Martial Dao Great Emperor

At the foot of Heijin Mountain Peak, a dozen or so Wujun level powerhouses encountered a problem.

Because this mountain has no steps and no focus, and it can't fly here, how to get to the top has become the biggest problem.

"This cave mansion small world is shrouded by two formations, one is a no-fly formation, and the other is to condense the vitality of the world in the entire small world in the palace on the top of this peak."

Wei Haoran was the only sixth-order formation master among all martial monarchs. After some clues and deduction for a long time, he discovered that these two formations were based on this Black Golden Mountain peak as the core of the formation.

"Master Wei, you don't want to sell it, how on earth should we reach this peak?" Sect Master Xuan Yang said.

"There is no way, but it takes time."

Wei Haoran frowned, glanced over the martial lords, and slowly said: "I can set up a formation to temporarily dissolve the no-fly effect here, but because the formation level here is too high, my formation flag will definitely not be able to keep it. ."

Having said that, Wei Haoran's tone paused slightly, "The value of the sixth-order array flag, I don't think I need to say more, you are also very clear."

Once these words were said, the dozen or so martial princes present did not understand what Wei Haoran meant.

"The damaged formation flag should naturally be compensated by us." Yuan Cheng Wujun said with a smile.

While speaking, he had already taken out a ring, raised his hand and threw it to Wei Haoran.

Wei Haoran looked at the 100,000 middle-grade vitality stone in the storage ring, nodded with a smile, then put the ring away and looked at the other martial lords.

The formation mage also relies on the ability to feed, everyone wants to reach the top of the peak, they must rely on him to break the formation, if you do not take the opportunity to make a fortune, you are simply sorry for the identity of the formation mage.

In fact, Wei Haoran knew very well in his heart that just the one hundred thousand middle-grade vitality stones given by Wujun Yuancheng would be enough to compensate for his lost formation flag.

Others didn't know how much Yuan Cheng Wujun gave, but they also didn't know how much blood he had. It was impossible for Wei Haoran to work in vain.

After all Wu Jun thought about it, they all took out a storage ring and handed it to Wei Haoran.

What Fan Tide gave was a pill, which was equivalent to the value of seven to eighty thousand middle-grade vitality stones.

Master Hong Ming also gave one hundred thousand middle-grade vitality stones. For those who have reached the cultivation level of martial monarchs, the middle-grade vitality stones have basically lost their effect on cultivation. They can only buy some material treasures in their hands. Any use.

Old Monster Qiu looked shabby, and he was very generous in his shots. He took out several materials for refining the sixth-order formation flag, which made Wei Haoran very satisfied.

The Palace Master of the Purple Mansion, Sect Master Xuanyang, and the Master of the Changhe Gate were equally wealthy, and they all paid Wei Haoran satisfaction.

But when it was the turn of the ancestors of the Tianwu Kingdom, what they brought out one by one was at most equivalent to the value of one or two thousand middle-grade vitality stones.

The same Wu Jun is a strong man, with different status and strength, and his net worth is also very different. A hundred thousand middle grade, for a strong man of Yuan Cheng Wu Jun's level, it is not a big deal.

But for Xu Jingnian, the ancestors of Wujun, taking out 10,000 or 20,000 middle-grade vitality stones is enough to make them painful.

Seeing Wei Haoran frown, Xu Jingnian and other Wujun ancestors couldn't help feeling nervous.

"not enough."

Wei Haoran frowned and glanced at these ancestors of Wujun, "Is it worth ten to twenty thousand mid-level shots?"

Having said this, Wei Haoran snorted coldly, "Some sect families ask the old man to arrange the formation. At least seventy to eighty thousand middle grades are required before the old man can make the move. Moreover, they need to produce the materials needed for the formation.

The formation mage is arrogant, especially the high-level formation master, if the reward given by the other party cannot satisfy themselves, for them, it is a humiliation to their identity as the formation mage.

