There Is A Dragon In My Well

When Chu Qiu rushed to the place, Ao Xuan and Hongluan Xingjun were still fighting fiercely, and they were surrounded by people.

Of course, this intensity can only be seen through the eyes of an uninformed person.

The so-called intensity was just deliberately created by Ao Xuan.

After all, in the same realm, Ao Xuan has a peerless sword with peerless sharpness that even Wuzhi Qi can't resist, let alone Hong Luan Xingjun.

"Ao Xuan, if you have the ability, don't use the Immortal Sword. Instead, use a magic weapon to help. What does it matter?"

Lord Hongluan Xing saw more and more demons and immortals gathering around him. He felt like he was being laughed at, and his face turned red with anger.

They have been fighting all the way until now, but she has not taken any advantage. She wants to leave but is dragged away by the other party.

It was obvious that the other party was deliberately using her to show off to the Sihai Dragon Clan.

Ao Xuan sneered and said nothing. How could she let go of such a good opportunity?

Besides, Chu Qiu hasn’t shown up yet, so she can’t let Hongluan Xingjun leave.

There was a low shout, a thunderous tremor, the Immortal Sword was twisted again, and the sword energy plowed through.

Hongluan Xingjun quickly used the Qingluan Sword to block it, but was struck by the terrifying Juexian Sword Qi and became unsteady, falling into the sea.

He made a quick decision, transformed into a dragon body, and headed crazily towards the East China Sea.

"Where to escape!"

Ao Xuan sneered, pressed the sword, and the sword energy shot into the sea with a puff. A flash of blood was released, and Hongluan Xingjun let out a mournful cry and was forced out of the sea.

When she turned into a human again, there was a wound on her leg that was bleeding continuously.

"Third Princess, you don't have to act anymore, just let her go!"

A spiritual voice suddenly rang in Ao Xuan's ears, causing Ao Xuan's eyes to suddenly light up and he quickly turned his gaze back.

With just one glance, she locked onto Chu Qiu and quickly sent a message: "Fellow Daoist Chu, you are finally back. How is it? Do you have the things?"

"It was a fluke! I guess the heavens are looking for me everywhere now, but I didn't show my true colors the whole time. They don't know my identity!"

Chu Qiu's eyes flickered and looked at Ao Xuan.

Ao Xuan smiled slightly and said: "Don't worry, we are both dragons, and you are a five-clawed golden dragon. You are the direct bloodline of my ancient dragon clan. I will not be stupid enough to expose you."

"As for Hualongmen, with such a big commotion now, it is obviously not suitable to appear in the hands of the Four Seas Dragon Clan. It will be fine in your hands. I only hope that fellow Daoist Chu Qiu will take this kind of sentiment into account and prevent my fellow Four Seas Dragon Clan from having any trouble in the future. , just don’t sit idly by!”

"Okay! To be honest, this Dragon Clan's sacred weapon can only be of value in my hands. I have no intention of giving it to you Four Seas Dragon Clan, but don't worry, I won't treat you Four Seas Dragon Clan badly!"

Chu Qiu secretly breathed a sigh of relief and made a promise.

He was really worried that Ao Xuan would rely on his status as a member of the Sihai Dragon Clan to ask for the Dragon Gate Sacred Artifact from him. In that case, he would probably fall out.

It is impossible for him to hand over this Dragon Transformation Sacred Artifact, nor can anyone else!

So now that Ao Xuan is so easy to talk to and sensible, I can't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

After thinking about it, Chu Qiu found some inheritance of the ancient dragon clan in the inheritance of the Longmen Sacred Artifact, and used his spiritual thoughts to pass it on to Ao Xuan through the air.

"This is……"

As soon as Ao Xuan received the inheritance from the Ancient Dragon Clan, his delicate body was shaken and his face was full of surprise.

Chu Qiu said quickly: "Pay attention to your manners and don't let others see anything. Yes, these dragon skills are all inherited by me in Hualongmen!"

"This Dragon Gate Sacred Artifact is very miraculous. It will be divided into three, six or nine levels according to the concentration of blood, and the techniques will be passed down. I will pass on the highest inheritance I have received to you!"

"In this way, your breakthrough to the Golden Immortal will be a step faster, and the strength of the Four Seas Dragon Clan will also be greatly improved! This can be considered my compensation for you!"

"Thank you, Fellow Daoist Chu!"

Ao Xuan took a deep breath, suppressed the joy and impulse in his heart, and tried to appear calm.

