Author: Battle of Tiandu

In the opposite sky, Zhou's body was filled with black smoke like ink, and the figure in the state of blurring, he accepted the salute of the dream happily, and then asked casually:

"As the so-called Three Treasures Hall is not allowed to do anything, the eight princesses of the Ghost Dream suddenly visited our clan's Netherworld City today, where did the so-called come from!"

"Senior, I was entrusted by my brother, and I came here today to exchange for a drop of mirage essence blood, which is of great use", Youmeng slowly raised his head, his eyes slightly staring directly at the phantom in this virtual state.

"I want to exchange it for a drop of my clan's mirage essence blood, this ...... It is absolutely impossible, the mirage essence blood is very important to our race, and it will never be given to people who are not of our race."

"If I hadn't looked at your father's "Youmo Tian" face, you would have trespassed into our clan's important land today, and I am afraid that you would have been dead at this moment."

"Thank you Mirage Patriarch's men for your mercy", Yumeng saluted.

"Forget your trespass today, and get out of here with your escort." The phantom snorted coldly, and his faint voice was heard.

"Senior, don't be in a hurry to refuse, I'm also entrusted by others", Yumeng hurriedly rushed to the phantom and was about to explain, but before she could finish speaking.

"Bold, even dare not know how to advance and retreat". A loud shout rang out.

The thick black mist floating in mid-air, suddenly black light appeared, countless golden ancient runes quickly lit up, and a scorching breath was quickly compressed into a whirlpool, and then, the whirlpool compressed together, from which a spiral halo flowed in all directions, rippling open.

In an instant, the temperature of the surrounding air suddenly rose sharply, and this piece of heaven and earth was like being in a furnace in an instant, and the next moment, a figure more than ten feet tall quickly condensed.

This figure more than ten feet tall is covered with pieces of black dragon scales that are as hard as iron, and the pieces are closely next to each other, with sharp edges and corners.

On its huge head, a pair of brown vertical eyes, like two lanterns, emitted extremely hot flames, but the two pillars of flame light swept across the entire world like substance.

The demons such as the Ghost Dream and the Biling Flying Feather Commander suddenly saw this, and they were extremely shocked, but they were not frightened away by this scene, but they hurriedly cast a spell and retreated a distance, looking at the old patriarch of the Mirage Dragon Clan who showed his true body with a vigilant gaze.

Several guards such as the Flying Feather Commander and the Winged Demon who were watching from a distance quickly exerted all their strength, and a pair of flesh wings flashed out under the condensation of black demonic energy, and a rapid dive, rushing towards the Eight Princesses' dreams, wanting to protect their own masters at close range, in case of any mistake in their own Eight Princesses, then there would be no redemption.

"Your Royal Highness the Eighth Princess, are you okay?", the flying feather commander whispered, and streams of pure demonic qi were released from the body of the flying feather leader, quickly condensing in the air, forming a protective light shield.

Immediately after, the rest of the demon generals who rushed over also released the magic sources in their bodies and joined the light shield condensed by the Flying Feather Commander, vigilantly looking at the Mirage Clan Patriarch who had revealed his true body.

Yumeng glanced at the Demon Commander and other demon generals who were guarding the side, and she shook her head slightly, indicating that she was fine.

In the sky, the patriarch of the Mirage Clan, who was entrenched like a huge mountain, only watched the actions of the Flying Feather Commander and the other demons coldly, and the two very thick arms covered with black scales were turned upside down, as if he didn't care about the actions of the Flying Feather Commander and the other demons, and he watched with interest their eager actions.

"The juniors are willing to use three hundred catties of refined demon crystals in exchange for the mirage blood of the nobles, and I also ask the seniors to give me a drop of mirage essence blood to save people as I wish", Youmeng pressed the slightest unhappiness in his heart, smiled reluctantly, and said leisurely.

"Save people"! The master of the Mirage Clan was stunned for a moment, looked at the dream with a surprised gaze, and whispered:

"Did the old man hear it wrong, you used the mirage essence blood to save people, are you little doll delirious?"

"Senior, don't be impatient, wait for me to talk about it in detail", Youmeng said this, and his lips moved to say in a voice:

"I was entrusted by a wisp of my seventh brother's primordial divine message, he said that he was to save a person, as for who to save, I don't know now, I hope the mirage patriarch will agree to my seventh brother's request."

"What! That stinky boy in Youhan is not dead yet, where is he now", the Mirage Clan Lord was shocked when he heard his words, and his mind said.

Immediately afterwards, Youmeng continued to spread the voice without delay: "I also learned not long ago that my seventh brother is not dead, and I don't know where he is now, so I don't know the details."

"The war that happened on the Fuyuan Continent 8,000 years ago, if you think about it carefully, it is still vivid, and it can be described as earth-shattering."

"I can learn the information that the seventh brother is still alive today, the mirage patriarch, what else can I do, I hope you can help me, and help my seventh brother!"

"The old man has also heard about the war back then, I heard that the Heavenly Palace also sent a domain master at the peak of the Jade Immortal Realm to participate in that war, he didn't expect that the little guy Youhan was still alive in such a situation, since this is the case, if you want essence blood, then this is easy to say, to be honest, I still prefer this talented little guy", the Mirage Patriarch groaned slightly, and said in surprise.

"Really, Mirage Patriarch, how can you really agree to my request, and are willing to give me a drop of Mirage Essence Blood to help my brother save people."

Yumeng's eyes flickered slightly, the pupils under the eyebrows flickered, and the pupils of the human race were still slightly different, and a touch of joy suddenly came to her heart, but she did not show this surprise on her face.

