Chapter 1170 Natural Enemies

The origins of these three casual cultivators are probably not simple, and today the palace master personally ordered them to come and take charge of the assessment, which seems to have a deeper meaning.

The Zhenhai envoy couldn't help but have a flash of memories. The news that the clan leader's soul had died in a foreign land was like a bolt from the blue that hit the Eight Meridians Dragon Clan. Amid internal and external troubles, Wanlong remained silent...

But it was also that day when all the blockades imposed on the Eight Meridians Dragon Clan in the Mengmu Great Sea Territory were completely lifted, and their clan was even truly incorporated into the Immortal Palace system.

At that time, a sound of heaven poured into the ancestral land, and a group of elders from the eight-line dragon clan performed the ceremony of burying the dragon in March.

After that, the Eight Meridians Dragon Clan seemed to have changed their temperament. They were low-key and restrained. They no longer interfered in everything and no longer snitched in the West. They only focused on strengthening their own race.

And it has also reached the stage of becoming the Sea Envoy of the Lichen Immortal Palace, respected by thousands of sea clans. The eight-lineage dragon clan no longer fights among themselves. Several lines have merged into one, and the Immortal Palace will also think of them when there are major projects in the immortal way.

That big sea route is their race's responsibility. It will be officially profitable in another hundred years. The immortal resources of the younger generations will be even greater than now. The Eight-Meining Dragon Clan has finally stood up...

It can now be regarded as entering the core class of the Eight Meridians Dragon Clan. The old patriarch Jiao Zhenhai has the highest spiritual status and enjoys the highest respect from the Eight Meridians Dragon Clan.

Zhenhai Envoy also vaguely understood some things that happened back then. The death of the old clan leader seemed to have given the Eight Meridians Dragon Clan a way to survive, a road to the sky.

The people of the Eight Meridians Dragon Clan will never forget this person’s name...Jiao Zhenhai!

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A loud roar of dragons resounded in the air, and the Zhenhai envoy suddenly stopped in the middle of the road and said in a deep voice: "Three little friends."

"Senior!" Qian Wuhen and the others calmly handed over their hands.

In fact, they are not afraid of this dragon in their hearts, and they have never been afraid of any of the monks from the Lichen Immortal Path. They are just a small witch in the wild world.

This dragon seemed powerful, but in the wild world it could only be regarded as a small loach... The ferocious beasts and spiritual beasts they had seen were hundreds or thousands of times larger than the dragon.

It is that the backgrounds of the immortal cultivators in this great world of immortality are too strong and cannot be treated according to the rules of the wild world.

It seemed that the senior dragon dragon was extremely weak in front of those ferocious beasts, but those wild ferocious beasts killed him casually. I am afraid that thousands of powerful men from the Immortal Palace will come in person soon, and there will be no end...

This is what Qian Wuhen and the others are most afraid of. Although this world of cultivating immortals seems to be stable, the terrifying forces entrenched here...the wild world is simply incomparable.

If you encounter something dangerous, you can't just run away like you did in the wild world. Everything is safe. Here you must solve the root cause and be responsible.

At this time, the Zhenhai envoy suddenly breathed out a dragon's breath: "It seems that what you are practicing is not the spiritual path. Your spiritual roots are gone, your soul is weak, and the measuring machine is just a magic weapon. Don't take it seriously."

"Senior is right!" Bai Xinghan breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. Such a senior still has a pattern. He is really afraid that he has become a useless person after practicing immortality for many years.

At that time, the magic weapon calculated the moment, and his desire to kill the old man was stronger than ever.

The Zhenhai envoy was obviously far-sighted. He narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "Your spiritual pressure is not fake. It even makes me feel a little pressure. There is no need to underestimate yourself."

"Hehe...hehe." Bai Xinghan chuckled. This was the first time he had been praised in many years. "Senior, that's a ridiculous compliment."

The Zhenhai envoy didn't ask much about their immortal way. He looked into other people's secrets, which was suspected of being a spy. This was a big taboo that would get him into trouble. The Eight Meridians Dragon Clan had stopped doing this for a long time.

It slowly breathed out another dragon's breath: "Bai Xinghan, use your magic power to bombard me. This is also to measure your true strength and better arrange your position in the Immortal Palace."

"senior..."

"Don't worry, I can only defend and won't hurt you." Zhenhai envoy smiled lightly, knowing his inner concerns, "You guys can come down first."

"Oh, oh, it's senior." Bai Xinghan glanced at Qian Wuhen and Yadian, and nodded heavily. He will definitely find a good future for their sect and will never hold back.

After a while.

A ray of rainbow light shot into Zhenhai's eyes, and a huge roulette wheel hung in front of him. It made a buzzing sound like a bell. It said calmly: "Baixing Han, don't hold back."

"Senior, then I will take action!"

Bai Xinghan shouted loudly on the ground, the spiritual energy in the west sky stagnated strangely, and a majestic spiritual pressure rolled in and impacted on the roulette wheel. His fist emitted a silver stream of light and hit the Zhenhai envoy's shield with a bang.

Rumble...

Smoke and dust billowed in the west for an instant. Qian Wuhen and Yadian looked solemn. They also wanted to know exactly whether they were in the ant realm or the Taoist realm...

However, Zhenhai Envoy's mana shield did not move at all, and his expression was quite indifferent.

Bai Xinghan secretly sighed, after eating too much Northwest Wind and Savage Spiritual Grass, he still couldn't compare to the orthodox immortal cultivators. Their sect's journey to immortality was long and arduous.

Zhenhai moved his huge body off the ground a little, and there was a hint of appreciation in his eyes: "You can just walk from this road to the end. I just received the news. We have important matters to deal with, so we won't stay any longer."

"senior..."

Before they could say goodbye, Zhenhai Envoy rose into the sky and flew into the sky. In an instant, he turned into a stream of light and disappeared without a trace.

In a valley, densely packed with formations, was the cave of the sea-suppressing envoy.

It stepped down calmly, activating all the formations.

In the end, Zhenhai lay weakly on the ground, his face pale, and he closed his eyes in pain.

laugh...!

Suddenly, Zhenhai's throat sweetened, and it seemed that he could no longer hold back, and he spat out a mouthful of dragon's blood. However, his eyes were tightly closed, and his specific expression could not be seen at all.

"The power of this punch is... a bit strong."

It breathed out a breath of dragon's breath with difficulty, and kept calming down, "That punch clearly hit my magic shield, why can the spiritual wave vibrate with the spiritual energy in my body...?!"

The Zhenhai envoy suddenly opened his eyes, showing great shock. He was a monk in the early stage of Hedao and had cut off 700 chains of the Great Dao. How could he be injured by the spiritual energy? !

The feeling just now was like being penetrated through space and stimulating vitality, penetrated my own mana shield, penetrated my own power of avenue, and invaded my body's spiritual power...

It is still far away from the realm of Mahayana. It cannot completely transform the spiritual energy in its body into the power of rules through the power of the avenue, and it cannot resist that weird blow at all.

"What kind of immortality is this?!"

A drop of cold sweat gradually formed on the Zhenhai envoy's forehead, and a sense of fear flashed in his eyes. He murmured in a low voice, "Jian Shou is like the natural enemy of spiritual energy and immortality!"