Zhu Tian: Starting from the World of Zongwu

The Purple Gold Dragon sneered. He couldn't figure out what kind of cultivation Song Qian was practicing.

But it was obvious that his spiritual clone was completely defeated by the opponent's projection clone.

From this, we can also judge that even if his real body can escape, he will probably be beaten to a pulp when facing this woman's real body!

Their true bodies are both at the level of immortal gods, and he is also of the royal bloodline of the dragon clan, so why is there such a huge gap between them?

Song Qian loosened her hand, released the Purple Gold Dragon, and put on a kind gesture, saying with a smile: "Now that everything has been made clear, the misunderstanding is resolved.

This young lady is magnanimous and will not pursue the matter of you calling me a little girl!"

The Purple Gold Divine Dragon felt a chill in his heart and said, "Miss, do you mean you won't pursue this matter?"

This little girl is very vengeful!

Although he was complaining in his heart, he didn't dare to show it on the surface. Instead, he was full of joy, hugged his two dragon claws together, and kept expressing his gratitude.

"Thank you, Miss Song, for not holding a grudge against me. When I'm lucky enough to escape from this predicament in the future, I will definitely pay you a visit and reward you handsomely!"

"Hey, what are you waiting for?"

Victoria Song looked at him with a smile, "Why don't you just show us the way and take us to your real body? Maybe we can find a way to break the seal of your real body!"

The Purple Gold Dragon laughed dryly, "How about we just forget it?"

He refused verbally, but in his heart, he was extremely unwilling.

It’s not that he doesn’t want to escape, but he doesn’t want these people in front of him to help him escape!

His real body was sealed, and although he lost his freedom, at least his life was safe. But if he fell into the hands of these people, his life and death would not be in his own hands!

As the Purple-Gold Divine Dragon, the emperor of the dragon clan, he knew very well what his flesh, blood, and bones meant.

To put it bluntly, his whole body is a treasure. Any drop of his blood can create a top dragon-blood family in the mortal world. In the ancient times, there were countless cultivators who coveted his body and dragon soul.

Don’t think that Victoria Song appears to be easy to talk to now, but if she really saw her true self, what would she do? Only God knows!

Seeing that the Purple Gold Dragon refused to agree, Song Qian's face began to turn cold, "Why, you don't want to? Or do you think we can't help you out of this predicament?"

The Purple Gold Dragon shook his head and said, "Of course I believe that you can help me escape. It's impossible for the Mahayana cultivators in this mortal world to do it, but you must have a way!

But I..."

His tone was hesitant and he looked conflicted.

"Brother Zijin, you have concerns!"

Song Xuan smiled and said, "If you have any concerns, just tell us directly. Let's be honest with each other. There's no need to hide anything!"

The Purple Gold Divine Dragon glanced at Song Xuan and still felt that this person was more trustworthy and seemed more reliable in what he said and did. He took a deep breath and spoke in a low voice.

"Let me be frank. As the Dragon King, too many people have schemed against me. Too many people want to use my blood to refine pills, extract my tendons to refine weapons, and even rob me of my dragon soul to refine my spirit!

Fellow Daoist Song Xuan, you and I met by chance and had no previous friendship. How can I believe that you saved me not for these purposes?

Rather than escaping and then falling into danger again, I would rather be sealed!"

"So this is what you're afraid of!"

Song Qian sneered, "You, this ruffian dragon, may not have much strength, but you have a lot of thoughts.

As for your so-called dragon bloodline, I don’t even want to take a second look at it. No matter how strong your bloodline is, can it compare to my innate bloodline of gods and demons?

No matter how strong your dragon soul is, can it compare to my innate divine and demonic spirit?"

"Hehehe..." Song Qian said with a gloomy smile, "Now that you know my secret, you only have two choices: one is death, and the other is to surrender at my feet and serve me!"

"So you've been trying to get me to surrender!" The Purple Gold Divine Dragon said speechlessly, "No, I just don't understand. If you are truly an innate god or demon, how could you be interested in a person like me who is an acquired dragon?"

Song Qian pointed at the small green snake on her brother Song Xuan's arm, "Look, you see, my brother has a snake demon as a pet. If he has one, I want one too. I can't find a suitable snake demon, so having a dragon king like you as a mount seems pretty good too."

