The Daily Life of the Immortal King

Chapter 1747 Father and Son Bureau (192, thanks to the new leader "Little Flower in Science Popularization")

It is said that the Dragon Cemetery, where all the bones of the dragon clan are buried, is actually the fourth dragon's back that hides the leader of the dragon clan. Such a thing sounds too fantastical to be believed.

In the distant Milky Way outside the Territory, Bai Zhe, transformed into a moonlight dragon, opened his eyes. His body was full of holy light, which was pure, flawless, sacred and undesecrated.

The two bright crescents in his pupils were particularly eye-catching, with a strange profundity. When Jing Ze and Wang Ling were fighting in the Dragon Cemetery, he was closely watching the movements there.

It wasn't until Wang Muyu was created that Bai Zhe was finally settled.

"They have already lost." He spoke, communicating with the huge bunch of grapes bred in chaos beside him.

"Sure enough, it is not your main purpose to activate the cosmic check and balance." The Grave God seems to have expected this.

"To deal with him, we always have to make additional preparations. As long as he sets foot in the Dragon Cemetery, the fate has already begun to be concluded."

Bai Zhe's voice was indifferent, he looked ahead, and the moonlight projected from his pupils seemed to be able to reach a long distance, allowing him to see everything: "I guessed before, if he has the ability to control the balance of the universe... then, this The second move is the best way to deal with him."

"So, that's what you came up with." The Grave God laughed and said, "That little omnipotent dragon has all the genes of your dragon clan, but it's not easy to create it."

"Yes. On this little dragon, the hardest dragon scales of every dragon in the dragon clan are fused. If he is created, he will be judged against the balance of the universe. Therefore, among the many previous experiments, none of them It was a success."

Bai Zhe pondered and said: "And his appearance, in a sense, changed this fate. Where he is present, the check and balance mechanism of the universe will temporarily fail, and Wang Muyu was successfully created."

"So the next script, has Director Bai already arranged it?"

"nature."

Bai Zhe smiled: "There is a way to control the barbarians by learning from the barbarians' skills. There is no need to use the universe to check and balance, and there is no need to use me to make a move. I want Wang Muyu... to kill Wang Ling with his own hands."

"But this little guy doesn't think that way now." The Grave God smiled wryly.

"He has the blood of my dragon clan, and the genes of Wanlong are all in his body. I'm afraid this matter is up to him."

Bai Zhe said: "If he grows up and surpasses the current four leaders of the Dragon Clan, it is only a matter of time. But now he has just been created, and with the power of our four dragon clan leaders to gather the power of the dragon to suppress, this father-son battle The good show of the game will be staged soon."

...

At this moment, in the Dragon Cemetery, there were bursts of resounding dragon chant.

These voices came one after another, different from each other, with the majesty and halo of the dragon clan's former supremacy, covering the huge dragon's back.

Wang Ling frowned slightly, because he heard some mournful cries and wails amidst the seemingly loud dragon chants.

"Monk, it's not over yet." Jingze got up from the ground, his injuries recovered a little, but he no longer had the combat power of his heyday.

Monk Jin Deng was silent. He knew the arrogance of the dragon race. As an excellent dragon descendant warrior, if he didn't defeat this final bottom line, it might not be so easy to convince him.

But what is the final bottom line?

Ever since the sound of the dragon chant sounded from the broad dragon's back, the golden lamp monk had a bad premonition, as if something was coming.

"What do you want to do?" the golden lamp monk asked.

"Monk, don't you know how to calculate? Let's figure out what we will do." Jingze smiled bitterly, and the eternal moon starlight on him was strengthened again from a long distance, and it seemed to be stronger than before: "Yuelong The Lord is calling me, and I'm going."

"Do you think you can go?" The monk stepped forward and said.

The dragon chant on the dragon's back gave him a very bad feeling, but he didn't know exactly what happened.

"I want to leave, so of course you can't stop me." Jing Ze snorted, "Don't forget how many of you I arrested before that. These people are all related to Ling Zhenren behind you."

After finishing speaking, he leaned over and slapped the ground, a powerful spiritual energy gushed out from the ground, followed by runes densely spreading out around the surroundings like spider webs, and finally formed a circular spiritual formation.

