The Strongest Mythical Emperor

Magic weapon?

Qin Jun, who had reached the fourth level of the Mortal Transformation Realm, easily caught Jiang Ming's whispers. He shook his head and smiled, as if he was really a frog in the well.

"Your Highness, you are becoming more and more skillful in using your dragon energy." Sha Wujing smiled at Qin Jun, his face full of relief. Although Qin Jun now relies on his subordinates, his own progress , Sha Wujing saw in his eyes that he was definitely a monster genius.

"Just average, still far from a four-clawed golden dragon." Qin Jun waved his hand and smiled, then came to sit down next to Xiaoli.

His dragon energy could only condense a three-clawed golden dragon, which was embarrassing. Fortunately, he was so nervous during the battle that few people noticed this.

Dragon Qi does not belong to his spiritual power. Having dragon Qi is equivalent to having an extra kind of power. It has to be said that being an emperor has its benefits.

Of course, the emperor of the kingdom cannot condense dragon energy, at least he has to be the emperor of the dynasty to be qualified.

This is also an important reason why dragon energy is not known to most people.

Because of the trouble caused by the Lietan monks, Jiang Ming and the other three became much more honest. Even Jiang Ming did not dare to peek at Daji and the two girls anymore. It was obvious that Qin Jun's strength made him feel a little guilty.

The battle just now was also witnessed by the monks on the nearby shore.

"Who is that person? What happened to the golden dragon just now?"

"I didn't see clearly, it was too far away!"

"Are the people from Lietan dead? Tsk, tsk, I didn't expect these bullies to end up like this!"

"Lietan is nothing more than a second-rate force, and it deserves to be so rampant in the Divine Beast Lake!"

"Tsk, tsk, it seems that there are more and more powerful people in the Divine Beast Lake. When the Divine Beast is born, it will definitely cause a bloody storm!"

Hundreds of monks were talking about it, and Qin Jun and others were in the eyes of all forces, but no one dared to approach them, so no one recognized Qin Jun and others for a while.

Even if Qin Jun and the others looked familiar, he would not associate them with their true identities.

After all, Overlord Qin Jun is still on the battlefield in Canglan Kingdom or Qianyue Kingdom, how could he come over to snatch the divine beast from them?

…

On the second day, the Divine Beast Lake became a sensation.

It wasn't that there was something wrong with the mythical beast egg, but that General Mo Qilin, who represented the imperial court, came with his soldiers.

Mo Qilin's status in the Black Dragon Kingdom is not low. He can even be said to be a figure standing on the top of the pyramid. Especially after Bao Zhendan died in the battle, he can be said to be one person below ten thousand people.

"The court has something to do, everyone should leave quickly!"

Mo Qilin floated on the lake and shouted in a deep voice. The sound waves were rolling, making the lake surface ripple.

Qin Jun, who was meditating and practicing Qigong by the lake, couldn't help but twitching his mouth. Is this guy brainless?

Sure enough, as soon as he finished speaking, someone jumped out: "Why, the imperial court has no power to manage the Immortal Cultivation Sect!"

This is the kingdom. The court and the world of cultivating immortals do not interfere with each other. Maybe the court of the kingdom can control many cultivating forces, but it is definitely not completely controlled, just like the three major sects in the Qianyue Kingdom that are on equal footing with the royal family.

But the dynasty is different. The royal family is the largest in it, and the Holy One is Heaven!

"Hmph! Just rely on me to be the strongest!"

Mo Qilin turned over his hand and took out a spear and shouted, the aura of the first level of the Void Realm burst out, making all the monks hold their breath, and the entire Divine Beast Lake became silent.

Bao Zhenshan died, and he, Mo Qilin, was the strongest in the Black Dragon Kingdom.

The monks from all forces were filled with hatred, but no one dared to jump out at this time, lest they be killed by Mo Qilin.

But no one left, because after waiting for so many days, who would be willing to leave like this?

"Are you the strongest?"

