Divine Martial Emperor Zun

Chapter 530 The Sad Long Yi

After receiving Lu Xingchen's affirmative reply, Chen Haoxuan said again: "The last thing, World Master, Little Princess Long Yi—"

Lu Xingchen said: "I'll go there tomorrow."

Wan'er said: "Master, Wan'er will come with you!"

Lu Xingchen waved his hand and said: "This time, I can go alone. On the battlefield, I'll leave it to you. Especially Chen Haoxuan. Kong Haotian said that the God Emperor powerhouse is also a martial artist who practiced the Art of Destiny. In the past, he might have wanted to see us and Shenting fight to the detriment of both."

"Now, the god killed the Great Elder Shengguang. Although the god took the other party's body away, the power of the world lord's god seal blocked the fate of the Great Elder Shengguang. However, after a long time, he can also guess that the other party is dead. .At that time, he will most likely not wait any longer, but launch a crazy revenge. You have to be careful, every time you fight, prepare as much as possible.”

"Lord, don't worry, I've already made preparations!"

Lu Xingchen nodded, looked at Zhai Qingming and said, "I don't want to see what happened to Long Yi happen again. The war has already started, and the actions of all warriors in Ningtai City must be under control. Dispatch the beast Send two groups of disciples to monitor the entire Ningtai City. Even if a fly flies in, you must investigate it for the god!"

Zhai Qingming clasped his fists and said, "I've already made a mistake, master, don't worry, even if I die, I will do this well!"

Lu Xingchen frowned and said: "What has happened can only be used as a warning, let you always remember it in your heart, not for you to treat it as a burden."

Zhai Qingming said: "Master, I know."

Lu Xingchen finally looked at Wan'er and said, "Wan'er, from today onwards, you will follow Jingjing and Shizi to protect their safety. Leave the work of the puppet faction to Lao Li."

Wan'er said: "Obey, master."

A smile appeared on Lu Xingchen's face, and he said: "Then I will go to accompany Jingjing and Yangxi again, you all go!"

Mercury.

The residence of the Dragon King Guanmen Sect.

The resting place of generations of temple masters and elders. At this moment, the temple master is sitting cross-legged in front of a mausoleum.

On the tombstone of the mausoleum, the words "The Spirit of Dragon Rider, the 38th generation of the Supreme Elder of Dragon King Guandi" are engraved impressively.

On top of the tombstone, a white ball the size of a human head glowed with dazzling light.

Inside the ball, a small white dragon with the thickness of chopsticks can be seen faintly flying in it.

At this moment, a gap opened in the void behind the Guanzhu, and the elder Guanda, the Dragon King, came out and said in a hoarse voice: "Guanzhu, don't be sad. The Supreme Elder is willing to use himself as a bait to attract the mountain and sea gods and the gods." The attention of the two factions, so as to win opportunities for our disciples of the Dragon King Temple, is something that has already been decided. The elder Taishang seeks benevolence and benevolence, and now we can only live up to his expectations, so as to be worthy of his spirit in heaven."

The temple master ignored the elder's words, but remained silent for a long time before opening his eyes and sighing, "Is the corpse of the elder Taishang coming back?"

The Great Elder shook his head, and said with a bitter face: "The Shenting evaded, and never tried to do our best. Our people went to ask for it privately, and no matter what conditions were asked, the Shanhai Shenting would not let go. According to rumors, according to rumors -"

The Great Elder was a little speechless.

"Say!" The temple master shouted in a deep voice.

The Great Elder lowered his head, choked with sobs and said, "According to rumors, Nalan Minghui, the head of the Assassination Sect of Shanhai Shenting, ordered the craftsmen to forge the dragon head of the Supreme Elder into two sets of shields, and the bones into a thousand high-grade treasures. To those who have merit."

The temple master suddenly prostrated himself on the ground and burst into tears.

The Great Elder also wiped away his tears and said, "My Lord, my condolences!"

The temple master cried for a long time before he stopped and said in a trembling voice, "Long Yi should be here, right?"

"Yes, I came here because the elders brought her here. However, Long Yi has lost a lot of weight since she didn't eat, drink, or talk along the way," said the elder.

The master of the temple raised his head, his eyes were full of ferociousness and said: "As long as she is still hanging on her breath, she must inherit the will of my Dragon King Temple! You bastard, you even regarded the humble human race as your relatives and brought her here! "

The great elder nodded, tore apart the void, and disappeared.

The temple master stood up, gently stroked the beads on the tombstone, and said softly: "Elder Taishang, rest in peace! Once Long Yi becomes the helm of my Dragon King Temple, I will let her go to the Shanhai Shenting to take revenge." I want to seek revenge from Shenting. I want to let them all know that my view of the Dragon King is different from those clowns! We are the blood of the great dragon clan, and we are the darlings of heaven!"

After a while, a crack opened in the void again.

The four elders came out first.

Then, the second elder twisted a little girl who was so thin that her eyes were sunken and her face was full of distress, to come out.

It was Long Yi.

It's just that Long Yi at this time is completely different from the previous Long Yi.

There was no trace of blood on his face, let alone the previous smile.

The Great Elder put Long Yi down, pressed her head and said, "Call the Lord!"

Long Yi's head was stiff, motionless.

The Great Elder was a little angry, grabbed Long Yi's hair with both hands, and pressed it hard.

Long Yi's whole body hit the ground with a "plop".

The second elder couldn't bear it, and hurriedly helped her up, but he couldn't help her.

Glaring at the first elder, the second elder said, "Why do you use such brute force?"

The great elder winked at him as the envoy.

The temple master's eyes were bloodshot, looking at Long Yi who was lying on the ground, he seemed to want to tear her into pieces!
The Second Elder bit the bullet and said: "Monastery Master, we have all heard about the matter of the Supreme Elder, but it is not Long Yi's fault! She is like this now, we should find a way to make her recover!"

"Are you the temple master, or am I?" The temple master looked at the second elder coldly.

The second elder's heart sank, and he still gritted his teeth and said: "Monastery Master, if you do it forcefully, I am worried that Long Yi will not only fail to inherit the will of our Dragon King Temple, but will become an enemy—"

The Second Elder hadn't finished speaking when the Temple Master suddenly slapped him on the chest.

A big mouthful of blood shot out, and the Second Elder flew tens of feet away like a kite with a broken thread!
"Second Elder!"

"Second Elder!"

The elders were startled and wanted to go up to help.

"Whoever dares to go, I'll kill whoever!" A sinister voice sounded, and the temple master glanced at the other elders with a hideous expression.

Several elders stopped one after another, lowered their heads one by one, not daring to speak.

The Second Elder struggled to get up from the ground, and while spitting blood, he continued: "My Lord! I know you are saddened by the death of the Supreme Elder, but you have not forgotten the last wish of the Supreme Elder, have you?"

(End of this chapter)