When she entered Bisuo City, she went shopping with Xuanyuan Yu, and thought it was interesting, so she bought a bunch of simulated ears of elves.It's unbelievable that it's actually coming in handy now.

All disguises are ready.

Holding Jianlong in his arms, Ling Luo walked towards the gate of the banyan tree.

As expected, it is not bad, it is a small temple.

On the ground of the temple, there is an extremely bright orange carpet, embroidered with totems and runes exclusive to the dark elves.

Inside the temple, it is extremely spacious.

The wall is thick and twisted root system, tangled together, airtight, and some green broad leaves are scattered on it.

On both sides of the temple, jade lanterns were burning, and the flames danced in clusters, illuminating the whole room.

At the end, there is a huge magic crystal.

Inside the magic crystal, there is a thick thing with a length of more than ten meters sealed, which looks like a branch.

"That's the one!"

Jianlong was very excited, his red-black eyes suddenly widened, and he roared under his throat: "The right corner of the emperor!"

Ling Luo raised her head, fixedly stared at the dragon horn sealed inside the magic crystal, her eyes looked a little confused, and asked, "Are you sure? Why does the shape look a bit weird to me?"

"It's unmistakable, it's definitely that one!" Qianlong couldn't help being excited, "The shape may be wrong, but the aura it exudes hasn't changed at all."

Ling Luo narrowed her eyes.

She gathered all her energy, gathered between her eyebrows, and felt it with her heart.

Black.

The power of extreme fire essence.

The surging dragon's breath was suppressed.

Her pupils suddenly lit up, shooting out an extremely sharp edge—that's right!

It is the dragon horn of the humble dragon.

The corners of Ling Luo's lips curled up in a satisfied arc.

The thing has been found, and the urgent task now is how to take out the dragon horn that is more than ten meters long and as thick as a giant tree.

She looked around, and saw that there were not many dark elves who came to worship and pray. Although there were not many of them, there were still two hundred of them.

She pretended to be a dark elf and rubbed heavily on her body with perfume, deliberately covering up her human aura.

Everything went perfectly.

"prison."

"Ok?"

"At such a short distance, is there a way for you to forcibly recall your right corner?"

"Yes." Jianlong was a little excited and asked, "When shall we start?"

Ling Luo's eyes darkened slightly, and said: "After you recall a dragon horn, we will evacuate as quickly as possible, and watch my gestures."

"Ok!"

Jianlong nodded emphatically, a look of determination flashed across his red-black eyes, his expression was unprecedentedly serious.

Ling Luo's eyes rolled around, and the most important thing fell on a dark elf woman sitting on a soft chair at the end of the temple.

Although the woman's figure was hidden in the darkness, there was absolutely no way for people to ignore her extremely powerful presence.

Even every person who came to worship and pray, when they saw that woman, bowed respectfully.

She is likely to be the real master of the entire temple.

As long as this woman is guarded against, the cheap dragon's plan to regain the dragon's horn will be half successful.

Ling Luo gave Jianlong a gesture.

The cheap dragon quietly approached the dragon horn sealed in the magic crystal.

Ling Luo, on the other hand, moved towards the woman in the shadow step by step. Under the long sleeves, in the palm of her hand, she quietly held the seal of the Moonlight God.

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