The world starts from the iron cloth shirt

"Go, go and see!"

The Patriarch of the White Dragon Clan and a group of elders all changed their expressions and ran out immediately.

Not long after, they came to that stone platform again.

The Patriarch of the White Dragon Clan raised his hand and pointed, and a ray of light rushed out, opening a passage on the stone platform again.

As soon as they met, the face of the Patriarch of the White Dragon Clan instantly darkened.

"What happened again this time?"

His tone was cold.

A group of elders of the White Dragon Clan also frowned, sizing up Chen Xuan and the others.

"Patriarch Bai, forgive me, old man... this old man is deeply entrusted by the patriarch!"

Lin Tianhai cried miserably.

"You failed?"

The Patriarch of the White Dragon Clan had a gloomy expression on his face.

Lin Tianhai showed misery, and said: "We originally entered the Daxueshan Temple, but... But even if we took the pill, we were not the opponents of those bald thieves. After a big battle, our Confucian sect suffered heavy casualties. Only the old man and a few The man survived, and the old man was going to be killed by those bald thieves, but the bald bandits suddenly changed their minds and let the old man out, and...and asked the old man to bring something to the patriarch!"

"what?"

Patriarch Bailong said coldly.

"Patriarch Hui, it's... it's this, they said it belonged to the fourth prince."

Frightened, Chen Xuan sent the glass bottle into the passage.

The Patriarch of the White Dragon Clan took the glass bottle, looked at it, and immediately stared at it, covered with bloodshot eyes.

A group of elders of the White Dragon Clan were also all mourning.

"Fourth Prince!"

"My son!"

They all yelled terribly.

"Patriarch, they said that they want a ransom now. If they don't pay the ransom, then... they will continue to cut off the third prince and the second prince. The patriarch Mingjian!"

Chen Xuan said miserably.

"You bully me too much, this is bullying me too much, Daxueshan Temple, I am not in the same breath as you!"

The Patriarch of the White Dragon Clan roared angrily, trembling with anger, his eyes were red.

"Patriarch, that's what they said at Daxueshan Temple. They said they would give us ten days. If there is not enough ransom within ten days, they will start."

Lin Tianhai said miserably.

"What ransom do they want?"

The Patriarch of the White Dragon Clan roared angrily.

"Ten treasures, thirty secret treasures, one divine weapon, one hundred pills for refining the five viscera, and one hundred pills for refining the spirit!"

Chen Xuan said.

Lin Tianhai, Venerable Blood Knife, and Fa etc. who were beside him were all taken aback and secretly horrified.

It's really a lion.

This is simply astronomical!

But in an instant, their hearts were all excited and ecstatic.

If these treasures can really be tricked into their hands, then they will be completely released, which can directly double the strength of their sect!

"what?"

The Patriarch of the White Dragon Clan and a group of elders all stared wide-eyed, their canthus tearing open, and they roared.

"I want ten treasures, thirty secret treasures, and one magic weapon. Damn it, Daxueshan Temple is courting death!"

"No, our White Dragon Clan has nothing. Tell them that if the Second Prince and the Third Prince are missing a hair, I will kill everyone in Daxueshan Temple!"

The Patriarch of the White Dragon Clan roared.

"But...but if they really attack the second and third princes, what should they do? Those monks are simply not human, they can do anything!"

Chen Xuan said timidly.

"Daxueshan Temple, I, the White Dragon Clan, swear here, if I can't wipe out all of you in this life, all of my White Dragon Clan will be wiped out!"

The Patriarch of the White Dragon Clan swore sadly.

"Patriarch, you can't do this, why don't you take half of the ransom first, let us Confucianists talk to them, and now we must stabilize them first, otherwise they really dare to cut off the second and third princes, Anyway, the secret treasure given out now can be returned in the future.”

Chen Xuan spoke.

"No, my White Dragon Clan has nothing. I have sent out so many people one after another. My clan's secret treasures have already been burned out, and I can't get them out!"

The Patriarch of the White Dragon Clan roared regardless of his image.

Chen Xuan secretly slandered.

Can't get it out?

Liar, right?

Even if you can't get it out, then you have to peel off another layer of your skin.

Kindness to the enemy is cruelty to oneself!

At such a moment, he would not be merciful at all.

"Patriarch, this is not a joke!"

Chen Xuan persuaded again.

"Yes, patriarch, what if they cut off the second and third princes?"

Lin Tianhai and others also tried to persuade them.