"Psychic formation?" The monk's heart moved, and he saw the origin of this formation.

Accompanied by this formation, all the people on the list that Jingze caught before, including many students from Wang Ling No. 60 Middle School, even Old Antique and Lao Pan, were all caught by Jingze without letting go. .

At this moment, they seemed to have fallen into a state of deep sleep, and they were all lying neatly in this square cage, motionless.

"There is a dragon clan restriction on the cage. If you are against me, the cage will explode in an instant." Jingze opened his mouth and negotiated: "There is no result in today's battle. My request now is to leave safely."

After finishing speaking, he stared at Wang Muyu and Lingyue in the distance: "Of course, it would be the best if we can take away that kid and traitor over there."

"Do you think you are qualified to negotiate terms now, Jingze." The monk frowned slightly.

The dragon ban on the cage.

He is very clear.

Even if Jingze is not let go, Wang Ling has a way to easily resolve it.

But at this time, the matter was serious, and the monk felt that he could not make the decision, so he still turned his attention to Wang Ling: "Renren Ling..."

"Let him go."

Wang Ling sent a voice transmission.

"Okay." The monk nodded.

Only after confirming his eyes with Wang Ling did Monk Jindeng know his next move.

Obviously, Wang Ling wanted to cast a long line to catch big fish, to see what Bai Zhe was planning.

"Jing Ze, don't regret it in the future after you leave. Not everyone has the opportunity to be a mount for Ling Zhenren." Helpless, the monk warned him.

"Heh, who wants to be his mount. Want my Dragon Clan to be his mount? It's better to dream! Even if I die, I will not be a human mount!" Jingze said.

He immediately left the cage and fled recklessly, slipping away like the wind, with the posture of running as far as he can.

This left a mess all over the place.

Wang Ying folded her arms and asked, "Is this fourth Dragon Lord really there? How do I see and feel that the Dragon Cemetery under my feet doesn't look like a real dragon's back."

"The theory of the dragon's back should be true, and the fourth dragon master does exist. It's just that what we are stepping on should not be."

The monk laughed: "This should be dragon skin."

"Dragon skin?"

"Although it is not certain, it should be. In the ancient book "Legend of Dragon and Snake", some dragons have the ability to shed their skin. And this shed skin can self-form a domain in the universe and give birth to life. Therefore, there are It's a nice name, it's called Longluo." The monk said.

"Just let him go?"

At this time, Wang Ming, Sun Rong and others also came from afar.

Wang Ming checked the injuries of those captured by Jingze in the cage, and heaved a sigh of relief: "Fortunately, none of them were injured. I'll just use brain waves to delete their memories later. This kind of damage is also the smallest. .It won’t make them become scumbags.”

"Ordinary amnestics also damage the brain?"

"Of course there is a certain risk in erasing memory with spells." Wang Ming said with a smile: "Otherwise, you would think why there are so many scumbags in this world. It may be because you saw something you shouldn't see, and your memory was cleared without knowing it. "

Wang Ying: "..."

And during this conversation, Wang Ling felt that his face was being stared at by some little guy, as if he wanted to stare at him.

Wang Ling looked away, deliberately not looking directly at Wang Muyu.

Then, just before Wang Ming was about to use brain waves to erase his memory.

Among the sleeping people in the cage, the eyelids of one of them suddenly moved.

"Huh? This person seems to be waking up... He seems to be calling, Super Chen?"

"It's the fault of the poor monk..." The monk smiled wryly.

After all, Super Chen was a person who had been enlightened, and he was relatively resistant to some negative effects, so he woke up earlier than everyone in the cage.

Just when Monk Jin Deng decided whether to continue casting spells to make Chen Chao fall asleep.

Immediately afterwards, at the scene, a childish greeting came from Wang Muyu: "Dad!"

The sound was so loud that it carried through the audience.

The loud and clear child's voice was so loud that it woke up the half-awake Chen Chao on the spot.

dad?

At this time, Chen Chao sat up startled as if dying, and stared at the scene in front of him through the cage in astonishment.

I always feel like I know something great...

"..."

Wang Ling supported his forehead, and suddenly felt a little pain in his head.

I think he has guarded himself like a jade for so many years.

Why did he suddenly become a father...