Villain: The wife of the heroine, the Emperor of Heaven?I will marry you

This time, it was the turn of the saints to make trouble.

According to Gu Feng, as long as he waits without showing malice.

You will be able to get through this difficulty safely.

But that is the record of people like Yuan Tianshi, and it may not be applicable to them.

Perhaps it was the price paid by the previous generation of Yuan Tianshi, or the dragon descendant group in the devil's blood mist was in a good mood for a while.

This is all very uncertain stuff.

"Brothers, what should we do, should we keep the disciples here?" A saint monk said hesitantly.

After experiencing many hardships before, there are only a few thousand descendants of the Holy Land Dynasty left.

If you go on, I am afraid that the whole army will really be wiped out.

But soon, this hesitation was broken by a cold voice transmission: "Their fate was already decided when they set off. How can such a woman's kindness make a big deal?"

The one who spoke was the Desolate Sun Sage of the Great Desolate Dynasty.

I saw him standing in front of the devil's blood mist, and submerging one hand into the bottomless blood mist with a calm face.

It seems to be testing the power of the blood mist.

"It's amazing, even a saint like me, in this blood mist, can't tell the way forward, and his spiritual consciousness is completely shielded, as if I've never had this arm before!" The desolate sage secretly thought in his heart surprise.

At the same time, the killing intent that had been silent for a long time burst out immediately.

"There were many opportunities to attack earlier, but they were not safe. I was waiting for such an opportunity."

Their Great Desolate Dynasty, this trip is not only determined to obtain the relics of the Blood Dragon Demon Court, but also has the task of getting rid of Su Xunge, a potential threat.

Ever since entering the depths of Juelong Ridge, the Desolate Sun Sage has been looking for such an opportunity.

However, under the watchful eyes of everyone, there is no possibility of doing anything.

It wasn't until he saw this fog that could block his spiritual consciousness and vision that he realized that his chance had come.

In his mind, there was an inadvertent hint of ruthlessness on the face of the sage Huangyang.

While secretly transmitting voices to stop the army from stagnating, he also contacted the accomplices who had conspired together earlier.

"Everyone, the time has come. Let us execute the future star of Great Xia in this fog."

"If we are held accountable afterwards, we can also put the blame on the dragon descendants in the devil's blood mist and let them be our scapegoats." The desolate yang sage said sadly.

And at the same time.

Among the crowd of monks on the other side, a total of six saints shrank their pupils at the same time.

Their identities speak for themselves.

Although each occupies a high position, it is a holy place, the emperor of the dynasty or the elder of the Supreme.

But at this time, they all wanted to kill a young junior at the same time.

"Huangyang, can this work?" A sage asked secretly through voice transmission: "According to what Yuan Tianshi Gufeng said, it is difficult to distinguish the way forward in the devil's blood fog, and the senses of spiritual sense will be blocked."

"Although we won't be easily discovered if we do it, we also can't find the trace of that kid."

"I'm afraid it's not appropriate to do it in such a dangerous environment."

The sage of Huangyang frowned slightly.

Apparently this question bothered him too.

"Is it possible that such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity should be given up?" He whispered in his heart.

But at this moment, an emperor from the Yuling Dynasty on the other side suddenly excitedly said: "Fellow daoists, don't panic, isn't it just to track down a junior who is in the realm of great power? I have a way."

Everyone cast their gazes at him in unison.

I saw him standing standing among the crowd, with a thin body, a pale face, and a childlike face with white hair, with the appearance of a noble man, but there was still a trace of ruthlessness in his eyes.

"Fellow Daoist Dog Feng, what can you do?" Saint Huangyang hurriedly asked.

The old imperial lord who was previously known as the dog seal was confident, and the corner of his mouth was slightly raised.

Immediately, a determined sound transmission was released: "I have a spirit beast, a sky-seeking dog. Although its cultivation is not strong, and it is not even the realm of an ordinary powerful monk, it is always a rare alien species. As long as you get the enemy's A trace of Qi will be like a hunting dog searching for prey, even if it is thousands of miles away, it can firmly lock on to the target."

The desolate sun sage was overjoyed, and the excitement almost overflowed his calm appearance: "That's really great."

"With the help of Fellow Daoist Dog Feng, this time I will definitely be able to kill that kid in the bud."

In this way, the seven saints secretly formulated a specific strategy to intercept and kill Su Xunge.

With the seven of them as the leader, while Su Xunge is still outside the blood fog.Let the dog seal the sage to use his spirit beast to capture Su Xunge's aura.

Afterwards, they could sit on the sidelines and wait quietly for Su Xunge to come to their door.

On the other side, Su Xunge was still in a state of ignorance about the conspiracy of the sage of Huangyang. Hearing this ancient explanation about the devil's blood mist, he couldn't help showing a weird smile.

"Dragonborn?" Su Xunge gently touched his chin, looking at Longzhi strangely.

You must know that dragon descendants are different from ordinary dragon beasts without wisdom.

That is a title that only monsters who have inherited the pure dragon blood can bear the title.

And this place is known as the place where the relics of the blood dragon demon court are buried, so the identities of these dragon descendants are self-evident.

The same Long Zhi also showed a trace of uneasy sadness.

She can feel it.

The devil's blood mist had a blood calling to her.

Seems like nothing, can't tell clearly, the way is unknown, but there are always inextricably linked.

In the eyes of others, it seemed to be a chaotic mist, but in her eyes, it was just an ordinary mist slightly stained with blood.

Long Zhi frowned.

I can't help but recall the stories I heard from the elders of Huanlong Mountain when I was young.

Legend has it that when the blood dragon demon court was destroyed, it was the most prosperous era for the blood dragon clan.

There are tens of thousands of dragon sons and grandsons, and they even have the momentum to overwhelm the Zhongzhou people at that time
But in the end, because of a natural and man-made disaster, the family died.

Those dragon sons and grandsons also fled to death.

Among them are not only the close branches of their royal blood.

There are also quite a few offshoots that have inherited the dragon's blood but are not pure.

In the end, they Huanlongshan fled to Xiao Nantian's otherworldly land.

After several 10 years of rest and recuperation, he finally recovered a bit of vitality, but compared to its former glory, it fell into the dust.

Some members of the ethnic group once proposed to go out to find the descendants of other ethnic groups, but in the end it was nothing.