The scoundrel became the pet of the master's group

"Spells require blood." Wen Feng thought for a moment, "As far as I know, there are not many worlds with beasts. In recent years, only Zhu Huan Secret Realm has been able to obtain blood."

"If there are other places to get it, I won't wait until today."

What's more, when the connection channel opened, he sent people to block the gate.

They have stayed in the northern border for so many days, neither Cultivator Zhu Tian nor Cultivator Yan Tian have seen it, so no one else will get blood.

"To erase my talisman and replace it with his, the spiritual sense must be stronger than mine. Not to mention the Yantian Realm, only a handful of cultivators who can transform God can do it in the entire Ninth Heaven Realm."

He pondered for a while: "Unless..."

Confused one after another: "Unless?"

"It's impossible to replace my control spell with blood. However, if part of the spell is destroyed, the resurrected real dragon will no longer obey my orders, but it won't listen to him either."

No longer obeying Wenfeng's orders? !Slightly startled one after another: "A real dragon will have its own consciousness?"

"How is it possible?" Fang Xiu grabbed the words, "We can only resurrect the body of a real dragon. No matter whether it is a human or a beast, it is impossible to artificially refine the three souls and seven souls of living beings."

"If brother can't control the real dragon, then it's just a living body that can't move."

He curled his lips: "A dragon that cannot move is meaningless. At most, we can get the heart and eyes of a real dragon from it."

He originally wanted to wait for the real dragon to be resurrected, and let his brother lend him a while to play.

One after another: "That person wants to get the treasure from the real dragon?"

Replace the dragon's heart and eyes with those of a real dragon?

"If he has such a plan, he must steal the dragon's heart without anyone noticing before we know it. But before the time comes, it is not easy to revive the real dragon in advance."

Wenfeng laughed coldly: "Even at this time, there is still a short period of time before the real dragon is fully revived. We have arrived here, and no one can take away half of the real dragon's scale."

The golden car soon reached the top of the mountain, and when they landed, a group of high-ranking monks from Yuhengzong were surrounding an intruder.

Seeing the arrival of the wind, a family followed him and told him: "Mr. Dao, this is the person who broke into the sect in the middle of the night last night."

The opponent was a Nascent Soul, and the Yuheng Sect's Nascent Soul cultivator had fought him for half a night, but he hadn't taken him down yet, so he could only be trapped here to prevent him from escaping.

Looking at him one after another, it felt like he had no intention of running away.

He cast a magic fog wall to surround the keel, and he stood in front of the ice fog to fight against monk Yuheng.

From the looks of it, it seems that they intend to delay the time and wait for the real dragon to be fully revived.

This Nascent Soul cultivator has white hair and frosty hair, and looks about 70 to [-] years old.

Once a monk grows old, he will be exhausted.Presumably he is limited by his talent, it is difficult to improve his cultivation base, and his lifespan is approaching.

That's why there is an urgent need for the treasures of the real dragon to break through the bottleneck and prolong life?

This Nascent Soul Venerable had never seen him before, but for some reason, he felt a little familiar.

But Wenfeng knew him.

There is a bit of disdain in the elegant laughter: "I have heard that Sect Master Cangyang has been in seclusion for many years. If he hadn't left the seclusion today, I would have thought that Sect Master Zhang would have passed away."

"It's a pity that the Cangyang Sect has now belonged to the Huantian Sect. What are you doing here instead of paying a visit to Liu Changji?"

Sect Master Cangyang gave him a cold look, and said with a bit of helpless envy: "When I retreated, you were only a golden core. Unexpectedly, in just a hundred years, you have reached the state of half-step transformation of gods. I also heard You have already comprehended the sword realm..."

He let out a long sigh: "You are indeed a rare talent in cultivating Taoism, and I am not as good as you."

"But my Cangyang Sect, Qiantian Sect, and Lingyuan Peak have not had any enmities with you for thousands of years. We have no grievances or enmities, and we have always been inviolable. Why did you seriously hurt my son?!"