Several Wujun ancestors all looked embarrassed, but didn't dare to refute, they could only endure the pain, and took out some middle-grade vitality stones.

After getting the reward that satisfied him, Wei Haoran’s old face showed a smile, thinking to himself, if there are other formation restrictions in the palace on the top of the mountain, he will definitely earn him a lot in this line. The pot is overflowing.

The four big guild giants of the Tianwu Kingdom, this Master Wei, has always been famous for being greedy for money, and his only preference is to accumulate wealth and create the most powerful puppet.

Practicing the way of formation is also extremely consuming material resources, whether it is to study small formations, large formations, or formation puppets, it will cost countless materials and huge amounts of money.

"Wei Caimi, how long will it take you to set up?" Yuan Cheng Wujun asked with a smile.

Wei Haoran was disrespectful of the term Caimi, and stretched out three fingers, then took out a dozen array flags, began to deploy the array, and portrayed the formation pattern runes.

...

Long Ming did not expect that Luo Xiu was so seriously injured that it took only three days to wake up from a coma and a deep sleep.

When Luo Xiu woke up, he was about to swallow a sixth-grade pill and was refining the power of the medicine.

With the special physique of the dragon clan, it only takes about a day to refine a sixth-grade pill. The cultivation base has soared from the seventh level of refining gods to the 9th level of refining gods in three days, and it is only one step away to reach the king of Wu. Level up.

As long as the pill now in the stomach is refined, it will be 70% sure that it can be restored to the level of King Wu.

But at this point, Luo Xiu woke up!

Opening his eyes, Luo Xiu released his divine consciousness at the first moment he woke up from the coma, and instinctively guarded the surroundings.

He first saw Yan Yue'er, who was unconscious beside him, with a pale face and weak breath.

Immediately after the second glance, he saw the corpses of some monster beasts around him, which should have been killed by Long Ming while sleeping.

Just when he was about to compliment the guy Long Ming, his divine consciousness keenly noticed the changes in Long Ming's body.

Nine Refining Gods?

When Long Ming was stared at by Luo Xiu's murderous eyes, it instantly had an urge to cry.

According to its calculations, with Luo Xiu's and Yan Yue'er's injuries, it will take at least a month to wake up, and even if they wake up, they must be very weak and require a long period of rest to fully recover. .

A month’s time is enough for Long Ming to restore it to the Wulord level. Although it cannot break the soul restraint without reaching the Wulord level, it can still be at the Wulord level with the several dragon secret methods it has mastered. Get rid of the soul ban.

But... but Luo Xiu, the enchanting evildoer, woke up in only three days?

Luo Xiu noticed the storage ring next to Longming's claws. He was familiar with this ring, which was the one worn by Yan Yueer.

Realizing that Long Ming actually wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to recover his strength while he was in a coma, and then attack him, a fierce killing intent emerged in his heart.

Once this guy got rid of the control of the soul forbidden, maybe he would attack himself, and even hurt Yan Yueer because of this. Luo Xiu would never allow this to happen.

A shadowless dragon does have great training value, but if it is like a time bomb, it may backfire itself at any time, instead of keeping it, it is better to eliminate the trouble!

"Aren't you going to explain it to me?"

Taking a deep breath, Luo Xiu resisted the murderous intention and asked Long Ming in a deep voice.

Because he saw the corpses of the monster beasts around him, obviously without Long Ming's protection, during the three days that he and Yan Yueer were in a coma, God knew what tragedy would happen.

Long Ming was already prepared to be tortured by Luo Xiu's manipulation of Soul Ban, when he suddenly heard Luo Xiu's question, he couldn't help but was taken aback.

"I...I just want to get rid of the shackles of the soul forbidden and regain freedom." Long Ming said.

Anyway, since Luo Xiu had discovered it, Long Ming simply turned his mind and said angrily: "Uncle Long, I was also a martial emperor-level powerhouse in the ancient times. I was suppressed five times in the Mystic Realm of the Supreme Profound Gate. Ten thousand years, I almost didn't get mad!"

