Dragon and Tiger Taoist

The capital of the Dali Dynasty, Suzaku City.

After receiving the news from Pingyang County, sitting on the throne, Zhao Wuji was also quite moved. A real dragon is very tempting even to him, the emperor. He is the most qualified monster. It's just a high-grade root bone, and true dragons are generally better among monsters with superior root bones, not to mention the possibility of a true dragon with an immortal root bone.

"Although the real dragon is good, it has broken out of its shell. It is so arrogant that our royal family does not have the corresponding secret method. It is extremely difficult to tame it."

"Even if it barely succeeds, the consequences will be huge, and refining the true dragon will inevitably attract the hatred of the dragon clan. In the past, you might not have cared about it, but now times are different after all, and some gains outweigh the losses."

Looking to the south, it seemed like he was seeing a vast ocean, and the little thought in Zhao Wuji's heart quietly dissipated.

The higher you stand, the more you know, so Zhao Wuji has more taboos than the average person. Refining monsters such as dragons is not a problem, but refining real dragons is completely different in nature, and even Far more troublesome than killing a real dragon.

Nanhuang is adjacent to the South China Sea, and there is a Dragon Palace in the South China Sea. Although the Dragon Palace has not appeared in the world for a long time and is almost a legend, as the emperor of the Dali Dynasty, Zhao Wuji clearly knows that the Dragon Palace in the South China Sea has always existed.

Although the Dragon Palace of the Four Seas has always been led by the Dragon Palace of the East China Sea, the strength of the Dragon Palace of the South China Sea is still beyond doubt. At least the Dali Dynasty cannot compare with it.

There is no immortal or demon king in the world, but there is definitely more than one demon king in the Dragon Palace of the South China Sea. With the revival of heaven and earth's spiritual power, the demon disaster in the coastal area has become more and more serious, and has already involved a considerable part of the power of the Dali Dynasty. If it is offended again at this time The South China Sea Dragon Palace is not a good thing for the Dali Dynasty.

"Send the order and ask them to ignore the real dragon for the time being."

After pondering for a moment, Zhao Wuji made a decision.

"You should inform the three families and the four sects and ask them to restrain their greed and not cause disaster for themselves and the dynasty."

As he spoke, a hint of coldness appeared on Zhao Wuji's sallow face. Today, the three families and four sects have become more and more restless, and are gradually becoming more and more powerful. They are looking for opportunities to strike.

But when he thought of his ancestor who failed to survive the thunder tribulation, his heart sank again.

"I remember that there is an old guy whose life is at an end and his path is cut off. You go and give him the secret technique of extending life - Asking the Dragon, and at the same time spread the news about the birth of the real dragon. Do it in a subtle way. Remember, no matter what, you must let the real dragon die in the hands of that old guy. If necessary, you can secretly help him."

"Since this true dragon has no connection with my Zhao family, there is no need for it to exist. Although the possibility is very small, we still have to be on guard after all. Once this true dragon falls into the hands of others, it will be a trouble."

A flash of murderous intent flashed in his dark eyes, and Zhao Wuji spoke again. Although he did not want to offend the Nanhai Dragon Palace, the real dragon in Daqingshan was just a wild dragon in the end, so he would just kill it. , Nanhai Dragon Palace will not come to trouble the Dali Dynasty because of this, as long as it does not enslave.

Hearing this, the black-robed Taoist standing not far away nodded and disappeared.

As the order from the Dali Dynasty was issued, the turmoil caused by the birth of the real dragon mysteriously subsided. Although the lower levels were very enthusiastic and more than one group of people broke into Daqingshan, the real big forces never entered the scene. In the end, It's just a few ghosts added.

And this strange phenomenon continued until a moonless night.

Phew, the cold wind was blowing, and the Daqing Mountain was extremely quiet at night. It was at this time that the terrifying pressure came, and a huge dark golden eagle's claws poked out from the dark clouds, and grabbed Jiaoshou Mountain with one claw.

Roar, an angry roar sounded, and a bloody light shot into the sky, piercing the night. A real dragon with majestic scales, blood-colored body, and about thirty meters long appeared in the sky above Jiaoshou Mountain.

