Chapter 242 Purple Dragon

"Uh..."

The martial artist scratched his head, "It seems a little unlikely, but there are exceptions to everything, maybe..."

"Maybe what?"

Another tall and thin martial artist said speechlessly: "Do you understand the concept of seventeen years old? A seventeen-year-old sixth-level martial artist may still have such a miracle."

"But a seventeen-year-old master, this is no longer a miracle. Even if the Martial Saint can't do it after a lifetime, it is completely a myth among myths."

"Let me put it this way, seventeen years old is still a senior high school student, and others haven't graduated from high school yet, but he has become a master. Do you think it's possible?"

"It seems to be the case."

"Now you understand why these masters left directly, this is a misunderstanding, the boy is definitely an old-generation strong man, and there is a problem with the Stepping Heaven Secret Room."

The tall and thin martial artist looked at the two people from the Canglong Group who left and explained: "These two should be in a hurry to go back and inform the Martial Master."

"Otherwise, if all the Martial Masters gather together and find that it was a misunderstanding, it will be a big trouble."

And ahead.

The two people from the Canglong Group left quickly.

The young man was dejected, "Teacher, I didn't expect it to be a misunderstanding. I thought we could make further progress in the group with this incident."

"It doesn't matter. The True Dragon Conference will be held in Tianque City in advance in a month. At the same time, the ranking battle of the two lists of martial artists will be held. We will seize this opportunity as well."

The old man from the Canglong Group said, still sighing in his heart, a little regretful.

At this time, everyone around the giant pit left one after another.

Those masters were all concerned about the 17-year-old sixth-level martial artist. Now that they found out that it was a misunderstanding, they naturally lost interest.

As for the other martial artists, they were greedy for the true meaning seeds, but now that they knew that the silver-masked boy was actually a master, they would no longer have any ideas.

After all, the corpse in this pit is terrifying no matter how you look at it.

"Brother Yu, see you at the True Dragon Conference in a month."

The Grand Master of the Wang Family bowed, and after saying that, his body turned into a stream of light and left.

"Haha, everyone, see you at the True Dragon Conference."

Grandmaster Luo Ding of the Li family laughed, "There will be thirteen martial masters coming to this True Dragon Conference, an unprecedented grand occasion. Let's see which of our descendants can be appreciated by the martial masters!"

"That's right, this True Dragon Conference will be much more lively, and there will be a ranking battle for the martial arts master's heavenly list, and there will be another reshuffle."

"The seventeen-year-old sixth-level martial arts master is really fake. Then we can see the true level of our Xia country's genius..."

The masters said goodbye to each other.

At this time, a strong male voice sounded on the ground.

"Be careful when you leave. When I arrived, I found that several beast kings also learned the news and were ready to assassinate the genius of my human race."

"Although this is a misunderstanding, they may take the opportunity to kill you. Be careful when you go back."

"Hmph, these beasts are well-informed."

Grandmaster Luo Ding is a rather thin old man. At this time, he snorted coldly, "I am waiting for them to come. Let's see if they have the courage!"

If Ye Ran was here, he would definitely recognize that this old man is the grandmaster of the Li family on the origin ancient tree.

After that, Grandmaster Luo Ding left.

The other grandmasters thanked the man who spoke, "Thank you for your reminder, brother."

However, when they saw the man, they were stunned.

The man was wearing a purple robe. The purple robe was very large, completely covering his tall figure. Beside him were two people with the same green and blue robes.

All of them were covered with robes, and their faces were not exposed.

Although it was unexpected, the masters turned around and left after thanking them, without paying much attention.

Among the three people on the ground, the green-robed man looked at the decreasing number of people and whispered: "Brother, since there is no such genius in human beings, let's go now."

"Go?"

The purple-robed man chuckled, and a dragon face covered with purple scales was faintly revealed under the purple robe!

"Since we are here, let's do one more thing by the way."

Its purple eyes were indifferent, and it strode towards the direction where Grandmaster Luo Ding left.

