Battle Dragon Lingshen

Chapter 794 Yufeng God Race
Fairy Baijiao's favor is not insignificant, you know, she is the leader of the entire Misty Pavilion, Aoyunlong is only an eighth-rank Martial God, and it is almost impossible for her to make a move for him once.

Of course, Ao Yunlong knew in his heart that all this was thanks to Ling Fengyun.

Although he is not very familiar with Ling Fengyun, but when he attended the banquet earlier, the appearance of the elders of the Ling family gave Ao Yunlong an accurate message that Ling Fengyun will appear in front of him again soon.

This guess is not groundless, nor is it non-existent.

"Okay, then I'll wait and see." The other party's promise is hard to buy, and Ao Yunlong believes that Fairy Baijiao will not break her promise.

With Fairy Baijiao's guarantee, Aoyunlong had a little expectation for the treasure hunt at the stigmata site. On the eve of the chaos, he was guarded by a ninth-rank Martial God, which immediately reduced the danger index by countless numbers.

It can be seen that with Fairy Baijiao's promise, Ao Yunlong's treasure hunting operation can be much easier.

"Okay, then I'll be waiting for the good news. Young master, please tell him. Do you still remember the oath made seven years ago?"

After Fairy Baijiao finished speaking, she left Ao Yunlong with a faint light and shadow, and the faint fragrance floated and disappeared in an instant.

"Boss, this deal is really a good deal. This little girl has a strong cultivation and can clear the obstacles ahead for us." Dark Flying Eagle said meanly.

"Little girl?" Ao Yunlong was a little speechless.

"That's right, it's a little girl. In Ben Ying's eyes, her bone age is not very old, maybe around [-], and Ben Ying... has been around [-] years old."

The words of the Dark Flying Eagle fell here, with a slight bitterness. God knows, its talent is also considered outstanding, but the demon body is not as good as the primate of all things in terms of cultivation.

"Okay, don't complain, you will cultivate to the realm of Martial Saint soon, and after you become a human body, your cultivation will improve very quickly." Ao Yunlong comforted lightly.

"Hey, Martial Saint, the road is long and long, I will search up and down..." Diablo Flying Eagle put on an old-fashioned look, feeling sincerely, Qinglin Tiger couldn't help but rolled his eyes at him, jumped Into the arms of Ao Yunlong.

"Hey, wait for me."

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Time was a bit tight, and Ao Yunlong used the last time to consolidate his cultivation, while Diablo Flying Eagle and Green Scaled Tiger ran to the cave of spirit beasts when they had nothing to do, trying to pick up something, and went back in disgrace every time.

"Boss, there is one thing I don't understand. Why does a treasure hunting compass call so many people? He can go there alone. Why should he face dividing the treasure?"

Ao Yunlong shook his head slightly, this was also a doubtful point he couldn't figure out.

Another point, to Ao Yunlong's surprise, is that Ling Fengyun's identity is actually a direct descendant of the Ling family. It's hard to associate it with that foolish bragging, but it's an unexpected gain.

The next day, when the scorching sun rose to the horizon, the Cyanwood Mountain was full of people's voices. Today is the time for everyone to go to the Stigmata site to dig for treasures.

"Brother Zhamu, it's great that you're here, hahaha." Inside the Cyanwood Mountain, there was a man wrapped in a black robe, with only one head exposed. He had a handsome face, but the scars on his face could not conceal the ravages of the years. , this person must have a story.

The one who called him was a man with a red scarf wrapped around his head, from the Yufeng clan, one of the eight great god clans.

"Chifeng, haven't you said that in public, I don't really like people calling me by my first name." Zamu said coldly.

The man named Chi Feng laughed and slapped Zamu on the shoulder, showing his big white teeth, and said, "Don't be so restrained. Today is a good day for treasure hunting. Your spirit is not very good."

"By the way, that little girl, why didn't you come with me?"

Chifeng's words refer to Zhamu's Taoist companion. The two belong to one of the eight great god clans. They live by forging and have extraordinary fortune.

This protoss, named Broken Gold, covers almost this world, and most of the magic weapons in the cultivation sects are made by the protoss.

As for the quality of broken gold, there are also good and bad points. This time, Zamu, as the representative of the youngest talent in the clan, is to find a large number of rare broken gold stones in the holy land to supplement the energy consumption of the clan.

"She has something to do temporarily, and this treasure hunt is very risky. I can't let her take risks."

"You are still the same, you love women so much, but the ugly words are first, and friends are friends. Once you have a treasure, I will not be polite to you."

"Haha, that's for sure, all the treasures belong to those who are capable." Zamu said haha.

"Those boys over there, don't be too happy too early. There are countless visitors from the Eight Great God Clans this time, and you two are not the only ones. What are you proud of?"

"Yes."

"Look at the young man behind you, who is unknown, has been standing there for a long time, won't he learn from others?"

Being pointed at by others, Zhamu and Chi Feng couldn't help but turned around and looked at the man they mentioned. Beside the man, surrounded by an eagle, spread its wings and flew high. Under the eagle's sharp claws, a white cat Stretch from time to time.

As the eyes of the two meowed, the white cat unintentionally glanced at the two, showing a trace of disdain in its lazy appearance.

The two were slightly taken aback, and felt even more annoyed that they were actually despised by a pet cat.

"This is that person's pet cat. Let's settle the score with him." Chi Feng pointed at the man beside the white cat and strode forward. Just when his hand was about to touch the man's body, the man suddenly turned his head, Caught him with one hand.

"My friend, we don't seem to know each other." Ao Yunlong glanced at Chi Feng, and said a little speechlessly.

The green-scaled tiger is used to being unrestrained, and when it sees a weak one, it must despise it. This is almost irreversible, but it has attracted the prying eyes of others.

Originally, Ao Yunlong just planned to ignore it, but if the other party made a move, the nature of this would be different. Ao Yunlong could completely take it as the other party's deliberate provocation, or even seek to cause trouble.

"Oh, your cat is arrogant, and you, the master, are also to blame. Don't think that we have to give you three points because you showed your power yesterday." Chi Feng said coldly.

"Oh, is this my cat's problem, or your own problem?" Ao Yunlong smiled, this question is simply nonsensical, it is obviously his problem, but Ao Yunlong's cat is to be blamed.

"What's the matter, looking at you, I don't want to admit my mistake, do you want to fight?" Chi Feng continued to sneer, straightened his sleeves, and geared up, as if he wanted to be determined by Ao Yunlong.

"Chifeng, you're messing around again, hurry up and apologize to this fellow Taoist." Zhamu frowned. It's impossible to quarrel with such a small problem. Chifeng is definitely making trouble on purpose again.

Having said that, the men of the Yufeng clan are naturally irritable.

(End of this chapter)