Supreme Dragon Seal

Mingyou's heart shuddered, seeing the miserable appearance of the middle-aged man next to him, a chill ran down his spine. .

Seeing his companion's terrifying appearance with his mouth wide open, unable to even make a sound, Mingyou knew how cruel this witchcraft was.

If he could yell out loud, that would be a way to vent his pain, but now he can't even scream in his throat, and all the pain is contained in his body.

At this time, the middle-aged man's eyes and nose were bleeding, and even drops of blood leaked from the pores of his skin, which looked like a ghost.

"This is just an appetizer. If you still don't intend to cooperate, then I will start serving the main course." The old man said in a hoarse voice, looking at the middle-aged man's miserable appearance, he seemed to enjoy it a little.

Mingyou was stared at by the cold eyes of the old man, but his heart gradually relaxed. The matter has come to this point, and he is powerless to recover.

However, since the secret of the Underworld tribe is a secret, how can it be known to outsiders?

Mingyou looked at the middle-aged man, this guy has been with him for so many years, although he is vicious, he always thinks of him, but now he is going to die with him.

The middle-aged man seemed to have a sense, and the eyes that were bleeding so hard that they couldn't even see the eyeballs turned around, and a smile was pulled on the face that was twisted like a ghost, but it looked even more terrifying.

The old man suddenly felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell for a while. The two were restrained by the witch god. There should be no reason for them to make small movements. It is impossible to do it even if they want to die.

But just when he was thinking this way, a faint light suddenly flashed between the brows of Mingyou and the middle-aged man, and then, a terrifying power was emanating from their bodies. Although they were restrained by the witch god, their bodies began to become illusory.

"I want to die! You can't die without my consent." The old man was startled and shouted loudly. He used a few witchcraft, but it was as if nothing had disappeared.

At this time, the old man's temples were dripping with cold sweat, if they died like this, how could he explain to Lord Wu Shen.

At this moment, a soft groan suddenly sounded in the hall.

The sound was very soft, but it rang in the ears of everyone in the hall like a bell in the morning and a drum in the evening. Even the soul seemed to be passed through by a burst of electricity, which was numb, and then an indescribable sense of oppression rose up.

"Who?" The old man shouted violently.

"Your ancestor." A laughing voice came.

The old man was furious, but before he could burst out, he let out a muffled snort, spat out a mouthful of blood, and backed up slowly, his face already filled with horror.

At the same time, the guards in the hall also collapsed to the ground.

Qi Bei's figure appeared in the hall. He looked at Mingyou and the middle-aged man whose bodies were still blurred, and suddenly stretched out his hand to touch their eyebrows.

"poor"

After a soft sound, the bodies of the two shook like a sieve, and then their bodies returned to their solid shapes.

Qi Bei's point shocked both Mingyou and the old man.

The body of the two was restrained by the witch god, and Qi Bei's point easily penetrated the restraint and touched their eyebrows. Although the witch god restraint may be a low-level restraint, no matter how low it is, it is only compared to people of another level, which means that Qi Bei's strength has reached another level.

"Dragon Demon Qi Bei." Mingyou shouted.

"Boss Ming, long time no see, what's going on here?" Qi Bei asked, but he had no intention of lifting the restraint on them.

Mingyou smiled wryly, and said, "Being spotted by a witch god is like this."

Qi Bei didn't pay any attention to him, guessing that he would not tell the truth, the witch god should be interested in the secrets of the Underworld tribe, and the Underworld tribe has always been entangled with that mysterious force.

Qi Bei came to the old man and said: "Now, go and call out your master. Let me see who is sacred. The Emperor Wu's decree has been spread all over the Eastern Region, and I haven't seen him go to pay homage."

The old man was stunned for a moment, and said with some panic, "Witch Emperor Order? What Wu Emperor Order?"

"Don't know? Don't know, forget it, let your master come out." Qi Bei didn't bother to talk nonsense with him, and said coldly.

The old man nodded, and the gray light in his hand disappeared into the air.

Qi Bei knew that this was the old man's way of informing the witch god, and he began to think in his heart that he had to squeeze some treasure out of the witch god's hand. It is not ordinary for the witch god to live for so long without falling.

At this moment, Qi Bei suddenly felt a chill down his back, his eyes shrank, and his figure disappeared.

At the same time, a dark sea of ​​blood flashed where he was standing just now.

"Come out!" Qi Bei yelled violently, and a dragon claw slapped down on the void above the main hall. The rippling power of the golden dragon was like a vast universe, capable of tearing everything apart.

"boom"

There was a wave of energy in the void to meet it. After a small explosion, there was a muffled groan, and then a figure flashed out.

Qi Bei chuckled, but he was indeed a genuine witch god. He approached again without making a sound, and the dragon's claws pinched the neck of this witch god strangely.

