Chapter 2383： Grief

"He is the current Patriarch of the True Dragons. So, you understand."

Ling Xian smiled lightly, as long as he was not too stupid, he could understand what he wanted to express.

"Dragon ... Dragon King?" The old man in black stayed still, his body trembling uncontrollably.

He is not a stupid person. After a moment's thinking, he understands that stealing the world is cooperating with the Dragons and gave him a set!

Therefore, the old man in black stayed, with fear, anger, and unwillingness.

"Looks, you understand."

Looking at the complicated expression of the old man, Ling Xian smiled lightly, and said, "To tell you the truth, when you met with Pirates of the World, I and the Dragon King looked in the sky."

"Damn!" The old man in black yelled at the sky, almost vomiting blood.

For the treasure of Zulong, he paid too much effort, but in the end, he was cheaper. How could he not be sad?

"The **** man is you." Ling Xian smiled and said, "The person who is willing to revenge is not qualified to live in the world."

"I should kill her directly!" The old man in black gritted his teeth. Although he could not get the True Dragon Key when he killed the world, it was better than being cheaper and losing his life.

"You have no chance."

Ling Xian's eyes were cold, and she said, "You have no value, and death is your only ending."

It was said that the old man in black trembled, his anger disappeared, and he replaced it with fear and despair.

The Dragon King is the supreme swept world. Even if he is 10,000, he cannot be an opponent!

At the moment, the old man in black gritted his teeth fiercely, and rushed forward regardless of care.

Although the front is extremely dangerous, but there is a vitality, and back, it can only be dead.

"Dragon King, please take him down." Ling Xian Jianmei frowned slightly, not wanting the old man to die here.

"It's not necessary, because of his strength, it will undoubtedly die." The Dragon King smiled lightly, the organs here were terrible, and even he must be treated with caution.

How can an eighth level monk survive?

"I want to give him to the robbers." Ling Xian smiled, and the robbers hated the old man in black. He must have wanted to kill the man himself.

"Yeah, it's up to you." The Dragon King's big sleeves flung, and the majestic suction whistled out, sucking the old man in black.

This made the old man in black tremble violently and grieflessly.

It is only necessary to make a wedding dress for others, and to lose his life, naturally it makes him extremely angry.

But who can blame this? If he had not planted evil causes, how could he have the evil results today?

"It's entrusted to you." The Dragon King smiled slightly, then turned his eyes to the nine mountains in the distance.

"Now, you should regret it." Ling Xian glanced coldly at the old man in black, thinking that if he didn't, he would be killed by stealing the world.

"I don't regret it!" The old man in black had a hard mouth. In fact, his intestines were almost regretful.

"Really?" Lingxian looked indifferent, his fingers glowing, and God shook the sky.

This changed the look of the old man in black, madly practiced exercises, and used the treasure of defense to block this palm.

Unfortunately, he couldn't stop it.

Ling Xian's cultivation is indeed a little lower than him, but his strength is too much, how can it be blocked?

Click!

Blood was spilled, the bones were cracked, the old man in black was pale, and his internal organs were severely damaged.

"This palm is regarded as interest. When you return to the Dragon Clan, the world will be liquidated with you." Ling Xian's eyes were cold, and her hand rune appeared, bursting out.

The next moment, the mysterious restraint poured into the old man's body, like a thousand arrows piercing his heart, causing him to sweat coldly and his face distorted.

"My restraint is not as good as your curse, but it can also make you taste heartbreaking."

Ling Xian glanced at the old man indifferently and said, "Enjoy it."

"Ah, kill me, kill me!" The old man in black mourned, but with just a few breaths, he couldn't stand it.

"Your life is paid by someone." Ling Xian looked indifferent, without any mercy.

The pain of stealing the world is not weaker than the elderly in black. How can he be soft?

At present, Ling Xian waved his sleeves, and the old man's storage bag in black immediately fell into his hand.

Then, he took out the true dragon key and handed it to the dragon king: "Return to the original owner."

"My decision was indeed correct." The Dragon King smiled slightly and put the true dragon key in his pocket, and said, "Let's go, it's time to take the treasure."

With that said, he stepped out and the Supreme Prestige swept through, breaking up dozens of institutions in an instant.

"It is truly the supreme swept world, and it is really powerful." Ling Xian sighed, the organs here are quite terrible, even if the ninth state strong, can not break a few.

The King of Dragons, with its momentum alone, shattered dozens of agencies. Such strength is really terrible.

At present, Ling Xian imprisoned the old man in black, and then took a big step to keep up with the Dragon King.

Boom boom!

The big array is powerful, the magical powers are shaking the world, without exception, they are powerful and outrageous.

Except for the formation method, Ling Xian could be broken, and the rest of the organs could easily kill him.

However, the Dragon King cannot be stopped.

He shook the sky and easily broke the roadblocks.

After a short time, most of the organs were broken by the Dragon King, and only the formation of nine mountain peaks remained.

It's not that the Dragon King hasn't shot yet, but he can't break it.

The formation of these nine mountains is very strange. If they are broken by brute force, the treasures on the mountains will be destroyed in the first instant.

"Trouble."

The Dragon King smiled helplessly, and said, "The ancestors did not want future generations to be brute-forced, and they did not understand the formation method, so they left a clan rule and asked all the Dragon clan to practice the formation."

"But there aren't a few true dragons to follow, and neither do I."

"I knew that the last level of the ancestor's treasure was the formation method, so I brought the formation master in the clan."

The Dragon King shook his head and smiled bitterly. Before the formation, he could use brute force to break it, but the formation in front of him could not.

Once broken with brute force, he would have to return empty-handed.

"I finally came in handy." Ling Xian smiled lightly, from the beginning to the end, he didn't do anything. At this moment, he finally had a place to play.

"Can you break the line?" Dragon King froze slightly.

"natural."

Ling Xian chuckled. Although the large formation covering the mountain was not bad, he was the great master of the formation and it was not difficult to break.

At the moment, he swipes his hands, endless patterns emerge, and he breaks into a strong position.

After a few breaths, the burst burst, and after a while, it shattered completely.

This made the Dragon King smile and admired: "I didn't expect you to be proficient in battle."

On hearing that, Ling Xian smiled slightly and said nothing.

He is not just as simple as mastering the line, his accomplishments, even if placed in a great master, can be said to be outstanding!

"Except for one treasure, the treasure here, you can choose five, no, ten."

The Dragon King smiled. At the beginning, he was planning to send five pieces of Lingxian.

However, Ling Xian played a decisive role at the last minute, and the five pieces seemed a little less.

"Thank you Dragon King." Ling Xian is not polite. The treasures here are quite good, and there are a few of them that even move him.

Right now, he climbed to the first mountain and began to pick treasures.

This caused the old man in black to spit fire into his eyes and his teeth were almost broken.

He originally thought that he could monopolize the treasure of the ancestor dragon, but in the end, not only did he not get the treasure, he even had to lose his life. How could he not hate it?