"Impossible, absolutely impossible."

The Dragon King of the West Sea performed the method of killing people and punishing the heart, and directly killed the dream of the Holy Mother of Xuantong, so that she learned the most essential and fundamental information about the law of Nightmare Town.

Why can't the Nightmare Town Sect come out of the Celestials?

Because the limit of the law of Nightmare Town is the Tribulation Period, any Nightmare Town that crosses the Thunder Pool will be punished and usher in death as a dog sacrifice, not what the Holy Mother of Xuantong previously thought, it is the Heavenly People at the top of the cultivation realm who secretly encircled and suppressed the Nightmare Town Sect.

When the Nightmare Cult monks reach the Tribulation Period, if they show excellent characteristics, they will actually receive an invitation letter from the local celestials, or the local celestials will later go to recover the undead nation after the death of the Nightmare Disciples, and the remains will be turned into undead nations for other purposes.

According to the principle of territorial origin, the Holy Mother of Xuantong who made a fortune from the Sect of Weizhen in the Western Prefecture, in the rules of the Heavenly and Human Circle, the right to solicit the Holy Mother of Xuantong belongs to the Dragon King of the West Sea.

Before the Dragon King of the West Sea gave up, other celestials who were interested in the Holy Mother of Xuantong could not recruit them.

Of course, Daohua Zhenjun is an exception, and his identity should be a captive, a slave captured by the Empress Dowager Su and the Wusheng Emperor.

It's really white-faced and black-hearted! This West Sea old dragon's heart must be very small. ”

Su Yan, who couldn't run away on the side and was forced to watch the scene of the persecution of the Holy Mother of Xuantong by the Dragon King of the West Sea, secretly marveled at the thick darkness of the Dragon King of the West Sea in his heart, and told one cruel truth after another between talking and laughing.

The Dragon King of the West Sea has not hindered the Holy Mother of Xuantong, but the absence of obstacles is the biggest obstacle.

Like the top celestials on the side of the Dragon King, they have an intelligence network that ordinary beings can't imagine, and there should be a secret communication channel for the top-level celestials, sharing some hidden information in the cultivation realm with each other.

At least, Su Yan faintly sensed the meaning expressed in the words of the Dragon King of the West Sea.

The dragon clan has also studied the law of Nightmare Town, and it involves the founding emperor of Xia Yu, no wonder. When Emperor Xia Yu's body changed, it turned out to be in the form of the Black Dragon Clan of the North Sea

In the cultivation realm, the routines are really deep, and all the secret information and intelligence are in the hands of these big people.

"Now, I'm here to reclaim your ownership!"

The Dragon King of the West Sea slowly raised his right hand, aimed at the Xuantong Holy Mother who had collapsed in his Dao heart, and under the resentful gaze of the Xuantong Holy Mother, he condensed a cyan spiral air current, pointed to the position of the Xuantong Holy Mother's chest and said, "The first one!" ”

Before the air flow burst out of the chamber, the Dragon King of the West Sea looked slightly to the left of the dungeon and glanced at the glutton.

Spiral air jets out, dark red blood spilling over the dark blue cosmos.

"Ahem."

The gluttonous figure flashed through the escape technique, and was inserted into the path of the confrontation between the Dragon King of the West Sea and the Holy Mother of Xuantong.

More than four meters in size, under the blow of the Dragon King of the West Sea, his chest and abdominal cavity were all turned into minced meat and scattered to the sea, and the Holy Mother of Xuantong, who was blocked by the glutton, did not die, but was just beaten by the aftermath of the air flow for a distance of about 100 meters.

"Whew-"

Seeing the death of the glutton, the West Sea Dragon, who had been inside the Dragon Ball, let out a soft sigh.

Bai Tao is a very good child, but it's a pity that he is too honest and respectful of his evil mother.

"Bang"

The glutton fell to the ground, his gaze before his death couldn't help but be biased towards the Holy Mother of Xuantong, the blood flowing back in his head blocked his trachea when his mouth opened and closed, and a large amount of dark red blood gushed out of his mouth, and he didn't have time to say the last words.

