Mozun Immortal Emperor

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Monk Kong Kong and the others all showed shock. The scene of the little golden bull being beaten to the ground and rolling around in embarrassment is still vivid.Now that Long Jiaoyang entered the stone room without any hindrance, how could everyone not be shocked?

The little golden bull shook the blood drop in his hand, and said depressedly: "Do you want to treat them differently like this? I am a good companion of Long Jiaoyang."

Monk Kong Kong's expression changed strangely and said: "Fellow Daoist Long Jiaoyang, it is true that every time he behaves unexpectedly. He may be able to subdue the blood of the real dragon."

"Evil monk, aren't you talking nonsense? Brother Long Xian, you can't get anything. Aren't you scared to death? Why don't you leave here quickly?" The little golden bull provoked

Monk Kong Kong directly ignored the provocation of the little golden bull. He watched Long Jiaoyang walking into the stone house, his brows were deeply frowned, and there was a look of expectation in his eyes.

"Tie Tou, go and have a try, can you not enter this stone house." Qi Tianjie whispered in Tie Tou's ear

"Why? Didn't we say that we should be careful not to touch the things in this holy mountain?" Tietou said so, his eyes fixed on Monk Kongkong and said, "Chief Qi, you should recover some vitality first. Let's rescue Ji Hong first!"

Qi Tianjie glanced at Ji Hong, whose breath was very weak in Monk Kong's arms, and he was heartbroken, but he had already decided not to fight Monk Kong for Ji Hong.Because they harvested a lot, as long as they survived, he could exchange these pills for endless wealth.In this way, he can recruit troops and expand the domineering mercenary group countless times.

If one could obtain the blood of a real dragon comparable to the blood of one's ancestors, the wealth one would gain would be immeasurable.

"Tietou, it will take some time for me to recover. Go and see if you can enter this stone house. If you can get the blood of the real dragon, maybe Ji Hong's life will be safe." Qi Tianjie knows Tietou very well. , he fabricated a reason that Iron Head could not refuse.

"Yeah, Ji Hong was seriously injured. The legendary blood of the real dragon may save her life." Tie Tou's eyes brightened, and there was no doubt that this was Qi Tianjie's lie to lure him into action.

The conversation between Qi Tianjie and Tietou, Old Ghost Li, Monk Kongkong, and the little golden bull all heard the conversation.However, none of them exposed Qi Tianjie's lie, because they all wanted to know whether the blocking power of this stone house had disappeared.

Tietou put down the unconscious Xiaoli, and strode towards the stone house.

Although there are lessons learned from the golden bull being severely injured, the simple-minded and loyal iron head has no fear.

Long Jiaoyang didn't notice that the iron head was approaching.The stone house he approached had already cut off the sound of the outside world, and it was an independent world.

What appeared before Long Jiaoyang's eyes was not the ordinary stone house seen outside, but a huge gossip array made of countless spirit stones.In this huge gossip array, there are two simple stone tripods more than one meter high.

What surprised Long Jiaoyang was that a golden blood dragon was floating on one of the two stone cauldrons.On the other stone cauldron, a blood unicorn surrounded by black energy flickered.

"Is this what Monk Kong Kong said, the blood of the ancestors sacrificed by the priests in the ancient times?"

Long Jiaoyang muttered to himself, he didn't really believe what Monk Kong Kong said.But the scene in front of him made him believe it.

Because these two blood-shaped objects suspended in the stone cauldron were the spiritual thoughts that called him to enter here.

"Unlock the shackles on this dragon, or else this dragon will kill you!"

Suddenly, a spiritual resentment formed words and spread into Long Jiaoyang's mind.

"who are you?"

Long Jiaoyang was taken aback, and the palm of his hand holding the incomplete Vulcan alchemy furnace began to break out in cold sweat.

"Who am I? Who am I? I don't know, who am I! I only know that I want to leave here, I want to regain my freedom, quickly untie this hateful lock array, or you will die!"

The voice of resentment was in a trance, full of hostility.

Long Jiaoyang didn't want to let go of his resentment, so he instinctively started to back away.

At this time, the blood dragon on top of the stone cauldron suddenly released its dragon force, locking Long Jiaoyang so that he could not retreat.

Long Jiaoyang was extremely shocked. He had broken through to the early stage of the Heavenly Realm. Even a cultivator at the Dacheng Stage of the Heavenly Realm would not be able to immobilize him with imposing coercion.The only ones who can make him immobilized are those above the holy level.

"It's so hard that the blood of the real dragon has the power of the holy level?"

Long Jiaoyang had such doubts in his heart.

"Damn priest, do you want to die? Hurry up and release the lock array for me, let me be free!" The words formed by the blood dragon's spiritual thoughts roared in Long Jiaoyang's mind.

Hateful sacrifice?

Hearing the name of the blood dragon, Long Jiaoyang realized that the blood dragon regarded him as a priest who locked him here.

"I'm not a priest, so I can't break the formation of sacrifices here." Long Jiaoyang said calmly

"Not a priest? If you're not a priest, how could you hear my thoughts? Damn priest, go to hell!" The blood dragon's extremely violent and terrifying power gathered from all directions, crushing Long Jiaoyang's body .

Under Long Wei, who was comparable to the power of the holy level, Long Jiaoyang couldn't even resist, his whole body was crackling, and some of his bones were about to be crushed.

Fresh blood gushed out from Long Jiaoyang's seven orifices like spring water, making Long Jiaoyang look extremely hideous.

In an instant, Long Jiaoyang's life was threatened. If he didn't get out of the predicament immediately, he would be crushed alive in a few seconds.

"Blood drops burst out, the sacrifice is fearless..."

When his life was hanging by a thread, Long Jiaoyang's spiritual thoughts were revealed, and he tried to stimulate the gossip array placed by countless spirit stones.

Many of the blood sprayed out by Long Jiaoyang's seven orifices fell on the formation stones, following the ritual technique activated by Long Jiaoyang's spiritual thoughts.The blood-stained spirit stones are the first to emit a mysterious light, and these blood-stained spirit stones, like flames on the grassland, light up all the spirit stones in the entire Bagua formation.

"Gossip is like a door, shut the door to lock evil!" A voice of spiritual thoughts came into Long Jiaoyang's mind from the gossip array opened by the spirit stone.

The spirit stone gossip array erupted, instantly cutting off the blood dragon's endless power, and the mysterious lights formed a sacrificial rune, bombarding the blood dragon.

The blood dragon howled with resentment, but in the end it couldn't resist the powerful spirit stone gossip formation, and was suppressed in the stone cauldron, turning into a cauldron of dragon blood.

Long Jiaoyang's bones were all injured, he fell to the ground, gasping for breath.

Just now he has experienced the most terrifying thing in his life, if the sacrificial technique he was not sure of could not succeed.This spiritual stone gossip formation has not been opened, and he has been brutally suppressed and killed by the blood of the real dragon.

"Pillions with spiritual consciousness, real dragon's blood with spiritual thoughts... This is really an ancient battlefield in ancient times. Are these things really left by alchemists in ancient times?" Long Jiaoyang said to himself.