However, as soon as Qi Bei's claws touched the body of the witch god, he felt a familiar feeling.

'You are...' Qi Bei was stunned for a moment, and with a movement of his divine sense, he broke away the layer of mist covering the face of the witch god.

Suddenly, a familiar yet unfamiliar pretty face appeared in front of Qi Bei.

"Meng Lan." A name came to Qi Bei's mind, isn't this the fifth lady Meng Lan of the destroyed Meng tribe? I remember that I mixed in with another identity at that time, and stayed with Menglan for a while. Speaking of which, I was the chief culprit for the annihilation of the Meng tribe. However, I gave her the head of the witch god at that time. I think she has received the inheritance of the real witch god, so now she has grown into a real witch god.

Meng Lan also stared blankly at Qi Bei, this handsome face that made her both loved and hated had appeared in her mind countless times, she thought that it might be possible to reunite with Qi Bei, but she never thought it would be this way.

Qi Bei withdrew his hand, shook his head and said with a smile: "I didn't expect that we would meet again one day."

Meng Lan stared blankly at Qi Bei, as if she wanted to see the flowers on his face.

"Did I ever say that I hate you?" Meng Lan asked quietly.

The old man on the side almost couldn't breathe, the Lord Wu Shen who had always been extremely majestic in his heart, in front of Qi Bei, was like a little woman in love.

"I said it, but you don't seem to have said you love me." Qi Bei smiled.

Meng Lan pursed her lips, and glanced at Qi Bei quietly, do you still need to say something? It's just that this cruel man, why can he still stir up big waves in her heart?

"Unlock their restrictions and go out with me for a walk." Qi Bei said to Meng Lan.

Meng Lan wants to refuse, is she so humble? Back then, she cried and begged him, so why does he still use her like this now, even if he is so powerful, so what? She never compromises!

"Yeah." It's just that Meng Lan made such a big determination in her heart, but the strong words turned into cat-like echoes when she reached her throat, making her really want to kill her with a piece of tofu, it's too shameful.

Moaning in her heart, Meng Lan waved her hand bitterly to lift the restraint on Mingyou and the middle-aged man, and then flew out.

Qi Bei chuckled and followed out.

In the main hall, Mingyou and the old man looked at each other, for a while, Mingyou coughed lightly, and said: "This old man, the so-called acquaintance, I think we have to get to know each other again."

The old man also put on a smile and echoed, as if in an instant, the enmity between them melted like ice and snow.

Qi Bei and Meng Lan were strolling on the prairie outside the village of the Underworld tribe. The wind was blowing gently, and there were various monsters running in the distance.

"What's going on with the Underworld tribe?" Qi Bei asked after a long time.

But Meng Lan snorted and didn't answer. This guy, without asking how she came here all these years, asked about the Underworld tribe as soon as he opened his mouth, which really pissed her off.

Seeing that Meng Lan played with a small surname like a little daughter, Qi Bei, who claims to be a lover of no big and small among thousands of flowers, is also difficult to understand his daughter's heart for a while.

This woman, no matter how strong her strength is, no matter how high her status is, she is still just a woman in front of her sweetheart, and all other identities are excluded.

Qi Bei rubbed his nose, stopped in his tracks, reached out and patted Meng Lan's fragrant shoulder, and said: "If you have any displeasure, just vent it out. I guarantee that I won't fight back when I beat you or scold me back."

Qi Bei had a good impression of Meng Lan, but the situation at that time made him make another choice and it was still the same.

Qi Bei's words caused Meng Lan's eyes to burst into tears, and in an instant, the tears fell like pearls.

Miss Menglan, the fifth lady, was always known for her tenacity and valor when she was in the Mongolian tribe. No matter how much she was suppressed, she always maintained her arrogance. Such a woman would probably die without crying.

However, Meng Lan shed tears when she parted with Qi Bei many years ago, and now she shed tears again when they reunited, as if Qi Bei was her nemesis.

Qi Bei felt a little helpless, he raised his hand to try to wipe away the tears on her face, but she knocked them away.

Taking a few deep breaths, Meng Lan's tears evaporated.

"The Underworld tribe has always been mysterious. This tribe is a foreign tribe, but they can quickly take root here. It is difficult to gain a foothold just by the underworld god. There has always been a mysterious force behind him. After I became a witch god, I accidentally discovered that a camp leader of the underworld tribe had used a strange power that had never been seen before. This made me confirm this idea, but I didn't want to spend too much time investigating, so I came to the most direct way. I didn't expect you to intervene, and... the strength will become so powerful." Meng Lan said. In the end, her tone was a little low. She thought that after becoming a witch god, she would be able to catch up with Qi Bei, and maybe surpass him, but she never expected that she would be even further away from Qi Bei after becoming a witch god.

Qi Bei nodded, it seemed that he was going to ask Mingyou. (To be continued.)