The scoundrel became the pet of the master's group

After everyone made an agreement, the Yao Dynasty star Yan Mojun said: "The successive injuries should not be moved. I will take care of him on the ground, and I won't go down to the dungeon with you."

One after another, he realized that his cultivation base was already weak, and now his right arm was seriously injured, and following his master to the dungeon, not only would it not help him, but it would become his burden again.

As the demon king said, it is best to wait up there.

Fang Xiu felt that what the demon king said made sense, but he was worried that he would leave it to others to take care of him one after another.Just as he was about to say that he would stay, Taoist Juechen nodded in agreement.

How did the old fox change his sex today?Not only let the demon king heal successively, but also agreed to stay with him.

Could it be that the demon king is the same outside and inside, and is really harmless to humans and animals as he looks on the outside?

He looked at his senior brother and the demon king in doubt for a while, and after weighing it up, he finally decided to hear about Feng.

Both Wen Feng and Ling Chengze felt at ease, thinking that the Demon King should be trustworthy.

One after another, they respectfully sent Master and several people into the dungeon, and then found a stone pillar to sit and rest.

The demon king walked up to him, sat down together, and chatted with him: "Your sword level is really interesting. I haven't recovered yet."

Qingyan frowned slightly, sword state?

The demon king smiled again and asked: "How is it, does the wound still hurt?"

He shook his head one after another: "Thank you, Your Royal Highness, for healing me. Your Highness doesn't have to worry about me anymore, and you can go down with Master and the others."

The demon king was slightly surprised: "Are you always so deliberately alienated from people and full of precautions?"

One after another, he slandered: Didn't he show due respect to these dignitaries and dignitaries?

As for defense... There has been a saying since ancient times that one must be on guard against others, and he deeply believes it.The only ones who can trust wholeheartedly are Master, and Xue Songyu who is not here.

He raised the corner of his mouth and said nothing.

"I'm not good at fighting people head-on. Even if I go down, it won't help much." The demon king smiled back, "Those who go to the dungeon mostly want to get something from Jiaolong."

His eyes narrowed one after another, and he looked at him secretly for a moment.

What I expected was right.Just now when those Nascent Souls proposed to join forces to kill Jiaolong, their intentions were already clearly revealed.

The several peak masters of Qiantianzong have never expressed their opinions, and the master and the others have listened to other people's decisions indifferently throughout the whole process.Whether it is sealing or killing, they don't really care.

However, if there is a chance to get the treasure on Jiaolong, why not?

"His Royal Highness, don't you want to get something from Jiaolong?"

The Demon King chuckled: "Cheng Ze is going down, what else can I get? You Sen Luo Sword Sect doesn't have any good faults. It's better to stay on top to be safe."

Before he could answer one after another, he continued: "Jiaolong has been trapped here for many years, and has long since lost the magic power of the year. Not to mention that the twenty or so Nascent Souls are more than enough to deal with it, even if it breaks through the seal, Cheng Ze and you Uncle Shizun, that's enough to deal with."

"The Cangwu faction's realm is too low, and they can't deal with it by themselves, so they thought that the beast that had its teeth pulled out could be more powerful. You shouldn't believe their words, and you suffered this injury for nothing."

One after another, I felt that the demon king's speech was similar to that of the demon king, and he said something here and there, but his meaning was obvious.

Flood dragon is nothing to be afraid of, Ling Chengze has long planned to kill it, whether the seal is broken or not doesn't matter much.

But he didn't believe in Cangwu Sect's words, but—couldn't the monster energy leaked by Jiaolong be called strong? !

He has been ridiculed several times today by the mighty people intentionally or unintentionally. At this time, he is even worried that the demon king will be the same as the demon king. Let me say: You will understand when you reach the realm.

Fortunately, the demon king can speak human language.

The Demon King changed the subject again: "There are always greedy people with evil intentions and overreaching. Zhang Jun'an deliberately guided them to go on like this. Why don't we guess how many of them can come back alive."

What does the Demon King mean, that Nascent Soul cultivators will fight each other for the precious materials on the Jiaolong?

If Jiaolong is really not to be feared, it is not impossible.

There was no doubt in succession that Ling Chengze and Fang Xiu could do anything to anyone.

He changed from talking in words to communicating with the demon king through sound transmission: "You said just now that you are not good at fighting people head-on, is it true?"

"The demon clan is best at illusion, followed by spells." The demon king didn't mind at all revealing his strength one after another, "I'm not Chengze's opponent at all in hand-to-hand combat."

"There is a kind of mind-confusing technique in illusion, also known as charm." The demon king smiled and glanced at each other, "I have dabbled in mind-confusing technique, why don't you try it. But it may not be as good as you."

