There are always fairies plotting against me

"It's just like the dead water returning to Yin and then to Yang. The disguise is average, but someone should take the bait."

"Can I still change back?"

“Once you’ve put out the bait, why do you have to retrieve it?”

"Hmm?" Mu Qingyue looked at Lu Jinan: "Junior brother, you won't use him anymore?"

Lu Jinan smiled and said, "There are many dragons here. This is just a Demon King. It is no longer useful. I will collect a few more Dragon Kings."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Jinan kicked down the trapezoidal shape formed by the pile of monster heads: "The Nanda Realm has not been completely eroded."

Because the Taoism he learned from the Great Emperor Mingu Shandu is still useful here.

When these monsters died, they went to the underworld of Yunding Continent.

This means that the souls of the dead in the Nandajie are still under the jurisdiction of the underworld in Yunding.

But it is impossible to turn the monster into a corpse demon through stagnant water.

Because aura and dark matter do not connect.

"Junior brother, can you search souls?"

"Yeah." Lu Jinan nodded: "Everything can become a spirit, and everything can also become a demon, but the speed at which things here become demonic is too fast.

It would take at least five hundred years for the top-grade immortal grass in the outside world to become a spirit, but the grass here only takes twenty years to become a demon.

The large-scale demon-elimination campaign that takes place once every century is the result of experiments.

Mu Qingyue hummed, "Quite a few people have come down the mountain, but they have been held back by Zhao Shize and the others and are not allowed to go up the mountain for the time being."

"Waiting for an incense stick. If no dragons come..."

Lu Jinan paused, and while performing the Heguangtongchen Dao method to conceal his own and his senior sister's aura, the corners of his mouth rose slightly: "Okay, no need to wait for a rotten incense."

In the sky, the dragon's might is overwhelming.

Lu Jinan narrowed his eyes slightly.

"The demonic energy of these dragons will not dissipate."

Chapter 315 Is the dragon breath of the young fish so strong?

At the foot of Xianyue Mountain.

Because of the sudden appearance of the dragon clan, the originally calm crowd suddenly became noisy, and everyone's eyes secretly turned to Zhao Shize in the middle.

If Zhao Shize hadn't stopped them from going up, they might have been able to get a glimpse of the dragon treasure here.

As we all know, the dragon clan is powerful, but also lustful and likes to collect treasures. Therefore, every dragon tomb discovered in the past can be said to be a huge treasure.

Now that a golden dragon tomb that has not been corroded by dark matter has been discovered in Nandajie, one can imagine how great opportunities are contained therein.

Now the dragons have arrived, though not many...

Ok?

Not many people come?

All those present are cultivators at the Tribulation Realm, and the few dragons that came are only Dragon Emperors————"

Whether the dragons are fighting them one by one or they are fighting the dragons in groups, they have the upper hand.

Many monks looked around and became more confident.

If there were only a dozen or twenty people, they might not be a match for the Dragon Emperors, but there were hundreds of Tribulation Realm cultivators present.

Add to that the direct disciples of the Wandao Sect and other five sects and seven academies who have reached the Tribulation Realm, how many Dragon Emperors can they not capture?

When they thought of this, many cultivators began to secretly look at Zhao Shize again.

After all, the third seat in the Wandao Sect's biography has the highest status among those present, and only by speaking up can the hundreds of Tribulation Realm cultivators present be united, so that no cultivator would be idle in the process of encircling and suppressing these Dragon Emperors.

Everyone is here for the dragon treasure, but no one wants to die in the process of encircling the Dragon King because of some people's lack of effort.

Zhao Shize was looking at the five Dragon Emperors in the sky with a calm expression. He didn't recognize any of these five Dragon Emperors, so he thought they must be the Dragon Emperors from the ancient court in the upper realm of the demon clan.

Of course there is some fear, after all, the inheritance occupied by the upper realm is indeed deeper than that of the lower realm.

But what concerned him more now was that the demonic energy of these five Dragon Emperors did not seem to be dissipating.

However, not many monks have discovered this yet.

Unfortunately, there were too few idiots, and no one jumped out to accuse him of wasting time and messing up the situation.

But then again, among the cultivators who can cultivate to the level of transcending tribulation and overcome the heavenly tribulation, how many of them are fools?

Zhao Shize sighed in his heart, but fortunately... he had made arrangements in advance.

He put his hands behind his back and was about to speak, attracting a lot of people's attention, but at this moment an inappropriate voice was heard from behind.

"Friend Zhao, it's all your fault for stalling. This is the dragon clan's cemetery. Now that the dragons have arrived, they know the mechanisms inside the tomb better than we do. What do you think we should do now?"

"What nonsense are you talking about? With so many of us, are we really afraid of five Dragon Kings? Just rush in and kill four first, then capture the remaining one and let him lead the way!"

"Fellow Daoist, you are absolutely right. With so many of us, are we still afraid of five Dragon Emperors?"

"Pah! I don't recognize any of these five Dragon Emperors. They're obviously from the Ancient Court of the Upper Realm. Who knows what it will cost to succeed? Even if no one dies, consuming too much spiritual energy in a place like the Southern Great Realm is a dead end!"

"I don't care. If you want to kill me, go ahead. I'm going to grab the treasure first!"

One person rushed out directly and headed towards Xianyue Mountain.

"Yes, someone has to fight the Dragon Emperor. I'm going to grab the treasure first!"

Amidst the whispering voices, commotion broke out.

Then more and more people rushed towards Xianyue Mountain.

"Dear fellow Taoists, don't be anxious——"

Zhao Shize shouted loudly, but he couldn't stop the noisy crowd.