"Fifty thousand years have passed, and my lifespan is about to be exhausted. After nine deaths, I regained a new life with the secret method of the dragon clan, and it fell into your hands. Uncle Long, I am not willing!"

It used to be a dragon clan powerhouse comparable to Emperor Wu, with its own arrogance and spine. If it weren't for the rebirth that was finally obtained, even if it was dead, it would definitely not want to be controlled by the soul.

Just like the ancient times, it would rather be suppressed in the Mystic Realm of Ten Thousand Demons, and never see the sky for fifty thousand years, and he has never succumbed to the Taixuan Sect.

It is equivalent to having died once, and because of this, it cherishes its current life more and is more afraid of death than in the past.

"You want to get rid of the soul ban, I can understand, but don't you think that even if I let you go, if you fall into the hands of other martial arts powerhouses, you will still be controlled by the human soul ban, after all You are no longer the dragon clan powerhouse of the ancient times, and you don't have the strength of the Wudi level powerhouse."

When Luo Xiu uttered these words, Long Ming was also silent. Today's heaven and earth are different from the ancients, and the heaven and earth are weak. Unless they can find a large amount of training resources, it will not be able to recover to their former peak strength.

And before its strength is restored, the value of an ancient shadowless dragon is absolutely invaluable in the eyes of the current martial arts powerhouses. Once it is discovered, countless powerhouses will be dispatched to arrest it.

Although mastering the talent of space, it is not easy for others to catch it, but they are not afraid of 10,000, just in case, if they are really caught, others may not be as good as Luo Xiu.

Maybe it will erase its memory and raise it as a beast pet mount.

"You should also be very clear that if you weren't in the mysterious realm at the beginning, you would take this to bite me back, I might not plant a soul forbidden in your sea of ​​knowledge."

"If it were not for your backlash, I would not suppress your growth and recovery."

"What I need is a companion who can be trusted and entrusted, not a traitor who has to worry about whether the other party will stab me in the back all the time."

Luo Xiu's words paused slightly, staring at Long Ming, "If you want freedom, yes, I will lift your soul ban in the sea of ​​knowledge and let you go."

"But if you choose to stay, I hope you can put aside the arrogance of being a strong dragon in the past and become a partner worthy of my trust."

"Whether to go or stay, you choose for yourself."

In fact, Luo Xiu knew he was not a good person.

But he is a person with distinct grievances. If it weren’t for Long Ming to protect them from being harmed by monsters during the three days when he and Yan Yue’er were in a coma, he wouldn’t talk too much nonsense at all, and would directly provoke the soul ban. Destroy this shadowless dragon.

In any case, in a sense, Long Ming saved his life and Yan Yue'er, so Luo Xiu gave it the right to choose to stay.

Long Ming was silent, and it did not expect that Luo Xiu did not blame himself for stealing the pill to restore his cultivation, but instead gave him the right to choose freedom.

It almost couldn't help but screamed Lao Tzu wanting to be free, but when the impulsiveness in its heart faded, it began to use reason to think about the gains and losses of keeping.

Long Ming also knew that there was no hatred between it and Luo Xiu. In the final analysis, it was because of his dignity and arrogance as a dragon clan powerhouse that he was unwilling to suppress it under the hands of a later generation kid.

But then I think about it, compared to freedom, its own security and the restoration of strength are more important.

If it chooses to leave Luo Xiu, it will have to find resources and treasures by itself. Maybe it will encounter some powerful martial arts expert, who will take it away and erase the memory as a mount. It will only be a slave for its entire life. The person rides under the crotch.

And what if you choose to stay with Luo Xiu? Although the strength of this kid is still very weak, his growth rate and potential are terrifying.

The most important thing is that this guy is an alchemist. As long as he has enough pills, it is not difficult for him to restore his cultivation.

Of course, if you want to get the pill from Luo Xiu's hands, the first thing you must solve is the issue of mutual trust.