Author: Battle of Tiandu

Through the short conversation between his master and the Mirage Patriarch, the Flying Feather Commander on the side observed the words and expressions, he was quite shocked by the purpose of this visit, but he didn't expect that there were so many reasons in it.

"I didn't expect that the famous Royal Highness the Seventh Prince, has not fallen yet, and is still living in an unknown place, this is really a great joy, if you let the Holy Lord who is far away in the "Dawn City", after his old man knows about this, I am afraid that the knot in his heart that has accumulated for many years will definitely be swept away."

Thinking of this, a hint of joy flashed in the depths of Flying Feather's eyes, but he hid it very well, and there was no unusual expression on his face.

The rest of the demon generals beside the Flying Feather Commander glanced at each other a few times, and with their talents, they secretly began to communicate.

However, at this moment, Bi Ling and the other three maids did not seem to have any movement in their hands, and stood beside Youmeng with a calm face, but they were using the power of divine thoughts, and began to use some secret techniques of the demon race, secretly and quickly transmitting and communicating, wait a minute, in case something is wrong there, they can also be prepared secretly all the time.

"Thank you Mirage Patriarch for your wonderful praise, this makes the little woman a little flattered, if it is me who forms a double partner with which young master of your clan, Mirage Patriarch, you also think too highly of me",

"Well, forming a Taoist couple is a big deal, I can't make decisions on my own, I need my father's nod to do it", Yumeng's eyes flashed slightly, shook his head slightly, and said in an easy-going and slow tone.

"You mean that you don't want to agree, since that's the case, the eighth princess of the dream, please go back, and the old man will not be far away", Gu Luoxi, the patriarch of the mirage dragon, spoke in a slightly cold voice.

"Mirage Patriarch, please calm your anger, please forgive me for the difficult to obey this condition you put forward, and please change another reliable condition!"

"Change the conditions"!

Mirage Patriarch Gu Luoxi's red golden eyes shrank, and his face was noncommittal, he thought about it in his heart, as if he had thought of something crucial, and suddenly laughed.

"Haha...... Just now, the old man lost his word, let your little doll laugh, it's okay to change the conditions",

"As long as you take the initiative to stay and stay in the Netherworld City for seven or eight hundred years, a drop of essence blood is nothing, what do you think of this condition! The old man has already made great concessions, should you think about it?"

"If you want to detain our eighth princess, Mirage Patriarch, do you think this is possible?" Before Yu Meng could speak, Bi Ling sneered and took the lead in speaking.

"This is by no means a detention, but a request for Princess Dreaming to stay voluntarily," Gu Luoxi, the Mirage Patriarch, said disapprehantly.

"Okay, I promise, seven or eight hundred years is not too long, as long as the Mirage Patriarch does what he says, as you wish", Youmeng thought for a moment in his heart, and then nodded his head, indicating that he was willing.

"Eighth princess, this old guy will never be so generous, there must be something strange in it", Bi Ling turned to the voice with his divine thoughts.

"We will never agree to your decision, Eighth Princess, if anything happens to you, we will die and we will not be able to explain to the Holy Lord." The Flying Feather Commander was busy casting spells and transmitting sound to stop him.

The Mirage Patriarch didn't care about the divine thoughts in his spiritual realm, and the old god stood and waited, not at all showing his anxious look.

Yumeng then glanced around at his personal maid and the demon generals such as the Flying Feather Commander, and said solemnly:

"I've decided, don't say anything, you wait and go back to the Demon Flame Mountain, you don't have the slightest news about today's events",

If something comes down from my father's side, you can block it for me first, saying that my cultivation has reached a critical moment, and I can't be distracted in the slightest."

"Princess Yumeng of the Ancient Demon Clan, have you thought about it now?" the Mirage Patriarch glanced at Youmeng and the others.

"Well, as long as the Mirage Patriarch gives the essence blood first, it is easy to say that he will stay in the Netherworld City for five hundred years", Yumeng said lightly, revealing a mouth full of white teeth.

"Of course, give the essence blood first, but the old man needs to put a small ban on you, as long as you don't leave here unconsciously in the next seven or eight hundred years, then there will be nothing wrong, you shouldn't have any opinion on this!"

"Okay, it's just the next ban, it's nothing", Yumeng nodded in agreement.

The Mirage Patriarch looked at the dream with a smile, and at the same time stretched out a finger, but saw that black filaments burst out from it, and these black filaments were like a power grid at the fingertips of the Mirage Patriarch, intertwining and melting at a very fast speed, and suddenly began to merge together.

In a short time, these filaments fused into one, and the Mirage Patriarch let out a low sigh, fusing the ends of his fingers into one black filament, and pointed at the ghost not far away.

I saw a black light hit the forehead and eyebrows of Youmeng at a speed that was beyond the reach of the naked eye, and in an instant, it disappeared into the sea of his divine consciousness and disappeared into nothingness.

Yumeng stood still and didn't move, but his brow furrowed slightly.

At this moment, Bi Ling and other personal maids with nervous faces hurriedly stepped forward to investigate the situation of their master.

