In a certain area of ​​the Chaoxing Sea, two rays of light were galloping towards them, one in the south and one in the north. After a while, they stopped a hundred feet apart.

The blue escape light turned into a burly figure. The figure had a long horn on its head, exposed its upper body, and its body was covered with dense blue scales.

Another white escape light turned into the appearance of an old Taoist priest with a fairy-like appearance.

"I have seen this fellow Taoist from the Dragon Clan in Yunlan."

The old Taoist priest smiled, but bowed to Lan Jiao first.

Lan Jiao looked at him with disdain, but said:

"No need to say more about polite words. Fellow Daoist Yun Lan of the Nixing Alliance, did Lan's member of the League recently block those two demons? Anyway, I have nothing to do with the demon clan in the sea."

"Shame, a few days ago, Fellow Daoist Cen from the 'Qingshen Sect' did block those two demons once. Unfortunately, our support was not strong, and Fellow Daoist Cen... fell..."

The old Taoist priest Yunlan sighed, with a look of unwillingness on his face, obviously being angry for not being able to block the two demons in his mouth.

But he didn't look guilty about the unlucky fellow Daoist Cen.

Lan Jiao didn't care about this. Isn't it like this, the human Yuanying?

However, Lan Jiao was not very satisfied with the human side letting those two guys go.

"Fellow Daoist Yunlan, it's been so long. The Angry Star Alliance and us, the transformation, that is, the total number of your human Nascent Souls exists is nearly 100, and you can't catch only two mid-stage?"

"Is it just two mid-stage? Isn't Fellow Lan joking? The magical powers of those two people are not weak after joining forces with each other. Is it so easy to be taken down in the late stage of the Luanxing Sea?"

"Although Fellow Cen of Qingshen Sect has only the early stage of cultivation, the Qingshen Sect's water control technique is extremely powerful, and even in the mid-stage of the sea, it can't do anything. Such a person fell in a short while. Fellow Fellow Lan really thinks those two demons are easy to meet?"

Hearing Lan Jiao's almost questioning tone, the old Taoist priest Yunlan simply took off his hypocritical smile and replied coldly.

This time, the fall was originally the Nascent Soul of the Reverse Star Alliance. Your demon clan could not even see the figure, so he would be embarrassed to shirk responsibility?

Just as the two sides were still arguing, Lan Jiao suddenly felt a violent sense of horror.

Under this sudden fear, its scales suddenly stood up like hairs, and then shot towards all directions.

"Swoosh swish swish!"

How terrifying is it that the backhand of the level eight monster's life-saving backup is suddenly activated?

Anyway, the old Taoist priest Yunlan, who was a hundred feet away, had no time to hide, so he could only sacrifice a small red umbrella and an ancient treasure to resist.

The next moment, the blue dragon, whose face was pale and bloody upper body hid behind the old Taoist priest Yunlan, and said hurriedly:

"Fellow Daoist Yunlan, be careful, that guy is very strange."

The old Taoist priest Yunlan looked ugly, but he did not act like abandoning Lan Jiao and running away alone.

Because he knew very well that when he ran away at this time, Lan Jiao would definitely follow him and let him go, otherwise he would never be able to escape with his current ghost appearance.

A demon clan will definitely not feel guilty about dragging him to be buried with a human Nascent Soul.

If no one shares the pressure and escape alone, if the speed of escape is not as fast as others, wouldn’t it be a death sentence?

This is an enemy who can quietly force the eighth-level dragon to hand over the trump card directly under the consciousness of a level 8 monster and a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator!

Instead of doing this, it is better to have a fight with the other party on the spot and first touch the foundation.

After all, there is still a level eight blue dragon. Even if it is in a wrong state, it should not lose to an early-stage Nascent Soul cultivator.

The old Taoist priest Yunlan sighed and then said loudly:

"I wonder which fellow Taoist is here? I am Yunlan of the Rebel Star Alliance, this is fellow Taoist Lan of the Jiaolong clan. I wonder how I offended you, but I actually came up and wanted to take this murder?"

"It's better to show up and let me have a conversation. As long as you want, you will never be stingy!"

He said it very loudly, but at the same time, his spiritual sense was sweeping back and forth towards the surrounding sea.

But what made the old Taoist Yunlan's heart sank was that he didn't notice at all?

He turned to look at Lan Jiao, but the other party just shook his head at him with an ugly expression, obviously finding nothing.

"hehe."

At this moment, a man and a dragon ten feet away, a faint smile came out, and a blood-colored figure appeared there in a flash. However, for some reason, its figure was a little empty.

Lan Jiao's expression suddenly changed and was about to take action, but the old Taoist priest Yun Lan glared hard and forced the impulse to suppress it.

Even so, each man and a dragon slowly retreated three hundred feet away before standing still and facing the side.

