Chapter 110: Zhu Xuehen

"Is it the powerhouse from that mysterious continent??" the treasure house woman asked.

Vice President Bai Hongbo nodded.

"What clan are they, and how many masters above the main level are there?" Mr. Wu took a deep breath, and finally asked the key.

Bai Hongbo didn't answer immediately, but glanced at Nan Lingsha.

"One person is a dragon shepherd." Nan Lingsha said slowly. When she said this, Nan Lingsha's tone seemed to be unwilling to believe even herself.

"It's a dragon priest who drives a purple dragon." Bai Hongbo added.

Just this addition made several main-level powerhouses here feel extremely shocked.

One person, destroy the Zong Palace! !

Could this pastor be a god? !

How did he manage to step down the mighty and authoritative Zong Palace by himself? ?

The most important thing is that Zonggong has a monarch-level powerhouse, and it is because of his existence that Zonggong can stand above the major city-states.

A strong man who came out of the mysterious continent can destroy the sect palace. Does this mean that the land of Lichuan is insignificant to the mysterious continent! !

"Who is in charge of this city!"

"Who is in charge of this city!"

Suddenly, a voice sounded above the Dragon Training Academy.

The voice is not loud, and it is far apart, but everyone can clearly hear every word she says!

Several people immediately walked out of the bamboo forest pavilion, and Nan Lingsha even drew a flying boat and carried everyone to the bamboo forest.

Not at Dragon Academy.

It is in the Zulong city-state, and it seems to be above the city wall of the state wall. From here, you can see a proud figure floating in the air!

"Let's go and have a look." Bai Hongbo's face showed a look of surprise.

The painting boat flew and flew to the position of the state wall of the Zulong city-state, but everyone looked extremely heavy, because the closer they got, the more they could see clearly.

A holy lion and purple dragon perched on the towering tower...

That mighty steed is not like a creature in this world, but more like an immortal dragon in ancient mythology, overlooking this silver-gray ancestral dragon city-state and the mortal spirits of the entire city-state! !

It was the Purple Dragon Priest Dragon Master who destroyed the Zong Palace! !

Beside him is an aloof woman wearing a robe of Taoist cultivation. It is this woman who is questioning. Her voice can be conveyed for hundreds of kilometers, ensuring that everyone in the Zulong city can hear it.

The purple dragon is in the sky, as dazzling as the gods, every scale on his body is brighter than gold jewelry, not to mention the man who controls this purple dragon, there is a majesty that surpasses everyone, even if not. Fierce and evil, even if it is just to maintain peace, it will make people tremble involuntarily! !

The boat flies away...

Dean Bai, Mr. Wu Lao and the treasure house woman were all flustered by this.

These two people are the culprits who destroyed the Zong Palace yesterday! !

Could it be that for them, Sect Extinguishing Palace didn’t take much effort, and they flew directly to the Ancestral Dragon City State the next day!

"I will negotiate with them. If the situation is unfavorable, don't be impulsive." At this time, Nan Lingsha said.

She put the others down, obviously to face the two supreme beings alone.

"I'm with you." Zhu Minglang didn't get off the painting boat.

The strong Zilong looked gentle, but his body was full of danger. He killed so many people in Zonggong, and he didn't have a trace of hostility. Maybe for him, the living creatures in this land of Lichuan have nothing to do with ants. what a difference.

How could Zhu Minglang let Nan Lingsha negotiate with such a dangerous person.

Nan Lingsha didn't intend to involve Zhu Minglang, but Zhu Minglang insisted on not leaving, and she had no other way.

...

The Zilong man sat lazily on the tower, and glanced at the people of this ancestral dragon city-state.

On the street, on the road, and at the window of the house, countless people looked at him, each with shock and confusion on their faces.

The years are long, and there are too many people who are like frogs in the bottom of a well. They only see a small piece of the sky, but they don't know that the world is wider than they imagined, but they don't know that there are people in this world who are more powerful than they know...

Oh, for them, they can't be counted in the category of people.

I am God, like a god!

As soon as the painting boat flew over, the Zilong man saw the men and women on the painting boat at a glance.

The woman seems to be a divine painter who can manipulate brush and ink to draw extraordinary things, and the man...

"The city is the ancestral dragon city, I am Nan Lingsha, the controller of this city." Nan Lingsha stood on the flying boat and said.

"But the sect?"

"No, the people of the city state." Nan Lingsha replied.

"It's not a sect, you can do it yourself." The Zilong man said lightly.

Nan Lingsha was a little puzzled.

Are they here to destroy the sect?

In this land of Lichuan, there is basically no probability of sects. If you have to say sects, the sect palace should be regarded as a gathering place for dragon priests and mortals. The rest are basically cities and city-states.

The Zilong man had no intention of killing anyone under the jurisdiction of the city-state, nor did he have any interest in the common people in the city-state.

It was like an immortal who stepped into this mortal world and just asked casually.

"A group of small sects, some city-states with mediocre resources, this land is just like that. It's more boring than I thought. Your Highness, we can go back." The Zilong man said with great disappointment.

"Wait a minute," said the woman with the curly hair.

