Ancient Fiend Dragon Emperor

"no!"

As soon as Dong Zu finished speaking, before Jin Lan and others could speak, a dignified middle-aged man in white clothes from the Yidao Palace spoke decisively.

"This sect competition is not just for your Sword Immortal Tomb, Immortal Dao Court, and Giant Island. It is true that your disciples died, but it was all because of their greed. If not, how could they be buried here. After this experience, , if they are still alive, they will understand that there are some things they can get, but there are some things they are not qualified to get."

"right."

Over at the Huashen Pavilion, there was also an old man who nodded in agreement.

He looked at Jin Lan and others and smiled coldly, "Thousands of years ago, during the 28th sect competition, almost all the disciples of the ten major sects died, and they did not stop the competition in the middle. You are just dying now." How many people are there? Is it interesting to doubt this and that?"

"Don't forget, after the end of the 28th Great Competition, almost all the people alive have now become the pillars of the major sects. Their ability to survive such a crisis is not only for their Their knowledge, their style of doing things, their methods of dealing with things, and their spiritual sublimation have all been greatly improved."

These words made the other eight super sect leaders look a little ugly.

Liu Shui Kuanghan looked at the old man in Huashen Pavilion and snorted coldly, "What you said is easy. Not a single disciple of Huashen Pavilion died and left safely. Of course you don't have to worry!"

"Hahaha, there is such a decisive girl, what should I worry about?" The old man laughed, obviously very satisfied with Wen Ling.

When Wen Ling killed the young man as a warning to the monkeys and forced him to leave the Huashen Pavilion, the old man was still frowning.

But at this moment, he was extremely satisfied with Wen Ling.

If the disciples of Huashen Pavilion had not left before, Huashen Pavilion would have lost at least a thousand disciples at this moment, or even more!

"If this sword light is really not a weapon spirit, but someone is in it, what will you say?" Duanmulin also said gloomily.

The middle-aged man on the other side of Yidao Palace said lightly, "If there is really someone, it is because the disciples of your sects are too greedy. If this person is among them, this long sword must be his weapon. If you want to snatch the weapon from others, you must If you have the strength to snatch it, otherwise, your death will be in vain.”

"Xu Zifeng, you'd better speak politely. After all, your disciples from Yidao Palace are still under siege by monsters!" Duanmulin snorted coldly.

"If they die, their life span is over. If they live, I will reward them after they return to the clan." Xu Zifeng's words were still calm.

This is not something he is pretending, but this is his true nature, or in other words, most people in the entire Yidao Palace are like this.

If you are in the Palace of One Sword, you will act decisively and never procrastinate or hesitate.

For example, at this moment, those disciples were besieged by monsters, but there was no look of fear on their faces.

This competition is what they want to do. They all feel that even if they really die in this competition, they may regret it, but they definitely deserve it.

"In my opinion, there is little chance that the entrance to the Divine Medicine Mountain is a human being."

Dongzu pondered, interrupting the cynicism of many sect leaders: "A few years ago, news spread that this competition would be held in the Divine Medicine Mountain. Do you still think that this Dragon Martial Continent? Is there anyone who dares to challenge the majesty of your ten super sects?"

"Dongzu, a few months ago, the God of War Sect was destroyed by two third-class strongholds and one second-class stronghold. They also killed the tenth team of Hanyin Guards and the first team of Hantie Guards."

Jin Lan spoke as if he was reporting, but in fact, he was rebutting.

The majesty of the super sect is indeed eternal, but after all, there are still people who want to challenge it.

After she finished speaking, before Dongzu could speak, someone on the platform of the God of War Sect showed a chill.

"Jin Lan, our Shen Zhan Sect has issued a wanted order for Long Wu. This person will definitely not be free for long. Don't use this matter as an excuse. It is impossible to say that the transportation route of your Immortal Court has been destroyed at this moment!"

"Is it?"

Jin Lan smiled lightly and did not refute again.

But her look made Na's face look even more ugly.

…

In the Divine Medicine Mountain, at the entrance, is inside the cave.

Su Han's face turned slightly pale, his eyes looked at the magic sword Jiye in his hand, and he shook his head with a wry smile.

"Although the power of Earth-Netherworld weapons is huge, it also consumes a lot of money." Su Han murmured.

The three swords he just swung were still without the magic sword Ji Ye being unsheathed.

If it is unsheathed, just the sword will drain out the spiritual energy at the peak of the Dragon Spirit Realm in his body, along with those spiritual power threads!

"One strike is equivalent to the consumption of a low-level forbidden spell." Su Han sighed.

When he used the Forbidden God Technique, he also consumed all the dragon power in his body.

However, the main source of casting the forbidden curse is the magic element. Fortunately, Su Han can temporarily integrate the magic element with the dragon power. Otherwise, he would not be able to cast it at all with his fifth-level great mage cultivation.

"If one dragon pill can be condensed, the dragon power contained in the dragon pill should be able to support the consumption of three swords when the magic sword Ji Ye is unsheathed."

"It seems that if it is not necessary in the future, it is better to use this knife..."

As he finished speaking, Su Han thought. On his finger, the space ring flickered, and a large number of dragon pills were floating around.

These dragon pills were all stained with blood. Su Han's cultivation was shocked, and the blood immediately turned into nothingness.

"Nine thousand seven hundred and thirty..."

Su Han's mind swept over these dragon pills, and a look of joy appeared on his face.

Each of these gentians is the size of a demon pill, and the number is close to nine thousand, making the entire cave unable to contain them.

Su Han had no choice but to blast open the cave a little more, and then leveled the nearly nine thousand dragon pills.

"It has been two years since I left the Phoenix Sect. In the past two years, I finally collected the amount of the first Dragon Pill."

He had already devoured hundreds of Dragon Pills before. At this moment, the Dragon Pills in the cave were still left after condensing Su Han's first Dragon Pill.

Taking a deep breath, Su Han's eyes flickered, and with a wave of his hand, a thousand dragon pills immediately floated up.

"Bang bang bang..."

Immediately afterwards, under the flash of Su Han's thoughts, some cultivation burst out, and those dragon pills turned into dragon power with a muffled sound.

Su Han used the Demon Dragon Emperor Technique, and a vortex appeared above his head. This vortex was not big, but its suction was extremely fierce, and it directly swallowed up all the spiritual power!

End of this chapter