Chapter 38, Snatching Food From the Tiger's Mouth, the Black Dragon Is Furious

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Chu Xiu performed the escape technique, stepped on the golden light, and was like a ghost. In a moment, he was millions of miles away.

Such speed may be ordinary in the vast universe.

However, in this world, it is already extremely fast.

Even if a strong man of the same level as the high priest wanted to chase him, he could only look on.

Unfortunately, the entire Northern Wilderness was covered by the black dragon's palm at this time.

No matter how fast Sun Wukong's somersault cloud was, it was difficult to escape the Five Finger Mountain of Tathagata Buddha.

Chu Xiu found something wrong while running.

The sense of direction of the world seemed to be reversed.

Not only did he not distance himself from the powerful woman, but he was involuntarily approaching her quickly.

His heart sank immediately, and he thought it was not good.

The high priest felt something in his heart, raised his head, and looked at Chu Xiu who was determined to go forward, never regret, and threw himself into the arms of the black dragon. His expression was stunned, and his heart could not help but feel warm.

"My friend, you... you really, I..."

"I wronged you, my friend." The high priest beat his chest and stamped his feet.

Chu Xiu's speed was extremely fast, like a meteor, streaking across the sky, leaving a long golden light mark in the thin gray fog.

At this time, he was bound by an invisible force, like a fly that hit a spider web and couldn't get out.

Just like that, he flew towards the black dragon involuntarily.

Hearing the high priest touching himself there, he had a blank expression on his face, his hands clenched tightly in his sleeves, resisting the urge to curse, and said loudly: "I will do my best to delay her for a breath later. High priest, take this opportunity to activate the Qing Ping fragments, and we will fight this woman."

"Okay, fight her."

The high priest nodded heavily, then looked pious, holding the Qing Lian in both hands... and then there was nothing else.

"You... High Priest, what are you doing?"

"Holding flowers in both hands, kneeling on one knee, are you confessing? Why don't you activate the Qing Ping fragments quickly? When are you waiting?"

Seeing that the High Priest was indifferent to his urging, Chu Xiu's eyes twitched violently, and there was a word of mmp in his heart, not knowing whether to say it or not. This old fox obviously did not intend to activate the fragments of the Creation Qing Ping Sword. He was selling himself out.

That's all.

At first, he had no intention of helping him, and now that he was in danger, how could he dare to expect the other party to lend a hand. He should have stayed away from the battlefield earlier, but because of greed, he hid on one side to watch the show and was discovered and caught. Who can he blame? He can only blame himself for being too confident and underestimating the strong in the world.

Looking at the black dragon getting closer and closer to him, Chu Xiu's heart calmed down instead.

The High Priest held the delicate and beautiful Qing Lian in both hands and silently paid attention to Chu Xiu. He had a strong premonition that this young man still had a powerful trump card that had not been used.

He is waiting....

When the opponent uses his trump card to fight desperately.

That is the best time to activate the Qingping fragment.

"My friend, I know you are covering for me. Don't worry, I will seize the opportunity and give a fatal blow..."

The high priest thought so in his heart and watched Chu Xiu fly to the black dragon golden chariot.

Many powerful beings in the Northern Wilderness Region all set their sights on Chu Xiu.

"Who is this person? He looks a bit like someone from the Chiwu tribe..."

"He's very strong, almost catching up with me. Could he be the successor secretly trained by that old man Hu Lao?"

"Hehe~" A cold laugh came from the dark and terrifying mountain, "No matter who he is, once he falls into the hands of the black dragon, he is destined to be dead."

"Poor boy..."

"The fire at the city gate has affected the innocent. I just hope this battle can end soon."

"It's him, the creator of the law..."

Hiding in the Black Lake, facing the might of the black dragon, the trembling giant pupils recognized Chu Xiu at a glance.

"This person is very strong, but unfortunately he met a stronger black dragon than him. It's bad luck, alas."

Standing on a soft, motionless black cloud, he stood in front of the golden chariot.

