The king will never go to court

Chapter 142 Chapter 141: Strike with all your strength, stay still (1 daily updates, please subscribe)
"What should I do now? To chase or not to chase?"

The thin old man in black robe withdrew his perception and asked the old man in gray shirt beside him.

"Chase?" The gray-shirted old man shook his head and returned directly to the dim seal.

"You have a way?"

The thin old man in black robe came to the side, looking down helplessly.You can clearly perceive that there are people under the seal, but you can't do anything about it.

"The two of us tried it together, and I'm not sure. Just now, you saw that Liu Jing's full blow did not break the seal of the formation."

"If the two of us attack together, but still can't break the seal of the formation below, then we can only think of other ways."

"Like our previous method?" A strange look appeared on the face of the thin old man in black robe.

The two Heavenly Human Realm powerhouses in Beiyang actually wanted to hide their aura and lurk completely.Be a good oriole.

"En!" The old man in gray shirt nodded.

Suddenly!A powerful aura gathered between the heavens and the earth, and the vitality of the heavens and the earth within a radius of tens of miles quickly gathered here.

"Breaking Sky Finger!"

"Overlord Sword Art!"

One is the full blow of the old man in black robe, and the other is the full blow of the old man in gray shirt.

In the void, there was darkness.The original cold light was completely covered.

A one-finger phantom with a length of one hundred feet fell from the sky, and at the other end, a phantom of a giant sword with a length of hundreds of feet also formed in the void above the old man's head in gray.

The surrounding forests and trees were shaking, and even the mountains under the seal were shaking. The waterfall hanging in the mountains was completely cut off, and the upper half was directly sucked into the sky, trying to break through the dim formation seal above.

Above the deep valley, the sounds of thunder and explosions were continuously heard from the sky, and all the vitality of the surrounding world was shattered by the huge one-finger phantom and domineering phantom.

The entire sky seemed to be about to explode, and the invisible heaven and earth vitality in the void appeared pieces of shattered ripples, which were continuously affected and flew to farther places.

"How about it?"

Sensing the ever-decreasing vitality of the world around him, the old man in black robe glanced at the formation seal below, his brows still frowning.

The gray-shirted old man was suspended on the dim seal streamer, his feet lightly rested on the cracked runes, and said lightly, "It works!"

"Then let's try a few more times?" The thin old man in black robe blew his beard and stared angrily.

"Forget it! If the two of us still use our own skills, I am afraid that the mountains and rivers here will be completely razed to the ground." The old man in gray shirt looked at the surrounding scene outside the seal. The aftermath of the attack destroyed.

The mountains and rocks fell, the ancient trees and giant trees fell sideways, the original green forests revealed gray rocks, and the streams and rivers in the deep valleys were also cut off in the middle.

But there was only a slight crack in the runes on the formation seal under their feet.

"The person who set up this formation must be a master of formation. I'm afraid it will be difficult for us to completely destroy it by force. Unless..."

"Or completely destroy the mountains and rivers here, anyway, it is not the place of our Beiyang Dynasty."

The thin old man in black robe looked indifferent.While speaking, the breath in the robe swelled again.

"This way, isn't it inappropriate? It would be too embarrassing to be criticized by those literati and poets in Dongyang!"

There was a trace of restraint in the eyes of the old man in gray shirt, and at the same time he stopped the thin old man in black robe with his right hand.

"You always look forward and backward like this. Once the people from Yunan City come, even if we get the real dragon, I'm afraid we won't be able to leave the territory of the Dongyang Dynasty."

The old man in black flicked his robe, and the strong wind that had just gathered in his sleeves was dissipated directly.

"I can't help it. The old man is always a face-saving person, unlike some people. He has been reckless all his life, otherwise he would not have been sent to Dongyang Dynasty."

"Go, go! Are you the same?"

"Me? That's because the kids from the royal family don't trust you, okay?"

"Okay, I'm not talking to you. Tell me, what do you want to do?"

The thin old man in black robe restrained his mind, and calmly looked at the old man in gray shirt who was still looking down at the runes at his feet.

"What is our purpose?"

"Of course it is to investigate the real dragon's birth." The old man in black robe put his hands on his chest and sat directly in the void.

The Southern Region was the most desolate place in the Dongyang Dynasty, so it was ignored by the Dynasty and left to the dynasties to compete for.

The Dongyang Dynasty was only entrusted to the Feng family who had guarded the Southern Region for generations.

The Feng family has guarded Yunan City for generations and managed dozens of dynasties in the Southern Region for the Dongyang Dynasty.

If it weren't for the sudden news that a real dragon had descended here, various dynasties would have sent powerful men to the territory of Qian Kingdom.

None of the secret agents of the Beiyang Dynasty lurking in the Tianlong City of the Dongyang Dynasty knew that there was such a place.

The main reason is that it is too desolate, and some martial arts families and hermit sects in Beiyang will not pay attention to this place.

Therefore, when the Beiyang Dynasty heard that there was a place called Nanyu in Dongyang, and it seemed that the real dragon had disappeared, they all scoffed at first.

Until the spies lurking in Tianlong City sent back accurate news, that is, the real dragon appeared twice before and after, burning thousands of black armored cavalry, and shaking the imperial capital of Qianguo.

The Beiyang Dynasty sent two half-step "Heavenly Man" powerhouses to secretly sneak into the Southern Region to investigate the matter.

The old man in gray shirt looked at the runes under his feet and fell into deep thought. After a long time, he raised his head, looked at the thin old man in black robe sitting in the void above, and said calmly, "You and I have both seen this real dragon with our own eyes. "

"That's right, I saw it with my own eyes. There is no fake!" The thin old man in black robe scratched his messy white hair and said casually.

"The real dragon was injured by the people of Qianguo and Liu Jing from Dongyang. This is what we saw with our own eyes, right?"

"What exactly do you want to say?" The thin old man in black robe was a little impatient, with a hint of anger in his tone.

"Don't you think so?" The gray-shirted old man's eyes were calm, and the expression in his pupils was as clear as water.

"Yes, we saw it with our own eyes. But Qianguo's Meteorite Iron Bed Crossbow is really good. Ordinary first-rank powerhouses really have to be careful."

The thin old man in black rubbed the robe on his lap with both hands, and there were even several holes.

"Little brother, did you hear that? We didn't hurt you, a real dragon." The old man in gray shirt slowly stood up and looked towards a certain direction in the void.

"Who?!"

The old man in black robe also stood up abruptly, following the gaze of the old man in gray robe.

A young man slowly came out from behind a dark cloud, his steps were extremely steady, but extremely strange.

The person who came was Xie Wufeng who hurried back to the sky above the valley. At this moment, he was wearing a light blue robe with a jade belt tied around his waist. His slender figure looked even more aloof and arrogant under the cold moon.

"Him? You said he is the Lord of True Dragons?"

The thin old man in black robe looked casually, Xie Wufeng, "Cut! How can a second-rank martial artist be the real dragon master?"

"If I were that fire dragon, what would I do?" The black-robed old man got stuck in his throat just halfway through his words.

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