Traitor

Author: Yaluo

Traitor

"Are you here to help us obtain the true picture of the Brahma Saint?" King Jin Jiao glanced up and down at Qingli, then his pupils shrank slightly, and his eyes instantly solidified on the pair of dragon horns.

A rare treasure! An absolute rare treasure!

Only now did he see clearly that the five-color chaotic thunder seemed to burst out from the pair of dragon horns!

For a moment, a greedy look flashed in the eyes of King Jin Jiao, and then he put on a friendly smile, nodded and said: "It seems that even if you are not in Chaotic Star Sea all year round, you are still very well-informed."

The Golden Dragon King had a smile on his face, but in his heart he was thinking about how to deal with this tenth-level dragon that appeared inexplicably.

If a descendant of the Jiaolong clan can advance to the tenth level, then the Golden Jiao King must be ecstatic. After all, until now, although the Jiaolong clan has made various preparations, the Wanzhanghai Royal clan is still the Suanni beast clan.

The opponent's two level 10 Suani beasts are much stronger than the dragon clan.

Therefore, even as arrogant as he is, he can only endure it and wait silently for the day when the old Suan Ni beast dies.

But if there is another tenth-level dragon in the clan, it will be completely different! The dragon clan no longer has to be afraid of the Suan Ni beast clan. Some things that are constrained can be done immediately, even with the tenth-level old Suan.

The beasts might take the initiative to give up their position to the Wan Zhang Hai Royal Family in order to preserve their own bloodline.

But if this level 10 dragon appeared out of thin air and his magical powers were still superior to his, that would not be a good thing.

Not to mention whether there might be any conspiracy behind this incident, the division that would arise in the Jiaolong clan was too much for the Golden Jiao King to bear.

He can only be the king of the Dragon Clan, and he can only be the leader of the Wanzhanghai Royal Clan! He has worked hard for so many years, not just to make wedding clothes for others!

Thinking of this, the cold light in Golden Dragon King's eyes grew stronger.

Qingli seemed not to notice his malice at all, and said to herself: "That's not true, I just wanted to come to Biling Island to get some high-level spiritual stones, but when I got here, I found that there were human monks hiding in our demon clan.

The sacred object. So I took action to kill the human monk. But then I heard the human monks on the island said that they would dig a trap for you. I felt uneasy, so I stayed."

It cannot be said that Qingli's dialogue skills are not good, it can only be said that she is confused. If her expressionless face were not so intimidating, no one would believe these words.

King Jin Jiao naturally didn't believe it, but out of caution, he still asked one more question: "So Wan Tianming died in your hands."

"Not bad." Qingli admitted directly.

King Jin Jiao's eyes narrowed, and he continued to ask: "What about the authentic tablets of the Holy Brahma? Do you have them in your hands?"

Qingli didn't speak, but turned one hand over, and two strange copper pieces suddenly came out of her palm, floating motionless in the air.

The eyes of the Golden Dragon King froze in an instant, and even the eyes of other demon clans were attracted by these two seemingly ordinary copper pieces, and they couldn't help but exclaimed!

"It's actually a real film of the Brahma Saint!" One of the ninth-level dragons couldn't help but mutter to himself.

He had seen the true picture of the Brahma Saint within the dragon clan with his own eyes, so he naturally recognized this sacred object of the monster clan. For a moment, a look of joy appeared on the ferocious dragon head.

King Jin Jiao's heart suddenly sank. Even the younger generation who had been with him for countless years had this kind of virtue. Once Qingli was allowed to return to Long Island with the true film of the Brahma Saint, there would still be people in the clan who had him to gain a foothold.

Where?

For a moment, King Jin Jiao was filled with murderous intent! But there was nothing he could do!

Even if it was just a glimpse, King Jin Jiao could be sure that he would never be Qingli's opponent when facing the enemy head-on.

Qingli didn't have as many mental activities as him. When he saw that the old monsters around him didn't show any suspicious expressions, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. Then he pretended to cough twice, raised his chin, and said arrogantly:

"I haven't returned to my ancestral land for a long time. I want to return to Dragon Island to worship my ancestors. I wonder if the clan leader can agree?"

King Jin Jiao's face suddenly twitched.

Lu Yunze and Han Li, who had always hidden their figures in the sky, also let out a long sigh.

How is this tone of discussion? This is simply a threat!

"Forget it, that's it. With her intelligence, I shouldn't have had too many expectations from the beginning." Lu Yunze said helplessly, covering his eyes.

The corners of Han Li's mouth twitched, and then he folded his arms in front of his chest and sighed silently: "That's fine, the appearance just now was too overbearing. If the momentum weakens now, it will arouse suspicion. This kind of

His attitude is quite consistent with that of a young dragon who is arrogant and extremely talented."

Facts have proved that Han Li was right.

Faced with Qingli's aggressive attitude, none of the transformed monsters around him showed any strange expressions. Instead, they all looked unsurprised. Even the Golden Dragon King also looked at him after his initial gaffe.

, quickly recalled his state, displayed the virtues of an elder, and said with a smile: "This is natural. You have made such great contributions to the Jiaolong clan. When we worship our ancestors, you should have a chair on Dragon Island."

Upon hearing this, the expressions of several transformed dragons around him became a little strange.

It seems that none of them expected that King Jin Jiao would become so easy to talk to.

Qingli also nodded and said, "Thank you very much, clan leader... when will we leave?"

In less than half a sentence, this guy finally showed his true form.

Fortunately, many monsters and beasts were not suspicious. At most, they felt that although this female dragon had the advanced level of transformation at a young age, she seemed to be emotionally unstable and there might be something wrong with her state of mind.

In fact, even the Golden Jiao King, who speculated on Qingli with the greatest malice among the demons, only thought that she wanted to seize his power. As for whether this guy was a human monk who wanted to spy on the internal rumors of their demon clan

He had countless years of secret skills, and the possibility of a spy being sent here never even entered his mind.

What kind of genius could send a level 10 dragon to the ancestral land of the dragon clan to serve as an undercover agent?!

The Golden Dragon King took a deep look at Qingli, turned around and let out a long roar that pierced through the gold and stone.

In an instant, more than a dozen escaping lights burst out of the island. In the escaping lights, the dull-looking pill-forming and foundation-building disciples exploded into clouds of blood mist in the air, and illusory shadows flew out from them, converging on them.

On the bodies of many demon cultivators.

I don’t know since when, the entire island has been filled with the distractions of the Golden Dragon King!

"Go! Go back to the ancestral land!" The Golden Dragon King roared, and instantly transformed into a giant golden dragon and plunged into the sea.
Chapter completed!