"The people who buried the Dragon Heaven are just servants of the dragon clan. They have food in captivity. They don't have a unified language and it is difficult to communicate with each other."

　　

　　 "They are based on clans and tribes, and each tribe will enshrine its own dragon clan and seek protection to continue itself."

　　

　　 looked at the ‘savage’ who fled in a hurry, standing on the top of the tree, don’t ask to speak slowly:

　　

　　 "This tribe supports three dragons."

　　

　　 "But..." Wanxiang asked, puzzled:

　　

　　 "Although the Jiaolong is a little bit wise, but the wiseness is lacking, how can he control himself not to kill indiscriminately?"

　　

　　 "Because they have dragon spirit on them." Moqiu reached out his hand and said:

　　

　　 "After countless years of evolution, the human race in this world will be contaminated with dragon energy from birth, and will be soaked in the rain and dew of the dragon, and to a certain extent will be regarded as the same kind by the dragon."

　　

　　 "With a certain degree of communication, this kind of weird dependency is formed."

　　

　　 "Palace Lord."

　　

　　 At this point, Mo Qiu looked at the emperor on the side:

　　

　　 "Have you never tried to contact this human race?"

　　

　　 "It's not that easy." Di Chu shook his head:

　　

　　 "It is not easy to enter the Dragon Burying Heaven. It takes only a few years to enter and exit each time, and there is no time to understand this place deeply."

　　

"and…"

　　

　　 "It's too dangerous here, even the monarch of the country would not dare to infiltrate it lightly, just like Yang Shi's taboo against me."

　　

　　 "The ancestral court has orders, and similar places, take care of them!"

　　

　　Once the eight dragons who buried the dragon sky knew that there was a way to enter the underworld, I was afraid that whether the whole kingdom of shang could exist or not would be two different things.

　　

　　 Don't ask for thought.

　　

　　 The danger in this world, even though he has only been in for a few days, he already understands a little bit.

　　

　　 But listening to the meaning in the words of the emperor, it is similar to places such as the buried dragon sky, there is not only one place in the underworld, but there are many?

　　

　　 "Tao Master." Vientiane said:

　　

　　 "What are your thoughts?"

　　

　　 Do not seek to return to God, said:

　　

　　 "Daidai Lu, although he has entered the Dragon Burial Heaven, his understanding of this world is extremely limited, plus it takes thousands of years to open each time..."

　　

　　 "To tell the truth, thousands of years have passed, whether the previous experience can be reused, I am afraid it is two different things."

　　

　　Emperor frowned, then stretched out his hand and pointed towards the figure who fled hurriedly in the distance, and said:

　　

　　 "So, Do you want to use them?"

　　

　　 "Hmm." Mo Qiu nodded slowly:

　　

　　 "When it comes to understanding this world, it is natural that the local people are the best. Why should I wait for a distance, but blindly pursue the dragon descendant?"

　　

　　 "It is more convenient to pass them."

　　

　　 "Mo Daozhu, you are afraid that this idea is whimsical." Uncle Bai shook his head:

　　

　　 "The human race in this world can't be regarded as a real human race. The spirit orifice is not opened, and there is no doubt with the livestock, and the language is not clear. How to use it?"

　　

　　 "But not necessarily."

　　

　　 "I don't think it is right. Time is limited. It is better to act according to the original plan. If you delay a little, you may miss the opportunity."

　　

　　 "You don't accidentally sharpen your knife and chop wood!"

　　

　　 "Mo Daozhu." Niu Demon Zhang Ji was unhappy:

　　

　　 "This trip is for the lord of my palace, so I have to wait and see how to do it!"

　　

　　 He recognized Mo Qiu's strength, but he was impatient after coming in for so long.

　　

　　 If it hadn't been for the emperor's repeated persuasion, he was afraid that he had already'learned' Quanzhen Dao exercises.

　　

　　"..."

　　

　　 Don't ask for squinting.

　　

"enough!"

　　

　　 suddenly.

　　

　　Emperor said in a muffled voice, interrupting the dispute between several people.

　　

　　 He was thoughtful and said:

　　

　　 "Mo Daozhu's suggestion is not impossible to do, but I can't wait, how about splitting the soldiers?"