Twenty-eight black dragon tribesmen with black scales on their bodies were like twenty-eight statues.

Chu Xiu glanced at them and then retracted his gaze. The next moment, the invisible force that bound him disappeared.

Huahua——

Shasha——

The golden chariot and the bead curtain collided, making a crisp and pleasant sound.

A line of sight, through the bead curtain, fell on Chu Xiu.

"Who...are you?"

"I have nothing to do with the Chiwu tribe, and I have no intention of getting involved in your dispute." Chu Xiu's eyes drooped slightly, his body tense, like a sharp sword about to be unsheathed. If he moved a little, he would use the Sky Fire Soul-Falling Lamp and the Emperor Sword to give the woman in front of him a hard blow.

Hearing his answer.

The pair of vertical pupils in the golden chariot, as cold as a deep pool, were a little rippled.

"The person who created the formation master system should be you..." Black Dragon's tone was still calm.

She didn't make a move at the first time.

Chu Xiu's eyes moved slightly, and he asked instead of answering: "Why do you think so?"

"You are not from the Black Dragon Tribe, nor do you belong to this world. You are from outside the world, so that makes sense, doesn't it?" The Black Dragon raised his long legs like a white python, tilted his head, and supported his cheek with his left hand. With his eyes half-closed, he looked up and down at the man outside the bead curtain.

"If I say it's not, you won't believe it, so you can only admit it." Chu Xiu shrugged and chuckled, "I wonder what advice you have for me?"

"You won't invite me to sit and talk about the Dao, will you?"

"A person who can create a cultivation system that has never existed before is not just an ordinary person, and he is naturally qualified to discuss the Dao with me." The black dragon's bright red lips curled up, as if he was smiling.

Chu Xiu couldn't help but complain in his heart, I don't believe you.

Since you want to chat with me, I am happy to chat with you.

I just hope that the high priest can seize this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity and give this woman a hard time.

"I am at a low level, I am afraid I am not qualified to sit and discuss with a strong man like you." Chu Xiu said, and then changed the subject, "But I have always been kind to women. If a beautiful woman needs it, I am not afraid to sacrifice my life to accompany her..."

"Beautiful woman? Kind to women?" Black Dragon was stunned for a moment, then laughed, "This is the first time someone dares to talk to me like this, you are really brave..."

"Really? I am honored to have your first time." Chu Xiu's lips curled up, his smile was three parts arrogant and seven parts evil. He learned the etiquette of the Chiwu tribe and clenched his right fist against his chest.

"You are so smooth-talking, be careful of having your tongue cut off." Black Dragon looked at Chu Xiu with a smile, and his eyes slowly moved away from him, looking at the high priest on the ground below, and the spirit in his eyes returned to the previous indifference, high and mighty.

"Boy, you've got to think it over. Do you want to hand over the Qingping Sword fragment or fight to the death with me and implicate the entire Chiwu tribe? No matter what you choose, I will get the Qingping Sword fragment in the end."

The high priest was shocked. He sensed a hint of impatience in the black dragon's tone. He couldn't help but guess that if he continued to delay, the other party would surely strike with thunder.

He looked at Chu Xiu, who was standing in front of the golden chariot, keeping silent.

Considering the safety of his people, he could only grit his teeth and said loudly: "I can hand over the fragment to you, but you must agree to my two conditions."

"Say..." Black Dragon snorted impatiently.

"The first condition is that you must not attack me and the Chiwu tribe."

"The second condition is that you must not hurt this young friend."

The high priest stared at the golden chariot in the sky with cloudy eyes, and said word by word.

"Okay, bring it." The bead curtain swayed, and a slender white hand stretched out from the golden chariot.

The high priest looked down, reluctantly glanced at the green lotus, sighed, and pushed hard.

The green lotus slowly rotated and gradually rose to the sky.

Just at this moment.

Something strange happened.

A tall figure in a green robe suddenly appeared and reached out to grab the green lotus.

Someone wanted to snatch food from the tiger's mouth and intercepted it halfway.

"Looking for death..."

The black dragon was furious.