Because this is the situation he wanted under the orders of the Son of God, the public opinion formed by the red cop and the white cop will increase its credibility.

It’s a mess, it’s a mess.

If things get chaotic, it will be easier to take action against the body-stealers from the upper realm.

What good is being smart when facing the dragon’s treasure?

Who doesn’t want to get a treasure and take a step further on the path to immortality?

Zhao Shize looked at his fellow disciples calmly, and through their eye contact, he was ready to hunt down the body-stealers in the chaos.

Dozens of leading monks in the Tribulation Realm reached the middle of the mountain in a few jumps, but a monster suddenly appeared and blocked their way.

Seeing this, the monks following behind immediately avoided them and headed towards higher places on Xianyue Mountain.

Zhao Shize spoke at the right moment: "You acted without even knowing how many monsters there are on this mountain—"

His voice paused, because the monks who came up from both sides of Xianyue Mountain turned around and ran back as if they had seen something terrifying.

"Monsters, an army of monsters!"

Zhao Shize's expression changed slightly when he heard the shouting, and then he saw densely packed monsters on the other side of the mountain coming into everyone's sight.

Looks like a human but not a human, looks like a monster but not a monster.

The only thing they have in common is their whirlpool-like eyes.

The powerful monster held a halberd in his hand, spoke a language different from the Yunding language, and then roared and swung the halberd.

Monsters of various sizes, some with only half a body or one hand, were charging forward with deafening force.

Zhao Shize's face darkened. This was not part of the Holy Son's plan. How could so many monsters suddenly appear?

He looked up at the five dragon kings in the sky with playful expressions. It was indeed these five dragons that attracted him.

Because the monsters in the Nanda Realm love things that are full of energy and blood.

But why not attack the dragon clan?

It's not like monsters can't fly.

While Zhao Shize was pondering, hundreds of monks had already fallen into chaos and some had begun to evacuate.

With so many powerful monsters and the Dragon King watching closely from the side, a head-on confrontation would obviously be a disadvantage.

"Third Brother, let's..."

"Without orders from the Holy Son, act according to the plan." Zhao Shize's eyes sharpened: "The more chaotic it is, the easier it will be to strike."

The disciples of the Wandao Sect quietly dispersed among the crowd. Zhao Shize's voice spread: "Fight and retreat at the same time. Reinforcements will arrive soon. If you only flee and don't fight, don't blame me for showing no mercy!"

This way, there is one more reason.

Zhao Shize drew his sword.

"It would be better if they were all dead."

In the sky, Fu Hui sneered, then turned his head to look at the golden dragon head that was gradually disappearing on the top of Xianyue Mountain, and narrowed his eyes.

"Is it Fu Lin or the ancestor?" Yuan Qian glanced at Fu Hui, his voice uncertain.

According to the original intelligence, Fu Lin had already died and turned into a pitch-black dragon. How could he still look like a golden dragon?

Fu Hui pondered, "I'm not sure, but I don't sense much of the ancestral aura here."

As a dragon, they would naturally have some sense of the ancient tombs of their ancestors, but at the moment——

After thinking for a few seconds, he made a decision: "Yuan Qian, Cong Yun, you two come with me to take a look, and then you two will be ready to meet them and escape."

Fu Hui led Yuan Gan and Qing Congyun down the mountain. "With the three of us, even if this is a plot by Lu Jinan and Mu Qingyue, even if we are no match for them, we can still retreat safely."

Yuan Gan and Qing Congyun did not say anything, obviously agreeing with Fu Hui's point of view.

The three Fuhui dragons who transformed and landed on the top of the mountain did not see any human figures, but they all looked at a stone at the same time.

A hint of surprise flashed in Lu Jinan's eyes as he sat on the stone. Was he discovered?

“Lu Jinan, it’s really your method.”

Fu Hui's face darkened, but unexpectedly he did not leave immediately.

Hearing his voice, Lu Jinan knew that they had not discovered his senior sister.

This is interesting.

Lu Jinan simply stopped hiding. He put away his Heguangtongchen Dao Fa and looked at the suspicion in Fuhui Sanlong's eyes. He slowly said, "Aren't you going to run?"

The three jump talismans disappeared silently into the space.

Behind them, countless monsters rushed forward the moment they saw Lu Jinan.

With his senior sister around, Lu Jinan felt relieved.

Fu Hui stared at Lu Jinan, then looked around: "The dragon treasure here has been taken by you."

Lu Jinan looked at Fu Hui with interest: "What do you mean?"

"You have the aura of our people, very special—"

Fu Hui paused because he saw Mu Qingyue standing behind Lu Jinan with her back to them.

The sword energy was like a storm, strangling the densely packed monsters.

He looked at Lu Jinan deeply. The dragon energy on this first genius of the human race in the lower world was definitely not something that could be obtained simply by tasting dragon meat or refining the dragon's inner elixir.

Even his golden dragon bloodline would yearn for and tremble at this dragon energy.

Fu Hui didn't know the reason, but there was no doubt that the dragon treasures on Lu Jinan and even the dragon treasures in this place were very special.

Unfortunately, Lu Jinan got there first.

The stakes are high.

"Let's go!" Fu Hui said to Yuan Gan and Qing Congyun, and turned into a dragon and rose from the ground.

Lu Jinan looked at the three giant dragons rising into the sky, and he already had the answer in his heart.

Fu Hui and the others probably sensed the scent of young fish on him.

But the young fish has never had overly close contact with me, so how could this dragon energy still remain?

Is the taste so strong?