The green-robed man and the blue-robed man followed, and from under their robes, a sheep face and a leopard face covered with green hair could be faintly seen!

It was just a moment.

In front of the crowded pit, everyone left, leaving only three people.

It was the three Grandmasters Yulong.

Luo Yun looked at the two people who had been silent beside him with hesitation.

Yu Chuyin fell silent after seeing the pit.

And Grandmaster Yulong also fell silent after learning about the incident from Yu Chuyin.

Yu Chuyin would not lie, or felt that there was no need to lie, and with a faint expression, he recounted everything that happened during the period.

After hearing this, Grandmaster Yulong remained silent until now. He looked at the huge pit in front of him, sighed softly, and knew who the silver-masked boy was.

He also knew how the scene in front of him was caused.

Black magic secret technique...

In fact, it is easy to associate it. After all, not long ago, he had just killed several grandmasters and helped a boy.

And the reason why the boy helped him collect the body at that time was probably because of the black magic secret technique.

Thinking of this, Grandmaster Yulong was silent.

In fact, among the people present, only he knew that the silver-masked boy was really only seventeen years old and was not an old martial artist.

This kind of genius, he also helped the other party, which was originally a very good thing, but unfortunately, the premise of everything was his daughter, and he did not repay kindness with hatred.

"This should not be caused by him."

Yu Chuyin's voice was still very calm, and she said calmly: "It should be his elders who came and rescued him."

"Chuyin..."

At this time, the Grandmaster Yulong spoke, and he sighed: "You lost your mother when you were young, and I didn't care about you enough, which led to your strong competitive spirit and enthusiasm for martial arts."

"On the tenth anniversary of your mother's death, you delayed practicing martial arts. I was furious and said that you paid too much attention to martial arts, were cold and ruthless, and selfish..."

"Today, I apologize to you, and at the same time, you don't participate in this True Dragon Conference."

Yu Chuyin was stunned, "Why?"

"You should have a good rest."

The Grandmaster Yulong said lightly, but there was some bitterness in his heart.

I didn't let you go because I was afraid that your Taoism would collapse.

You don't know what you are facing. Since the young man is so grateful, he must also be vengeful!

Since he said so, he will definitely get back the revenge of this vengeance at the True Dragon Conference!

"Father, I still want to go."

Yu Chuyin looked at the huge pit in front of her, her eyes were particularly bright, "This is my only chance. Only by becoming a disciple of Wu Zun can I have such power within ten years..."

Grandmaster Yulong's handsome face was silent, and he sighed for a long time, "Your own path, decide for yourself."

After that, he turned and flew across the sky.

Yu Chuyin frowned slightly. For some reason, her father today gave her a feeling that something was not right.

Luo Yun also whispered: "This is the first time I have seen a sense of powerlessness from a grandmaster."

Yu Chuyin was stunned.

...

Ye Ran rushed all the way, looked back behind him, and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that there was no one behind him.

Then he looked at his palm, and the Demon God Pillar in his palm had disappeared.

"Forget it, there are gains and losses."

He shook his head. Although the Demon God Pillar was used for the last time, he gained a lot this time. Not only did he kill so many martial artists, but it also frightened others and made them dare not chase him.

He also obtained nearly three thousand strands of black magic mist.

Although a lot of it was consumed before, the remaining strands now add up to more than 4,000 strands, and there are still more than 5,000 strands left to condense another demon pillar.

"Although the triple black magic cocoon has strong defense, it also consumes a lot of black magic mist. I have to use it with caution in the future."

While thinking, Ye Ran jumped into a hole and slapped a dozing mole monster inside to death, helping it to sleep forever.

Then, he poured out a bunch of things that made a crisp clanging sound from his pocket.

They were all space rings. A rough count showed that there were sixty or seventy of them.

"Sure enough, repairing bridges and roads leaves no corpses, killing people and setting fires brings golden belts."

Ye Ran sighed and began to count the harvest.

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