Protector of the Country Dragon Emperor

Before Bai Jia said yes, Chen Yan immediately heard the words of the Blood Demon Ancestor: "My good disciple, don't even think about this! He came from the fairy world, and his realm is much higher than yours. Even if he is suppressed now, his realm is much higher than yours." , you also have no way to use the Blood Shadow Technique to turn him into your puppet."

Chen Yan asked: "Why? If the realm is too different, can't we succeed?"

The Blood Demon Ancestor said: "That's right! There is a huge difference between becoming an immortal and not becoming an immortal. The difference is greater than you can imagine."

Chen Yan frowned: "Is it that exaggerated?"

But Bai Jia easily cut off Jin Chen's neck.

Now a formation, plus a few pseudo-immortals, could easily subdue the young man in front of him. Such an intuitive picture did not make Chen Yan think how powerful the immortals were.

Maybe this is an illusion!

"What if I try it forcefully?" Chen Yan asked.

"Then what else? If it doesn't work, it means there is no reaction. Even your blood cannot enter his brain." The Blood Demon Ancestor said, "If you don't believe me, you can try it."

While Chen Yan was talking to the Blood Demon Ancestor, Bai Jia and others had already forced the young man to be unable to move.

For outsider immortals, knowing how to use a little bit of law is a real killer weapon for them.

They can't use the law, but the mortals here can, and they are so at a loss.

The young man roared: "Let me go. If you have the ability, let's have a fair and just fight."

"Are you stupid? You are immortals who came from the immortal world. You sneaked into our cursed land and wanted to hunt us. This is a dimensionality reduction attack. Now that you have been subdued by us, you actually said that you want an open and fair fight. Let me ask you, what is fairness? What is aboveboard?" said a fat man in the Anti-Immortal Alliance.

His name is Tu Hongjiang.

He was originally a super master in Kunlun Ruins.

It's just that this person didn't like being the leader of the sect, so he accepted a disciple, trained him as quickly as possible, and finally made this disciple the leader.

He himself works as a hands-off shopkeeper.

He's a pretty promising guy.

He also has his faults, he is a bit talkative.

When he heard the young immortal's words, he immediately launched a barrage of verbal attacks.

Followed by.

A group of people began to harvest the magic weapon from him.

"These people from the fairy world are really all fat sheep!"

"Look, this man's hairband is a magic weapon, and he also has an earring..."

"Is the iron ring around his neck a magic weapon? Strange, what is he doing with the iron ring?"

"Don't grab these pants from me... Hey, hey, the pants I'm talking about include underwear..."

"Widow Wang, I said you are too much. What do you want from a man's underwear? Do you want to smell it at night?"

"Shut your stinky mouth..."

Chen Yan saw the madness of these anti-immortal alliance members.

Jin Chen's experience also happened again with this young immortal.

He saw the immortal's lifeless expression and said with tears, "You can kill me, why do you want to taint me?"

"Who has defiled you? You... you are such a funny fairy." Tu Hongjiang sneered.

"She, that's her!" Although the young immortal couldn't resist, he could still point at someone.

What he was referring to now was the young woman who didn't even let go of his underwear just now.

The young woman is the leader of the Golden Lotus Sect, and her name is Fan Jinlian.

She chuckled and said, "Young man, you can eat whatever you want, but you can't talk nonsense. How could I have defiled you, sister?"

The young immortal said: "You touched me."

"Did I touch you? How did I touch you? Was it...touched like this, or...touched like this? To be honest, sister, this is the first time I have touched an immortal. I have never seen it before. I have never dreamed of it. I want to be a fairy, and now I have finally caught a fairy, so I can touch a few more and soak up the fairy spirit, what’s wrong?”

Fan Jinlian's words suddenly resonated with several people.

Tu Hongjiang couldn't help it anymore: "Sister Jin Lian is right. It's natural to get a touch of the immortal's immortal energy. Hehehe, I'll touch it a few times too."

The result is.

Several grown men were groping the young immortal's body.

You touch your breasts, I touch your butt...

Not to mention Bai Jia, even Chen Yan found this scene too... over the top.

He wanted to go up and touch a few.

However, after taking a look at the Jianmu Sacred Tree over there, he was afraid that time would be too tight, so he still took the time to give it a try.

A hole was opened on the young immortal's head, and a drop of blood was poured in.

Didn't hold out much hope.

The Blood Demon Ancestor has long said that it is impossible to succeed.

but.

The moment blood dripped into his brain.

Chen Yan found that...it was done.

"What? Success? Impossible, this is impossible!" The Blood Demon Ancestor jumped up and almost jumped out of Chen Yan's Purple Mansion. This subverted his cognition, "You have just returned to the virtual realm, even if you follow The fusion of the dragon clan is at most a tunnel, let's make you one level bigger and break it, but the distance between you and becoming an immortal is only a large expanse of sky, so how can it be possible?"

Chen Yan said: "But the fact is that it was successful."

He can easily drive young people to do things.

This is also the result he hopes to see.

In this way, it becomes much easier to get close to those who are refining the building wood.

Even Bai Jia found it incredible.

"He is an immortal. His realm is suppressed and the laws cannot be used, but at the spiritual level he is still an immortal after all. Are you sure your enslavement method worked and he was not acting?"

"I'm 100% sure."

"It's 100% possible that it's your illusion. It won't work this time. I want to act with you."

Chen Yan said: "My ghost is possessed and I'm in his body. How can you follow me?"

Bai Jia pointed to Jin Chen on the ground: "Use her."

Bai Jia has lived for 500 years, and there are still some strange sects. She took out a talisman and said it was given by the headmaster of Taiyi Sect. It is best used to attach the soul to the corpse. Even if Jin Chen's head is now separated, he will die. I can't die anymore, but with this talisman of Taiyi Sect, I should be able to get through it.

Speaking of Taiyimen.

Bai Jia also thought of Wu Xiang.

He said to Chen Yan: "You have no acquaintance with the juniors from Taiyi Sect. Did you meet again later?"

"How did you know?"

"I went to ask him about you, but he was unlucky. He entered the secret realm some time ago and almost couldn't come out. When he came out, he was dead."

"What? Wuxiang...wasted?" Chen Yan was stunned for a moment.

That was the only friend he made in the secret realm!

As for this Bai Jia, he is not considered a friend.

No wonder his relationship with Bai Jia was made public and he didn't find her.

You should go see him when you have time.

soon.

Jin Chen, controlled by Bai Jia, stood up and tidied her up casually.

Then he followed the young puppet and walked into the village together again.

This time, it was finally possible to get through without any obstruction.

But as soon as I got closer, I noticed something different.

The fog around Jianmu disappeared.

The people who used to be in the village were now transformed into elves. They knelt on the ground one by one, saluted to several hunters, and murmured something in their mouths.

"It's an ancient spiritual language!" The Blood Demon Ancestor reminded Chen Yan.

"They use these elves, their mouths and spirits to communicate with Jianmu! These elves have become the closest beings to Jianmu. With the help of this relationship, they use ancient spiritual language to communicate with Jianmu and establish a spiritual bond. It will be much more convenient to finally refine and brand it.”

"But in this case, I'm afraid only one of these elves will die in the end."

At this moment.

The sacred Jianmu tree rustled.

The leaves moved rhythmically, as if they were whispering something.

Refining has reached a critical moment.