At this moment, a sneer came. Everyone looked in the direction where the sound came from, and saw a man in coir raincoat flying out of the woods, like a wild goose, stepping out of the sky with extraordinary grace.

"Tsk, tsk, it doesn't feel good to be slapped in the face in public."

Qin Jun sighed, the man in coir raincoat has the fifth level cultivation of the Void Realm, he is very powerful!

In addition, Sha Wujing and others had not taken action yet, and Mo Qilin had no chance to perform at all. This guy took the Divine Beast Lake too simply.

"This guy is so arrogant, I want to stab him to death."

Hong Hai'er played with the Samadhi True Fire in his hand and said, Qin Jun shook his head and smiled: "Don't worry, we won't take action until the mythical beast hatches. Of course, if someone can defeat the guardian monster, we will take action."

When he thought that he would get a divine beast, his heart became hot.

Better be handsome than Suzaku!

"Who are you?"

Mo Qilin pointed his gun at the man in coir raincoat and asked. He felt a dangerous aura from the man in coir raincoat. Such a strong man was definitely not from the Black Dragon Kingdom. If he was, he would definitely know him.

"It's someone you can't afford to offend." The man in the coir raincoat sneered. As he spoke, he turned over his hand and took out a black ruler. The atmosphere between the two of them was filled with the smell of gunpowder.

Mo Qilin couldn't help but narrowed his eyes, and rushed towards the man in the raincoat in a flash.

Qiang——

The iron spear and the black ruler collided, and the violent impact swept in all directions. The strong wind was raging, and the lake surface was filled with waves at the center where the two men were vertically descending. The powerful pressure made many monks by the lake tremble with fear.

The man in the raincoat snorted coldly, and with a flick of his right hand, Mo Qilin was directly thrown away and flew upside down for dozens of meters before he stabilized his body.

This scene made the imperial soldiers on the shore widen their eyes. Mo Qilin actually lost in terms of strength?

Before they could react, Mo Qilin and the man in raincoat started fighting again. The two of them had a tacit understanding. They were afraid of disturbing the eggs of the mythical beasts in the lake, so they both flew high into the sky and away from the lake.

"This guy has a demonic aura about him!"

Sha Wujing stared at the sky and frowned. Qin Jun couldn't help but be surprised and asked: "Who?"

"The guy in the raincoat! The aura on his body is very similar to that of the Abyss Sect master who was killed by Red Boy. I didn't notice it before, but just now he accidentally leaked a trace of demonic aura!" Sha Wujing said solemnly.

Abyss Gate!

Everyone fell silent. One of the Nine Demon Lords was a behemoth that far surpassed the Nanzhuo Dynasty. Thinking about it made people frightened.

"Is it possible that this guy is from the Abyss Sect?" Daji asked with a frown.

"It's possible." Qin Jun said with a gloomy face, and his eyes again looked at the man in raincoat who was fighting fiercely with Mo Qilin in the sky.

The news that he was blocking the Abyss Sect had already spread, and he didn't believe that the Abyss Sect didn't find out about it. Maybe the Abyss Sect had already started formulating a plan to murder him!

"So what about the Abyss Gate? As long as I'm here, Your Highness doesn't have to worry!"

Red Boy slapped his chest and said with a smile, but it was a pity that Qin Jun could not laugh. The eighth level of the True Immortal Realm may be standing at the top of the Southern Territory, but Qin Jun always felt that there were also powerful True Immortal Realm people in the Abyss Sect, and there were even more.

He didn't want to ignore this sense of crisis. After all, his life was at stake.

"General Mo is so strong!"

Not far away, Xiaochun looked at the sky with admiration and said, as a monk, who doesn't admire the strong?

"It is indeed powerful, but compared with my elder brother's Holy Infant King, it is not worth mentioning at all. Holy Infant King can kill him with one finger!" Jiang Ming shook his head and chuckled, as if he was the Holy Infant King. , Xiaochun and the other three were very curious.

It's night again.