The mortal's candle dragon opens the sky

Chapter 142 Blood of Nightmare Dragon
Xuyang was thinking about how to get out of this vortex. At the same time, he bowed and said, "My younger brother Xuyangzi, I am honored to meet Brother Fan Paozi!"

Fan Paozi noticed that more and more soldiers were paying attention to this place. He turned his eyes, put his hand on Xuyang's shoulder, and began to walk out along the passage. An invisible divine barrier enveloped the few people, and he asked curiously:

"Okay, okay. You have the aura of the Great Elder's Golden Thunder on you, so you must be a member of the clan. Just call me Fan Paozi! But how did you recognize my identity? Xiao Tao didn't even notice!"

Xuyang was pushed around by him like a puppet. The gap in strength was too big, so he couldn't resist. But he knew he had no ill intentions, so he could only accept his fate for the time being and said vaguely, "Well, this is the magical power of my natal spirit treasure. It can sense the aura of my own race within a certain range."

Upon hearing this, Fan Paozi's eyes immediately turned around. He moved his arm, put his arm around Xuyang's shoulders, and said with a grin, "Good brother! I didn't expect you to have this ability. Help me, and I'll give you 30% of the essence I get from this mission!"

Xuyang was startled when he heard this and shook his head like a rattle.

"Among my physical cultivation, the highest is only at the peak of Spirit Marshal, which can barely fight with a proper fusion cultivator. How can this level of cultivation help you? Why don't you go find Brother Kong Mingzi! He just left this world!"

At this time, several people were about to walk out of the heavily guarded passage. On each side stood an old man in the Mahayana stage with different costumes. Under the protection of a group of black-armored guards, they were glancing coldly at every alien who walked out.

Fan Paozi quickly swallowed the words on the tip of his tongue, and the few of them walked out of the passage quickly. The view ahead suddenly became clear, and there was a lot of noisy shouting.

Xuyang quickly scanned the surroundings with his divine sense and found that they were in a corner of a small town, which covered an area of ​​about a hundred miles in radius. Further in were criss-crossing streets and densely packed attic buildings with various signs hanging on them. Many alien races with different appearances were coming in and out. There were also many stalls along the street with various spiritual objects on display, many of which exuded a strong wild aura.

The town looks like a trading city.

Except for the waiters and shopkeepers who solicit customers and entertain them, these outsiders are almost all beings above the level of fusion.

Xuyang's eyes flashed darkly as he quickly passed these people. His gaze lingered for a moment in the direction of the other side of the town. Feeling the strong reaction on the jade pendant, he followed Fan Paozi inside in silence.

Soon, they arrived at a dead end at the corner of two attics, a hidden place of only a few feet in radius. Tao Yao and the other two looked at each other and stopped at the stall outside the street and pretended.

Fan Paozi then smiled slightly and took out a jade page and handed it to Xuyang. On it was a picture of a drop of golden liquid the size of an ordinary person's head, emitting a mysterious metallic luster, and there was a faint image of a five-clawed golden dragon swimming slowly inside.

"You will know this sooner or later, so I'll tell you in advance! This is the blood of the Nightmare Dragon that flowed from the fairyland during the Evil Dragon War. There are a total of ten drops! In the late stage of the war, the Evil Dragon Clan used it to transform a group of three-headed demon dragons as cannon fodder. When the clan was exterminated, there should have been seven or eight drops left. Tracking them down has been the long-term task of the True Dragon Palace for millions of years. In recent years, we have finally made some progress and have found three drops.

This Nightmare Dragon is a high-level existence that was advanced after the Demonic Dragon and the Evil Dragon ascended. It is a mortal enemy of our ancestor, the Sky Dragon! Although the Demonic Dragon lineage is different from our True Dragon Clan in terms of spirits and demons, the True Dragon origin belongs to the same source. I came here this time because when I was traveling in the interface void near the Fengyuan Continent, I sensed the breath of a drop of Nightmare Dragon's blood. I decisively broke through the boundary and entered the territory of the Armored Pig Clan. I was about to succeed.

