Chapter Seventy-Seven: The Prophecy of the Dragon Messenger

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"Who is thinking about the old man?" the old man touched his beard, "No, it must be Yang Zhuotian, this bastard is talking bad about the old man, I have to hurry up and finish the matter and go back to clean up this old man."

Lan Canghai's side also stopped arguing and began to discuss future plans. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 infoThe birth of the Black Prison Clan disrupted their plans, and they were obviously a little passive with a strong helper.

In this moment of turmoil, if you take a wrong step, you will often lose everything.

"The Black Prison Clan, are they really so easy to talk to?" Yang Kaifeng was a little unconvinced, so he evacuated

"Hey...... It's possible that they've discovered the Iron Guard, so they know where it came from," Lan Canghai sighed

"I think so too, the Iron Blood Alliance and the Black Prison Clan both belong to hidden forces, and it's normal to know each other."

"Yue'er, are they in danger?, or we should inform them of the sect so that we can take appropriate measures," Bai Wuya suggested

"We have to inform them, but we won't be able to make it back and forth."

"Lord Yang don't have to worry, there is a demon beast in this faction, called the Sonic Bird, which is dedicated to sending messages back and forth, and the speed is extremely fast, so I will write a good letter and send it to the Xuanyin Sect."

"Will they believe what you say? Besides, aren't there some minor contradictions between your two factions?"

Bai Wuya smiled and said nothing, although the Yunxiaomen and the Xuanyin faction were a little incompatible on the surface, in fact, the two factions were the most loyal allies, and they had a unique contact method for emergency needs.

"Alright, that's it"

"Ladies and gentlemen, there is one thing that I have always felt very strange, I always feel that the birth of this black prison clan is related to the birth of a Xuan-level magic weapon."

"Everyone knows that they are here for, and they still use you to say" Yang Zhuotian glanced at him

"Old man Yang, it's not as simple as you think"

"Then please ask the lord of the great country to explain our doubts"

"I always feel that the people of this black prison clan are in the same group as the black man who entered the palace late at night a few years ago."

"What? are you sure?" everyone was stunned, the news was too exciting

"I'm not too sure, it's just that their breaths are very similar."

If this is true, then what does the Black Prison Clan have to do with this Xuan-level magic weapon? Why did they send out so many white jade tokens to attract martial artists from all over the world, and what was their purpose? The situation became more and more confused, and their hearts became more and more chaotic.

"What should we do, in front of these behemoths like us, it is like hitting a stone with an egg, ......" Everyone was confused about their future plans

"I also need to be so pessimistic, take one step at a time, there must be a road before the car reaches the mountain" Lan Canghai comforted everyone

"Yes, Xiao Cang is right, the sky is falling, there is a good top"

"Haha, let's do it vigorously together, no matter what the result is, we laughed, we did it, and we don't regret it in this life"

"Yes, I don't regret it in this life" everyone's fighting spirit burned again

Lan Canghai summoned everyone to meet in the forbidden place because he wanted to explore this area in advance, hoping to make discoveries, to grasp the initiative, and to avoid being led away by others.

Lan Canghai and the others returned to the forbidden land, "Look, that ancient well" Lan Buregret shouted

"Oh my God, what's going on?"

"Maybe it's a sign that the magic weapon is about to be born," Lan Canghai explained

At this time, the white jade token on Yang Bufan's body trembled for a while, and soon calmed down.

The map on the back of the token disappeared, replaced by a few words, "Three days later, the treasure will appear, and the martial king and above will not be allowed to enter"

"The place where the magic weapon appears has been determined to be here, and there will definitely be another mystery in this ancient well."

"We will now return to the Dragon Temple and wait for three days"

"Sister Beauty, tell me another story about the Dragon Temple" Yang Lin pestered a priestess of the Dragon Temple

"Brother Yang, I don't know very well, we only know about the Dragon Temple, we only know that it can be used for baptism and testing people's natural attributes, as for other aspects, only the high priest knows," the beautiful priestess said

"Thank you, beautiful sister"

"Hehe, it's nothing, you're welcome"

But why do I always feel that something is calling me recently, the more I look at this dragon god statue, the closer I feel, Yang Lin is puzzled

Wuxin definitely didn't dare to take a step closer to the dragon god statue now, he was completely scared of tossing, and he also realized it these days and closed it up.

Yang Lin was looking down and thinking, when he suddenly "banged", and the back of his head was hit

"Oh, who" was very annoyed, turned around and was immediately dumbfounded, "cough, cough, ancestor, dad, you're here" hurriedly accompanied by a smile

Yang Zhuotian grabbed his ear with his hand and said, "You kid, you still know us, little rabbit cub, you just don't know how to go home and see Ang?"

"You Yang family unscrupulous descendant, we hurt you in vain?"

"Are you worthy of us?"

"Are you worthy of your mother? It's so hard to see you all these years?"

The three-person wheel battle of the Yang family, you say a word to me, Yang Lin said that he is self-ashamed, they care about him from the bottom of their hearts, which Yang Lin can also feel.

Yang Lin briefly said the things over the years in a short sentence, "Sister Lan, I want to ask you to help solve my doubts?"

"Oh, what's the matter?" Lan Yun'er thought she was telling her, so she answered

"It's not you, it's that Sister Lan" Yang Lin pointed at Lan Youyou, except for Yang Kaifeng and the party Lan Youyou, the rest of the people all fainted, this is too much, even if you respect the beauty, you can't jump so much, how can this make us embarrassed......

With a smile on her face, Lan Youyou looked at Yang Lin and said, "Is there anything you want to ask me?"

"Why do I always feel so close to this dragon god statue?"

When Lan Youyou heard this question, he was shocked, "Can you tell me more about how kind it is?"

"It's like the feeling of being a loved one, the feeling of being in the same vein"

Lan Youyou couldn't help the excitement in her heart, could this be the Divine Dragon Messenger in the Divine Dragon Prophecy back then? She hurriedly used her scepter and shot out a shielding beam of light, blocking out any sound from the outside world, only the two of them.

"What are these two guys doing, and they are still blocking us?" Yang Zhuotian and the others didn't understand

"If I'm not mistaken, you should be the one in the ancient dragon prophecy, but ......"

"But what's it?" Yang Lin urged

"But why don't you have any attribute innate power on you?"

"Haha, you said this, I don't have any attributes, maybe it means that I can cultivate the power of any attribute in the future?"

"Cut ......" and stretch out one of the middle fingers

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