Chapter 6194

"Pei Yanjun, thanks to your age, how can you be so pedantic? If you really want to wait for them, do you still have a chance to live?" Pang Shidao said angrily and anxiously.

"Even if you don't think about yourself, don't you think about your descendants?" Ning Qingsi also advised.

Pei Yanjun did not speak, but looking at the indifference, it was obvious that he had made up his mind. Even if they speak out, he will not waver.

"Well, if the dragon clan changes their mind, will the heavenly king help Fenghua?" The night cloud stillness is not anxious at all, smile to ask a way.

"Can you make the dragon people change their mind?" Pei Yanjun asked meaningfully.

"At the beginning, the elders of the holy dragon clan were provoked by yemoxuan to make trouble. Afterwards, they actually felt remorse. For example, tonight, Moxuan led the clan to join haokong and was willing to be enslaved by him. The children of the clan complained, and the elders were even more remorseful." The night cloud stillness says.

"So what? Yemoxuan is still the holy dragon after all." Pei Yanjun said.

"What if I kill him?" The night cloud stillness says.

"Can you do it?" Pei Yanjun's eyes were slightly fixed.

The night cloud is silent, the face still keeps that cloud light breeze light smile, although there is no holy rainbow between eyebrows to emerge, behind suddenly emerge a holy dragon original appearance.

Different from the last time, this time, the holy dragon is full of inner light, but it gives people a sense of holiness and solemnity.

All of a sudden, the holy dragon raised his head and uttered a dragon chant. In the silent void, a mysterious Taoist rhyme suddenly surged up, as if all things in the world were subject to this rhyme.

The unique prestige of the holy dragon clan comes from yeyunji. Even Pei Yanjun, Pang Shidao, Ning Qingsi and others felt that their chest sank, and the Holy Spirit stagnated for a moment.

The struggle of the strong, this moment of stagnation is enough to determine life and death!

Daosheng, Yunji's cultivation has been promoted to Daosheng!

Looking at the proud figure of cloud silence in the night, Gu Fenghua was both happy and excited, and felt more proud.

For a long time, night cloud silence put away the holy dragon, quietly looking to Pei Yanjun.

That pair of deep eyes, blooming more dazzling than the bright stars, even let the king of heaven give birth to the feeling of hard to look directly at.

"Well, for your grandfather's sake, I'll help her reverse the fate. But before you really become the dragon, I can't help you any more. " Pei Yanjun finally changed his mind and said to yeyunji.

Pang Shidao laughed, and Ning Qingsi also laughed.

Next to him, Gu Fenghua also laughed. Unconsciously, the corners of his eyes were moist.

As before, when she needed help most, yeyunji appeared beside her again. And this time, still did not let her down.

In the void, the three heavenly kings made their fingerprints at the same time. The mysterious light pattern rippled in the endless void, gradually condensed and enveloped Gu Fenghua

At the same time, in front of a ten Zhang high gate in the deep of Mingjing heavenly king palace, dozens of men and women stood respectfully, most of them with silver hair like snow, and the youngest with white temples.

All of these people are descendants of Fu Aoshi, the house owners of the Fu family. On weekdays, if one of them stamped his feet at will, the king of the dark mirror would tremble a few times. Today, however, the people are silent, and they dare not take a breath out of the atmosphere when they stand at the gate of the hall.