　　

　　 "The soldiers are divided into two groups?" Don't ask for a sideways:

　　

"How to say?"

　　

　　……

　　

　　 An hour later.

　　

　　 Two streamers flicked out of the forest, and several flashes appeared at the exit of a mountain road.

　　

　　 The streamer dissipated, revealing the figure of two people who are unquestioned and ten thousand.

　　

　　 Compared with the previous ones, the two of them are a little less restrained and a little more free and easy, and the expressions on their faces are no longer always vigilant.

　　

　　 "Tao Master."

　　

　　 Ten Thousand Ways:

　　

　　 "Next, what shall we do?"

　　

　　 Although the two were out of the sight of Qifei Palace, Wang Hu and other Quanzhen Dao disciples were still in each other's hands, and it was impossible to leave.

　　

　　 Regardless of whether it is a decent life, or to improve one's own strength, it is still necessary to find the dragonborn and plunder the bloodline.

　　

　　 just moved from under the opponent's nose to acting alone.

　　

　　 a lot of freedom.

　　

　　 "Go ahead and have a look."

　　

　　 Do not ask to raise your head to indicate:

　　

　　 "If you count the time, it should be almost the same."

　　

　　 "Almost?" Wan Dao stood up and asked:

　　

　　 "What is the meaning of the words of the Taoist master."

　　

　　 "Identity." Do not ask:

　　

　　 "If you want to use this human race, you naturally need an identity as an entry point. By coincidence, I happen to know a piece of news."

　　

"arrive!"

　　

　　While they were talking, the two stopped on a hillside, glanced around without asking, their eyes fell under a tree not far away, and they stretched out their hands.

　　

　　 "Peng!"

　　

　　 The mud exploded, and several **** corpses rolled out from it, and a pungent **** smell came over.

　　

　　 "They are..." Vientiane was surprised.

　　

　　 Although the surface of the land here is covered, the soil underneath is brand new. Obviously someone killed and buried people here not long ago.

　　

　　 These things are not strange, but the strange thing is Moqiu's actions.

　　

　　 I saw Mo Qiu stepping forward, fumbled back and forth on a corpse for a while, and then several objects next to the corpse appeared in his palm.

　　

　　 Say in the mouth:

　　

　　 "He is the younger brother of the former patriarch of the Jiang clan. These people are some of his servants. They were assassinated by his nephew and buried here."

　　

　　While talking, don't ask for your body to shake.

　　

　　 The skin on his face wriggled, and his body trembled lightly, but the form and temperament of the whole person had changed drastically in the blink of an eye.

　　

　　 is generally the same as the person on the ground.

　　

　　 Wandao suddenly took a step forward, chose a servant on the ground, cast the spell to look like the other party, and asked:

　　

　　 "The **** clan is the clan that enshrines three dragons?"

　　

　　 "Yeah." Moqiu nodded:

　　

　　 "This person was named Jiang Hao, who was supposed to inherit the position of patriarch after the death of his brother, but was betrayed by his cronies and assassinated by his nephew."

　　

　　 "Your name is Jiang Liu."

　　

　　 His face at this time is quite extraordinary.

　　

　　 The facial features are deep, the face is majestic, and the dark eyes are like an unfathomable secluded pool.

　　

　　 is more robust, but not bloated, but a sense of flawlessness that is full of the perfect combination of strength and speed.

　　

　　 Jiang Hao!

　　

　　 Once the number one master of the **** clan, he is also the number one beautiful man of the nearby clan.

　　

　　 "Understood."'Jiang Liu' from Vientiane nodded and said:

　　

　　 "Lord, UU reading www.uukahnshu.com are we going back to ask for sin now?"

　　

　　 "No." Mo Qiu smiled:

　　

　　 "It is to assume the responsibility of the patriarch."

　　

　　 "The killing of the dragon **** of the clan is a catastrophe. According to the custom of burying the dragon, the clan who worships the dragon must be buried in order to comply with the rules."

　　

　　 "If not..."

　　

　　 "All races around, discuss it together!"

　　

　　 "Huh?" Wanxiang raised his eyebrows, and then said with a smile instead of a smile:

　　

　　 "So, just right."