"You showed no mercy to my son. Although he escaped by a surrogate, he was seriously injured by your beating. Even if he accidentally offended you, such a fatal injury, isn't it enough to calm your anger?"

"When you got married, I ordered my disciples to send generous gifts, and my son also went to Lingyuan Peak to congratulate you in person. He wanted to make amends to you and turn the war into a treasure, but you! You actually killed him brutally. Dust, you are too vicious!"

Listening silently one after another, thinking: No wonder this person looks familiar.

This Zongzhu Zhang is five points similar to his son.It's just that Zongzhu Zhang doesn't seem to know what his beloved son did at the wedding ceremony.

"Apologize?" Wen Feng sneered a few times, the phoenix's eyes flashed a sinister sharpness, and his handsome and flawless appearance made people feel creepy for no reason.

That damn Cangyang cultivator ruined his registration ceremony!

He originally planned to find the right time to gradually let him know the truth one after another, knowing that he is Wuya.The timing is not right, and it's okay to keep concealing it.

But the son of Cangyang Sovereign gave him a huge gift.

The one he loved so much resolutely left in a rage. He searched hard for two years, suffering day and night from the heart-wrenching lovesickness.

Qingyue's laughing tone was cold: "It's a pity that I couldn't control my anger at the time, and I accidentally hit him too hard and let him die. Otherwise, I can reunite you father and son today and let you see his bloody and mutilated body." , and listen to his mournful cry."

Cangyang Sect Master was furious: "If you don't avenge this revenge, you will be a father in vain! Juechen, today I will use up my remaining lifespan, and I will die with you!"

He swallowed a pill in one gulp, and his cultivation level skyrocketed instantly.

In an instant, thunder broke out loudly, and the sky was covered by pitch-black thunderclouds.The huge invisible spiritual pressure pressed on the top of the head like a mountain, making people's blood churn, chest tightness and breathlessness.

Wen Feng didn't take it seriously at all, and sneered at Qin Shi and raised his chin: "Sect Master Cangyang is a Nascent Soul monk who has practiced Taoism for thousands of years, and his cultivation base grows slowly like a turtle crawling, which is also a skill."

"He came out of his shell today, you go and make some moves with him, you don't have to show mercy."

Qin Shi raised the corner of his mouth, accepted the order gladly, and drew out his Flying General sword.

No matter how difficult it is for a monk to improve his cultivation due to his talent, it is extremely painful, especially for the arrogant Venerable Nascent Soul.

The master of Cangyang Sect has been difficult to improve for hundreds of years, and he was easily overtaken by a junior like Juechen, and his heart was full of helpless jealousy.

Not only did Juechen ignore him, even a young monk who was less than a hundred years old and looked like a child in front of him regarded him as a joke.

Juechen asked Qin Shi to play because he deliberately mocked and humiliated him.

The Cangyang Sect Master let out an angry roar, and a pile of talismans suddenly attacked Qin Shi.

For a moment, frost, flames, thunder... The Vientiane Dao dharma tightly surrounded Qin Shi like an impenetrable net.

It's a pity that even if the Cangyang Sect Master took the elixir that greatly increased his cultivation, he was still no match for the talented heir of the Senluo Sword Sect.

With Qin Shi's divine sword in his hand, it didn't take long for the powerful sword intent to break Wanfa with a single sword.

The powerful Reiatsu crushed the opponent half-kneeling on the ground, breathing heavily.

Those watching the battle unconsciously frowned one after another.

In the past, he was often compared with senior brother Qin Shi, which made him distressed and helpless.

When the demon king said that his talent was higher than that of Qin Shi, he wondered if he was lying to him with his eyes open.

But at this time, apart from lamenting Qin Shi's strength, he also sensed something was wrong.

The Cangyang Sect Master was severely injured by Qin Shi, and was backlashed by the elixir. The spiritual energy in the dantian was quickly exhausted, which was already a sign of impending death.

He won't last long and will fall, unable to use Taoism and supernatural powers anymore.

But the wall of fog behind him did not dissipate.

The skeleton of the real dragon was wrapped in the gray-white thick fog, and a stream of innate spiritual energy continued to expand, faintly mixed with a bit of cloudiness.