"Shangzun, this is already the most prosperous city-state, there is no need to go to other places..." said the Zilong man.

The woman with curly hair walked in the air, every step she took was like walking on the ground, but the tower was so high, she walked in the air, without the wind, and without stepping on things, it was incredible.

Dao Xiu's curly-haired woman walked towards Nan Lingsha.

She wears simple clothes, which can give people a sense of oppression from the superior, making Nan Lingsha like a big enemy.

The opponent's cultivation base...

I am afraid that it is more than one level above the self, even the master of the sect has absolutely no such momentum!

At first Nan Lingsha thought that this powerful mortal woman was going to kill her, but soon Nan Lingsha realized that the woman was not looking at her at all.

She looked away from herself, looking at the person behind her.

"I wish Minglang." The woman with the curly hair said the name.

Nan Lingsha turned around in surprise...

How could a strong man from the mysterious continent in the starry sky know Zhu Minglang's name? ? ?

"Aunt Xuehen." Zhu Minglang smiled bitterly, and finally gave the elder's gift.

The purple dragon man was also surprised.

He looked at Zhu Xuehen, and then at the man standing on the painting boat...

How can there be someone here that the Venerable knows? ?

"Since you're not dead, go back and report your safety." The woman who was cultivating her hair had a lot to say, but in the end she still said lightly to Zhu Minglang.

Say goodbye.

I wish Mingliang would like to ah!

Didn't he find his way back?

"Aunt Xuehen, you can look at the thin face of the little nephew and stop the war. I heard that six cities have been slaughtered, and they are all people. Why is this cruel?" Zhu Minglang said.

"The war has nothing to do with me. If you want to intervene, why don't you talk to the lord yourself... Oh, there are rumors that you lost Shenfan, couldn't bear the disaster, and jumped into the abyss to kill yourself. So the rumor is half right." Zhu Xue Mark said coldly.

"I'm the Dragon Pastor now." Zhu Minglang said.

"Dragon Pastor???" Zhu Xuehen suddenly laughed lightly, and this smile was somewhat mocking.

The Zilong man beside him was full of confusion.

What happened to the pastor...

Shang Zun originally looked down on the Dragon Master? ?

But the most important person in the sect is still the Dragon Priest.

Also, who is this man?

wish bright? ?

It seems that I have heard this name somewhere, but there was a very powerful person in Zhumen many years ago.

"She's the wife you met during your travels, does she have a child?" Zhu Xuehen looked at Nan Lingsha and seemed to be very interested in her divine power.

"????" Nan Lingsha's eyes widened.

"This is the sister-in-law who hasn't been through the door... um, it's the sister-in-law of the wife who hasn't been through the door, Nan Lingsha." Zhu Minglang answered truthfully.

"Go home and report safety, let this woman give birth to a child for you, and raise it with peace of mind. If you can inherit the gods of one of you, it will make up for the many regrets of our clan." Zhu Xuehen continued.

"????"

I think I can still save it!

Does Auntie have to be so disappointed in herself?

Also, she has taught herself carefully for so many years, but in the end, she has no trace of divine power.

Maybe in her heart, she was already dead, and suddenly appearing on this land probably wouldn't make her heart feel any more turbulent.

Zhu Xuehen has always been like this, with a cold temperament. In her eyes, family love is just a thread of trouble that is cut off at will. She only cares about supreme power.

"Aunt Xuehen, what I said just now is still troublesome for Auntie." Zhu Minglang pleaded.

"I will make sure that any sect will not take things by chance, and will not kill innocents indiscriminately. This is also my job. But the disputes between the land and city-states are left to fate."

"That's enough, thank you aunt. After some time, my little nephew will go back to report safety." Zhu Minglang saluted again.

Zhu Xuehen glanced at Nan Lingsha lightly, but finally retracted his gaze.

The purple dragon man came and looked at Zhu Minglang seriously, and then stopped on Nan Lingsha.

"Dragon Master, there are not many Dragon Masters in the Zhumen. I have the opportunity to learn from each other again." The Zilong man smiled and said to Zhu Minglang.

The other party bows and salutes in kindness.

Zhu Minglang also returned the gift.

Leaving on the holy lion Zilong, Pu Shiming went to observe Zhu Xuehen's profile.

Since coming into contact with Zhu Xuehen, Pu Shiming has rarely seen her seem to care about anything or anyone, as if everything in the world is dust particles, insignificant.

But when she saw the person named Zhu Minglang, there were obvious emotional fluctuations in her eyes.

Despite all the disappointment...

But to be disappointed with a person, doesn't it mean that she used to look forward to this person?

If this person is really irrelevant, how could she be like this?

I rarely see Zhu Xuehen's joy and anger, but Pu Shiming noticed that from that moment onwards, Zhu Xuehen's mood had undergone a subtle change.

On weekdays, she doesn't need to maintain anything deliberately, she is like a Taoist immortal who is proud of the world and has few desires.

At this time, Zhu Xuehen was deliberately not thinking about it, not caring about it, not letting that disappointment turn into a sadness in the bottom of his heart, which was clearly in his eyes and face.

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