The huge convoy poured out of the Pinjiang River, and Su Xing glanced back.

The tall archway engraved with "Pearl Town" is shrouded in fog in the middle, like a big mouth spitting out a carriage and a pedestrian.

And the entire town of Pearl is already shrouded in mist.

This mist was created by a large array, isolating the inside and outside, and it was very strange.

It seems that the rumored Pearl Town Great Array in the Fang Market is a remnant array handed down from ancient times, but it has some credibility.

The continuous Red Dragon Altar along the road stretched forward, and occasionally pious mortal believers were seen kneeling on the ground in rags, kowtowing step by step, heading towards the White Bird Lake.

And when the convoy came to the vicinity of Lake Shiratori, the scenery was completely different from the one I had seen a few days ago.

I saw that in the distance, the mortal area that had gathered on the shore of Shiratori Lake was shrouded in a layer of mist. And underneath, dense mortals gathered, like raging waves.

There was a faint sound of gongs and drums and shouts that shook the earth, and on several high platforms made of wood, it seemed that some kind of sacrifice was being held.

Wisps of smoke-like aroma wafted from the crowd, gathering a mist like a thin cloud.

The five essence-blood-level dragon life machine linkers were all on the same huge carriage.

Luo Qianqian wrinkled her nose, looked at the crowd in the distance who were as fanatical as ants, and said coldly:

"Sacrifices are just sacrifices, and the people are wasted and the money is lost."

Yun Meirong, who was sitting next to her, withdrew his gaze from Su Xing, and when he heard this, he seemed to be interested, and retorted with a smile:

"The various sacrifices of your Dayu royal family, you will not lose the battle of this Pinjiang."

Luo Qianqian looked at her coldly and didn't make a sound.

Yun Meirong seemed to defend Pinjiang City, and said with a smile:

"Moreover, it is said that the previous sessions of the Dragon Climbing Club did not have such a high spirit, and there were even a few sessions that did not even have the essence blood level. However, seven years ago, at the Dragon Climbing Society, there was a spirit-blood-level dragon species, and it was in a uproar. ”

Yun Meirong's eyes suddenly moved from Luo Qianqian's departure to the stiff old man who was wearing a hood and sitting away from everyone:

"You said yes, Dead Fellow?"

Everyone is not stupid, listening to this meaning, Yun Meirong seems to think that the dead old man knows the Dragon Club very well.

Su Xing's eyes flashed, the dead old man, as a bloodless zombie, was able to make a life with the dragon species, and there were many secrets hidden in his body.

The dead old man was like a dead tree, as if he hadn't heard.

Yun Meirong didn't care, at this time, she no longer had the obsessive look she had when she saw Su Xing in the Fang Market before, her face revealed a shrewd look, and she looked around at everyone in the carriage:

"Don't you think it's strange? Of all the dragon monks in the town, none of them came from the Dragon Temple? ”

glanced at Jiang Yu:

"You don't count, you're the one from the snake exorcist gate."

And continued:

"Since everyone's way of obtaining dragon seeds is very similar, they are all accidental opportunities in the Pinjiang River in the past few months, could it be that among so many monks in the Dragon God Temple, none of them have obtained dragon seeds?"

Everyone's eyes looked at her, and Yun Meirong smiled slightly:

"Naturally, it can't be. Moreover, I think that the number of people will not be small, and even the number of people at the essence blood level will not be inferior to us. ”

Su Xing's eyes moved slightly, once, he had seen Lu Kemiao once, and the other party was willing to give ten spirit stones in exchange for the dragon seed in his hand, but he refused.

It shows that Pinjiang City is indeed very indifferent to the ownership of the dragon species, and will not forcibly take it back. But at the same time, it does not reject the dragon species, and it is normal for monks to have a fateful opportunity.

And if this is the case, then at the Dragon Climbing Meeting, the dragon monks of the Dragon Temple are a natural alliance. And because of the knowledge of the Denglong Society, it is obviously a huge advantage.

"The real dragon is the only one in the world. There is only one person who can climb the dragon gate. Finally, the dead old man in the corner spoke hoarsely.

Yun Meirong's eyes lit up, and as soon as the dead old man spoke, he gave some new information, and it was not in vain that she hurried to let the door investigate the other party's information. So she smiled and said:

"If this is the case, the Dragon Temple will naturally not give up this opportunity to outsiders. Of course, all of you can be selected by the dragon species are all people with strong destiny and ambitions.

But I think that's because of this, no one is willing, and before the end, they are jointly excluded by the people of the Dragon Temple, right?

So I think that we, the 'outsiders', are the natural allies at this moment. ”

Yun Meirong stated the interests and disadvantages, revealing the intention of forming an alliance, and the people in the carriage all looked thoughtful.

After a while, Jiang Yu looked serious, and was the first to reply:

"I agree! Since I have taken the risk to participate in this dragon club, I naturally have to go further. ”

Everyone has not forgotten that those who participate in the Denglong Club are risky, and if they fail, they will end up with ten years of not being able to advance an inch.

Several of them are Tianjiao, willing to take such a big risk, of course, for the greater good.

Yun Meirong glanced at the rest of the people, Luo Qianqian and the dead old man almost clashed in Zhenzhu Town, which was the biggest obstacle to the alliance.

Skipping these two people, his eyes fell on Su Xing, smiling.

Being looked at by Yun Meirong, Su Xing's eyelids jumped slightly, and in this woman's fiery eyes, he always felt as if he was missing a few clothes.

However, Su Xing also understood what she meant at this moment, only his identity could suppress Luo Qianqian, who was born in the Dayu royal family, and was suitable to be this icebreaker.

It was also in his interest to form an alliance, but after a moment's thought, he spoke:

"I agree."

Su Xing's words really played a decisive role.

Soon after he spoke, a low voice came from the dead old man:

"I'm joining."

Luo Qianqian glanced coldly at everyone in the carriage, stayed on Su Xing for a while, and spit out two words concisely:

"Agreed."

There was no expected sarcasm or embarrassment, and the young celebrant showed her rather mature side, much to the surprise of the crowd.

But everyone also understood, or rather thought of another point. In the previous Dragon Climbing Society, I had never heard of anyone who had successfully ascended the dragon, and the corresponding number of elite blood dragon species colluded was extremely small.

But this time, there were five people present alone, and if you count the hidden ones in the Dragon Temple, then the number of elite blood dragon species and ordinary dragon species colluded will be far greater than the sum of the previous sessions.

This time, it will be the person who is most likely to succeed in the Dragon Gate!

Leap into a dragon!

A touch of heat swept through the hearts of several people.

There was silence in the carriage for a while, and after a while, only the hoarse and harsh voice of the dead old man was heard slowly:

"I did participate in the last edition of the Dragon Festival."

The dead old man is a zombie but can still collude with the dragon species, everyone has some speculation in their hearts, but at this moment, when they hear him say that he has participated in the Dragon Climbing Club, they are still shocked.

I saw that he seemed to sigh imperceptibly under the hood, and continued to speak:

"At that time, I was still human, a living person."