The Patriarch of the Nine Dragons

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"Mole, what do you eat? Just watch my Lu family die and wounded?"

Lu Juetian, whose anger was rising, was no longer as bland as he was at the beginning. Instead, he was replaced by an angry roar, and the object of anger was the imperial envoy, Moeller.

Moeller, who was suddenly named, was a little dazed at the beginning. Even though Xuan had a bit of hostility rising from the bottom of his heart, when he turned his gaze to the person who was speaking, this bit of hostility was forced down by him again. .

As a special envoy of the imperial palace, even if Muller had only the cultivation base of the early stage of the Holy Land, no matter where he walks, no matter what the power of the big sect family is, he is respectful of him, for fear of any negligence.

Even if it was Wei Qi, the former leader of the Holy Medical Alliance, even if he was dissatisfied in his heart, he would not show it on his face. This gave De Molle a special sense of superiority. He just felt that everyone in the world had to treat himself. Respectfully.

At least since Muller broke through to the initial stage of the Holy Land and became the special envoy of the imperial palace, he has never been scolded like this, at least by an outsider.

It's just that although Moeller has a deep background, backed by the Canglong Emperor's Palace, and does not put any foreign family sects in his eyes, there are always some people that he cannot afford to provoke.

The one who yelled at Moeller at the moment was one of the people he couldn't afford to provoke. After all, that person's identity was not just as simple as the head of the Lu family.

If Lu Juetian was just a simple head of the Lu family, even if he was a big figure who had reached the pinnacle of the Most Sacred Realm, he would definitely sneer at this moment, but even if he borrowed ten courage from him, he would not dare.

Because that precious daughter of the head of the Lu family, but now the second person in the Canglong Emperor Palace, and the owner of Fengqi Palace, Lu Qinwan, has such a strong relationship that the Lu family can become the first family in the mainland.

Moller can dismiss anyone, but he can't be the slightest negligent towards Empress Canglong’s biological father. Otherwise, even if this person doesn’t trouble him on the spot, he just needs to sway his mouth to the empress. Can't eat and walk around.

After suppressing the anger in his heart, Moller had to respond to Lu Juetian's questioning. He could also guess the feelings of the Lu family chief, because this was also an unexpected result.

To be honest, if there was a chance just now, Moeller might have taken action to rescue Lu You, so that the Lu family would not be less than a potential figure in the most sacred realm.

But what happened just now was too fast. Just when Moeller was hesitant and entangled whether to take action, Lu You was frozen into an ice sculpture and died.

This was complicated to talk about, but in fact it only happened between lightning and stone fire. By the time Moeller reacted, he was already scolded by the head of the Lu family.

Since he couldn't do anything to Lu Juetian, Na Mole's anger was naturally all turned to the gray-clothed boy, and his gaze also instantly turned away.

"Patriarch Lu don't worry, I will definitely let this kid pay the debt!"

Mole, the imperial envoy in the early stage of the Holy Realm, had a gleam of light called bloodthirsty in his eyes, and what he said in his mouth finally reduced the anger in Lu Juetian's heart.

After all, people cannot come back from death. No matter how angry Lu Juetian is, it is impossible for Lu Ting and Lu You and others to survive. It is better to smash the gray-clothed boy into ten thousand pieces to eliminate the hatred in the heart.

"Remember, don't let him die easily, I want him to know that if I offend my Lu family, there will be no good end!"

Lu Juetian said again with a gloomy face, but he didn't worry too much. After all, compared to Lu You who was half a step into the Holy Realm, the real strongest of the Holy Realm, Moeller, was not even more powerful.

Strictly speaking, the half-step to the sacred realm is still only the peak of the cave secluded, but because the cultivator of this level has already touched the threshold of breaking through to the great stage of the sacred realm, the combat effectiveness is relatively stronger.

But after all, they are two completely different classes. In Lu Juetian's view, even though Moller only had the initial cultivation base of the Holy Realm, but if it were to Shang Lu You, I'm afraid that the first deacon of the Lu family would simply Can't pick up a trick.

On the mainland of Nine Dragons, the division of large levels and even the division of small realms are extremely rigorous, and there are not all evildoers who can leapfrog battles like Yun Xiao.

Generally speaking, even if you fight at a lower level, the final result can only be a failure, let alone a battle at a higher level. At least, whether it is Lu Juetian or Mole, they have never heard of being able to level. Fighting evildoers and ruthless people.

Such a situation may still be possible in the mortal spirit class, but in the holy vein three realms, there is a fantasy.

What's more, apart from a big gap between this gray-clothed boy and Moller, there is also a half-step distance to the holy realm.

"Is it finally going to be shot?"

Yun Xiao's gaze also turned from the body of Lu You Bing Sculpture below to the place where the special envoy of the imperial palace was.