One after another, they thought that Cangyang Sovereign revived the real dragon ahead of time, ruining Wenfeng's plan, and wanted to take revenge on him.

But at this moment, an ominous premonition flashed in his heart, that the purpose of Sect Master Cangyang might not be like this.

Wenfeng and the others also noticed the abnormality. Qin Shi pierced Cangyang Sect Master's shoulder with a sword, and the half-kneeling figure instantly bled profusely.

He was about to torture, when the sharp and piercing old voice suddenly burst into laughter.

"Jiechen!" The blood red eyes looked at his enemy viciously, "I said before, if I risk my life today, I will take you to die together."

With a stern voice, he smiled coldly: "Do you think that I am the only one who wants to seek revenge from you?"

His lips opened and closed quickly, as if he was reciting some spell silently.

"Qin Shi!" Wen Feng gave an order, and Qin Shi immediately cut his throat with a sword.

It's a pity that he was one step too late, Sect Master Cangyang fell heavily on the ground, a cold air surged out of his body, and flew into the fog wall in an instant.

The fog still hasn't dissipated.

A mournful dragon chant rang out again, the sound was sharp and resounded through the sky, piercing people's eardrums with pain.

The innate aura that was supposed to be the awe-inspiring clean energy has obviously become cloudy and cloudy, and has become a strong evil spirit.

Wen Feng's handsome brows frowned rarely.He called out the long sword and raised his arm, and the powerful sword energy cut through the fog wall, blowing away the dense fog, and the real dragon's bone was once again revealed in front of everyone.

The dragon scales that were originally verdant and flowing had now turned into deep black.Due to the early resurrection, the white bones that had not yet had time to regrow flesh and blood also became filthy.

The golden light flowed like a longan with stars flowing in it, and it also turned into a bottomless night with a blood-red glow.

The ancient blue dragon has now turned into a pitch-black and filthy demon dragon.

In addition to the demon dragon that is about to be resurrected, there is a figure standing on the spine that has not yet covered the dragon scales, writing and drawing on the dragon spine.

That is the place where Wenfeng engraved the spell.

The man's clothes were messy and his hair was disheveled. Like the Cangyang Sect Master, his face was full of madness.

This person got to know each other one after another—the peak master Yuan Liedi, the new suzerain master of Qiantian sect, Taoist Linquan.

Seeing that the dense fog cleared, the peak master Liedi raised his head, and smiled viciously at Wenfeng, his rough voice was as piercing as scraping a pot and sawing wood: "Jiechen, you stole the dragon's heart and tendon, and you tricked me into taking the longan away." At that time, did you ever think that there would be today?"

Hearing the wind calmly, he was as dignified and elegant as ever: "The longan was bought by Sovereign Qiantian, and you haven't even seen it. When will it become your thing?"

He sneered and said, "If the suzerain is dead, the longan will be yours? It's no wonder that you have such a shameless idea, no matter how difficult it is to improve your cultivation."

They were taken aback for a while.Wenfeng's despicability and shamelessness are far superior to that of Liedi Peak Master, but his face does not change, and he accuses others in a high-sounding manner?

But he really understands people's hearts too well, and he stabs his opponent's sore spots impartially and fiercely.

Peak Lord Lie Di was furious, and the madness in his eyes deepened.

He laughed miserably: "You play with the world in the palm of your hand, even the ancient true dragon wants to be in your hands. But let me tell you, not everything in this world will go as you wish."

"You will pay for everything you have done!"

His lips moved slightly, and he muttered the mantra silently.

A sharp glimmer of light flashed in Wen Fengfeng's eyes, and with a thought, a sword shadow appeared in the void instantly, and the stream of light passed through the opponent's body, cutting off life in an instant.

The corpse of the peak master Liedi was hung in the air like a execution.However, the moment before he died, the spell was completed.

The corpse hanging in mid-air dried up quickly, turned into wind and sand in an instant, and was blown away by the cold and roaring waves.

At the same time, a huge evil spirit gushed out from his body, and instantly penetrated into the back of the dragon.