Chaos Ancestor Dragon Art

Chapter 185 Ten Thousand Mission Points
There was no huge movement, nor any fancy movements.

Ji Rufeng's protective mana was directly shattered with one strike of the dragon's claw, and even his body was torn apart by the berserk thunder.

Ji Rufeng didn't even have a chance to use a treasure talisman or use a defensive method.

Long Hao's speed, which is different from ordinary people, is simply shocking.

Puff!

Dig out the golden core and cut off the head.

A smile appeared on Long Hao's face: "[-] mission points, good luck."

In the Holy Land of Waving Light, one task point is roughly equivalent to 100 yuan of low-grade spirit stones.

Ten thousand mission points worth millions of spirit stones.

You can practice for a month under the time acceleration of the Seven Star Pagoda.

Putting the heads of Jin Dan and Ji Rufeng into the Prisoner Dragon Ring, Long Hao picked up the other party's storage bag again, showing a look of expectation: "Since he is a guy who regards money as his life, he should have accumulated a lot of wealth to save money." right."

However, after opening it, Long Hao found to his dismay that there were not many spiritual stone pills in it. Apart from the materials from many monsters and a few spiritual herbs, there wasn't even a single decent magic weapon.

With this wealth, he is not even as good as the disciples of the Divine Ability Realm in the Yaoguang Holy Land.

"This kind of poor guy, what's the benefit of betraying the Fluctlight Holy Land?"

According to Long Hao's knowledge, the disciples of the Jindan territory in Yaoguang Holy Land have at least 100 yuan of middle-grade spirit stones to enshrine every month, and there are many other benefits.
No matter what, it won't be like this.

Just when he was wondering, Long Hao found two more things in it.

One is a purple jade token shining with special spiritual power, and a simple big clock is depicted on it.

"Immortal Artifact—Nine Dragons Zixiao Bell!"

"Isn't this the symbol of Zixiao Holy Land?"

After inserting his spiritual thoughts into it, Long Hao discovered that what was recorded in the purple jade token was Ji Rufeng's identity information.

"It turns out that this guy is a disciple of Zixiao Holy Land, and he has been assigned to Yaoguang Holy Land as a spy before."

How could such a person wantonly kill his fellow disciples at the expense of exposing his identity for a mere 50 low-grade spirit stones?
It must be those fellow disciples who discovered his secret, that's why they killed him.

"Zixiao Holy Land, good trick."

With a sneer, Long Hao picked up another parchment, opened it, and saw that it recorded the topographical map of the surrounding area, and also made many marks.

"Is there any treasure hidden here?"

While Long Hao was thinking, there was a sudden movement in the forest not far away.

Then, a petite and agile figure rushed over, it was Long Xiaomiao.

However, looking at Long Xiaomiao running over from Pidiandian, Long Hao frowned slightly, and found that the other person's hair was dirty and messy, his left front leg was even bald, and there was a big blood-red bump on his head. Bag……

"It's like someone's been beaten."

To be able to beat the slippery Long Xiaomiao like this, the other party is either a top expert, or there are many strong people who attack and beat it together.

"Woooo..."

As soon as she saw Long Hao, Long Xiaomiao rushed over, hugged her neck and cried loudly: "I almost can't come back, those scoundrels are too hateful..."

Along the way, Long Xiaomiao was chased and intercepted, and rushed out of several blockades before slipping back in a thrilling manner, which made the little guy very angry.

"Okay, okay, don't cry, tell me what happened?"

After comforting her for a while, Long Xiaomiao finally wiped away her snot and tears, but as soon as she opened her eyes, she saw a headless corpse lying on the ground.

The big eyes opened round and round, and he pointed at the corpse angrily and said, "Zuan is them, it is these scoundrels who bullied me..."

"Father wants to avenge Ben Meow!"

Long Hao was taken aback, then took out Ji Rufeng's head and showed it to Long Xiaomiao: "Are you sure it's him?"

Long Xiaomiao nodded his head, raised his left front paw, and said angrily, "This was cut by the wind blade he played. They knew each other even if they turned into ashes..."

"It seems that there is indeed a treasure here."

According to Long Xiaomiao's description, he is a disciple of Zixiao Holy Land, who discovered from an ancient map that there is actually a strong man's cave here.

In order to obtain the inheritance and treasures in the cave, Ji Rufeng was one of them who contacted more than a dozen powerful Jindan realms to explore.

After being smashed by Long Xiaomiao, these people instantly became murderous.

In order to keep it secret, he even threatened to kill all the monsters and humans here.

"Zixiao Holy Land, so overbearing!"

Long Hao's eyes suddenly turned cold.

The man who was chased by Yi Jianyun before had nowhere to go and nowhere to go, in order to use the forbidden technique desperately, his meridians were almost cut off and he died. He had been recuperating and practicing for more than a month before he barely recovered.

Now that his strength has soared, Long Hao is thinking about how to take revenge.

Unexpectedly, the strong man from Zixiao Holy Land would come directly to his door and even beat his cat.

Tolerable or unbearable!
"Go, go kill them!"

It is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge.

Long Hao takes revenge and seizes the day and night!
"Hmph, those scoundrels, I want their faces to be dug up!"

One person and one cat immediately took action with a murderous look.

The parchment scroll that Ji Rufeng got from him was a copy of Gu Tu.

Although the location of the strong man's cave was not clearly marked on it, it marked the meeting point between them, which presumably was near the strong man's cave.

……

In the depths of this wild mountain, there is a very ordinary cliff.

It was approaching noon, but there were figures with strong auras, gathering from all directions one after another.

Not long after, more than a dozen people had gathered in a grotto under the cliff.

"The agreed time has passed, what happened to Ji Rufeng?"

A woman with mean lips and a cold expression said impatiently.

"That kid has always regarded money as his life, maybe he found something good, so delay it."

"Hmph, Ji Rufeng always likes to eat alone, so I don't think there's any need to wait for him?"

These people have different thoughts, and they all covet the inheritance and treasures in the strong man's cave, and they all wish to have a share of the pie.

"That kid Ji Rufeng won't die, will he?"

After a while, before Ji Rufeng appeared, a burly man holding a saber couldn't help but sneered.

"probably not."

"This barren mountain is not a paradise, there are no powerful monsters, and it is surrounded by secular national forces. There is not even a powerful sect. Who can kill him?"

From their point of view, Ji Rufeng is a strong man in the Golden Core Realm after all, and he can fly in the air, so he won't die silently no matter what, right?
"Forget it, wait another quarter of an hour. If Ji Rufeng still doesn't show up, we can do it ourselves."

The woman with the gloomy expression was obviously the strongest. When she opened her mouth, although everyone was a little upset, they didn't dare to open their mouths to question anything.

It's a pity, Ji Rufeng and the others couldn't wait, but there was a pair of evil stars in the corner, staring at them.

(End of this chapter)