looked at the tea leaves tumbling in the teapot, he knew in his heart that the man in black was already timid, "Mr. hasn't answered my question yet." ”

The man in black stared, and the eldest prince in front of him didn't seem to have any intention of stopping.

"If the eldest prince really insists on going his own way, once the Lord of the Dikui Throne makes a move, I am afraid that the entire Chen family will be overturned in the blink of an eye. ”

Chen Qianqiu poured the first cup of tea, poured the second one into the teapot, and then covered it, and a stream ......of hot air came out of the teapot mouth, "The Dikui Throne?

"The eldest prince, the Dikui Throne is the existence of the top forty among the phantom birds, you don't have to make mistakes!" The man in black finally changed color, and the two dark strange blades in his hand pierced the air and swept towards Chen Qianqiu, who was still drinking tea leisurely.

However, before he could get close to Chen Qianqiu, he was stopped by a person, who was dressed in white and had a veil on his face to cover his face.

"What people, don't retreat yet!" shouted the man in black.

"Lord Adjutant General, it's better for you to tie your hands obediently, otherwise I'm afraid you'll have to suffer some flesh and skin. Chen Qianqiu poured himself a cup of tea and chuckled.

Before the words fell, another man in white appeared beside Chen Qianqiu again to prevent him from being attacked.

"How's things going?" Chen Qianqiu looked at the man in white.

"Don't worry, my lord, we have arranged for people to infiltrate the Chen family's guards, and once they alarm the evil Jiao, they can retreat. The man in white replied respectfully.

Chen Qianqiu closed his eyes, didn't look at the shocking battle in the court, he was thinking about his next action, "If the white-clothed Su Mo really has the rumored strength, I think he should have a fierce fight with that evil Jiao, you inform Lord Li as soon as possible, please make sure he makes a move at that time, I want the little monk next to Su Mo." ”

"Yes!" the man in white whistled, and on the fence around the courtyard, a figure disappeared in a few leaps.

At this time, the black-clothed people who had fallen into a bitter battle were terrified in their hearts, a powerless scholar was protected by at least three first-grade masters by his side, even the second-rank important ministers in the court did not have such a battle.

Who the hell is he!?

......

Falling into the soul stream, Su Heng had already fallen into death at this time.

Surrounded by countless blood pythons in all three directions, and the number of these blood pythons was constantly increasing, as if a blood-colored river surrounded him and Wujiang.

"What should the master do?" Wujiang was extremely frightened in his heart, although he kept chanting the Buddha's name, he still couldn't resist the constant fear surging in his heart.

Su Heng pulled Wujiang and slowly moved in the direction where the evil Jiao was, these blood pythons seemed to be very afraid of the evil Jiao, and did not dare to get too close, now it seems that they have only walked past the evil Jiao, hoping that these blood pythons will not follow.

Not long after, the colossal momentum like a beast of the desolation enveloped Su Heng again, and the evil Jiao was still sleeping, but that breath was already overwhelming, and I didn't dare to imagine what its strength would be at that time once it successfully turned into a Jiao.

Su Heng slowly approached the grass with Wujiang, and sure enough, when they were twenty zhang away from the evil Jiao, those blood pythons finally stopped, and they didn't even dare to make a sound.

Su Heng was overjoyed in his heart, and couldn't help but speed up a few steps under his feet, the twenty zhang around the evil dragon were safe, and this space was more than enough.

Time became extraordinarily long at this moment, and the two of them squeezed into the grass, and slowly moved forward at a distance of about fifteen zhang from the evil Jiao. There seemed to be dark clouds gathering overhead, like a mountain range across the void, and the hearts of the two were extremely depressed.

The two walked for almost thirty feet, but through the gap in the grass, the evil Jiao's body was still in front of them, so they had no choice but to continue to walk along the evil Jiao's body.

The air was solidifying, and the sense of oppression in the void was getting heavier and heavier, Su Heng raised his head, only to see that the dark clouds above his head were constantly pressing, and a gust of demonic wind seemed to blow suddenly between heaven and earth.

"Hurry up, I'm afraid that evil dragon is about to wake up. Su Heng pulled the little monk and quickened his pace again.

But the two of them walked nearly a hundred steps, only to find that the body of the evil Jiao was still in front of them, "How long is this evil Jiao?"

The swarm of blood pythons suddenly began to make a "hissing" spitting sound, and they straightened up one after another, broke through the dense grass, and raised their heads to look at the dark clouds in the sky.

"Boom!"

A muffled thunder suddenly sounded in the void, and an eye of the wind appeared in the middle of the dark clouds, and the dark clouds began to slowly rotate with the eye of the wind.

An even more majestic sense of oppression suddenly poured down like seawater.

Suddenly, a few points of fire flew from not far away, and as soon as this firelight hit the ground, it instantly ignited a raging fire, and the fire quickly spread outward along the blood-colored swamp, covering a radius of dozens of zhang in the blink of an eye.

In the firelight, the blood python swarm did not move at all, they straightened up and looked at the sky, as if they had become statues, and hundreds of blood pythons were burned alive in the sea of fire.

"Not good!"

Su Heng's heart jumped suddenly, he pulled Wujiang and quickly retreated, and a huge evil qi that soared into the sky suddenly erupted, mixed with tyrannical bloody qi, and kept beating outward like a tidal wave.

"Whew!"

A dragon roared between heaven and earth, as if opening the world, a dragon of hundreds of zhang rose from the ground, the earth suddenly cracked, the wind and clouds rolled upside down, the fog gathered and dispersed, the dragon horn on the top of the dragon head soared more than three zhang, and a stream of electric light shot out from the dragon horn.

"Whew!"

The dragon roared again, and it shook its huge tail, as if a mountain had smashed on the ground, and the few second-grade masters who set fire didn't even have time to scream, and directly turned into meat puree.

The blood python group let out a hissing sound one after another, as if welcoming the return of the king.

"Boom!"

The dark clouds in the sky were furious, and a thunderbolt smashed through the space and landed directly on top of the dragon's head.

The dragon's soaring body was blasted directly into the ground.

"Boom!"

Another thunderbolt fell, and several cracks seemed to have been blasted out of the dragon horns above the dragon's head.

At this time, Su Heng and Wujiang hurriedly took advantage of this time to escape, but the dragon's body was too huge, coupled with the thunder that kept falling in the air, the slightest mistake would end up in death, so the speed of progress was like a turtle speed.

The dragon was constantly blasted into the ground, and then flew up again, rushing towards the dark clouds in the sky.

"Whew!"

The roar of the dragon echoed between the heavens and the earth, and the cracks on the dragon's horns above his head continued to shrink in the baptism of thunder and lightning, but they were more condensed, and the electric light on it was almost condensed into substance, and the thunder and lightning flowed on its body like flowing water, and a breath like thunder punishment of heaven and earth began to gather in its body.

"This evil Jiao's catastrophe is about to be completed!"

Su Heng didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly rushed towards the other end of the Falling Soul Stream with Wujiang on his back.

At this time, Jiaolong was absorbing the thunder in mid-air, and he had no time to take care of the two ants on the ground, it was the best time for Su Heng and them to escape!