"This Moller, isn't it a younger generation of the old guy Moxun?"

Looking at Mole's faintly familiar face, Yun Xiao's heart suddenly flashed a familiar figure from the previous life. There was some speculation at the moment, and his nervous mind was somewhat relieved.

After all, Yun Xiao was the Dragon God of the Canglong Emperor in his previous life. He knew very well about the top powerhouses in the imperial palace, and the elder named Mo Xun was famous in the Canglong Emperor.

Coupled with the fact that the surname Mo is rare, Yun Xiao has already affirmed his guess by seven to eight points. If this is really a younger generation of Moxun, then today's battle will not be so helpless.

To be honest, even if Yun Xiao broke through to the peak of the cave, he would still have some strength against the real powerhouse in the early stage of the most sacred realm, because the gap in between was really too big.

If Xiao Wu didn't fall asleep, then Yun Xiao might be able to use her power to break through to the half-step holy realm or even the true initial stage of the holy realm, so that she could remain invincible.

But now everything goes wrong, Xiao Wu’s power cannot be used, Yun Xiao can only rely on himself, and this Dongyou realm peak that relies on the power of the ancestral veins to improve, it is obviously impossible for him to contend with the real Holy Realm powerhouse Capital.

If there was no such discovery, perhaps Yun Xiao thought about how to get out the first time. With his hole cards, even if he couldn't beat Moller in the early stage of the Holy Realm, he could at least get out of it.

But now, after knowing that Moller and Namoxun were somewhat related, Yun Xiao didn't rush to escape. Maybe he could take advantage of an opportunity that the other party didn't know about and kill him by surprise.

"Boy, in the hands of this special envoy, don't think about making any crooked ideas, it's useless!"

Moller, who had locked Yunxiao, saw that the gray-clothed boy's gaze was constantly flickering, and he seemed to be thinking about something wrong. He couldn't help but sneer. He had such confidence.

Moller himself came from the cave secluded realm. Of course, he knew what kind of gap there was between this great realm and the most holy realm. It was an irreparable gap in the sky.

The gray-clothed boy in front of him is indeed stunning, and he has a lot of enchanting methods, but don't think about the matter of fighting at a higher level. It has already broken away from the mainland's cultivation rules, and it is impossible to happen.

Even Moller was thinking about what Lu Juetian said just now, wondering what kind of poison must be used to make this kid not as good as dead. As a low-level poison master of the holy rank, he undoubtedly has a hundred This way.

"Actually, I would like to ask, how many levels of your'Tiemo Gong' practice has you reached?"

Just as Moeller's body became more and more intense, and when he was about to take action the next moment, the gray-clothed boy on the opposite side suddenly asked such a sentence, which made him stunned.

"Do you still know Tie Mo Gong?"

A look of surprise appeared in Moller’s eyes. You must know that this Tiemo technique is a technique that their family has inherited for thousands of years, and this technique is tailor-made for the blood of Mo’s. Even if other people take it, they can't practice at all.

The biggest special feature of Tiemo Gong is that it can use the Mo family bloodline to start practicing when the cultivation base is still low. With the improvement of the pulse cultivation base, the rank of Tiemo Gong will increase accordingly.

This is quite different from the traditional exercise method, but it is a bit like Yunxiao's Primordial Royal Dragon Technique, but compared with the two, there is undoubtedly a world of difference.

But compared to other ordinary practitioners who constantly change their techniques, the descendants of the Mo family are much easier.

Others can only practice the exercises that match their own cultivation level, but they are one exercise. They never need to change from the beginning of the cultivation to the old days.

"If I didn't guess wrong, your Tiemo Gong, a newcomer to the Holy Realm, can cultivate to the third level at most, right?"

Yun Xiao didn't care about the shock in Moeller's eyes, nor did he answer his question directly. Instead, he seemed to be asking and answering himself, and answered the question he had just asked.

As soon as this statement came out, the surprise in Moeller’s eyes was undoubtedly better, because this kid not only knew Tie Mo Gong, but also guessed the eight-nine tenth level of his cultivation. This vision It's terrifying.

But at this time, Moeller had to send the arrow on the string. Even if the other party said to break the sky, he couldn't give up killing the gray boy. This was his most important goal in a short time.

"Boy, sometimes knowing too much is not a good thing!"

Moeller's eloquence is quite good. When his words fell, an invisible breath enveloped Yun Xiao's body, and it felt strange and terrifying.

"Space Strangulation!"

A deep voice came from Moeller's mouth. At this moment, he was obviously using the most skilled method of the most sacred realm powerhouse. This is also the most commonly used method by the most sacred realm powerhouse when facing the cave cultivators. .

Only the strong at the level of the Holy Land can cultivate the power of space to a very high level. The method of space strangulation has always been the patent of the strong at the Holy Land.

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