Who the hell is asking you this.I couldn't help but gritted my teeth and cursed secretly.

He's so funny when he teases, who loves to tease him? !

The Demon King chuckled a few times: "I can't beat Cheng Ze, but an ordinary Nascent Soul shouldn't have much problem."

He was slightly curious: "Why do you ask this suddenly?"

"I just suddenly remembered something." Successively, his face was expressionless, "A very important thing. If you are still powerful in combat, I will tell you. If you can't beat him, forget it."

"Who?"

"Zhang Jun'an."

"I think there should be no problem." The demon king understood, "Do you know where he is hiding?"

No wonder it suddenly changed to sound transmission.

One after another, he looked at the demon king carefully from head to toe.

The demon king has a gentle and handsome appearance, a gentle temperament, and soft-spoken words, without any aura of a king at all.

He didn't know whether the other party's sentence "it should be no problem if you think about it" was reliable.

Now there are only the two of them here, Master and the others don't know when they will return, so he should be reminded of such an important matter.

Even if you can't beat it, you should take precautions early.

"I don't think Zhang Jun'an is as powerful as Cheng Ze." The Yao Dynasty blinked playfully one after another, "Tell me, and I will help you deal with him."

The lighthearted conversation between the two did not seem like they were talking about a mastermind behind the scenes with a high level of cultivation and deep palace.

Helping the forehead one after another: "The disciple of Cangwu standing over there is the third one from the right."

The demon king was dubious, spread out his spiritual sense to investigate carefully, and after a while, he got the result.

"Really." He raised the corner of his mouth, "He suppressed his cultivation and disguised himself as a golden core. He didn't intend to investigate, and even I couldn't detect it."

"His original realm should be Nascent Soul Middle Stage, don't worry, I can beat him."

He asked curiously again: "It's impossible to see through his disguise with your spiritual sense. How do you know it's his?"

Unexpectedly, Zhang Jun'an was among a group of Cangwu disciples who were not even paying attention.

However, this also explained well why he was ruthless and accurate in his shots, targeting the formation repairs of the Taoist sect, and leading the Nascent Souls into the dungeon step by step.

Zhang Jun'an once transmitted sound transmissions to successive voices.

Outside the secret realm, they knew their every move through the boundary wall. Even if they did not reach the Nascent Soul realm one after another, they knew that even the master would find it difficult to do such a thing.

He didn't believe that Zhang Jun'an was so powerful.Others must be in the secret realm, not far from them.

What he just recalled was that he had met Zhang Jun'an in the morning.

In the main hall of the Cangwu Sect, each faction was dealing with the Shanyong Town issue.

Not long after entering the hall, he and Xue Songyu finished communicating. In order to find out what happened, he carefully watched everyone in the hall.

Zhang Jun'an was wearing the Taoist robe of the Tianhong sect at that time.

Zhang Jun'an must have been hiding in the Hongshan faction incognito, and went to Shanyong Town with Hongshan disciples more than a year ago.

He was also in the phantom array in Shanyong Town at that time, so it was possible to take away the corpses of the monks before the other factions.If he had planned it in advance, it would not be difficult for a Nascent Soul cultivator.

Later, the Hongshan faction split, and he followed the head of Tianhong to the new Tianhong faction.

Putting the corpse at the gate of the Tianhong Sect was not only because it was convenient for the guards of the Xiaomen Sect to evacuate, but also because he himself was in the Tianhong Sect.

Zhang Jun'an, a disciple of Tianhong, followed Tianhong's head, and moved the monk's body to the Cangwu Sect.

He was not in the main hall after the discussion started, so he must have gone to the Discipline Hall in the back mountain at that time.

He used to be qualified to be the head of the Cangwu sect, so he naturally knew everything about the Cangwu sect, including the location of the mountain protection formation and how to open it.This used to be his home.

Later, he entered the secret realm first, pretending to be a guard disciple, waiting for the Nascent Soul monks to enter the secret realm, and then came up with the next strategy based on the situation in the secret realm.

After listening to the demon king, he became very excited and moved to Zhang Jun'an in an instant.

"You are Zhang Jun'an?"

They were dumbfounded one after another.

What is unreliable is not the Demon King's cultivation, but his brain.

The cultivation base of the demon cultivator really has grown on his face!

Zhang Junan was taken aback for a moment, and after a while he admitted frankly: "How did you know? Where did I miss the trick?"

"I didn't see it." The demon king also said calmly, "Tell me one after another."

"I admire you very much. But you have been hurt one after another, Ling Chengze will not let you go. Otherwise, if you leave one hand behind and leave immediately, I will pretend that I have never seen you."