The earth immortals in the cosmos space, if they did not obtain the protection of the powerhouses of the same level, there was no way to show the various miracles of the earth immortal realm, and they would die if they were mortally injured like ordinary monks, and they could not even delay their own death or escape.

Our Lady of Xuantong, who was watched by the gluttonous gaze, lay on the ground and did not react.

"There is really enough unruliness to say that this guy's temper is tough, why didn't he show it at the beginning, he should be beaten back hard if he was bullied, and he should be beaten back to death, and he will be in the Dragon Palace."

"It's mud, what do you care? Isn't there anything to be afraid of even dying? ”

The Dragon King of the West Sea glanced at the old man of death, and then looked at the Holy Mother of Xuantong who had fallen to the ground and was no longer moving.

At the moment when the Dragon King of the West Sea made his move, the Holy Mother of Xuantong had already condensed the last trace of strength in her body, cut off her soul and vitality, and launched her final revenge on the Dragon King of the West Sea by committing suicide.

She didn't want to die at the hands of the Dragon King of the West Sea, and she didn't want to see the Dragon King of the West Sea succeed in taking revenge, this was Xuantong's most powerful and firm revenge against the Dragon King of the West Sea.

It is also the only thing she can do, other than that, she really has nothing, and she insisted on pursuing it for half a lifetime, and the result was that it was a dream bubble, and such a big blow had completely broken the heart of the Holy Mother of Xuantong.

Rather than let the Dragon King of the West Sea exit in an embarrassing way of taunting and beating himself to death, it is better to leave a trace of dignity for himself, and take revenge on the high Dragon King and disobey his will.

"She lives in her own world, she doesn't trust us at all, and naturally she doesn't think we can lend her a helping hand."

The Queen of the West Sea Dragon looked at the dead mother and son, and said to the Dragon King of the West Sea: "The wind of comparison has been repeatedly banned, and it may be necessary to strengthen education in this area in the future."

In the past, the Holy Mother of Xuantong couldn't touch the dragon clan, and only three or four generations of dragon clans could be contacted, as well as the dragons whose blood was mottled and had no dragon majesty.

The bloodline in the demon clan is strength and potential, and it also represents the height of the starting point of a demon clan.

The bloodline system is not deliberately done by anyone, but the spontaneous show-off and comparison psychology cannot be forbidden, and a stable bloodline system will be formed over time.

Such a system was prevalent in Far Sea City, but after being close to the Dragon Palace, it did not have such a trend.

As a generation of true dragons, and as the ninth son of the dragon of the second generation, are all ranked in the family tree, the ancestors have continued to exist for the dragon family, and have made indelible contributions, really to trace its bloodline, maybe you can turn out something interesting in the family tree.

Fuck, if it weren't for the ancestors of my family who rescued your ancestors, you would have time to discriminate against Lao Tzu here now? You want to fucking die, don't you?

Come on! Draw your sword and draw your sword to slash at each other! Lao Tzu takes a step back, it's not a look! Come on, you fucking come!

The clan elders will not meddle in such a thing, the palms and backs of their hands are full of meat, and it is not to favor anyone, and the clan elders either pretend to be dead and run aside, or use authority to disperse.

The real dragon is the face of the dragon clan, but the nine sons should belong to the dragon clan, and the vast sea area, if there is no jurisdiction of the nine sons, it would have been turned upside down.

If Our Lady of Xuantong had been so stubborn and went to Dragon Palace City to make trouble, the ending might have been different.

"Hey, if you don't get it in person, Madame shouldn't blame her husband for his incompetence, right?"

The Dragon King of the West Sea looked at the dragon ball beside him, and with a smile on his face, he teased himself for his slow hand.

"Do less things that hurt nature and reason, so that you don't find your eyes when you give birth."

The Queen of the West Sea Dragon was full of helplessness:

"How's the child doing now? How are you doing? Have you been retaliated against by your enemies? ”

"It hasn't hatched yet!"

The Dragon King of the West Sea spread his hands and said.

"Huh?"

(End of chapter)