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The cave course was on fire.

The huge and heavy stone gate temporarily blocked the Zhenlong cable in the hands of the monks, so they set fire to it.

Gray smoke squeezed in from the gap in the stone door sealed by the entrance of the cave. At first, it was sporadic flames, which were ignited by spiritual power, and then to the majestic fire. The continuous spiritual fire scattered, eating away at the space in the cave.

An Canrong sat on the stone steps farthest from the door, huddled together with other young dragons.

Although father An Feng and the other adult dragons have formed formations and are ready to fight, and have the leadership and blessing of Master Panlong Envoy, An Canrong is still terrified.

Not because of the cries of the young dragon nearby, nor the whine of the sub-dragon.It's because of the sadness that those adult dragon people hide under their bravery.

It was a deep despair.

In the past, when his mother taught him to read and learn to despair, An Canrong didn't understand what despair is, but today he understands.

The hopelessness is that maybe Mom and Dad will leave today and never come back.

An Canrong hugged the crying young dragon next to him, pursed her mouth, and cried loudly with him.

In the crying, he heard someone shout: "Where's An Rui? Why is An Rui missing?"

An Rui was blocked outside the cave.

What stopped him was Shimen, and the huge blue and black chain he had seen for the first time in his life.

The three dragon-suppressing cables are like three vicious pythons flying into the air, and the five pitch-black steel claws on the chain head open and close at will, scarlet spikes spit out from the center of the claws, and the huge quenching fruit pill is tightly clasped to the chain heart, like bloodshot eyeballs. Wandering in the dark night, looking for prey.

An Rui's back felt cold, and the dragon's body couldn't help trembling. The Zhenlongsuo, which made countless brave warriors of the dragon clan change their faces, made him feel the fear welling up from the bottom of his heart.

He instinctively found a rock and hid there. From here he could see the cultivator manipulating the Longsuo. There were hundreds of people guarding the entrance of the cave.

Here, he could still hear the wails in the cave, which were the cries of countless young dragons.

Because of their low cultivation, young dragons are unable to resist spiritual fire, even if smoked, they may be burned.

How to do?

They are going to be burned.

Tears flowed from Anrui's big eyes again. It was Mr. Gu's divine dew that made the king and the elders lose their ability to fight, which killed the people in the village.

An Rui supported the mountain rock, desperately holding back the crying.

But this must not be Mr. Gu's fault, but his own.

It was the god dew wine I took that was tampered with by bad guys, and I made a big mistake, but I hid here, disregarding the safety of my clansmen, greedy for life and afraid of death.

"Son, our dragon clan only has dragons who died in battle, not dragons who abandoned their companions. We must live with everyone."

Mother's face appeared in front of An Rui again.

She rescued her companion but was killed by monks outside. She returned to Longcun just to see An Rui for the last time.

Anrui often misses his mother, but he is also proud of her. Dulong cannot live alone in this world, and it is meaningful only when he is with everyone.

Perhaps attacking the monks who set fire outside can buy time for the king and the elders to recover their physical strength.

An Rui rushed out.

Fly quickly to the strong monks who are waiting in battle, and to the terrifying Zhenlongsuo.

The entire body of a huge chain of a dragon-suppressing cable trembled, and the quenched fruit pill on the head of the chain kept shaking, and was about to move in the direction of An Rui.

At this moment, a golden thread crossed An Rui's body, tied him up before he was discovered, and pulled him back to the rock without a sound.

Xiao Honglong's mouth was also sealed by Xiansuo, and his body was still struggling, but Wei Qing's unquestionable voice sounded in his ears: "Don't move."

An Rui raised his eyes and saw Wei Qing and Mr. Gu who was in chains.

Gu Xifei patted An Rui's big head: "Little An Rui, wait here obediently, don't make trouble for me and Young Master Wei."

An Rui immediately shook his head and wanted to tell Mr. Gu that it was too dangerous, but he couldn't make a sound.At the same time, someone hit the back of the spine, and the dragon body trembled and passed out.

"Why talk nonsense to him?"

Wei Qing picked up the little red dragon's horn, and put An Rui in a comfortable and hidden place.

He then instructed Gu Xifei: "I'll go there later to attract Zhen Longsuo and their main force. You find a way to send the antidote into the cave and take those dragon men away."

After he finished speaking, his sleeves fluttered slightly, and he was about to fly out of the rock.

"and many more……"

Gu Xifei tugged on Wei Qing's sleeve in desperation, and when he saw him turn his head, he immediately let go of his hand and said seriously, "Do you know? Every bit of this Zhenlong cable is made of Taiyin black iron, and the black iron is being refined. At that time, it was incorporated into the Thousand Dao Spirit Talisman, there is no weapon in the world that can counter it, and the blood of the golden dragon is also invincible."

"So?" Wei Qing looked at him and asked.

"I'm going to attract the main force and Zhen Longsuo, you go in and save people." Gu Xifei handed the jade bottle containing the antidote to Wei Qing.

Wei Qing pushed the antidote away: "First, I won't unlock the dragon pattern lock for you. Your cultivation base is suppressed, and you can't beat those people outside. Second, I don't want my identity to be exposed, and then I don't want to be entangled by those dragon people. So, it's better to work hard, Mr. Gu, for a trip."

