I'm not the underworld

Chapter 1180
The huge sound shook the entire Tangjiabao.

As soon as the disciple of the Tang Sect who was going to report entered the room, he saw the head of the Tang Sect looking in the direction of the shock in shock.

"Happened...what happened?" The head of the Tang Sect asked the disciple who had just entered the room in shock.

"Sect Master, someone is knocking at the door!" When this Tang Sect disciple just left, the gate had not been opened, so he could only report useless information at this time.

"Who? Who? How many people?" Tang Sect's head asked hastily.

"One... one person." The disciple who reported it also had a weird look on his face, and he stammered.

A person shouldn't make such a commotion.

At this time, in the room where Ao Lingyuan was being held, hearing such a noise, Ao Lingyuan couldn't help but look in the direction of the vibration, wondering what happened.

In fact, in the past two days of being locked up here, she has tried various methods to escape from here.

But it was useless. This room seemed to be specially set up to deal with dragons. No matter what method she used, she couldn't get out of the trap.

Could it be that there really is a clan of hunting dragons in the world?
Ao Lingyuan expressed doubts about this, because the legend of the dragon hunting clan only exists in the legendary books of human beings, and those classics in the Dragon Palace do not have any records of "hunting dragon clan" at all.

"Sect Master, where do you want to go?" The Sect Master of the Tang Sect was about to go to the control room of Tangjiabao, which was the core of the entire Tangjiabao.

Not only does it have a monitoring system that can monitor the entire Tangjiabao, but it can also manipulate all hidden weapons in the Tangjiabao, release poisonous gas, and so on.

It's a pity that just as he stepped out of the door, he saw a young man wearing a very simple T-shirt and slacks, blocking his way out.

It is obviously a modern casual attire, with the youthful vigor of a student, but the long sword in his hand has added countless mysterious atmospheres to him.

Let this guy who should be like a sunny boy instantly become mysterious, powerful, and even tall.

With a bit of incompatibility with the times, he is as free and easy as a sword fairy.

"Chen Yifan!" The head of the Tang Sect said in a deep voice, but no matter how hard he tried to hide it, the shock in his words could still be heard.

He knew Chen Yifan. The nearest Xunlong Villa was on the cusp of the storm. In the entire southwest area, there were probably not many practitioners who didn't know Chen Yifan.

"The outside world's evaluation of you is indeed correct, the unworldly evildoer, only 16 years old..." The head of the Tang Sect's face became even more serious.

"Hey—don't brag! Don't feel inferior, I'm really more than 16 years old." Chen Yifan grinned and raised his hand to stop the head of the Tang Sect from continuing.

Although he also really wants to be 16 years old forever, and always be a high-spirited young man.

But he knew very well that the vast memory, like a sea of ​​smoke, had been reminding him all the time.

Where is the young man, but an old monster with a longer lifespan than the world.

It's just an appearance.

Ok……

I have to say that with the passage of time, Chen Yifan recently felt that he often had the pessimistic attitude of an elderly person.

Upon hearing his words, the head of the Tang Sect's eyes widened suddenly, and looked at Chen Yifan in shock.

"More than 16? No wonder! No wonder!"

"Wait, it's not unfair to lose!" Tang Sect Sect Master dejectedly, smiled helplessly, and murmured.

"I know you are here for the dragon, and the Tang Sect is willing to offer it to you, as long as the dragon has scales and armor." The head of the Tang Sect clasped his hands, trying to negotiate with Chen Yifan.

It doesn't matter whether it is cooperating with "Mr. Yi" from the Dragon Hunting Clan or Chen Yifan from Xunlong Villa, as long as they can get some benefits.

Chen Yifan shook his head when he heard the words of the head of the Tang Sect.

"I want Shenlong, which is different from you."

According to ancient records, the dragon has the power to call wind and rain, move mountains and fill seas.

A suit of scales, flesh and blood, dragon balls, muscles and bones, all of which are treasures.

Whether it is used for alchemy or medicine, or for refining tools, it is an excellent thing, enough to be passed down as a treasure to future generations.

But for Chen Yifan, of course it was different.

Even in the world, it's not as good as Yuan'er's scales, how could he be willing to really hurt her?

The head of the Tang Sect showed an unbelieving smile, and was about to speak, but Chen Yifan pointed his sword at his throat: "Take me to see her!"

"Master Chen, if you agree..."

"Hmph!" Chen Yifan snorted coldly, his eyes gradually became sharper.

"Sect Leader Tang, if you cooperate, I will keep your Tang Sect lineage. If you don't agree, don't blame me for being cruel!" Chen Yifan swung his sword away without any fluctuation of mana. Lying on the ground, I lost my breath.

The head of the Tang Sect's back felt cold, and he didn't notice any fluctuations in mana and sword energy. Even if he wanted to hide, he couldn't hide.

At this moment, Chen Yifan's goal was only that unlucky disciple.

If his target is himself, is he already lying down?
"I'll take you there!" Looking at the disciples of the Tang Sect rushing over from afar, the head of the Tang Sect replied with a wry smile.

Immediately, lead the way ahead.

"Sect Master!" The Tang Sect disciples who had just arrived all looked at Chen Yifan vigilantly, and some couldn't help but want to attack Chen Yifan.

Holding a sword in one hand, Chen Yifan followed the head of the Tang Sect, leisurely, seemingly unprepared.

"Stop!" The head of the Tang Sect stopped the Tang Sect disciples who were about to attack.

"Master!"

"You are no match for him." The head of the Tang Sect waved his hand.

"us……"

"You are not together!" Before the disciples of the Tang Sect could finish speaking, the head of the Tang Sect interrupted them.

A few faint shadows appeared from Chen Yifan's side.

The one closest to him is even only a palm away.

"Back off!" The head of the Tang Sect scolded.

Several gradually solidified figures stared at Chen Yifan closely, with unwilling expressions on their faces, but they still had to retreat.

Chen Yifan smiled faintly, and glanced at the head of the Tang Sect: "As expected of the head of the Tang Sect."

The head of the Tang Sect only smiled bitterly when he heard this "commendation".

Immediately, he silently led the way.

Passing through the dark corridor, a well-equipped, even somewhat luxurious room appeared in front of him.

"It's you!" Ao Lingyuan leaned against the window, watching Chen Yifan walking over among a large group of Tang Sect disciples, she couldn't help but exclaimed in surprise.

But soon, the look of surprise was hidden again, and he lowered his head, a little embarrassed.

He left without saying goodbye, but he came to save himself.

"Open the door!" Chen Yifan ordered to the head of the Tang Sect.

"Come out!" The door opened, but Ao Lingyuan didn't immediately leave the room she hated, instead she hid inside like an ostrich and couldn't come out.

"You don't want to leave?" Chen Yifan looked at her, smiled, and asked.

"Master Tang, the so-called invitation to the gods is easy and it is difficult to send the gods away. It seems that Lord Shenlong doesn't want to leave!"

"But today, if I don't take her back, I won't be happy." Of course, Chen Yifan was reluctant to threaten Ao Lingyuan, and even felt a little guilty. Fortunately, there was someone taking advantage of him by his side.

(End of this chapter)