Today is the fourth update, this is the first update. Speaking of double monthly ticket time, brothers, can you give me a guaranteed monthly ticket? Thank you for your sadness! The monthly ticket is zero eggs, it looks very miserable.

If this little beast against the sky grows up, who else in the world can do anything to it? The answer from the Lord of the Sect is, no!

Therefore, in the heart of the disciple, there were 1,000 or 10,000 unwilling to grow this beast. What's more, he provided dragon crystals to make the other party grow.

When Wu Huang made this request, although there was no expression on the Pavilion Master's face, Wu Huang could see that the Pavilion Master's emotions accounted for the majority, but it did not show any stimulation to the Church Master.

"Okay! I'll give you one hundred dragon crystals, one hundred barrels of dragon essence and blood, and one hundred barrels of ice phoenix essence and blood!" The disciple looked at the colorful light dragon under the seat of the Pavilion Master and said helplessly.

"Goddess of the Lord, his aura is so small!" Seeing the Lord gritting his teeth and saying these conditions, the Lord of the Pavilion shook his head and slowly said: "One thousand dragon crystals, three thousand barrels of dragon essence and blood, and three thousand barrels of flying phoenix essence and blood. This is a small matter for the temple's storage. Why not be generous to the younger generation! Perhaps, in the future, you will be moved by today's generosity, and it may not be necessary to be glad!"

The Pavilion Master seemed to have some point of his words, and the Master's eyes flashed. Finally, he sighed, nodded helplessly, and said, "Okay! I'll give it to you! What about Xiao Qinsheng and the Seventh Princess? What compensation do you want?"

Mo Qianqian glanced at the beautiful hair on his ears and smiled and said, "Originally, I just wanted an explanation and didn't need compensation. But since Master is destined, I can only obey Master. However, I don't need anything. But since Junior Brother has such a need, I, as a senior sister, cannot ignore it. You can also give me what Junior Brother Ang needs! I hope Junior will fulfill it!"

Mo Qianqian's words made a smile appear on the pavilion master's face!

The face of the Jiaozun was even darker. He only felt that this little Qin Sheng, who is known for his gentleness and integrity, was actually not a good person!

Only Wu Huang knew that the eldest sister was not really trying to make things difficult for the Lord, but because there was a thread of love tied to him, the younger brother. The eldest sister was not intentionally making trouble at this time, but really wanted to help him!

This made Wu Huang feel as if he was filled with honey and sweet!

Senior sister, Xiao Qinsheng, one of the three little saints in the world, is almost the same as Aunt Xiao Han, and can be said to be the most perfect woman. And this most perfect woman in his opinion actually has a thread of love tied to him, so how could he not feel happy!

"Yeah, yeah. My thoughts are the same as those of the senior sister! Thank you, Master Jiaozun!" Zijing Qiangwei said with a giggle.

It can be foreseeable that this Bauhinia Rose was definitely making trouble on purpose! Treasures and other things. She is not interested in it. In the treasure house of the palace, there is almost anything you want. However, the storage of the dragon crystal and dragon blood in the palace is not as large as the temple, which can be said to be military supplies.

Because if the dragon crystal is used on the magic crystal cannon, its power is several times stronger than that of ordinary magic crystal stones, and it also carries a ray of dragon power, which is almost fatal to the war beasts on the battlefield. Under the dragon power, almost nine-level war beasts will be affected by it.

As for dragon blood, whether it is painting demons or refining alchemy, it is a very precious thing.

However, this is a very precious and rare thing for ordinary people, but for the temple, it is a normal necessity with a very large reserve.

When the Lord Jiaozun heard the words of Zijing Rose, his face became darker and he stared at the Pavilion Master fiercely, as if he wanted the Pavilion Master to say something fair, that wasn't bullying people like this! The three were all the same conditions, and that was three thousand dragon crystals, nine thousand barrels of giant dragon essence and blood, and nine thousand barrels of phoenix bird essence and blood!

Three thousand dragon crystals, that is, three thousand giant dragons, and three thousand giant dragons, at most, only 30,000 barrels of essence and blood are extracted. Isn’t this bullying?

The Pavilion Master coughed, cleared his throat, and said, "Don't worry, Lord Jiaozun, I will go to the Temple of Disasters!"

The Lord of the Pavilion is telling the Lord of the Church, don’t worry, if you lose these things in your temple, I will also make the Temple of Disasters lose the same amount of things. "Of course, if you are willing, you can go with me. Perhaps, the storage in the temple will be more or less!"

Although the Pavilion Master took him to deal with the Heavenly Disaster Evil Hall together, he felt very uncomfortable, but he was still willing to think that he could make the Heavenly Disaster Evil Hall produce more blood. At least, the things that the Heavenly Disaster Evil Hall cannot be less than his Xiji Temple!

"Well! I will follow the Pavilion Master!" The disciple bit his teeth and said, "You guys wait!"

