Uncle is Up

The hundred-foot-long black-scaled demon dragon rolled and rolled in the sky above the Ling Mansion, and all the other spirit beasts in the Ling Mansion were suppressed by his bloodline aura and fell to the ground.

Qingxuan also took the time to glance in his direction amidst Patriarch Jiaruo's intensive attacks.

Bloodline restraint is irreversible. Even though Qingxuan is much higher than Jingmo, the pressure of the divine beast still affects him to some extent.

Xia Kongqing, Chu Lingsheng and Yun Bufan were caught in the dragon's claws. The three of them were stunned. They stared at the black dragon in disbelief, and even reached out to touch the black scales. The cold touch made them feel The three of them trembled.

Xia Kongqing's face turned pale: "Uncle Master's contracted beast turned out to be...a demonic dragon."

Chu Lingsheng and Yun Bufan calmed down quickly because they knew Jingmo would not hurt them.

But Xia Kongqing is different. She belongs to the Longyuan Sect, and the sect records the deeds and evil deeds of various evil creatures and beasts in the forbidden area.

The first evil beast is the Black Scale Demonic Dragon, so Xia Kongqing knows more and is more afraid of it than Chu Lingsheng and Yun Bufan.

Jingmo coiled his dragon body in the towering sky and looked down at a somewhat transparent soul below.

Lan Guang's expression was condensed. At first, he was surprised for a moment by Jing Mo's identity, but he soon returned to normal.

[Kill Jiaruo] He ordered in a cold voice to Qingxuan who was a little distracted over there, and then looked at Jingmo.

"Sure enough, people who have traveled through time are uniquely blessed..." A smile flashed across Lan Guang's handsome face, but it was quickly replaced by a cold sternness.

"You are the master of this Lingfu." Jingmo was not a question, but an affirmative: "You are indeed not dead."

The aura of Lan Guang's soul was exactly the same as the aura of Lingfu, Jingmo knew it as soon as he smelled it.

As for a dead person, anything connected to his soul will disappear, so Jingmo knew from the beginning that Lan Guang's soul must still be there.

"I'm probably already dead." Lan Guang wanted to give a gentle smile, but unfortunately his whole body was soaked in hostility and blood-evil aura, and no matter what expression he had, he was gloomy.

Jingmo was very nervous at the moment, and from time to time he gave his attention to Qingxuan, who was fighting hard there, but there was still an immortal soul here.

If he really fights with these people, there is really no guarantee that he can protect the three of Xia Kongqing.

Lan Guang seemed to know how nervous he was. He cracked his lips and showed a gentle smile: "Don't worry, as long as the people over there are captured by my contracted beast, I won't kill you."

If his formation had a tribulation-transcending monk to fill in, it would be comparable to hundreds of golden elixir monks.

Xia Kongqing finally figured out what was going on during the conversation. She trembled her lips and asked, "Are you really the Blue Light Immortal?"

The blue light floated up and came face to face with Jingmo's huge dragon head: "Yes" he smiled.

"Then...then..." Xia Kongqing suddenly didn't know what to ask.

Ask why he didn't die? But it doesn’t seem good.

Why do you call yourself dead? But it seems that the other party has no obligation to tell her, and he may not necessarily tell her.

"I won't touch you for now, but don't cause trouble for me. Just watch quietly." After saying this, the blue light turned into a stream of light and flew towards the battlefield between Qingxuan and Garuo.

Jingmo suddenly fell silent, and Chu Lingsheng called softly: "Senior?"

"Go and have a look," Jingmo said and led the three of them after him.

When they arrived at the battlefield, they saw Jiaruo and Qingxuan fighting in darkness. Lan Guang stood aside and stared at Ancestor Jiaruo with a sinister look.

Lan Guang is just a spirit body, and his spiritual power is gone. If he wants to kill Garuo, he can only rely on his contracted beast Qingxuan.

"Ji Ruofu!" Jia Ruo shouted Lan Guang's real name when Qingxuan bit her shoulder.

The Ling Mansion has blue light, and he can suppress whoever he wants inside. Jia Ruo cannot defeat Qingxuan at this moment.

Blu-ray showed disgust at the moment: "Are you worthy of calling me my name? When you took advantage of my serious injury, you whipped my immortal bones and suppressed my immortal soul. We will settle the account today!"

"I..." Jia Ruo's face showed no guilt, only anger at being exposed the truth.

"After all, we are brothers from the same sect. Do you really want to kill me?" Jia Ruo broke away from Qingxuan's sharp teeth and played the emotional card against Lan Guang: "I am now the only living ancestor of Fuxing Island. If I If you die, Fuxing Island will be annexed by other sects sooner or later. Do you really want to see the place where you grew up become a vassal of other sects?"

"It doesn't matter." Lan Guang sneered and stood opposite him: "And I don't think Fuxing Island needs someone with such poor qualifications to protect it."

"You! Shut up!" Jia Ruo's expression twisted instantly.

The lack of qualifications has always been a pain in his heart. He and Lan Guang started at the same time. They were good friends at first, but the two people who started at the same time increased their cultivation at completely different speeds.

In the same year, Lan Guang refined his Qi to the eighth level before he could cause the Qi to enter his body. In the second year, Lan Guang directly built the foundation, so that he could fly with his sword. At thirty years, Lan Guang became a well-known genius monk in the world of cultivation. At fifty Yuan Ying, After a hundred years of promotion, the qualifications are absolutely good.

And he has been living under his shadow. As long as there is blue light, no one will see his efforts and hard work. He can take a breath until the blue light ascends, but he did not expect that the ascended person would come back again.

In the race war, everyone's eyes were focused on him again, and he was ignored by everyone again. It wasn't until Lan Guang was seriously injured after the race war that he had evil thoughts for the first time in his life.

Because of Lan Guang's trust in him, he gave him a sword behind his back, took his immortal bones and gave them to him. He claimed that Lan Guang died seriously injured and everyone in the cultivation world believed it. After receiving the immortal bones, he practiced at a very fast speed. It was there that he For a moment, he realized the speed of genius' cultivation.

"Shut up?" The blue eyes flashed with twisted hatred: "Do you know how I survived these hundreds of years? The pain of being ripped out has been engraved on my soul. Every midnight, I suffer the worst of this life. It hurts to die!”

"I have been waiting for you for hundreds of years, and today you finally dare to come in." The blue-light soul flashed with a sinful red light: "Don't even think about leaving after you come today. I want you to taste the suffering I have suffered for a hundred years!"

"You can't kill me! Without me, Fuxing Island will really be finished!" Jia Ruo's face changed drastically!

The shadow given to him by the blue light was also engraved in his soul, and he had a subconscious fear of him.

"Without you, there is still my father!" Yun Bufan, who was watching the show, couldn't help but interrupt.

He had been shocked and at a loss when he saw the ancestor of his sect before. When he heard the conversation, his face was extremely pale.

The ancestor he respected turned out to be such a...such a despicable and shameless person!

Smoking fairy bones? ! How could such a thing be done! Or to an immortal who went down to the world to help the world of cultivation because of his care!

The ancestor Yun Bufan had admired for more than ten years suddenly changed his face, and his soul was shocked to the point of going blank.