"If you don't open the dragon pattern lock for me, I can also help you. It's better than you going alone."

"You are so long-winded." Wei Qing stretched out his hand and made a gesture to shut up, "If you had time to be long-winded, it would have been over."

Taking advantage of Gu Xifei's moment of stupefaction, Wei Qing's body had been lifted into the air, he gave Gu Xifei a playful smile, turned his head and quickly rushed into the darkness.

His open black sleeves are like black wings in the dark night, as long as he flaps his wings, a monstrous hurricane will be rolled up.

Gu Xifei looked at the back and raised his eyebrows slightly.

But soon, he froze.

In the blink of an eye, the boy in black had already flown to the sky above the monks of Tianyan Kingdom, and there was indeed a stormy sea.

At the same time as the cultivators of Tianyan Kingdom reacted, there were three berserk dragon-suppressing cables, and all the alchemists forcibly manipulated them, almost rushing towards Wei Qing together.

Wei Qing's skill is as fast as lightning, and he has strong wind protection all over his body. When he used the golden dragon blood blade, hundreds of monks who were above the rotation period were swept away, and their blood was instantly destroyed. There are also dozens of magic weapons.

"When did the Demon Realm show such great power!"

"This is impossible... this is absolutely impossible!"

Countless horrified gazes looked at Wei Qing, and the monks of Tianyan Kingdom faced this crushing existence, and no one dared to continue to make moves for a while.

Gu Xifei, who was standing far away, murmured inwardly, and hurriedly stepped forward to help.

But Zhenlongsuo was faster than Gu Xifei, and the three alchemists who controlled Zhenlongsuo had already shot at the same time. The three Zhenlongsuo were like runaway snakes, and the pale Quenguodan rushed towards Wei Qing's back like crazy. An old wound that hasn't healed yet.

Zhen Longsuo is about to deprive him of his freedom, and he will eat his bones.

"Everyone, come on, catch this dragon thief, and there will be a lot of rewards from above." The leader of the monks shouted loudly.

Who would have thought that there would be a powerful demon from Xiaoxiaolong Village, if he was caught, the elixir brewed would be as powerful as the whole village's dragonmen, this is a great skill.

The moment the leader yelled, more cold magic weapons were ready to go behind the Zhenlongsuo, making a terrifying hum.

However, just as Zhen Longsuo flew towards him with murderous aura, Wei Qing's body suddenly swayed, and seven figures immediately appeared around him, surrounding Wei Qing in the center.

"Subordinate Qinggu."

"Subordinate Zhu Gui."

"I belong to Fansha."

"Subordinate Minglu."

"Subordinate Yuan Tu."

"It belongs to Tongyin."

"It belongs to Huasulphur."

Five men and two women were wearing armor, and they all said in unison, "See my lord."

And the artifacts in their hands also shot at the same time, and the seven of them also flew out at the same time, fighting with Zhen Longsuo.

"This is?"

When the monks saw these seven figures who looked like divine soldiers, no one could tell the history. They only felt that the bursts of coercion were like a catastrophe, and they wished to throw away their helmets and armor immediately and flee.

Wei Qing sneered, without Zhen Longsuo's deterrence, he seemed to be in a land of no one, and half of the nearly a hundred people who had been beaten by him before lost their lives in an instant.

After the leader was chopped off half of his body by a move of Golden Dragon Slash, the team finally collapsed, everyone started to run back, and even the alchemist controlled Zhen Longsuo to retreat.

Gu Xifei also paused in mid-air.

It's not that Wei Qing is attracting the main force and Zhen Longsuo, it's clearly the monks and Zhen Longsuo who are being chased by him.

Unexpectedly, at such a young age, he has strength no less than that of Hongying.

What's even more frightening is that he actually subdued the seven gods and demons, the seven demon heads who have entered the god realm.Although it is only a spirit body, it is enough to stir up the Three Realms.

Gu Xifei firmly grasped the chain in his hand, his phalanges turned slightly white.

After a while, Wei Qing was finally out of sight, Gu Xifei gathered his mind and flew to the entrance of the stadium.

Dozens of wounded monks were still lying at the door, seeing Gu Xifei sacrifice magic weapons one after another, mobilizing the remaining spiritual power to attack him.

Gu Xifei didn't even look at them, a multicolored ball of light appeared in his palm.

The light group left his hand as gracefully as he himself, Tingting pulled out thin rays of light, and inserted them into the chest of the underground monk one by one.

jingle.Clang.

It was all the sound of magic weapons falling.

The eyes of those injured monks also turned white, and there was a light smoke of scattered souls above their heads.

Cultivators who are above the recovery period are regarded as masters no matter where they are, and are treated with courtesy, but in Gu Xifei's hands, their lives are as light as a feather. They died silently, and there were corpses all over the place in an instant.

Gu Xifei straightened his sleeves, which were only half in length, and the dragon pattern lock appeared on his smooth arm again. He dragged the heavy chain, walked to the stone gate and shouted: "King Antai, please open the door, I am Gu Xifei."

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