As the disciple said, his figure flashed and disappeared above the temple. After a while, his figure appeared again and threw out a storage ring towards Wu Huang.

The Pavilion Master snorted lightly, swung his sleeves, rolled up the ring and floated to Wu Huang.

Wu Huang had no expression on his face, and his eyes had not changed at all, as if he didn't know the intention of Jiao Zun's swing just now. However, he said, "Thank you for your generosity, thank you for your master!"

The disciple shook his long sleeves and snorted lightly! He didn't think there was anything embarrassing about his small movements.

The Pavilion Master didn't say much, gently stepped on the colorful dragon under his feet, swung his sleeves, rolled up Wu Huang and others, and flew towards the distance.

During the escape, Wu Huang sank his mind into the space storage ring. Looking at the ring, the pile of dragon crystals and the bucket of dragon and phoenix essence and blood, his heart was so beautiful. He thought that if he swallowed all the true dragon blood in these dragon essence and blood, he would not know how far he could transform into a dragon!

I really have expectations! I didn’t expect that this trip to the temple would bring me this reward! Compared to those false names, these things are more affordable.

Wu Huang felt that as long as the true dragon bloodlines in these dragon essence and blood were absorbed and refined one by one, it would be possible to transform the whole body into a dragon.

Well, there is also Bubble, now you are lucky! The three thousand dragon crystals are enough to make it eat until it is over. I don’t know how much it can evolve.

As the colorful dragon of light of the Pavilion Master flew, it was almost twice as fast as the tutor took them to fly away just now, making people feel that everything in front of them was an illusion. However, under the control of the Pavilion Master, they did not feel any discomfort.

The disciple of the Sect also came. He stood not far from Wu Huang and the others, frowned and sighed in his heart.

Within a few minutes, the colorful light dragon crashed into a high mountain. However, when the light dragon was about to hit the mountain, a halo suddenly floated outside the mountain and a protective cover, covering the entire mountain nearby Qianweili.

Such a light shield seems to be no different from the light shield of the temple. However, Wu Huang could feel that there were a hint of gray-black silk threads floating on this light shield, and these black and gray silk threads exuded a faint aura of death.

However, on this Qianweili light shield, the amount of gray-black silk thread is very large, making the death energy so strong that as long as you breathe a little, it seems that it can make people grow old.

Just like when he was in the temple, the Pavilion Master waited until his three disciples took a breath of death before he protected them. It seemed as if he was deliberately letting them feel the power of the death aura.

As soon as the trace of death entered, Wu Huang felt it drilled directly towards his heart. Wherever he passed, whether it was meridians or flesh, there was a sign of withering. Even though this withering was so weak that it was almost impossible to detect compared to his physical strength. However, he still felt it under his sensation. So, before the trace of death entered his heart, he directly wrapped it with his mental power and pulled it out of his body.

Just as the death aura was pulled out of his body by him, Wu Huang suddenly paused, and a burst of anger arose on his body, and then he used this anger to burn the trace of death aura. With the chirping sound, the trace of death aura was actually burned by the virtual fire.

Wu Huang's actions made the Pavilion Master and the Jiao Zun look at him at the same time, and there was a hint of unseen surprise in their eyes, especially the Jiao Zun.

They could feel Wu Huang's anger, but they didn't know how Wu Huang burned this trace of death energy. Because they could not feel the external temperature of the virtual fire, and they couldn't feel that Wu Huang was using the virtual fire to burn this trace of death energy.

Wu Huang closed his eyes, ignored the surprise of Master and the Master of the Sect, and thought to himself: Anger can indeed burn everything! If my artistic conception power increases greatly, even this Master of the Sect can burn him and destroy him in the future!

The Master of the Sect was surprised to find how Wu Huang refined the death energy, because it was easy to eliminate the death energy, but it was very difficult to refine it without the glorious magic of his temple. Even a fire-type magician would be able to burn the death energy! Unless the wood-type magician used the wood-type life intention to melt the death energy, the death energy could be destroyed.

But this son has no magic fluctuations at all. How did he use to destroy the death aura?

Only the owner of the Pavilion was slightly surprised. This little guy's artistic power actually had such an effect, which was rare!

He had already learned from his eldest disciple Mo Qianqian that Wu Huang was comprehension of the power of artistic conception. Moreover, the power of artistic conception was actually the power of emotions, which was almost the same as the ability of the legendary twelve evil gods. It is said that the twelve evil gods are condensed from the power of the twelve emotions, such as anger, resentment, hatred, jealousy... and so on!

When these emotional energy fills the whole world, chaos in the world is inevitable!

Perhaps, it would be an opportunity for this guy to understand such an artistic conception at this moment!

Boom-

The light shield shrouded by the aura of death flashed, and the mountain peak swayed, slowly cracking a gap in the middle, as if it was like the entire mountain, which was slashed into two by a huge mountain-opening axe.

Shadows flew out of the cracks...

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