Soul Emperor Martial God

Chapter 3173: Night Emperor, Magic Dragon Pill

Patriarch Meng looked at the sneer on Xiao Yi's face, but didn't care.

Patriarch Meng chuckled, "I know, so my dream family chose Ying Zhao."

"Hallmaster Xiao Yi has always been hailed as a wise man, but today, he also said one thing wrong."

"Ninety percent of a hundred families should not impose an edict, not because she is the savior."

"Baijia is indeed afraid of her, but it does not mean that Baijia is a fool."

"It's..." Meng Patriarch laughed a little weirdly, "It's just because you, Xiao Yi, the Chief Hallmaster has not yet appeared."

Xiao Yi was stunned, "Why didn't I show up..."

Patriarch Meng interrupted, "There are hidden rumors that you made a big disturbance in the Ancient Realm Sect a few days ago."

"But, it's a rumor after all."

The hidden forces, perhaps knowing the existence of the ancient forces, can also hear a lot of news.

But it is impossible to talk about complete contact.

Patriarch Meng continued, "The mainland edict has also been issued."

"But, who knows that it was really under your Xiao Yi? What if those eight old foxes played us?"

"Our hundred families will never be used as guns anymore."

The Patriarch of Meng is naturally referring to the ancestors of the hundred families who died on the edge of the underworld.

"But you are different." The host of Meng said in a serious tone, "Hallmaster Xiao Yi, although you are often called Xiao Yi Xiao thief."

"But everyone knows that if you don't mess with you, don't touch your bottom line, you will not kill."

"A lot of inexplicable guys, you don't even bother to pay attention."

"Although you can't afford to be early, but you never take advantage of us."

"Not like those eight old foxes..."

The old Patriarch Meng did not continue speaking, but only said, "In short, just like the evil demon territories back then, the Baijia believes, not the Eight Palaces, but the Eight Palaces with your Xiao Yi."

Xiao Yi frowned slightly, "That girl in water is the savior."

The owner of Meng’s family instantly turned cold. "She killed my Meng family. If she doesn’t surrender, she will destroy my Meng’s family. The old man still cares who she is?"

Xiao Yi raised her eyebrows, "She is terrible. She cultivates the most powerful fantasy way in the ten world martial arts."

"Honestly speaking, none of my martial arts can compete with her."

"Including Kendo and Fire Road, which I am proud of."

Xiao Yi was telling the truth.

Indeed, none of the swordsmanship and firemanship he cultivated could be compared to the Taoist of Dreams.

In terms of kendo alone, I am afraid that the category of the third kendo in the world, Bingming kendo, can be compared with the Tao of Fantasy, and it is only comparable.

The old family owner Meng smiled, "But the old man believes in you, and Bai Jia believes in you too."

"Whenever others don't like you, you can always surprise them."

"Even the unicorn of the Dongfang family was planted in your hands."

"Those so-called Tianjiao evildoers, those who have never met in thousands of years, have become the corpses that walked before you stepped on them."

Xiao Yi frowned and said, "What did the old Meng Patriarch just say?"

Patriarch Meng smiled, "I'm just telling you about your opponent's situation, and I want to see the Chief Palace Master Xiao Yi, you are scared."

"Facts have proved that your indifferent smile, Chief Palace Master Xiao Yi, represents your extreme confidence."

Xiao Yi smiled knowingly, "Should I show up in another family?"

"That's not necessary." The old Patriarch Meng smiled, "The old man now sees you."

"The old man still has some face, and everyone believes what the old man said."

"We Mengjia, Murong's and other families who should have sent the family warriors to the southern base to support."

"It won't be long before the elite martial artists of each family will rush to."

"Work." Xiao Yi arched his hands.

Fortunately, Meng's family came first, and since it was so easy to solve, there was no need to bother to visit each family.

Xiao Yi glanced at the old Patriarch Meng and said, "Old Patriarch Meng seems to know a lot of secrets."

Patriarch Meng smiled, "You came to me first, isn't it for this reason?"

"The old man only lives long, so he knows more things."

Xiao Yi nodded, this Meng Patriarch is indeed the most unfathomable and respected existence among the hundred families.

According to rumors, this Meng Patriarch even participated in the Ancient War.

In other words, he is a witness to the end of the ancient years.

Of course, he did not live as long as Senior Luo did.

At the end of antiquity, at the time of the final battle, he was in his prime of life, and he participated in the war.

Senior Luo is a character who has existed longer than Eight Palaces.

And this Meng Lao Patriarch just happened to be during the last battle of the ancients.

To this day, Mengjia is also the family with the most profound and even the strongest among the hundred families.

Even to be precise, Mengjia is the top of the hundred.

The Holy Moon Sect is one of the eight sects and is not a hidden power.

Patriarch Meng chuckles and said, "The old man received the first mainland edict of the Eight Palaces, so he should leave."

"That time, the old man was not disappointed, nor regretted, and even felt that he would not hesitate to die."

"This time, I hope so too."

"Yes." Xiao Yi smiled lightly.

"Farewell." Xiao Yi arched his hands and wanted to leave.

Just turning around, words with big eyes suddenly rang in his mind.

"Mengjia? The ancestor of this little old man, but the night emperor, Menglongcheng?"

"Ye Di?" Xiao Yi was startled.

He has heard of this name.

Not the one from the Eastern Region fortress, but the strong emperor who still left countless horrifying legends on the mainland.

Xiao Yi just muttered to himself, but he caught a glimpse of Meng Patriarch's face suddenly surprised.

Xiao Yi looked directly at Meng's Patriarch.

Patriarch Meng shook his head, "I don't know who the Chief Palace Master Xiao Yi is talking about."

"My ancestor of the dream family is just a dreamer who was born around the middle of the ancient years."

Xiao Yi smiled, "Why the old Patriarch Meng concealed me."

Xiao Yi slowly spit out three words, "Dream Dragon City."

"You..." Patriarch Meng's pupils shrank.

Xiao Yi squinted, no one knew the name of the emperor.

From ancient times to the present, only the title of Yedi is left.

What I said just now was just a dream of the old Patriarch.

In my mind, words with big eyes resounded again.

"There is a play, boy, the magic dragon pill's pill is fixed in this little old man's hand and asked him to ask for it."

Xiao Yi nodded slightly without a trace, and looked at the old Patriarch Meng, "I wonder if the old Patriarch Meng has the magic dragon pill?"

Patriarch Meng's body trembled, and he also looked directly at Xiao Yi, "It turns out that this is the real reason why Patriarch Xiao Yi came to see the old man today."

Xiao Yi only chuckled, but said nothing.

He ghostly knows what magic dragon pill.

It was just a temporary talk with Big Eyes, and he asked temporarily.

Patriarch Meng looked at Xiao Yi's smile and felt that Xiao Yi must know everything.

"Huh." Patriarch Meng took a deep breath, "As expected, Xiao Yi is a thief. He even knows the secrets of my dream family."

"The magic dragon pill's prescription, the old man can give it to you."

"But what are you going to trade with the old man?"

"This..." Xiao Yi frowned.

He didn't know what was the use of this thing, what would it do in exchange?

"Change, kid, let him open the conditions, and you will definitely get the magic dragon pill."

The voice with big eyes even carries surprise and eagerness.

Xiao Yi smiled, "What does the dream old Patriarch want?"