"You don't have to worry, I'm fine, the Mirage Patriarch is not the kind of person who uses some insidious means that can't see the light", a smile appeared on Yumeng's delicate and delicate little face, and he didn't feel anything wrong in his body.

"Now that you've finished the ban, you're going to keep your promises!" Youmeng turned his head to look at the Mirage Patriarch, and said with a straight face.

"It's good that you little girl doll can rest assured, the old man will never break his word", Gu Luoxi, the patriarch of the mirage, said a little bit of his eyebrows, and his lips moved silently reciting some mantra.

Soon after, a crack suddenly opened in the center of the Mirage Patriarch's eyebrows, and a drop of golden blood slowly condensed and formed, and the Mirage Patriarch pulled the drop of essence blood out with a move of his five fingers.

A burst of majestic blood qi surging out in all directions, making several demon generals such as the Flying Feather Commander suddenly see this, and they couldn't help but be envious.

If they were to take this drop of mirage essence blood, it was estimated that they would be able to save thousands or even tens of thousands of years of penance, and maybe they would be stuck in the bottleneck of the True Immortal Realm, and thus break it and enter the Golden Immortal Realm.

The drop of essence blood wrapped in golden light suddenly solidified into a golden bead at the moment when it was pulled out by the Mirage Patriarch, dripping and spinning above its palm.

The crack in the center of the Mirage Patriarch's eyebrows, in the moment when this drop of essence blood containing the power of majestic qi and blood came out, quickly closed as before, and the crack of Fang Cai was no longer visible.

"Eighth Princess of the Dream, have you forgotten that you haven't given anything yet?" Gu Luoxi, the Mirage Patriarch, looked at the blood bead in his palm, a drop of essence blood containing 100,000 years of cultivation, and said meaningfully.

"Mirage Patriarch, don't worry! Demon Sui Jing will definitely give you a lot of money", Yu Meng said, raising his sleeve and waving in the direction of the Mirage Patriarch, and a crystal clear ring came out of his sleeve.

This ring resembles a jade bracelet, which is a storage magic weapon for high-level monks, and the effect of the storage bag is the same, but the storage space inside is much larger than the storage bag.

Only a high-level monk like Yumeng can afford to build it, and if I have to say how much space there can be, I can only say that it is okay to install a small hill.

Like some great forces of the sect, or some powerful cultivators, they can also create some rare space magic weapons, and among them, they can only become one realm and become a different space world.

When the mirage patriarch Gu Luo Xi saw the storage bracelet flying over, he just raised his other hand lightly, sucked it into the air, and absorbed the storage bracelet into his hand.

"The weight of the Demon Sui Crystal is no more, no less, exactly five hundred catties, come, you can take this essence blood condensation gold bead first! The old man is not the kind of person who can't say it."

The Mirage Dragon Patriarch Gu Luoxi said, and then the mirage essence blood that was solidified into a golden bead cast a spell in front of Youmeng.

Without hesitation, Youmeng reached out her right hand, which was as white as an onion, grabbed the mirage essence blood hanging in front of her in her hand, and smiled at the mirage patriarch, she said with a smile:

"Mirage Patriarch, you wait for a while, after I send this essence blood to my seventh brother, I will go with you to the Netherworld City to stay for seven or eight hundred years."

The Mirage Patriarch put away the storage bracelet in his hand, also showed a smile, and said indifferently: "Don't worry, I'll give you half a pillar of incense time, this should be enough!"

"Half a pillar of incense is enough, thank you for the kindness of the Mirage Patriarch, the little girl will thank you for my seventh brother first."

After the dream talked, he put the essence blood containing the majestic power of blood in front of him, and immediately stretched out a hand to spread out, and after a fluctuation and distortion of his palm, a boxy array disk appeared, and some strange words unique to the demon race were engraved on it, and they were twisted and twisted like tadpoles writhing one by one.

Bi Ling, Fei Yu Commander and the others on the side just watched helplessly, they also knew their master's intentions, and they never stepped forward to stop them.

Youmeng didn't dare to delay at all, put the mirage essence blood on the quadrangle array, and then bit the index finger of his right hand, using blood as the medium, he wrote and drew on the quadrangle array, and his cherry mouth opened and closed up and down, chanting some obscure incantation.

After a while, as the spell in her mouth stopped, the runes written by the dream on the array disk lit up with white light one after another, and soon formed a magic circle that teleported objects over a long distance.

Suddenly, the boxy array began to shine brightly, and one after another the Dharma Source fluctuated, rippling in all directions.

Suddenly, the boxy array buzzed, and a pillar of light like a substance rose into the sky, piercing into the depths of the heavenly dome.

The golden orb that the Mirage Patriarch had condensed with his essence blood in the array suddenly began to flicker brighter and darker, and then the next moment, the golden orb disappeared on the boxy array disk.

Yumeng exhaled lightly, her face that had become solemn because of nervousness, and slowly returned to normal, she raised her head to look at the depths of the sky, and the depths of her eyes showed a happy look.

Then she put away the array disk in her hand and bowed to the mirage patriarch who was watching coldly not far away, expressing her heartfelt gratitude.