Your strength is a little lacking, but that's not important, as long as you show off your skills!"

If Ye Gucheng, the master of pretense, saw him going out shopping on a magical dragon, he would be so envious!

Ahahahaha!

Chapter 891 Hehehehe!

You're riding a horse!

The Purple-Gold Divine Dragon couldn't help but swear.

He had been scolding people all his life, and today he had restrained himself for once, but now, he felt that he could no longer hold back.

Just because your brother has a little snake, you have to get one that's better than a snake?

So, you are targeting your Uncle Long?

Xiaoqing's snake head also stood up, but after Song Qian took a look, she decisively lay down again.

Forget it, a pet is a pet. It’s not shameful to be a pet for my brother-in-law. My sister has always wanted to be one, but she hasn’t found the opportunity yet!

The huge head of the Purple Gold Divine Dragon was almost twisted into a dough stick at this moment. It didn't even want to look at Song Qian, but turned to look at Song Xuan.

"Song Xuan, what about you? What do you mean?"

"I admit that I'm not as strong as you, but I also have Dragon Spirit. Don't even think about asking me to be someone's pet or mount!

At worst, Master Long doesn't want this divine clone anymore!"

Song Xuan waved his hand and smiled gently, "Don't be upset, Brother Long. I've been spoiled by you since you were little, so you don't know how to talk much.

Actually, what she meant was that she wanted to be friends with you, so that when you go to the upper realm, you and your friends get into trouble and can help each other."

After Song Xuan said this, the Purple Gold Dragon's expression improved a little. He turned his head to look at Song Qian, "Is this what your brother meant?"

"Ang, what else?"

Victoria Song put one hand on her waist and said, "I helped you out. If I need your help in the future, shouldn't you help me?"

Next time, when I show off my power in public, I will need to step on your back for a while. Do you have the nerve to refuse?

The Purple-Gold Divine Dragon uttered an "oh," "It's only natural for friends to help each other, but what you just said was a bit too much, wasn't it?"

"So what?" Victoria Song snorted, "Do you think my words are not nice, or do you think I can't speak?

Just tell me, do you want us to help you out?"

"want!"

This time, the Purple Gold Dragon did not hesitate at all.

In fact, after learning that Song Qian was a congenital god and demon, he had a rough idea in his mind.

Compared to the innate gods and demons, he, the so-called Dragon King, is really not a rare thing. In the eyes of other cultivators, he is full of treasures, but in the eyes of the other party, he is probably just that.

I think after escaping, my safety will be guaranteed, at least I don’t have to worry about being skinned and pulled out.

As long as his safety is guaranteed, everything will be fine. As for whether he will really lose face by being someone else's mount in the future, we will have to wait until he is out of trouble.

He is a purple-gold divine dragon. Although his combat power is not as good as Song Qian, the innate god and demon, his speed may not be worse than the other.

When he reached the upper realm, the spatial level was stable, the spatial laws were not obvious, and even teleportation was difficult. He could only rely on the escape method to travel. The world was so big, couldn't he just roam freely?

I want your uncle Dragon to be my mount, little girl, can you catch up with me?

After being sealed for tens of thousands of years, he was extremely anxious. If he relied solely on his own divine clone to find a solution, it would take forever. Today was a rare opportunity, so he decided to give it a try.

"That's it!"

Victoria Song spread her hands and said, "Let's go, let's go to your place and take a look!"

She was a little impatient. A purple-gold dragon as a mount. How cool would it be to ride it out?

Thinking back to when she was in the Great Zhou Dynasty, she longed to have a dragon as a mount. For this purpose, she even specially trained a white snake hoping that it could transform into a dragon. Unfortunately, the white snake grew too slowly and could not keep up with the growth pace of Song Luotian.

She remembered that when she was a child, her brother told her mythological stories in which the more powerful gods all had mounts.

Now, everything is fine. A golden dragon appeared before her eyes, and her desire to ride the dragon and travel across the sky and earth was completely activated!

"No hurries!"

Song Xuan glanced at her and said, "You forgot what we came here for!"

As he spoke, he looked at Yao Yue and asked, "How are the prisoners of the Suzaku Legion doing now?"

