Vol 10 Chapter 893: Wan Molong

Eighty-nine-ninety-three chapters

"Million!" Seeing the blood on the ground, Nie Tian trembled and suddenly understood something.

The murderer must be someone from the eternal dragon!

This "10,000" word is the clue left by Yu Qingshan before his death. He is blocked by his body. Yu Jiao will hold the body and the clue will be exposed.

Yuqingshan must have written all the magic dragons, but he can only write one word after his last breath.

"Wan Mo Long Yuan!" Yu Jiao also saw the word "10,000", heavy and roaring, exquisite face killing.

The emergence of Wan Molong Yuanyuan, Nie Tian is not unexpected, because Li Tianqi is the person of Wan Mo Long Yuan.

Moreover, the identity of Yu Qingshan and others is not simple. It is a big man of the five major forces. There are not many people who dare to kill them.

Fortunately, the cliffs are not leaking, otherwise they will be in trouble.

Nie Tian has already passed through everyone, and must not reveal what happened inside the forbidden place. If someone does not listen, he does not mind to take the other person’s head.

"Well?" At this time, Nie Tian suddenly felt an inexplicable force swaying on his body, seemingly to break his bondage.

"Oh!" When he was in doubt, a ray of light suddenly emerged from Nie Tian’s body and quickly disappeared into the space.

"This is what Nie Tian noticed, a ring appeared in his hand, his face suddenly sank, and he lost his voice: "It's bad!"

The ring that appeared on his hand was the dragon ring that he got from Li Tianqi, but he tried several times and could not erase the soul mark on the dragon ring. It was very strange.

Moreover, he found that the soul mark on the dragon ring is not Li Tianzhu, but belongs to another person.

It seems that the dragon ring belongs to two people, one is Li Tianyi and the other is a mysterious person.

Just now, Nie Tian felt that the dragon ring released some information and left the space.

He immediately understood that this information must have been stored in the dragon ring for a long time, but because of the space ban within the ban, the information could not be released.

Now that the forbidden land is out, the information is eager to try, and it is released from the shackles of the dragon ring.

Undoubtedly, this information is about the cliff dragons, and will certainly be received by others of the magic dragon.

Nie Tian tried every means to keep the secret of the cliff hanging, but ultimately he could not keep it because of his negligence.

He guessed it correctly, and the information was indeed received by the people of Wanlong Longyuan.

Almost at the same moment of information release, in a huge abyss, a grand altar floats in the air, surrounded by nine hundreds of meters of dragon shadows, very majestic and majestic. It’s a sorrow.

At the center of the altar, burning this raging fire, like a living tentacle, spreads toward the sky.

At this time, a ray of light floated in the void, like a meteor, pouring into the flame of the altar.

The altar flame immediately became violent, and the flames swelled up to a height of a thousand. It seemed that the heavens and the earth would burn.

"There is news coming!" The people who guarded the altar saw this scene and hurriedly shouted: "Come and ask the high priest!"

This man has not finished talking. There are several black figures in the sky. Everyone is hidden in the black robe and can't see the face clearly.

"The disciple bowed to the high priest!" The people below saw the black figure in the air, squatting down, and looked extremely religious.

"Don't talk." One of the black figures was heavy and open, and the voice was low, like a sigh from the abyss.

The people below will stop talking, bow their heads, and do not dare to move.

The black figure in the air looked at the altar flame above the sky. There were countless pictures in the flame, which happened to be happened by Nie Tian and others on the cliff.

Several people looked at the whole process with a shocking mood, all of which were stiff and unable to speak.

"The high priest, the dragon that was recorded on the dragon's code, really exists!" After a long time, a wrong voice sounded, and it was difficult to cover the sound.

Everyone else looked at the tall black robe figure in the center. He was the high priest of Wan Mo Long Yuan, Yin Zixu.

Yin Zi was in the same place, and he did not speak for a long time.

"People follow me to the Temple of the Devil, I am going to see the dragon head!" After a full ten seconds, Yin Zixu finally opened, and the low voice became nervous and excited.

The dragons recorded in the Dragon Code appeared, and the day of the rise of Wan Mo Long Yuan is just around the corner!

"Seeing the dragon head!" Others heard the word "Dragon Head", and they all looked at each other. Their eyes were filled with unspeakable fanaticism. It seems that in their eyes, the dragon head is God.

After a while, Yin Zixu and others came to the front of the Wan Mo Temple.

"Qin Dianzhu, the old man has something to report to the dragon head!" Yin Zixu did not dare to break into the Wan Mo Hall, far away from the temple, said loudly.

"The high priest, the dragon head is in retreat, everything will be said later." The figure of the Lord of the Devil appeared at the door of the temple, and the voice was cold, without any feelings.

"This" Yin Zi's face was embarrassed and insisted: "The Qin Dian Lord, this matter is really big, it is related to the future of Long Yuan, please inform the Lord."

"Well?" The main face of Wanmo Temple was a sinking, cold voice: "The high priest, the same words, the Lord will not say the second time, you leave."

Yin Zi's brow furrowed, he understood the temper of the Lord of the Devil, blunt and proud, in addition to the dragon head, do not put anyone in the eye.

"Hey!" lamented, Yin Zixu looked helpless and could only leave.

"Slow." Just as Yin Zixu and others turned around, there was a loud voice inside the hall. "Qin Yi, let them come in."

"Yes!" Qin Yixian, the master of the Wanqu, was a sigh of relief. He immediately nodded and bowed, indicating that Yin Zixu and others entered.

Yin Zi’s face showed a pleasant look and turned and walked into the hall of Wan’s magic.

Entering the hall, Yin Zixu immediately felt a mighty dragon, and couldn't tell the whole body.

Counting, this million magic hall, he has not stepped into it for decades.

Under normal circumstances, only two people in the Wan Mo Temple can freely enter and exit, that is, Long Shou and Qin Yi.

In addition to these two, the Temple of the Magic does not allow anyone to enter.

"Dragon head!" Yin Zixu did not see anyone, but respectfully bowed to the dragon seat in the center of the hall, and was sincere and fearful.

"Get up." The loud voice sounded again, but it only smelled and disappeared. "I know everything. Dragons appear, this is a sign of the rise of my magic dragon. You can do this." well."

"Thank you for the first prize." Yin Zi was stunned on the ground and did not dare to look up.

Li Tianqi is the dark son he placed, and he is his disciple.

Li Tianqi died, but he exchanged information like Long Hao, which is very worthwhile.

"Long Shou, what do we do next?" Yin Ziqin was excited and asked excitedly.

"The high priest, the dragon's thing is not to be publicized for the time being." The hall was silent for a moment, then the loud voice rang again, saying: "In the picture sent by Li Tianqi, there is a silver-haired boy, the dragon ring in his hand is very In particular, you get it for me."

"Dragon head, as long as the dragon ring? The silver-haired boy, how to deal with?" Yin Zi sneaked a bit, asked the cold.

"As you dispose of it." The voice of the majestic voice, with a bit of banter, resounded through the hall.

Ps: There are things in these days. I can only update three chapters a day. I will resume the update next week. I will definitely make it back this month.