Then she lifted the Juexian Sword, put it back into its scabbard, and sneered at Hongluan Xingjun:

"Hongluan Xingjun, you and I have been fighting for so long, and I haven't seen how powerful the dragons in your heaven are. Please be gentle in your words from now on!"

"Otherwise I won't be lenient next time! There is also the matter of the eighth prince's proposal of marriage. Don't mention it again in the future. I, Ao Xuan, am devoted to the Tao and will never agree to it!"

"snort!"

Hongluan Xingjun turned around and flew towards the heaven with a look of shame and anger.

Chu Qiu was about to leave when suddenly a powerful aura came and locked onto him, causing his body to stiffen and his heart to thump.

"Someone is targeting me! Am I exposed?!"

Chu Qiu's heart was filled with ups and downs, but on the surface, she pretended not to notice and turned around.

A ball of rolling golden light fell from the sky, and a tall and handsome Taoist walked out of the golden light and looked at Chu Qiu.

When Chu Qiu saw this Taoist, he was wearing a crown with a fan and a cloud, a wet suit, a silk ribbon around his waist, and hemp shoes on his feet!

Holding a three-pointed two-edged sword in one hand and holding the Howling God Dog in the other, his heart skipped a beat.

Erlang Shen Yang Jian!

"How could I forget about this heavenly war god? He has a howling divine dog, and what he is best at is tracking!"

"No wonder I always feel like I'm missing something!"

Chu Qiu rolled his eyes.

This Erlang Shen is the most outstanding third-generation disciple of the Chan Cult, a true physical saint!

The technique he practiced was the famous Eight-Nine Mysterious Technique, which was probably at least on the same level as the current Wuzhi Qi.

Unless a master of this level sacrifices the Donghuang Bell or sets up the Twelve Heavenly Gods Formation, he will definitely not be his opponent.

When he thought of this, Chu Qiu turned around and left without saying a word!

Erlang Shen tracked him all the way and locked him in mid-air through the roaring dog.

Now that I see him about to leave, how can I give up?

He shouted immediately.

"Don't leave, thief!"

Then it turned into a ball of golden light and rushed forward.

Erlang Shen also knew that Chu Qiu's magic was powerful, so in order to prevent him from escaping, he immediately sacrificed the Roaring Sky Dog.

Woof woof!

The Roaring Sky Dog turned into the size of a black elephant and pounced on Chu Qiu in an instant. He knocked Chu Qiu over and opened his mouth to bite Chu Qiu.

Chu Qiu suddenly felt pain. He quickly looked down and found that two holes had been bitten into his calf.

"It is indeed a good dog!"

Chu Qiu also didn't expect that one day he would be bitten by a dog, and his strong body that he was so proud of would be bitten.

At that moment, he was also laughed out of anger. Seeing that Erlang Shen had already rushed to the front with a three-pointed two-edged sword, Chu Qiu did not run away, knowing that there would be a big battle.

He took out the iron rod and swung it, and with a bang, the roaring dog jumped away.

Then there was a secret shout, and he struck preemptively. The iron rod turned into a stab, and in a blink of an eye he stabbed in front of Erlang Shen!

"Hmph! The thief said, why don't you hand over the holy weapon quickly and follow me back to heaven to confess your guilt?"

Erlang Shen swung his three-pointed, two-edged sword to block Chu Qiu's attack.

Then, pressing and cutting, the three-pointed and two-edged knife was wiped along Chu Qiu's throat along the thick iron rod. The moves were experienced and cruel, and it was obvious that he had extremely rich combat experience.

"Are you crazy? You were beaten indiscriminately when you came here. Now you are talking about a sacred weapon. I don't understand it at all!"

Seeing the other party's sophisticated hand-to-hand combat moves, Chu Qiu's heart trembled. He swung the three-pointed two-edged sword away with all his strength, stepped back several hundred feet and pointed at Erlang Shen from afar.

His posture made Erlang Shen Yang Jian stunned for a moment, and he subconsciously thought that Roaring Sky Dog had recognized the wrong person.

But he quickly came to his senses and knew that the other party was trying to make someone suspicious. He immediately shouted with a sharp knife: "You are a man who pretends to be crazy and acts like a fool. If you don't have a guilty conscience, why would you leave when you see me?"

"It's a joke. The fighting here is over and there is no more fun to watch. Naturally, I have to leave. Is this wrong?"

Chu Qiu looked funny and refused to admit it.

After all, there are so many people present, there are always many loose immortal wild monsters who are willing to lick the heaven...

Erlang Shen had such a great reputation that it was not impossible for some people to gather together and besiege him in order to please Heaven and Erlang Shen.