0p0 Chapter 221 The Eight People Chasing the Black Dragon
Chapter 221 The Eight People Chasing the Black Dragon
"That's right. I finally left a loophole and forced him to take the opportunity to transform into a dragon. It's a pity to lose the Ten Thousand Year Dragon Pill and the Blood Begonia."
"Tsk, isn't it Lord Yin who is playing the long game? Who would have thought that a ten thousand year old dragon pill would actually fall into the hands of a demon beast, a black dragon that was about to transform into a dragon? He really caught a big fish. Who would have thought that this black dragon would actually enter the Liuzhu Secret Realm?"
"Hehe, it wants to transform into a dragon, so naturally it wants the immortal grass from the secret realm to increase the chance of transforming into a dragon. Dragon blood, it's said that dragons are lustful by nature, this dragon blood must be a great tonic, but I haven't tasted it yet."
"You old pervert, it seems that you are also dying. You need dragon blood to replenish yourself. I'm afraid you are too weak to be replenished. Be careful that I will burst you and turn you into an old eunuch."
"Humph, we in Hehuan Sect do not discriminate between men and women."
"Bah! Disgusting thing!"
Yin Zhui frowned, looking righteous and awe-inspiring, with a serious and earnest expression: "Rakshasa, can you see which direction?"
Beside him, there was a golden array disk floating in the palm of a person's hand. Above the array disk were array patterns glowing red. In the center, there was a drop of blood running around left and right, front and back.
The man in a dark blue robe with wide sleeves and light green pine patterns, who looked modest and amiable, was none other than the man named Rakshasa.
He was seen forming seals with one hand and controlling the formation plate in his hand. The drop of blood that had been fleeing in panic slowly calmed down and moved to the side.
"Over there, I really don't know what secret method this black dragon used. It almost couldn't even detect the blood formation. Fortunately, it should be weak and can't hide its tail."
Yin Zhui nodded: "It's enough to know the location, just in case, we must make a quick decision."
As he said that, he turned around, frowned and scolded the two people who were still quarreling with each other: "Lieqi! Bi Jiuyou! I'll give you a second chance!"
Lie Qi, a tall and strong, rough man, closed his mouth reluctantly when Yin Zhui said the last sentence. He looked unconvinced, but he was very sensible.
"Hey, Old Yin! This is obviously my first time! Why did you skip it?"
Bi Jiuyou was wearing a colorful robe that was very eye-catching. He had a skinny figure, but he wore the robe loosely, exposing a large area of his chest, which was so thin that you could see his ribs.
His handsome features were ruined by his vulgar expression. His every move was so greasy, but he always thought he was handsome and eye-catching.
Although he was talking to Yin Zhui, his eyes would drift towards Liu Ling from time to time, scanning her graceful figure up and down. He didn't care about being glared at and even threw her a wink.
Liu Ling is the only female among the group. Her light blue gauze skirt with gradient colors perfectly outlines her figure, yet she still looks ethereal and cool. She has a thin veil on her face, through which her stunning appearance can be vaguely seen.
Her beautiful eyes moved around, but she rolled her eyes at Bi Jiuyou. She knew his character. If she did anything extreme, he might get even more excited. So she simply turned around and leaned towards Han Zhiji, shyly and timidly, with affection in her eyes.
This made Bi Jiuyou unhappy and he clicked his tongue twice.
"Tsk, sister Liu Ling, what's so good about Han Zhiji's iceberg? He is not as sensitive as me. As long as you follow me, I will be devoted to you. How about we become a pair of immortal lovers?"
There are very few female cultivators in the Tribulation Crossing Stage, and one who has both ice and water spiritual roots, and still maintains her Yuan Yin body. What a wonderful cauldron! Bi Jiuyou has been coveting it for a long time.
If he couldn't defeat him, he would have done it long ago.
Liu Ling completely ignored him and looked at Han Zhiji's stunningly cold and handsome face: "Brother Han, do you want the Dragon Ball? I'll give it to you."
"No need."
Han Zhiji never liked others getting too close to him, and he knew that if he didn't respond, Liu Ling would keep pestering him. Now was the time for cooperation, and he couldn't leave, so he could only deal with it. However, when Liu Ling approached, he directly held up the screen to block her, isolating her outside the screen, and even mercilessly pushed the person two steps away with the screen.
Liu Ling's eyes were blocked and she looked hurt. She was also annoyed and secretly cursed him for still being so unromantic after all these years. However, she really loved him, and this attitude was not directed at her alone. Liu Ling was annoyed for a moment and then continued to find topics to talk about.
But Han Zhiji has an icy expressionless face and is so taciturn that it is difficult for him to respond to even one of the ten sentences.
In addition to these six people, there are two more behind.
One of them was carrying a longbow that looked extraordinary, his appearance was not as rugged as Lieqi's, but he also had the temperament of a tough and manly man, like a general on the battlefield, Wei Zuwu.
The other one was shorter and thinner, with gray hair and a long beard. He kept stroking his beard with his hands, squinted his eyes, kept smiling, and hunched his body slightly. He looked like an elderly and kind grandfather, Sima Baili.
There were eight people in total, but they all had their own thoughts and were not on the same page.
Yin Zhui didn't care about this. It was just a temporary cooperation after all. After dealing with the black dragon, they would go their separate ways. They would probably be enemies next time they met.
In response to this, he also issued a warning and immediately took the lead in chasing in the direction of the black dragon.
Luosha followed closely behind, and then it was Han Zhiji. When Liu Ling saw him leaving, she naturally followed him.
Wei Zuwu also followed, but snorted in disdain when he passed by Lieqi and Bi Jiuyou.
Sima Baili nodded to the two of them in a friendly manner and followed them.
Seeing that everyone had left, Lie Qi didn't want to be alone with this old pervert at all. You know, he said that he didn't care about men or women, which was enough to disgust Lie Qi and make him avoid him.
The only one left, Bi Jiuyou, flirtatiously tossed back a strand of hair in front of his shoulder. He seemed to be moving slowly, but his speed did not slow down. He was wearing a colorful and eye-catching robe, and when he flew forward, he looked like a peacock spreading its tail.
This must have been intentional, because as he moved forward, he would adjust his clothes from time to time to make sure that the hem of his clothes could be spread out.
Lieqi sometimes glanced back, and seeing his showy actions, he felt so disgusted that he wanted to poke his eyes out. After saying "ugly people are more likely to do bad things", he quickened his pace, determined to get as far away from him as possible.
Bi Jiuyao snorted disdainfully: "A barbarian with no sense of aesthetics."
Stairs leading to the lower level.
A small dragon, whose body was completely black and as thick as an arm, stumbled over and flew over. Its blood contained traces of gold, which dripped onto the ground drop by drop.
This is none other than the black dragon, Mo Chi, who had just transformed into a dragon.
He shrunk his body, but couldn't hide the wounds on his body. Fortunately, due to the special nature of this layer, the blood drops on the ground were quickly absorbed by the ground, which indirectly helped him cover his tracks.
Mo Chi stumbled and stumbled, feeling dizzy, but the pain from the backlash in his body actually kept him somewhat conscious.
But he was still too weak.
The last secret method to save his life has been used. Maybe today will be the day he dies?