Holy Dragon Totem

"From today on, don't touch me. If you touch me once, I will beat you once."

Jiang Zizai picked up the twelve sacrificial flags. The five-man team was almost unscathed, but the Black World team had been wiped out.

Thousands of people were killed, their eyes wept with blood, and they felt ashamed.

People like him will definitely seek revenge later.

"After this time, is there any way to protect your mother?" Jiang Zizai asked.

"Don't worry, boss, my mother is capable of protecting herself."

Jiang Zizai felt relieved. In fact, the elders of the Black World Clan would not be too bad to Wan Qian. After all, the leader of the Black World Clan only has two sons.

It's just a junior who looks down on him.

This battle, as long as it is passed back, is enough to prove that he is absolutely excellent.

"It's a pity that if you mix with me, you may be even more ostracized in the family."

How dare the Black Family go against the royal family.

Wan Qian shook his head and said: "Don't say that, this is the decision I have the least regret in my life."

He has no regrets and is on the same path as Jiang Zizai.

How could Jiang Zizai not cherish such a friend and brother?

"It's a good day today, haha." Beishan Jin also let out a bad breath.

Looking at Wan Sha and Yu Han trembling in front of them, he never dreamed that such a day would come to him.

"Ten thousand kills, the battle of Kirishima will still take a long time. Buy some time and grab some sacrificial flags. When the time comes, bring them to me. I can give you a slap in the face, haha..."

Jiang Zizai knew that it was after the war, and it was the last word to leave immediately after getting huge gains.

"Jiang Zizai, Wan Qian! You and I are irreconcilable!" Behind him, Wan Sha roared with blood and tears.

"Second, save your strength, don't invite the source beast to eat you."

This battle has already divided the ranks.

Perhaps, given the overall strength of the two teams, Jiang Zizai and the others would lose in a head-on confrontation.

But now the outcome is that they have won a great victory.

This is because Jiang Zizai will make good use of their team's strengths, especially in the final battle with Wansha. With Wanqian, he can easily defeat his opponent.

If it weren't for Wan Qian, it would definitely be a hard-fought battle.

Both of them make a judgment.

A total of thirteen sacrificial flags were all in Jiang Zizai's hands, making their team the team with the highest harvest in Kirishima.

This is the rhythm Jiang Zizai wants.

One exquisite battle and he took the lead.

Moreover, it is not easy to recover from the injuries caused by directly knocking down competitors to the bottom, let alone catch up.

When they quickly disappeared from sight, a dozen priests and Yuan Qing looked at each other in confusion.

The most embarrassing thing among them was of course An Ran. He now felt as if he had no clothes on. All the gazes made him feel so embarrassed and ashamed.

He saw it all with his own eyes.

Even he himself didn't understand why his team was so defeated.

Jiu Xian installed the mirror and said softly: "After a wonderful battle, I won't laugh at someone. I hope someone will stop showing off in front of me in the future. Otherwise, when I am embarrassed, I won't be able to do anything." Let someone get in."

An Ran gritted her teeth and dared not speak.

Next to her, Feng Qingxuan originally hoped that both sides would suffer losses, but this time, the priest of the person she disliked even more temporarily took the first place.

She also looked ugly.

Looking at the proud look of the Nine Immortals, my heart was filled with fire.

"My precious disciples are really capable, haha, they are so handsome."

She giggled, and her excited look made many older priests and Yuanqing burst into laughter.

Xiao Youshan was also here. He said: "It was a wonderful showdown. The team with stronger control and more outstanding leadership won. It's normal, An Ran. What he will give to his disciples in the future is not just the ability to fight."

"Yes, Xiao Yuanqing." An Ran could only nod awkwardly.

He looked back and saw Jiu Xian's smile, which made him feel angry and helpless.

"Don't be too happy too early. It's still a long time. The mantis stalks the cicada, and the oriole stalks behind. I've seen them use this trick a few times."

He whispered to the Nine Immortals.

"Whatever, anyway, I'm happy enough if I torture your priest, la la la." Jiu Xian said.

"snort."

"An Ran, let's go." Feng Qingxuan didn't want to stay here anymore.

"No, I still want to reward my babies." Jiu Xian said.

"Then you and the Divine Attendant can apply to act alone." An Ran sneered.

They work in groups of three, and their opinions can certainly decide where to go.

The other priests were also laughing and talking about how awesome they were.

"With the second son of the Southern King, two heaven-level totems, and the Nine Immortals Priest, is this a profit or a risk?" Yuan Qing, a boy-faced boy with gray hair next to Xiao Youshan, asked.

"We'll see."

"I heard that you accepted the second son of King Nan as your disciple?"

"His talent in talismans is unprecedented. By the way, I found out that Lu Dingxing has the talent to become a totem spiritual master. Can I recommend it to you tomorrow?"

"You can pull him down. Lu Yuan is about to beheaded. I dare to accept his son."

"Coward." Xiao Youshan said disgustedly.

"Who are you talking about? Are you the only one who is brave?"

"You coward, stop talking to me."

"Xiao Youshan, aren't you just recruiting disciples? If you dare, why wouldn't I dare? As long as Lu Dingxing has this ability, am I still afraid of him?"

"Haha, blacksmith, I don't think you have the guts."

"You are not a word seller!"

The two Yuanqings left in a quarrel.

"Princess, let's go." The black-skirted woman Qin Zhen said.

"Okay." Princess Shenxiao nodded, and the two continued to go in the direction of Jiang Zizai.

The nine gods of Shengyuanqing never said a word from beginning to end, and followed them silently, like a shadow.

It was only the fourth day, and they had already harvested thirteen sacrificial flags. After all, Jiang Zizai was young, so he was naturally happy.

However, they did not get carried away. After a battle, they found a quiet place again. Wanqian was in charge of the surrounding movements, and they sat together.

The thirteen sacrificial flags were inserted into the ground, which looked particularly spectacular.

"Didn't the priest say that Xiaoyue was here to be cute? How come her totem is so powerful that Yu Han was entangled with her and cried." Beishan Jin sighed.

"Xiaoyue is a heavenly totem, and now she is only the seventh level of Wuming Realm. If she is in Xuanmai Realm, ten Yu Hans are not her opponents." Jiang Zizai said.

"Awesome, your family is full of monsters." Beishan Jin stuck out his tongue.

"You are the monster, flying around." Ruo Xiaoyue pouted.

"I think the one who looks most like a monster is Lu Dingxing, haha." Beishan Jin patted his thick arms and sighed: "My God, he is so strong."

After a battle, their two original teams merged into one group. It should be said that Beishan Jin and Wan Qian have completely joined them.

Especially Wan Qian, this team is too important to his life.

After chatting for a while, Jiang Zizai said: "In the next few days, focus on cultivation and maintain the best condition. Then, with Wan Qian's ability, we will select opponents to hunt. Only by getting fifty sacrificial flags can we guarantee the first place."

"Okay."

Now, they all have great confidence in themselves.

At night, Jiang Zizai was immersed in cultivation. He had gradually stabilized the Tianfu acupoint and was visualizing the totem, looking for the "method to open the mysterious veins".