How can a fairy be a villain?

Rong Jingyan's brows rose. She never thought that she would meet him first in the world of swordsmanship. Although they only had a one-time relationship, Murong Jingyan still recognized him at a glance from those red eyebrows. This person was Qian Rong in Jiuzhou. The sworn enemy in the alliance.

The Holy Son of the Nine Provinces Alliance, Cui Weijing, and various people are standing on a high platform paved with glazed glass. Behind Cui Weijing are seven or eight wizards in different costumes. At this moment, they are looking at something under the palace, and Cui Weijing, on the other hand, stood with his hands behind his hands. From the corner of his eye, he looked at another group of people not far away. The first inner guard, Shang Que, was dressed in white. He was followed by four Taoist guards wearing the brocade robes of the Taoist priest. Judging from the number of people, they obviously fell into the Downwind.

"Hey, you are not a good bird at all.

The little yellow duck's voice came, and it raised its head and said, "The people in the Wei Dao Department are at odds with your Duitian Tower. Isn't this red-browed Holy Son also someone who needs to be dealt with?"

"Why don't you sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight?" Murong Jingyan raised a finger to her mouth and signaled the little yellow duck to be silent. "Of course I want to sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight." "

"But... it's a little strange." What's weird. "

"Of course...the people next to them."

Just when Murong Jingyan finished speaking, someone in the audience took the lead to speak up. It was Cui Weijing, the Dragon Blood Pool. Only I, the Jiuzhou Alliance, knew the details. I didn't expect that your Wei Daosi also had a way to get in.

Hearing this, Shang Que's words also sounded. He looked forward and said in a calm tone, "Ha..."

"The Hidden Dragon List is the most precious treasure of the Immortal Alliance. You, Xiaoyan Cui Weijing, are also from the Immortal Alliance. How could you know the location of the Blood Pool of the Silent Dragon?

"It's him...

Qian Ning looked out of the corner of his eye and said in a teasing tone, "How come the majestic Holy Son of the Four States Alliance is the one in front of him, all of whom are from the Four States Alliance?"

The corners of Qian Ningfu's mouth raised slightly, but he ignored Qian Ning's question, and just cast his gaze again at the pillars deep in the palace. Before Murong Jingyan withdrew her gaze, her eyes revealed her thoughts. Wei Daosi was weak, but in the final analysis, he was still not a fairy or demon. From this point of view, the so-called first internal guard is at least a variant of the divine beast's posture, otherwise how could he tolerate his own people being killed like this.

After thinking about it, Murong Jingyan seemed to understand why Xiao Yan and the Eight Divisions were closely related, but there was no one from Cui Weijing around him, not even half of the Fulong Division and Zhuo Xing Division.

"The Immortal Alliance... I have heard that Xiaoyan Cui Weijing is affiliated with Tian. It seems that Cui Weijing has no own purpose in the Wenjian World."

When she thought about Wei Daosi, Murong Jingyan became even more doubtful.

If it is reasonable to say that Shang Que only brought Cui Weijing's people, then it is even more strange that there is a low-level player from the Four States Alliance in front of Qian Ningfu. Could it be that he came here secretly?

But if so, what are you asking for, and who are these people behind me? While Murong Jingyan was thinking, the expressions of Wei Daosi and others in the field changed slightly, and then they all took half a step back and looked up at the palace. The deepest part of the universe is actually a hollow pool. The blood in the pool is rolling, with a sparkling light, like fine red thunder and lightning swimming in a sweet and fishy smell. It is from that blood pool that "Blood of the Dragon" comes!

"Sure enough, there was no response...

The Minister of Wei Dao made a fist with one hand in his sleeve, almost suppressing the excitement outside his eyes, staring at the surging blood balls, "As long as there is no dragon blood, your ancestral blood will take a step back and degenerate into the special fairy like dad." Thinking of the devil's posture, Wei Daosi looked at Qian Ningfu who was nearby. A trace of history flashed outside his eyes. The blood of the dragon is not born every time. It has only happened eight times in history. It seems full. It’s a full pool, but there’s actually no limit to the amount of Seven Emperor Essence that can be differentiated. As for me being able to get that information, I still have to make a small loss...

