"Xiaolong'er, you answer outside. ”

Ye Chuan commanded and dived towards the Green Dragon Hall alone.

The prohibitions along the way were quickly detected and avoided by him, but when he arrived here, a sense of danger arose.

This danger did not come from Li Guanghan's old enemy, nor from the powerful Qinglongmen Sect Master, but from the Qinglong Hall itself. Especially the stone carving of the green dragon on the wall of the Qinglong Palace, it gives people a very bad feeling, like a god and demon who has existed for eternity, coldly looking at the uninvited guests who broke in.

This is also a kind of prohibition, the Qinglong ban!

Ye Chuan felt keenly, restrained the breath and power fluctuations in his body, and cautiously sneaked over, dodged the guards outside, and hung upside down under the eaves like a bat.

In the Qinglong Palace, a man and a woman sit above the main hall, the man is middle-aged, burly and tall with a big beard, and the power in his body fluctuates and is surging and powerful, and he is vaguely better than the old demon of Yinshan, and it seems that he is the master of the Qinglong Gate. The woman is veiled, and her outfit is also a little old, but her demeanor is noble and elegant, and she should be the lady mentioned by the little maid Zhao Shuya.

Li Guanghan stood at the bottom of the main hall, and behind him stood two powerful masters, and their cultivation was not low, at least they were above the sixth level of real people.

"Flying Dragon Sect Master, how did you think about what you said two days ago?" Li Guanghan asked, staring at Long Fei, the master of the Qinglong Gate who was sitting above the main hall, because he was known for his outstanding style, and Long Fei, the master of the gate, was also known as the Flying Dragon. It is said that a hundred years ago, Long Fei had a decisive battle with a peak demon cultivator from the Dark Moon Continent, and as a result, the other party was stunned and couldn't touch the body of the flying dragon after three hundred rounds, and he couldn't even touch the corners of his clothes, so he fled back to the Dark Moon Continent in a gloomy manner.

"Your Highness, although the Cloud Mist Sect is getting worse and worse, and has just experienced a great battle, it consumes a lot, but after all, the long inheritance is not comparable to ordinary small sects. If you want to attack it in one go, the 200,000 army can't do it, how can I have a mere Qinglongmen? Difficult, difficult, difficult to ......" Long Fei, the master of the Qinglongmen Gate, shook his head and politely refused.

Li Guanghan has a noble status and has promised a generous reward, and ordinary people will definitely not refuse his request lightly. But attacking the Cloud Mist Sect is not a trivial matter, and Long Fei, who is on Xiongba's side, does not dare to agree lightly.

"The last promise remained unchanged, and in addition, one million taels of gold, fifty thousand war horses, and two thousand carts of grain, grass, weapons and armor were added. Li Guanghan's eyes lit up, and he made a bigger promise, although his facial features could not be seen with a black cloth covering his face, but even if he turned into ashes, he could recognize it at a glance.

"Your Highness, we really can't help it, it's not that we can't help you, but we can't do it. ”

Long Fei, the master of the Qinglong Gate, shook his head with a look of embarrassment.

The princes are full of troubled times, one million taels of gold is nothing, but 50,000 good war horses are a generous gift, no matter which princes and kings are eager for it, Long Fei is also excited.

Different from ordinary sects, the Qinglong Gate straddles the mundane world and the cultivation sect, it is not only a cultivation sect, but also a prince, and Long Fei has a full 180,000 elite soldiers under his command. The south is hot and rainy, not suitable for horse breeding, and almost all of the 180,000 elite soldiers are infantry, and they will suffer a lot if they fight with other princes and kings. With 50,000 good war horses, it is different, and an elite cavalry can be quickly formed.

Long Fei's heart was moved, but thinking about the power of the Cloud Mist Sect, he still gave up.

Is it worth fighting to the death against the Cloud Mist Sect, which has been inherited for millions of years, for the sake of 50,000 war horses? Of course it's not worth it! After weighing the two sides, Long Fei, the master of the Qinglong Sect, still refused Li Guanghan's request.