But the strange thing is that the blood-transforming mysterious light, which has always been invincible in the past and can turn living beings into dirty blood with just a slight contamination, failed to melt away this dark gold eagle claw this time, and only corroded the superficial flesh and blood on the eagle claw.

Bee, a sudden pain, an angry eagle cry sounded, and a pure white eagle head poked out from the dark clouds, with anger burning in its amber eyes.

And on top of it stood a monk wearing a gray robe and a mask. His face could not be seen clearly, and he could not even distinguish between male and female.

Different from the anger of the hawk demon, seeing the blood dragon behave like this, the gray-robed monk's eyes flashed with undisguised joy. He looked at the blood dragon as if he were looking at a supreme treasure.

"Okay, okay, okay, you are indeed a true dragon. If I can refine you and take your true dragon energy, I will not only be able to extend my life, but the way of the Yang God will also be opened in front of me."

The spiritual thoughts fluctuated, and with the blessing of the gray-robed monk's secret technique, the flesh and blood regenerated on the eagle demon's bone claws, and it grabbed the blood dragon again.

Seeing such a scene, the blood dragon's eyes were filled with ice, and he spat out a stream of blood-forming light again, but this time it was blocked by a layer of gray light lingering on the eagle's claws.

Buzz, the huge eagle claws closed, invisible shackles descended, the blood dragon's demonic power burst out, and he wanted to break free, but he couldn't do it.

"Stop struggling fearlessly and follow me back obediently."

Looking at the blood dragon that was about to be caught, the joy in the gray-robed monk's eyes became more intense.

Although the Dali Dynasty issued a ban, he didn't care. His potential had long been exhausted, and his life span was short. Without this blood dragon, his path was basically cut off. If he continued to live, he would just be waiting to die. That's all, it's better to seize this opportunity and give it a try.

Roar, seeing that there was no hope of breaking free, he let out a shrill wail. The dragon's eyes were full of determination, and the rich blood light suddenly burst out from the blood dragon's body.

From a distance, it looks like a bloody sun rising slowly over Daqing Mountain.

The next moment, there was a roar, like a thunderbolt from the blue, and the blood light drove away the darkness, reflected the red sky, and illuminated the entire Daqing Mountain. The blood dragon caught by the eagle demon brazenly exploded after realizing that there was no hope of escape.

Chirp, in the blood light, a white-feathered eagle with a wingspan of nearly a hundred meters let out an angry cry, flapped its wings, tore through the blood light, and soared into the sky.

The blood dragon's brazen self-destruction also brought considerable harm to the great demon.

Although he was unscathed on the eagle's back, the gray-robed monk's expression was extremely ugly. Although he knew that the true dragon was arrogant and extremely difficult to refine, he never expected that this blood dragon would be so strong-willed. Just blow yourself up.

"Dammit, let's go."

Although he was full of reluctance, the gray-robed monk did not dare to stay here any longer. After all, the noise caused by the blood dragon's self-destruction was too great.

And shortly after the gray-robed monk left, several more figures arrived at Daqingshan.

"Who made the move? The aura is a bit unfamiliar. It seems that it was specially covered up."

"They say that a true dragon is proud and proud, and I have seen it today."

Divine thoughts were flowing freely, and thoughts emerged one after another, some were amazed, some were doubtful, some were gloating, and some were regretful, all different. After all, they all had some thoughts about the blood dragon in their hearts.

After confirming that the blood dragon had indeed fallen, no other abnormalities were found, and these figures left Daqingshan one after another.

As for the bloody lake on Jiaoshou Mountain, although it was somewhat magical in their eyes, it was not worthy of their attention. Some people went to investigate out of caution, but found nothing. The secret realm was hidden deep and there was no special means. It's not easy to find the entrance.

After these people left, in the secret realm of the Blood River in the Blood Lake, an insect egg hatched quietly on the dark red crystal stone mountain that looked like a hill, and a blood-winged demon mosquito the size of a thumb emerged from it.

Looking up, he seemed to see the outside world. The green compound eyes of the Blood-Winged Demon Mosquito were full of cunning.