Who knew that the person who carried this drop of blood actually disappeared on a super long-distance teleportation array. It took me a lot of effort to slowly track the breath here! Only then did I know that the person was very likely to take this item to participate in the auction! There are two people in the Tribulation Period here, and there is also a small fairy formation that suppresses the true spirit level. As soon as I entered this place, I lost the sense, and I couldn't reveal my true body to track it down!
Once the blood of the Nightmare Dragon is leaked, the consequences will be disastrous. The evil dragon clan may be revived. This is a big deal for the real dragon clan. You can't just sit back and watch! If you can sense me, you can definitely sense the Nightmare Dragon! In this way, we can have a 60-40 split, right?

Although the blood of the Nightmare Dragon contains a huge amount of original essence, one drop of blood is equivalent to all my essence! But only the first spiritual treasure in the hands of the great elder can purify and refine it, so I can only get a small half, and give you 40%, but there will be nothing left!"

"It's the Jiatun tribe again! They're haunting us, right?" Looking at Fan Paozi's serious expression, Xuyang nodded thoughtfully, then asked:

"You mean that this item may not have been traded yet, and you want to find the person who appeared in the territory of the Jiatun tribe directly. But why don't you go directly to the person in charge of the Helian Merchant Alliance? Do they dare not give face to their tribe?"

Fan Paozi patted Xuyang on the shoulder and said with great sorrow:

"Good brother! The Helian Business Alliance is not simple, they are the monitoring organization left by the fairy world! Now that the interface group has lost contact with the fairy world, we have not disturbed each other, but after all, we are not on the same path, how can we let them know about this? It is definitely best to do it secretly! The most important point is that even if you don't say it clearly, if you ask them to come forward, you will owe them a favor, or spend a lot of spirit stones! My principle is, don't spend money if you can rob! And I'm poor! I don't have spirit stones! If you are willing to pay for the spirit stones, I will go to Ming Zun, and we will split it 50-50!"

Xuyang was grimacing after being patted by him. He couldn't help but roll his eyes and pointed in a certain direction.

"If you want to buy something like this, you'll have to spend at least 10 billion or 800 million. I don't have that many spirit stones! Let's just rob it! I've already sensed the location of the blood. It's over there."

A purple light flashed in Fan Paozi's eyes, and he squinted and said:

"That is a reception building, which should be the VIP area where those in the Mahayana stage live. Without using divine sense, we can't see it clearly. We have to get closer and find an opportunity to act as soon as possible. There is still a month before the auction starts. If someone takes it away in the middle and seals it off with powerful means, it will be difficult to track it."

"Take action now? What about Taoyao and the others?"

Xuyang's heart skipped a beat, and he asked with wide eyes, secretly complaining in his heart:
“Why are you using the same style as I did in the lower realm? If I force my way in, there are nearly twenty Mahayana masters here, including two at the Tribulation Crossing Stage! If I get involved in the aftermath of a fight of this level, I won’t have enough lives to survive.”

"What do you have to be afraid of with me here? There are at most a dozen Mahayana masters there, and most of them are outsiders. It is impossible for them to attack us together. Are you still afraid that I can't protect you? Just let Xiaotao and the others wait here, and after we succeed, we will pick them up and leave!" Fan Paozi chuckled.

Xuyang pondered for a moment and nodded helplessly. He had originally wanted to go to the Ten Thousand Races Auction, but he would have to wait until next time.

"Then how do you plan to sneak into the VIP building? I guess only those local monks with names and surnames will be allowed in."

"Well, that's a problem. Only those invited by Ming Zun himself can stay in the VIP building."

Fan Paozi pondered, his eyes rolling around, and then his gaze stopped on a figure not far away. It was a monk who had just come out of a shop. He was extremely tall and thin, but the shop owner was extremely respectful and greeted him all the way before looking back.

"Fellow Daoist Yansheng from the Long Body Clan! Wait for me where I am. I will be back soon."

Fan Paozi's eyes lit up, and he disappeared on the spot with a move of his body.

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