"Flying Dragon Sect Master, see what this is?"

Li Guanghan didn't give up, it seemed that he had expected the rejection of the Qinglongmen sect master, and suddenly pinched a magic trick in his hand and sacrificed a glaive knife. It is about three zhang long, the blade is as thick as an arm, the back of the knife is very thick, but the blade is very thin, and the cold light is extremely sharp at a glance. With a few casual swings, it whirred, bringing up a series of sharp knives.

"Green Dragon Glaive?"

Long Fei, the master of the Qinglong Gate, exclaimed, Huo Ran stood up, and the lady sitting next to him was also shocked.

The Qinglong Glaive is a peerless treasure that has been passed down from generation to generation in the Qinglong Sect, and it is known as a great killer weapon to suppress the luck of the sect. It's a pity that more than two hundred years ago, this big killing weapon disappeared along with the previous master, and according to legend, it was lost in some unknown murderous domain. For two hundred years, Qinglongmen has been looking everywhere but there is no news. Suddenly seeing Li Guanghan sacrifice this big killing weapon, Long Fei, who was calm and calm, couldn't help but be shocked.

"That's right, this is your Blue Dragon Gate's peerless treasure, the Blue Dragon Glaive Knife. Many years ago, someone paid tribute to his father and stored it in the Imperial Armory. Li Guanghan nodded and said, "Flying Dragon Sect Master, I will return this big killing weapon to Zhao and give it to you, how about you help me destroy the Cloud Mist Sect and kill that kid from Ye Chuan?"

Li Guanghan came prepared, and he was determined to kill Ye Chuan, so he did not hesitate to take the risk of stealing the treasure of the Blue Dragon Glaive from the Imperial Weapon Pavilion.

Long Fei, the master of the Qinglong Gate, was silent, this time, he didn't agree, but he didn't refuse immediately, and he began to hesitate in his heart.

Sending troops to attack the Cloud Mist Sect didn't need to think much to know that it was a tough battle, and if you were not careful, you would follow in the footsteps of the Great Qin Dynasty and suffer heavy casualties. Promising Li Guanghan to send troops, the Qinglong Sect may have to lose a lot of troops, but if he doesn't agree, the peerless treasure of the sect that he has been looking for for many years, the Qinglong Yanyue Knife, will be missed.

To fight, or not to fight?

Long Fei was very conflicted in his heart and hesitated.

"Flying Dragon Sect Master, tell you a secret, my father Emperor went mad due to forced practice, and he may soon die. At that time, I will be the King of Great Qin, who reigns over the world. What to do now, you think clearly. ”

Li Guanghan added another fire to strike while the iron was hot, and secretly threatened after the temptation, and the meaning of his words was very clear.

Now, he has a request, but Long Fei, the master of Qinglongmen, does not agree, and when he ascends the throne and becomes the new king of Great Qin in the future, Qinglongmen will not want to have a good life.

"Your Highness, destroy the Cloud Mist Sect, my Qinglongmen really doesn't have that strength. In this way, I invite the world's masters to help you kill Ye Chuan desperately, how about it?"

This time, it was Li Guanghan's turn to be silent.

After planning for so long, he still can't destroy the Cloud Mist Sect, he is unwilling!

"Okay, it's a word, when will you do it?" After a long time, Li Guanghan gritted his teeth and said, his voice was hoarse, and he had no choice but to make a choice. Anyway, let's kill Ye Chuan first.

"Three days, at least three days, for some of my brothers to arrive. Your Highness, as you know, some of my brothers live in ...... Who?"

Long Fei, the master of the Qinglong Gate, suddenly shouted loudly, and flew towards Ye Chuan under the eaves.

Hearing that Long Fei agreed to do it, Ye Chuan's heart shook, and he accidentally touched a tile. The slight sound alarmed Long Fei, the master of the Qinglong Gate who had cultivated to a powerful level. In an instant, the latter flew to the scene, faster than stepping on a flying sword, and slapped it viciously.