Protector of the Country Dragon Emperor

Chen Yan said: "Those little ones are not a threat, but the old guy seems a bit fierce. In case something happens, Yuchen and Miaomiao, you two, retreat and hide nearby."

Ok!

Lagging behind again!

Lin Yuchen was discouraged and eager to become stronger.

Long Miaomiao didn't have such a mood. She had always been a timid woman before. The environmental factors of rushing had pushed her to where she is today. In fact, she was not much better than Lin Yuchen, and she didn't like her very much. People who practice.

Everything is for revenge.

Yet at this moment.

The scene where the horns were being refining suddenly changed.

The blood-colored horns that were about to be successfully refined suddenly started to tremble with fierce struggle, and there was a glow of blood, and a golden cow shadow rushed out of the horns, letting out a shocking roar.

"Ah——, poof!"

The female disciple was the first to be unable to bear it any longer, so she opened her mouth and spat out a stream of donated blood.

His face was pale and his eyes were dull.

It was obvious that she was seriously injured at this moment.

But the golden bull didn't stop after roaring.

Because several people have joined forces to control the horn, and are using a forced refining method to refine it and imprint the soul mark on it. Now it seems that the will of the Taurus is not willing to do this, and it is resisting.

"puff--"

Another disciple couldn't bear it and vomited blood.

"Master, what should I do?"

"The power of these horns is so great that we can't bear it anymore."

This was the second senior brother who was shouting, and he also felt very strenuous.

Fortunately, he is a master of the Yuanshen realm, otherwise he wouldn't be able to hold on now.

The black-robed master said: "This is a critical moment. You must hold on for me, even to the death!"

"Hurry up, hurry up, this evil beast is stubbornly resisting, and the critical moment of life and death depends on this!"

"The refining of all things, the Great Luo Refining Sutra!"

"Suppress me!"

The master yelled repeatedly.

But right now.

Suddenly a trumpet sound was blown from the horn.

"Woooooo-"

"boom!"

In an instant, the second senior brother's head suddenly exploded.

My brains were blown out.

A dead hoot.

"Second Senior Brother?!"

"Ah——, how could this happen? Master, the second senior brother is dead, the second senior brother is dead!" The female disciple cried, completely unable to believe that such a thing would happen. What on earth is going on with the horn blowing? Why can a Yuanshen master be killed instantly when it blows?

When the master saw it, his eyes lit up.

He said loudly: "The laws of heaven and earth are the laws of heaven and earth, good, very good!"

He is extremely excited now, just like a gambler who has seen a top-quality hand and wants to bet all his wealth on it. What does it matter if one of his disciples dies? Even if all the disciples die, as long as the refining is successful, the sacrifice will be worth it. Nothing can compare to this horn.

"Daluo Refining Sutra, fifth level, great refining of the world!"

"Practice for me!"

At this moment, Long Miaomiao suddenly jumped out and shouted: "Stop!"

"Ok?"

"who?"

"who are you?"

Several people were stunned and turned their heads to look over.

The master's face changed drastically. This was a critical moment. If he was interrupted, he would have to start over. But now his second disciple was shot in the head and could not continue to help him. Without his help, the other few Disciples who are incompetent will not be of much use.

How to do?

The black-robed master's mind was spinning rapidly and he immediately said: "Girl, please leave quickly. This golden bull is the bull demon here. It has killed countless people and is inhumane. We are trying to find ways to suppress it. Please leave quickly!"

Long Miaomiao looked at the golden bull.

She suddenly understood why the horns suddenly rioted.

Because it has some magical connection with her.

It is the bloodline of the Jiuli Divine Clan!

Taurus can feel the blood power in Long Miaomiao's body.

"You think I'm a three-year-old?"

Long Miaomiao said, lightly touching the ring with his hand, and took out the statue of the minotaur in his hand.

When he saw this statue, the black-robed master was obviously stunned.

His eyes suddenly widened: "This is...the divine ancestor of the Jiuli Divine Clan?"

Uh?

He also knows about the Jiuli Divine Clan.

Do you know what kind of divine ancestor...

at the same time.

The golden bull derived from its horns instantly became extremely excited when its eyes saw the statue of the minotaur.

It roared wildly, as if it wanted to get the Minotaur statue.

The black-robed master said loudly: "Quick, if you don't want to die, give me the statue in your hand immediately! Otherwise, I guarantee you will die miserably!"

"is it?"

A man's voice appeared nearby.

Exactly Chen Yan.

Afterwards, Wang Hongluan, Lin Yuchen, and Wangchen appeared one after another.

"what?"

"There are so many here?"

"Master, what should I do?"

Several disciples became anxious.

One look at Chen Yan and they are not simple.

The most important thing is that now they are refining the horns and cannot move them.

Long Miaomiao pointed at the bloody horn and said, "It belongs to me, and none of you can touch it."

"dream!"

The black-robed master was furious, "Ah Li, Ah Sheng, go and stop them. If you give me another 5 minutes, you will be able to refine this horn and get this spiritual realm. You will be able to practice here in the next three years." I guarantee that each of you will achieve Yuan Shen..."

His voice just fell.

But he saw Long Miaomiao spraying a mouthful of blood on the minotaur statue in his hand.

For an instant.

The minotaur seemed to come to life.

A shadow rushed out from inside.

"Om-"

The entire world seemed to be frozen at this moment.

Unparalleled pressure, overwhelming.

Chen Yan and others backed away one after another, their faces looking very ugly.

At this moment, even Zi Xi in the Zi Mansion was alarmed. She was extremely shocked and said: "No way? Is there such a thing here now?"

After the shadow rushed out, it immediately transformed into the image of an elegant man.

He stood tall, with his hands behind his back, full of momentum and majestic weapons.

However, a pair of horns grew on his head, which abruptly ruined his originally handsome face.

He looked at Long Miaomiao, his eyes were pleased, loving, or filled with expectations.

The next second, he appeared in front of her.

He reached out and touched her face.

In an instant, Long Miaomiao had goosebumps.

But the man said: "It's a piece of rough jade, it looks very similar to your mother's."

Long Miaomiao was shocked: "Do you know my mother? Are you talking about the statue in front?"

The man smiled and said, "No, the person that the statue represents is not your mother, but my wife."

"what?"

Long Miaomiao was stunned.

Chen Yan and others were also in a daze.

But the man said again, "She is your grandma."

Senseless!

Long Miaomiao was stunned for a moment!

This tauren is actually his grandfather!

But I heard the man say with regret, "You look so much like your mother. Unfortunately, you don't have horns. That's a bit embarrassing. How about I give you a pair of golden horns?"