There is simply nothing to say one after another.

The gap between the monster race and the human race is like a moat that cannot be crossed, and he cannot understand the way the demon king thinks.

Zhang Jun'an hooked his lips: "If I don't see the Cangwu Sect die, I won't leave."

He turned to one after another: "Xiao Xianjun, how did you know?"

One after another: "We met in the main hall this morning."

Zhang Junan raised his eyebrows and smiled.He deliberately concealed his cultivation, no matter from which point of view, he is an extremely inconspicuous Golden Core cultivator.I didn't expect to be remembered after only staying in the main hall for a while.

The two looked at each other for a moment, but Zhang Junan had no intention of leaving.

I have been having doubts one after another, and now I can't help asking: "Are you Zhang Jun'an himself, or his descendant?"

"He is my father. I was only ten years old when my whole family was slaughtered. In a blink of an eye, so many years have passed." Zhang Jun'an continued to talk like gossip, "I have inherited his orthodox lineage, so naturally I will continue to use it. The name."

More importantly, use this name to avenge the Cangwu faction.

One after another: "Next, what are you going to do?"

The corner of Zhang Jun'an's mouth slightly raised: "Xiao Xianjun, you are the first person to break free from my puppet thread by yourself. As a reward, I will tell you a secret."

"Since you can see through my identity, then guess who my helper is."

Does Zhang Jun'an have any accomplices?

He frowned slightly one after another, thought for a long time, and finally shook his head.

"Let me give you a hint, he knows you, and you should know him too."

What does it mean to know?

One after another was slightly surprised by the strange statement.

"anything else?"

Zhang Jun'an thought for a while, then smiled and said, "That man is scary. I don't know him very well, but I think your situation may be more dangerous than mine."

He frowned slightly one after another, not understanding at all.

Just as he was about to ask again, the soles of his feet suddenly shook violently, and a mournful dragon chant resounded through the sky from the entrance of the dungeon.

Immediately afterwards, a black flood dragon that was as thick as a mountain and dripping with blood burst out of the ground.

Flood Dragon attacked fiercely, rushed towards the crowd, and quickly flew back to dodge one after another.

The Cangwu disciple who couldn't dodge in time was knocked to the ground, Zhang Jun'an was light and nimble, leaped onto the dragon's back in one step, and rode away on the dragon.

After a few breaths, when a group of Nascent Soul monks came out from the dungeon, Jiaolong had already rushed out of the secret realm and was hard to find.

Daoist Juechen walked out of the dungeon with a celestial appearance, his calm and relaxed attitude was in sharp contrast to the disheveled and embarrassed other Nascent Souls.

One after another hastily stepped forward: "Master, won't Jiaolong chase after him?"

"I won't live long, don't be in a hurry." Fang Xiu, who came out with Taoist Juechen, snatched his words.

Qin Shi, who was behind him, continued, "Even if you leave it alone, it will be seriously injured and die."

One after another, he asked doubtfully, "What about the dragon's corpse?"

"Dragon tendons and keel bones are rare, and most people will look for them." Taoist Juechen smiled lightly, "Why, are you interested?"

"If my Xu wants it, as a teacher, I will send someone to find it."

He shook his head quickly one after another.

Regardless of whether he is interested or not, these precious natural materials and earthly treasures cannot reach his hands.

There's just one thing that bothers him.

Zhang Jun'an fled with Jiaolong.When he left, he turned his head, glanced at himself with ulterior motives, and left a sentence: in the future, if you see Long Xin in someone's hands, you must be careful of this person.

How could Zhang Jun'an know who would have Dragon Heart in the end?

He left with Jiaolong, and the one most likely to get the dragon's heart first was himself.

However, according to this meaning, he must not be the one who got the dragon's heart.

He took the dragon's heart, who would give it to his helper?

Zhang Jun'an reminded half-heartedly, saying that he was in danger one after another, was he trying to deceive him, or was it true?

"Jianlian." Ling Chengze came out of the dungeon, walked to Lilian's side immediately, and winked at him, "Didn't anything happen up there? Did the old monster speak ill of me in front of you?"

Then he asked with concern: "Does the injury still hurt?"

Before they could answer, the demon king first said, "Zhang Jun'an has escaped. I didn't let him go on purpose."

Ling Chengze was taken aback: "Zhang Jun'an appeared? Escaping?"

When the surrounding Venerable Nascent Soul heard this, they looked at each other blankly.Not long after they entered the dungeon, Zhang Jun'an appeared and left?What's the situation?

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Misunderstanding Little Theater

One after another: The way of thinking of the human race and the monster race is completely different.

Demon King (pretentiously naive): I did it on purpose.