Chapter 4198 Han Shui Zhe Long Wen Ting Tao
Shun Dongxiao was originally a perverse person. After cultivating to the realm of the Golden Immortal Dragon Clan, the past grudges have been accumulated in his heart and he has not been able to get revenge. , after so many years of suppression, the hatred has not been relieved at all, but has continued to grow and grow in the backlog.
It's just that Shun Dongxiao has also learned to be forbearing. As long as he can destroy Wen Kaishan's tribe now, and even destroy several other dragon tribes, his knot will naturally be resolved. Even if the headless white corpse, or the Thunder Winged Lin Beast Clan only has use value for him, a traitor to the Dragon Clan, and doesn't have much goodwill, it doesn't matter. The Dragon Clan originally set up Tianmu Thirty to seal this secret realm. It is not an ordinary difficulty for foreigners to crack the six altars.
Even if the two tribes join forces to deal with the Dragon Clan, they must rely on him to crack the arrangement of Tianmu's Thirty-Six Altars and shake the foundation of the Dragon Clan. With the Thirty-Six Temples of Tianmu around, even if he is alone, he still has the capital to bargain with the two clans. In addition, through the secret realm caused by the loosening of the Thirty-Six Temples of Tianmu, he can communicate with the outside world from time to time. It is said that he has already communicated with the demon clan in the outside world. They are the demon clan to which the Nanhai Dragon Palace belongs.
It would be great if he could use this to establish a connection with the Dragon Palace of the South China Sea. If not, even if he leaves this secret realm, with his cultivation level being so great in the world, there is nowhere he can go. If the headless White Corpse and the Wind and Thunder Winged Lin Beast Clan wanted to cross the river and burn the bridge afterwards, they would have to have that opportunity.
No matter what, let's destroy the dragon clan in Xiaolong Mountain first and put an end to the hatred in our hearts for many years.
At this time, the dragon tribe's security in Xiaolong Mountain was obviously much tighter than before. There was something unusual at Tianmu Thirty-six Altar. Wen Kaishan sent the tribe's elite there, and at the same time contacted other dragon tribes. . The clan has mobilized a considerable part of its strength, and at this time the rear should be alert to the possible movements of the headless white corpse and the wind-thunder-winged beast.
"Brother Huan!" At this time, Wenxu led a group of dragons passing by Black Stork Valley. He saw a dragon wearing copper-colored armor patrolling the surroundings in the distance, and happily exchanged a greeting with him. call.
"Wen Xu, is there nothing strange here?" After looking around for a week, Yan Mufeng's eyes fell on Wen Xu, the leader.
"No, Brother Huan, I heard that you were sent to Qingxi Cliff. Why are you here at Black Stork Valley?" Wen Xu said in confusion.
"It's not peaceful outside recently. I've completed my inspection mission but I still can't settle down, so I looked around to see if there was anything unusual." Luan Mufeng said.
"That's not right. The elders strictly ordered the inspection teams in each area not to cross the scope of their duties casually." Wen Xu frowned. Although Guan Mufeng was his old acquaintance, under the elder's order, Wenxu still feels that orders should be strictly followed during extraordinary times.
"Well, there's nothing going on here. I'll go back right now." Luan Mufeng nodded.
Wen Xu breathed a sigh of relief, as long as the other party didn't make it difficult for him. But before the breath could be completely exhaled, Wenxu suddenly couldn't help but shuddered, and chills ran down his body. This kind of resignation would only occur when facing a crisis that is almost irresistible or threatens his life. His terrifying sense of crisis is just that he is now in the heart of the tribe. Where does this sense of crisis come from?
While Wen Xu was surprised, he suddenly felt a faint tingling sensation under his feet. Wen Xu instinctively jumped into the air. Before he could greet the five team members behind him, several muffled sounds were heard one after another. . Several yellow rays of light suddenly emerged from the ground and directly pierced the bodies of the five tribesmen. Several tribesmen were killed or injured in an instant. But Luan Mufeng, who was about to leave just now, suddenly raised his hand, and several threads of silk thread wrapped around Wen Xu who had just stood up, and two swords as thin as crystal flew out.
One of the sword shadows flashed past the three other injured tribesmen, cutting them in two. Wen Xu was not wary of Guan Mufeng, a member of the same tribe and with whom he had a good relationship.
In addition, the distance between the two sides was extremely close at this time, and Luan Mufeng made a sudden move. Wenxu had only time to avoid the bright and fast flying knife, but he was entangled in one of the threads. Another flying knife slash After killing several of his companions, he circled an arc in the void and entered from behind Wen Xu. Wen Xu only felt a burst of pain, and his whole body fell into a devouring black hole. In the blink of an eye, his body It was completely swallowed up. In fact, this was indeed the case. When the crystal-like flying knife penetrated into his body, Wenxu's body lost all energy and blood, and his body withered.
"Blood Hell Blade! Huan, Huan Mu, Feng, how, how dare you." Before he could finish his words, Wenxu's vitality was extinguished, and the originally burly dragon body was like this. At that time, only the outer layer of skin was left, and all the soul inside, including the soul, had been sucked by the crystal-like flying knife.
"I can only blame you for so many things. If you had just led the tribe away without caring about me, I wouldn't have done this cruel thing." Luan Mufeng stretched out his hand to recall the flying knife and sighed quietly. He did have a good relationship with Wenxu originally, but the other party was unlucky and happened to patrol this area, and Guanmu Feng was ordered by Shun Dongxiao, but he could not leave.
"The Qi of the Hidden Dragon is divided into eight paths and goes around the gorge. If you count the time, one of them will pass by this place after one stick of incense." Guan Mufeng put away the melancholy in his heart and his eyes twinkled. Wen Xu's patrol team was all wiped out in his hands, and he couldn't delay it any longer.
Lian Mufeng looked at the terrain of the nearby Black Stork Valley several times, took out a brocade bag and opened it. Eight small yellow bells flew out of the brocade bag and landed in eight different directions and sank into the ground. .
After a stick of incense, eight yellow lights emerged from the ground, and loud bells sounded one after another. The mighty bells and the roar of the angry dragon inside came one after another, shaking the people. Luan Mufeng's vision turned black for a while.
"The Eight Bells Locking Dragon Formation is finally complete!" Luan Mufeng exclaimed, without caring about the situation here, he flew away and shot away in the distance.
"How dare you, Fang Xiaoxiao, to invade the hinterland of our Dragon Clan!" At this time, an old and furious voice came from afar.
There was a sound of surging water coming from the void, and an old man in blue cloth with the head of a dragon looked around with furious eyes, stepping on the light blue clouds in the void.
Lian Mufeng looked back in shock and horror.
“Long Wen, who is hiding in the vast water, listens to the teaching!”
“Death for rebellion!” Old Long Wen in blue shouted angrily when he heard the teaching, and the waves suddenly rolled in the void, like an angry sea. The waves set off thousands of waves, and the sound of waves crashing directly into the depths of Luan Mufeng's heart.
Lian Mufeng suddenly felt countless thick waves beating around in his body. Under the violent turbulence, his body seemed to be torn apart and he vomited blood. Seeing that De Wen Tingdao grabbed him with empty hands, cutting off all his escape routes, blood surged in Luan Mufeng's body, and with a bang, it exploded into a ball of blood mist, and his body parts exploded from the inside.
(End of this chapter)