Chapter 4221 Han Shui Zhe Long Wen listened to the Tao

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Shun Dongxiao was originally a person with a perverse temperament. After cultivating to the realm of the Golden Immortal Dragon Clan, the past grudges have been accumulated in his heart and have not been repaid. After so many years of suppression, the hatred has not been relieved in any way. The backlog continues to grow and grow.

It's just that Shun Dongxiao has also learned to be forbearing. As long as he can destroy Wen Kaishan's tribe now, and even several other dragon tribes, his knot will naturally be resolved. Even if the headless white corpse, or the Thunder-Winged Linbeast Clan only has use value for him, a traitor to the Dragon Clan, and doesn't have much goodwill, it doesn't matter. The Tianmu Thirty that the Dragon Clan originally set up to seal this secret realm Six altars, it is not an ordinary difficulty for foreigners to crack.

Even if the two clans join forces to deal with the Dragon Clan, they must rely on him to break the arrangement of Tianmu's Thirty-Six Altars and shake the foundation of the Dragon Clan. With the Thirty-Six Temples of Tianmu around, even if he is alone, he still has the capital to bargain with the two clans. In addition, through the secret realm caused by the loosening of the Thirty-Six Temples of Tianmu, he can communicate with the outside world from time to time. It is said that he has already communicated with the demon clan in the outside world. They are the demon clan to which the Nanhai Dragon Palace belongs.

It would be great if he could use this to establish a connection with the Dragon Palace of the South China Sea. If not, even if he left this secret realm, with his cultivation level so great in the world, there would be no place he could go. If the headless White Corpse and the Wind and Thunder Winged Lin Beast Clan wanted to cross the river and burn the bridge afterwards, they would have to have that opportunity.

No matter what, let's destroy the dragon clan in Xiaolong Mountain first and put an end to the hatred in our hearts for many years.

At this time, the dragon clan's security in Xiaolong Mountain was obviously much tighter than before. There was something strange happening at Tianmu Thirty-sixth Altar. Wen Kaishan sent tribal elites there and also contacted other dragon clan tribes. The clan has mobilized a considerable part of its strength, and at this time the rear should be alert to the possible movements of the headless white corpse and the wind-thunder-winged beast.

"Brother Huan!" At this time, Wenxu led a group of dragons passing by Black Stork Valley. He saw a dragon wearing copper-colored armor patrolling in the distance, and happily greeted him.

"Wen Xu, is there nothing unusual here?" After looking around for a week, Yan Mufeng's eyes fell on Wen Xu, the leader.

"No, Brother Huan, I heard that you were sent to Qingxi Cliff. Why are you here at Black Stork Valley?" Wen Xu said with some confusion.

"It's not peaceful outside recently. I've completed my inspection mission but I still can't settle down, so I looked around to see if there was anything unusual." Luan Mufeng said.

"That's not right. The elders strictly ordered the patrol teams in each area not to cross the scope of their duties casually." Wenxu frowned. Although Qianmufeng was his old acquaintance, under the elders' order, Wenxu still felt that the situation was extraordinary. Orders should be strictly followed.

"Well, there's nothing going on here. I'll go back right away." Luan Mufeng nodded.

Wen Xu breathed a sigh of relief, as long as the other party didn't make it difficult for him. But before the breath could be completely exhaled, Wenxu suddenly couldn't help but shuddered, and chills ran down his body. This kind of resignation would only occur when facing a crisis that is almost irresistible or threatens his life. His terrifying sense of crisis is just that he is now in the heart of the tribe. Where does this sense of crisis come from?

While Wen Xu was surprised, he suddenly felt a faint tingling sensation under his feet. Wen Xu instinctively jumped into the air. Before he could greet the five team members behind him, several muffled sounds were heard one after another. Several yellow rays of light suddenly emerged from the ground and directly pierced the bodies of the five tribesmen. Several tribesmen were killed or injured in an instant. However, Luan Mufeng, who was about to leave just now, suddenly raised his hand, and several threads of silk thread wrapped around Wenxu who had just risen, and two swords as thin as crystal flew out.

One of the sword shadows flashed past the three other injured tribesmen, cutting them in two. Wen Xu was not wary of Guan Mufeng, a member of the same tribe and with whom he had a good relationship.

In addition, the distance between the two sides was extremely close at this time, so Huan Mufeng made a sudden move. Wenxu had only time to avoid the bright and fast flying knife, but he was entangled in one of the silk threads, and was killed by another flying knife. After picking up several of his companions, he circled an arc in the void and penetrated from behind Wenxu. Wenxu only felt a burst of pain, and his whole body fell into a devouring black hole. In the blink of an eye, his body collapsed. Being completely engulfed.

In fact, this was indeed the case. When the crystal-like flying knife penetrated into his body, Wenxu's body lost all energy and blood, and his body withered.

"Blade of Blood Hell! Huan, Huanmu, Feng, how, how dare you..." Before he could finish his words, Wenxu's vitality was gone, and only the outer layer of skin was left on the originally burly dragon body. All the souls inside, including the soul, have been sucked in by the crystal-like flying knife.

"I can only blame you for so many things. If you had just led the tribe away without caring about me, I wouldn't have done this cruel thing." Luan Mufeng stretched out his hand to recall the flying knife and sighed quietly. He did have a good relationship with Wen Xu, but the other party was unlucky and happened to patrol this area, and Guan Mufeng was ordered by Shun Dongxiao, but he could not leave.

"The Qi of the Hidden Dragon is divided into eight paths and goes around the gorge. If you count the time, one of them will pass by this place after one stick of incense." Guan Mufeng put away the melancholy in his heart and his eyes twinkled. Wenxu's patrol team was all wiped out in his hands, and he couldn't delay it any longer.

Luan Mufeng looked at the terrain of the nearby Black Stork Valley several times, then took out a brocade bag and opened it. Eight small yellow bells flew out of the brocade bag and landed in eight different directions and sank into the ground.

After a stick of incense, eight yellow lights emerged from the ground, and loud bells sounded one after another. The majestic bells and the roar of the angry dragon inside came one after another, which shocked Qianmu Peak for a while. black.

"The Eight Bells Locking Dragon Formation is finally complete!" Luan Mufeng exclaimed, without caring about the situation here, he flew away and shot away in the distance.

"How dare you, Fang Xiaoxiao, invade the hinterland of our Dragon Clan!" At this time, an old and furious voice came from afar.

There was a sound of surging water coming from the void, and an old man in blue cloth with the head of a dragon looked around with furious eyes, stepping on the light blue clouds in the void.

Luan Mufeng looked back in shock and horror.

"Han Shui Zhe Long Wen listens!"

"Death to rebellion!" Old Long Wen in blue shouted angrily, and suddenly the sea tide rolled in the void, like an angry sea, setting off thousands of waves, and the sound of waves crashing directly into the heart of Qianmufeng .

Luan Mufeng suddenly felt countless thick waves beating around in his body. Under the violent turmoil, Luan Mufeng's body seemed to be torn apart and he vomited blood. Luan Mufeng wailed in his heart, and saw De Wen Tingdao holding his hand The void grabbed him and cut off all his escape routes. The blood in Luan Mufeng's body surged, and with a bang, it exploded into a ball of blood mist, and the body parts of his body exploded from the inside.