"As soon as I entered this place, I sneaked into the cultivation planet to check. Everyone, including Lin Yue, was soaked in the blood pool and their blood was drawn. I have cleared out the guards."

Yao Yue's face remained calm. "It's clear that those who were captured are cultivators with special bloodline qualifications... Zhuquezi, go and bring them out!"

"As ordered!"

Zhuquezi clasped his fists and bowed, feeling a little hesitant to look at this elusive woman who always seemed shrouded in a veil of mist. Then he transformed into a fiery red phantom of a Vermillion Bird, stirring up waves of fire and rushing towards the Xiuzhen Star.

The Purple Gold Divine Dragon took a curious look at the Suzaku phantom and said, "This person actually got the ancient Suzaku inheritance. Although it's just the tip of the iceberg, it's still a great opportunity.

By the way, you came here to save people?"

Song Xuan hummed, "The one who summoned you here has captured a disciple from my sect. Since I have nothing better to do, I came to see who dares to challenge my authority!"

The Purple-Gold Divine Dragon glanced at the blood mist that still lingered in the air and muttered, "That old fellow summoned me, right?

I don’t know where he learned the ancient summoning technique, but he can actually communicate with my divine clone.

I told him before that if he met someone he couldn't defeat, he should just run away and never summon me.

This old guy promised me everything, but I didn't expect that I would be tricked by him today!"

He blew a breath, and the dragon breath burned away the last bit of the gray-clothed old man's blood and energy. Then he said with relief: "Fortunately, you are from Taixuan Heaven, and there is no hatred between you and me.

If I had encountered my enemies from the Ancient Heaven, I might have been in real trouble today!"

Song Xuan raised his eyebrows. "From what you said, you've caused a lot of trouble in Taigutian?"

The Purple Gold Dragon chuckled, "As the saying goes, a dragon wandering in the martial arts world is bound to be stabbed. If you want to get by, you have to have some luck in life..."

"speak English!"

The Purple-Gold Divine Dragon's expression turned serious. "That's right. Some people are always coveting my body, and I'm also eyeing their storage rings. So, with this back and forth, I naturally have more enemies... Do you understand what I mean?"

"I understand this!"

Song Qian chuckled, "Isn't it just using myself as a bait to lure in some ill-intentioned cultivators? I understand this all too well!"

Song Qian looked like she had met a close friend. She had unique experience in making nests.

Unexpectedly, I met a fellow traveler today!

No, it’s the dragon of the same path!

The Purple Gold Dragon's eyes lit up, "You also like other people's storage rings?"

"No!" Victoria Song waved her hand and said with a smile: "The storage ring is just a by-product. Whenever my brother needs to get promoted or gain sales, I no longer hide my appearance and whereabouts and hang out outside.

You can earn a lot of merit every time!"

This time, the Purple Gold Dragon felt much more favorable towards Song Qian. He raised his big head and said with a smile, "When we have time in the future, we can exchange experiences more often.

Some people are attracted by beauty, others by treasures and resources. If we work together, who can resist this temptation? "

Song Qian's eyes also lit up, "Wouldn't that be a massacre?"

Purple-Gold Divine Dragon: "Hehehehe!"

Victoria Song: "Hehehe!"

Chapter 892: Ancestor, we are one of us!

The Vermillion Bird Patriarch brought Lin Yue and his group back.

Song Xuan took a quick look and found that there were not many survivors, less than a hundred. However, it was obvious that all of them had extraordinary talents and special bloodlines. They were lucky enough to survive, so they must be useful.

Considering that these people were soaking in a pool of blood and having their blood constantly drawn, Song Xuan had a rough guess in his mind.

Could it be that Sirius Lord is also learning the method of the Flash Soul Ancestor, extracting the blood of all the talents in the world to condense a divine body?

Thinking about it this way, Song Xuan felt that the possibility was not small. If nothing unexpected happened, this place was probably one of the strongholds. There were probably quite a few strongholds like this where blood was extracted.

After all, Tianlang had seen Song Qian's perfect divine body. Since he failed to take over her body, this person might not have planned to forge a divine body by himself!

While he was pondering, a somewhat timid voice came to his ears.

"Elder..."