Don’t get me wrong, immortals are all simple and unpretentious!

I saw the black dragon suddenly transformed when it was close at hand.

He turned into a human form, wearing a nine-clawed black dragon robe and a nine-dragon crown. Under the black crown was a majestic face.

With thick eyebrows and a wide mouth, and a straight nose, who could he be if he wasn't Qin Heilong, the Emperor of Qin?

If it were before, Qin Heilong would be the king and Wen would be his minister.

Wenren Qianyue should perform three bows and nine kowtows, but now that she is a saint of the Taiyin Holy Land, the emperor of the world will naturally not be able to see her.

Just a slight nod is considered a greeting.

But he was still confused, when did the Great Qin Emperor turn into a black dragon.

Looking at this momentum, it is still the legendary real dragon.

"Pfft!"

In front of Wenren Qianyue, the True Dragon Emperor knelt down and said loudly: "Qin Heilong, pay homage to the master!!!"

Below, Jiuling Yuan Sheng groaned and cursed in his heart.

“There’s something wrong with you, you’re kneeling so hard!!”

"Owner……"

Wenren Qianyue's heart was filled with shock. She knew the Lord of Qin very well.

That heart is simply higher than the sky!

What's the situation now? Life is thinner than paper?

But after thinking about it, it makes sense. Everyone in the entire Abandoned Continent doesn't know that Qin Heilong is the number one supporter of the Immortal Immortal, the kind who worships him three times in the morning and evening...

It's a pity that no one knows that Qin Heilong's actions are all superficial.

The purpose is to attract the Immortal Immortal...

"Get up, Xiaohei."

Li Wudao stretched out and said, "Xiaojiu started school earlier than you, so you have to call me brother, do you understand?"

If Qin Heilong dares to be stubborn, Xiao Hei will be Xiao Hei.

He stood up and said respectfully to the head of Jiu Ling Yuan Sheng: "Brother Ninth!"

Jiuling Yuan Sheng felt a little more comfortable now. The boss was interesting enough and could tell the difference between familiarity and distance.

"Well, that's right. Your Ninth Brother is also tired. You can work shifts with him."

Qin Heilong didn't quite understand what shift work meant, but he probably guessed what the immortal meant. He roared and transformed into the true form of the black dragon, waiting for his master's blessing.

"Miss Wenren, let's change to a bigger seat."

After saying that, Li Wudao had already grasped the blood butcher and flew up to the dragon's spine.

It sank so hard that Qin Heilong's gums bled.

What's going on? It's so serious!

At this moment, he and Brother Ninth share the same fate...

Wenren Qianyue never dreamed that one day she would ride on the Emperor of Qin.

With a slight movement, the graceful figure has landed on the dragon's spine.

Qin Heilong breathed a sigh of relief, Wenren Qianyue was as light as nothing, it was time for the immortal boss to lose weight...

Li Wudao said that he was wronged, and what was more serious was the ancient murderous sword.

"Ooooooooooo!"

The relaxed Nine Spirit Yuan Sheng roared wildly with his four big mouths, and his eyes looking at the Black Dragon brother with his eight vertical pupils were much softer.

It’s nice to have someone to share the work with!

"You have nothing to do with your strength?"

Boss Li's faint voice sounded.

Jiuling Yuan Sheng immediately shut up and followed the little black ass in silence.

Li Wudao ignored it, feeling uncomfortable on the dragon's spine.

One is that it is not very stable, and the other is that the scales rub against the buttocks. It seems that it would be better to put the entire dragon saddle on top.

"What do you want to ask?"

Li Wudao smiled calmly when he saw Qian Yue, the Wen Yue, looking like he was hesitating to speak.

"Why is Emperor Qin here, and how did he turn into a real dragon?"

After all, the woman couldn't contain her curiosity.

"Well, let's start from that day at the Qingluan Summit..."

Under Wenren Qianyue's shocked eyes, Li Wudao roughly told what happened before she arrived at Qingluan Peak.

As for how Qin Heilong turned into a real dragon, Immortal Li said it was a hen.

"Did you release the black dragon in that magical space?"

Because Li Wudao did not mention the Prison Suppression Tower, Wenren Qianyue could only judge based on common sense.

Li Wudao smiled calmly, "Yes, do you still dare to go in and practice?"

Wenren Qianyue was not frightened by him, "Qingyue believes that the young master is a human being. What's more, the master is still inside, so his cultivation may be rapid."

"Fuck!!!"

Suddenly uttering a curse word, Li Wudao quickly sank his mind into the Ring Realm.

Check out the situation on the side of the Four Holy Lords.

I don’t know, I’m scared.

Good guy, are these four really the four all-powerful Holy Masters?

In the lush primeval forest, four figures were still running wildly on the spot.

A hundred-meter-deep pit has been dug out of the ground beneath his feet.

The four of them were covered in sweat, their clothes clinging tightly to their bodies, their hair was unkempt, and their faces were covered with gray.

Like Huang Bo emerging from the sewer among the crazy rocks.

Everyone has lost weight compared to before they came in.

Especially the Holy Lord of the Sun, whose figure was originally skinny, but now he is almost as dry as a human being.

Of course, it's not all without benefits.

Her muscles have become stronger, especially her appearance, which makes her look like a King Kong Barbie.

The eyes of the four of them were bloodshot, but their spirits were as high as those of middle school boys suffering from febrile disease.

"I'm going to wipe it!"

Li Wudao couldn't help but smile. The four holy masters were so tired after running for two days.

You see, their Daffy Chicken is a little stronger than before.

"Four of you, do you want to take a break?"

Seeing the four old people who were tens of thousands of years old in total being tortured like this, Li Wudao still felt compassion.

Almost at the same time, four crying voices emerged from Li Wudao's mind, "Immortal, please change our place quickly, we are almost exhausted..."

It's so pitiful.

Li Wudao was just about to move the four people away when he suddenly thought that he could communicate with the black dragon and the four holy masters in this space.

So, is it possible to communicate with primitive indigenous people like Daffy Chicken?

As an activist, of course I can do whatever I want.

“Duffy Chicken…”

A thought passed through, and Daffy Chicken, who was running at a high speed, suddenly stopped and tilted his head to look around, as if looking for the source of the sound.

“Duffy Chicken!”

Seeing the chicken's reaction, Li Wudao had a clue in his heart and called out again.

This time, Daffy Chicken froze completely, and tears began to flash in his fist-sized chicken eyes, "Master! You are the master!!"

"Owner?"

Li Wudao was a little confused, but he did not expose this beautiful misunderstanding, "Yes, I am the master!"

"Master, it's really you. You've been missing for too long. Everyone misses you... oh oh oh!"

Daffy Chicken became more and more excited and completely ignored the four old men accompanying him.

The four holy masters finally stopped running and sat down on the ground, breathing heavily.

so horrible!

It's really scary! !

With their bodies in the combined stage, they could run for a hundred years without breathing heavily if they were to sprint normally.

As a result, it has only been two days, and I almost handed over my life here.

Sure enough, none of the mythical beasts here are good.

At the same time, I also look up to the Immortal Immortal even more!

Cast a look of awe.

Well, I don’t know where to throw it, so I just throw it blindly.

"Everyone is okay!"

Li Wudao decided to let the misunderstanding go deeper. These were all gold-medal thugs, not to mention that he was now the owner of Male Gobi.

Everything in the ring is his people. In a sense, it is not completely counterfeit...