"Don't be in a hurry to be happy, if you want a drop of essence blood of my clan, you have to agree to two requests, otherwise, you should please go back!" The Mirage Patriarch looked at Youmeng and suddenly thought of something in his heart, and said with his divine thoughts.

"Two requests, I don't know what kind of requirements the two requirements of the Mirage Patriarch are, and please make it clear to the Mirage Patriarch", Yumeng asked tentatively. This time, she didn't use the Divine Mind to transmit the sound, but spoke directly.

"I heard some gossip, the eighth princess of the ancient demon clan is shrewd and very careful, it can be said that it is not leaky, today it seems that if it is worthy of the name", the mirage patriarch laughed, and also did not use the divine mind to transmit the sound, and spoke directly.

However, at this time, the Flying Feather Commander and several other demon guards each held a pitch-black magic weapon in their hands, their expressions were quite solemn, but their eyes were staring at this without blinking, and the Mirage Patriarch with a body as high as more than ten zhang was very jealous in their eyes, but their duty was to muster up courage, holding something tightly in their hands, and always ready.

But seeing that the black magic weapon in the hands of the Flying Feather Commander and other demons was three inches square, and there was a head similar to a bull's head engraved on it, which was vivid and lifelike, and wisps of black smoke like ink overflowed from it, which looked quite weird.

"Oh, what you have in your hand is a magic weapon for cross-border communication, this makes the old man quite interested, what, I'm afraid that the old man will be angry and kill you", the mirage patriarch swept the jade pendant in the hand of the Feiyu commander with a cold eye, and said seemingly casually.

"Junior...... The younger generation has seen the mirage patriarch, this ...... That's not what you always think."

"I ...... I", Fei Yu explained hesitantly, the black light in his hand suddenly flashed, and the pitch-black jade pendant turned into a wisp of black smoke, submerged into his flesh and skin, and disappeared into nothingness.

He looked up at the Mirage Patriarch, his body trembled involuntarily, as if he was sifting chaff, and stammered with a very frightened expression.

"Your protector is earnest, this is understandable, since you have put away the communication array, then forget it!"

The Mirage Patriarch's eyes narrowed, and a divine sense power that could penetrate everything was condensed on the body of the Flying Feather Commander, and he said lightly.

"Thank you Allah, the holy light of the Mirage Dragon Clan, the adults do not care about the villains, and the juniors are offended."

The Flying Feather Commander immediately knelt down on one knee and pleaded guilty at the Mirage Patriarch, glancing at his own Eighth Princess out of the corner of his eye, as if he was waiting for something.

Youmeng was afraid that there would be some changes, and he couldn't care so much, so he hurriedly asked: "Please also ask the Mirage Patriarch to explain your two conditions."

"One condition is the Demon Crystal, I want five hundred catties, which is the main material for refining the Demon Armor and Demon Weapon."

"The second condition!" said the Mirage Patriarch, his eyes fixed and he took a closer look at the phantom dream that was standing in the air.

At this moment, after listening to the first request of the Mirage Patriarch, he didn't feel any surprise, and gently raised his white Qianqian jade hand, and skimmed a few strands of sideburns on his forehead behind the sharp ears, revealing his crystal clear eyes, and a trace of joy flashed from the depths of her eyes.

"I don't know what the second request of the Mirage Patriarch is?" Youmeng's eyes narrowed slightly, and she lightly pursed her lips and said leisurely.

Commander Feiyu received the gaze of his eighth princess, and he slowly stood up, lowering his eyebrows like the other maid guards, like a stone, not daring to make any other small movements.

"My request is for you to be married to the Chosen Son of my clan, so as to lay the foundation for an alliance between you and my clan." As soon as the Mirage Patriarch spoke, he looked at Youmeng with a smile.

When you hear this, your body is like being struck by lightning, and your slender and slender body trembles violently, and you stand silent for a long time.

However, the fact that Yumeng didn't speak didn't mean that the other four personal maids around her wouldn't say anything to refute.

Bi Ling was really angry in his heart, took a step forward, and unleashed the realm of the late stage of a true immortal without reservation, and said coldly at the tall mirage patriarch:

"Mirage Patriarch, what do you mean by this, we respect you as the old patriarch of the Mirage Clan, so we will be so polite and virtuous Corporal came to ask for a drop of essence blood to save people, and want our eighth princess to marry some holy son of your clan, do you think it is possible?"

"I, what kind of identity is our eighth princess, it is impossible to marry a spicy chicken waste like a holy son, Your Royal Highness the eighth princess, let's go", another personal maid beside Youmeng, took her master's hand, and said with a disdainful look at the mirage patriarch.

However, at this moment, the Mirage Patriarch, who didn't even move his eyelids, had almost no expression on his face, and the old god was watching the actions of these two personal maids, and sneered indifferently, in his opinion, the two personal maids with the same strength as the first low-level personal maids, and they dared to be disrespectful to him at the moment, if it was usual, such a low-level maid, he could make these two people die thousands of times with a flick of his fingers.

"You two must not be rude to the Mirage Patriarch, both of you will step back for me, it is not your turn to speak here", Yu Mengjiao snorted, and her tone was a little colder than usual.

When Bi Ling and the other three maids heard this, they immediately withdrew their hostile gaze and stopped saying a bad word, and the two of them immediately shut up and stood quietly aside.

However, the Flying Feather Commander, who originally wanted to show his loyalty, and several other demon generals, immediately stopped daring to say anything and stood quietly behind Youmeng.