Wei Daosi looked at the accomplices around him who were coming from the same place. After thinking for a moment, he asked tentatively: "Will there be any changes in the blood pool later? Those Cui Weijing people?"

One of them, an elegant young man in unusual Taoist robes, nodded and said casually, "The Holy Son uses less worries."

"Since you promised this opportunity, you will naturally let him return empty-handed. But if you can kill Cui Weijing's people, I hope the Holy Son understands. Wei Daosi frowned slightly, and looked at the other side of the blood pool with a show of expression. On the other side, Shang Que was also staring at the blood pool.

"It is rumored that the blood of the dragon contains the power to enhance the ancestral blood, but now it seems that it is a lie.

“After all, it is one of that villain’s magical powers.

Murong Jingyan also clearly felt that the smell of blood in the air was getting stronger, and her heart was beating again, and she could faintly hear the sound of heartbeat.

"what happened?"

Just when Murong Jingyan stuck his head out to observe again, a sudden change occurred in the blood pool. The surging blood ball suddenly stopped, and then a scarlet light was like an arrow, shooting out of the blood ball with lightning speed. The shot burst out and struck the direction of Cui Wei, Jing everyone "It's bad!"

Shang Que's pupils shrank, but his reaction was extremely slow, and he ducked sideways almost at the same time.

Even so, half of his robe was still torn by the wind of arrows, and the muscles that had been tempered internally and externally were cut into fine wounds just by looking at each other. The other inner guard in front of me had that luck, and half of his body was connected with it. His shoulder blades were blown away, and he only had time to let out a muffled groan before he was carried by the air wave and flew several feet away. Shang Que turned around, looking at the suddenly dead guard and the blood on the ground, his face became even more expressionless. In full view of the public, the power of the blood arrow was reduced, and it drew an arc before shooting in the direction of the Wei Daosi!

"what to do!?

Wei Daosi immediately shouted to the side, obviously seeing the power of the blood arrow, which was as fast as thunder, and the body of the Tianfeng monk was as special as paper behind it.

"Holy Son, that's his chance."

"Slow down!"

But the only one who responded to me was Qi San, who pushed me away. He gritted his teeth for fear of being stared at by the arrow. Wei Daosi could only activate his Qi and Blood Technique and turned to look at the bloody arrow that hit the air. , looking back at death with a particularly determined look, it took just a breath for the arrow to reach behind his eyes.

Swish!

At the critical moment, Wei Daosi still avoided the fear in his heart and calmly stepped out of the way to let the blood arrows pass by. The others didn't say much when they saw this. There is no history to draw lessons from about the Blood of the Dragon, but how to obtain it specifically? But this opportunity is as well known as Penglai Immortal Island, but at least the monks in the Eight Passes of the Blood Arrow Heavenly Seal can definitely catch and hold the pillars in front of the corridor. Jingyan is also secretly observing, and this beautiful face is written at this moment. Full of surprise, he plucked his red lips with his index finger and murmured: "Cui Weijing's man died miserably again." The Wei Daosi was also very funny. If you dare, you dare. Why do you have to lose face and stay where you are? . "

When Murong Jingyan clicked his tongue and shook his head, the big yellow duck stood on his shoulder and echoed, "If it is really the blood of the Silent Dragon, how can it be given if you open your hand and ask for it? Murong Jingyan glanced sideways at the big yellow duck when he heard this, and seemed to be It was said that he was trying to be mysterious, but he didn't fart slowly, but the big yellow duck clicked until he clicked. Murong Jingyan didn't mean to ask further, and continued to look at the noodle players in the field.

After just two glances, Murong Jingyan suddenly felt something was right.

What are those guys doing? Why are they looking at you? ?

Should I be wary of this arrow...?

At that moment, Murong Jingyan's cheek was suddenly patted by a big yellow wing, and the big yellow duck's voice reminded him, "Hey, hey."

“You look up, he looks up.

Murong Jingyan's expression changed when she heard this. She just had time to raise her head and took two steps to one side almost without thinking!

Almost at the same time, a loud noise came from the side, and the billowing smoke was filled with the smell of death. Under the low platform, the two forces suddenly looked at each other with stern eyes: "What.

"No one yet!?"