"Who is your Excellency? Why did you attack me and fellow Taoist Lan?"

The old Taoist priest Yunlan stared at the bloody figure opposite him, cleared his throat, and spoke.

"I just wanted to attack him, but did I attack you?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the old Taoist Yun Lan was suddenly stunned and suddenly became a little stunned.

"Fellow Daoist Yunlan, don't fall into the other party's plan of separation!!!"

Lan Jiao beside him saw the hesitation on the face of the old Taoist Yun Lan, and was so scared that he was sweating heavily. The wound on his body was hurting. How could he look like he was as arrogant as before?

The old Taoist priest Yunlan came to his senses and looked at the blood-colored figure with some vigilance, but hesitation began to appear in his eyes.

Of course, he would not want to face such an enemy with terrifying strength and unknown origin.

If the other party really just came to kill this blue dragon... Actually, it is not impossible to talk about it...

As for the life and death of Lan Jiao?

For digestion, why should the old lady’s Nascent Soul be concerned about whether a transformed dragon is dead or alive?

But before he could say it, the bloody figure opposite said again:

"It's not like to be apart. Because you're not wrong, I mean that I mean it. Wait, let's fall here today."

When the old Taoist priest Yunlan heard the bloody figure's tone, his face turned red with anger.

Falling? What a big tone! Do you really think of yourself as a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator?

"ah!"

However, before the old Taoist Yun Lan could continue to speak, a terrifying scene appeared.

I saw the original blood-colored figure that should be three hundred feet away, and the shadow disappeared in a flash.

The next moment, with a scream, when the old Taoist Yunlan turned around, he saw only a red blood cell supported by the blood shadow with hideous blood claws.

"You're in fear."

The old Taoist priest Yun Lan looked extremely pale. He ignored what Xueying said, but used everything he could use on his body.

These include two defensive talisman treasures he bought for his grandson at a high price, which can block the full blown attack of the early stage of the Nascent Soul monk.

Seeing the various light shields covered with their bodies again and again, the old Taoist Yunlan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Just now when the blood shadow did not appear, the old Taoist Yunlan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Are you not afraid anymore? It's boring. Humans are really boring. You are not as interesting as this little dragon."

Blood Shadow sighed slightly, and before the old Taoist Yun Lan could react, he felt that his eyes were dark and he lost consciousness the next moment...

On the sea, a blood-colored figure stood alone, holding two blood cells, one big and one small, in the palm of the palm.

He didn't even look at the property of the old Taoist Yunlan who fell into the sea. The next moment, his whole body inexplicably shook and disappeared.

About half an hour later, a golden figure roll came to this sea area with a terrifying spiritual pressure, turning into a burly figure with a domineering aura all over his body.

After a while, as many as seven or eight other rays of escape lights flew here.

These escape lights turned into seven or eight Nascent Soul monks with different appearances. When they saw the golden figure, they all showed nervous expressions on their faces and deliberately kept a certain distance from them.

Seven or eight Nascent Soul monks looked at each other and then, and finally a middle-aged Confucian scholar bowed and said:

"Bai Cangsheng, the Negative Star Alliance, has seen the Golden Dragon King!"

"Depending on your appearance, will the fellow Taoists sent to meet with our tribe this time have also died?"

The Golden Dragon King did not return the gift. For him, this group of Nascent Souls, who had just entered the middle stage, was not worthy of attention at all.

But after hearing the words of the Golden Dragon King, the Confucian scholar named Bai heard a keyword from it - "Yes!"

So he bowed and asked again:

"Your Majesty the Golden Dragon King actually said 'yes', are you a fellow Taoist from the Jiaolong clan..."

"Of course I fell, otherwise how could I appear here?"

The Golden Dragon King did not hide it. Although there was anger in his eyes, he did not mean to vent his anger on these human monks.

It’s not that he is so generous, but again, these are seven or eight Nascent Souls. He may not be able to beat him without his subordinates...

If it were just a Yuanying who came here, haha, the Golden Dragon King would be regarded as the murderer of Lan Jiao, and he would be praised by him in two moves.

"I wonder if I can ask His Majesty the Golden Dragon King, what kind of cultivation is the fellow Taoist who fell a noble?"

After the Confucian scholars looked at each other, they finally gritted their teeth and asked the Golden Dragon King again.

The Golden Dragon King is afraid of their group of Yuanying, so how can they not be afraid of the Golden Dragon King?

Although seven or eight of them will not lose to a level ten monster together, even if they can win, how many can they survive? Who can guarantee that they will not die?

The same statement is actually applicable to humans. If an ordinary level 8 and level 9 monster came, he might be regarded as the murderer of the old Taoist Yun Lan, and then he would be divided up with him.
To be continued...