Heir of the Exquisite

"I'm..."

Bailong uttered a human word, and was violently attacked as soon as he uttered two words, but he was embarrassed when he appeared domineeringly, and other roars were heard.

"Get out of the way!"

With Tianjiao's chant, everyone dispersed and walked away, and she made her grand debut.

In order to prevent damage to the construction personnel on the ground, the upswing is a big move.

"boom……"

A violent roar sounded, the white dragon was blasted away from the city, the dark clouds in the sky dispersed, and the dragon blood and huge scales fell.

Hundred meters of body smashed on a small mountain peak, large areas of vegetation were smashed, Bailong vomited blood, and Longan almost stared out.

"God, how can there be a god in this damn place..."

At this moment it regretted it, but it was too late to regret it. The next moment the domineering palace fell from the sky and hit the peak heavily, directly smashing the peak, and Bailong was crushed underneath.

The Bailong who was pressed by the tip of the domineering palace struggling desperately was useless. It was timid when he saw Chen Jin hovering with a knife, especially when he saw this guy's saliva, he shouted.

"I am a messenger sent by the Dragon Race..."

Chen Jin curled his mouth and put away his weapon, and when he raised his hand, the domineering palace flew up. Bai Long's huge body shrank rapidly. The handsome man in a white robe was still very embarrassed.

He wanted to put on a ferocious expression. Seeing that he was surrounded, he could only show a wry smile. Following Chen Jin's finger, he flew into the domineering palace and was thrown directly into prison.

Chen Jin Dama Jindao was sitting outside the cell, looking at the angry white dragon, and asked jokingly, "I have no grievances with your dragons, why come to make trouble?"

"I'm not here to make trouble, you are ashamed to say that there is no grievance and no enmity, why is that black dragon made into a zombie?"

It turned out that it was for this matter. Chen Jin spread his hands, "That was not what I did. It was Miaohong who killed the black dragon and drew out the dragon soul to make it into a spirit. He was already taken by the Water Moon Saint five thousand years ago. Kill."

"Then...then you can't drive the black dragon corpse, you should...should let it sink into the soil for safety."

Standing on one side, Tianjiao snorted coldly, "Your dragons were originally materials for refining tools, so many people died, and some were even pulling carts as mounts, and I haven't seen anyone who went to the theory. Is this bullying our weak strength? ?"

Bailong is about to cry, if you know that there is a god sitting in town, he will not dare to kill him.

Wailed, "I was deceived, please spare my life."

Chen Jin laughed, "It seems that you were not sent by the Dragon Clan, but to die by yourself."

The lie was broken, Bai Long's expression worsened, and soon he saw that the little demons who had encouraged him to come and die were also dragged into the cell.

Now Chen Jin already knows that it is difficult to reason with these low-level monsters who drink blood. For the safety of the personnel, it is easier to kill them all.

Even if you encounter a high-level monster, such as this white dragon, you have to see who has the big fist, otherwise it is impossible to communicate equally.

How to deal with this white dragon is also very troublesome. After all, Dahuang is a dragon clan territory. Although their management is lax, they cannot be taken lightly.

After coaxing and frightening, Bai Long quickly explained his origins clearly.

He can also be regarded as a lord of a party, living in a lake thousands of miles away, with his territory tens of thousands of miles around.

It's just that this lord is a bit worthy of the name, he was not waited for by the tribe, and was sent to this desolate place far away from the bustling city.

Knowing this is much easier, Chen Jin forcibly signed a slave contract with Bai Long, making him one of the slaves.

Riding a white dragon to the beautiful Bibo Lake, a palace was built underwater, and many monsters lived by the lake.

Although Bai Long was reluctant, Chen Jin promised to give him freedom in a hundred years. It only took a hundred years to buffer him. He needed to live low-key during these hundred years and rush to a higher cultivation level.

In this corner of the wilderness that no one knows, a new city is rising rapidly and is named White Dragon City.

Although it was only a disguise, Bai Long was very satisfied with the name, and soon got used to the luxurious life, and was corroded and degenerated step by step.

A hundred years have passed in a hurry. For those powerful practitioners, this is just a snap, but for Chen Jinhe's entire forces, this one hundred years is a hundred years of development and rise and laying a solid foundation.

Many outstanding talents have come to the fore, especially Chen Jin's family and descendants. Under deliberate training, each of them has grown by leaps and bounds.

Chen Jin is not the only immortal in the realm. For a hundred years, with the help of a large number of heavenly materials and earth treasures and Tongtian pagodas, people who have survived the immortal catastrophe have emerged in endlessly, so that the Promise Academy is very surprised that the people of the realm have excellent qualifications.

Today there are nearly two hundred immortals in the realm, and there are also many powerful monks in other stages. Even in the heavens, they are considered to be a medium power, which makes Chen Jin very pleased.

But the progress of his cultivation base was not very smooth, and he had only entered the realm of true immortality in a hundred years.

It's just that he himself felt that it was not going well. You must know that after entering the realm of the immortal level, you can't rely on cultivation alone. It has been upgraded to a level in a hundred years, and Tianjiao is amazed.

Tianjiao made a plan for him to become a true immortal in a thousand years, and to become a god in another five thousand years.

But this is too long for Chen Jin. He has been thinking about how to quickly improve his cultivation. The higher he climbs, the more insecure he feels. Once he encounters a higher level of existence, everything about himself will become nothingness.

In these years, except for a few offspring marriages, he rarely showed up, and took a few wives and concubines to secretly travel around the universe to increase his knowledge.

Just a few years after he returned to the realm, lamenting that he had become an ancestor, and that he was rarely seen by people to enjoy the happiness of family, an unexpected big man arrived.

It turned out to be a clone of the evil corpse, she suddenly entered Chen Jin's room in the middle of the night, and he was shocked.

"You... why are you here?"

He hadn't been so surprised for many years. Tianjiao had told him that the corpse clone was sealed in the endless black domain, and it was really scary to run out suddenly.

The evil corpse clone had no expression on his face, sat down on his own, and moved his head from his neck on the table, and Chen Jin rolled his eyes as he watched.

"Sister, what do you want to do?"

The head on the table spoke, "The battle of gods is about to start, Shuiyue ordered me to conquer the dragon clan, and you will be under my command from now on."

What?

Chen Jin was a little stunned, "What kind of magical battle is started!"

"Pangu Supreme has already fallen, and the nine great saints are full. Others can't be sanctified. The saints also want to become Supremes and fight in secret. This is not the first time that the war of gods is once every 10,000 years. It is deliberately reducing the number of gods. , I fell the last time in a god fight."

amount……

Chen Jinyi was sweating forehead. He was still complacent and developed well before, but he wanted to catch up with the start of the battle. This was a joke.

The weak asked, "How long will the battle of Gods last?"

"There is no specific time. The last time I played for hundreds of years, the saints didn't have any victory or defeat, and it was over without knowing it."

by!

Chen Jin was even more cursing in his heart, but he was also unable to resist Shuiyue's order. It was an act of seeking death. Moreover, in the past 100 years, he has been slandering and swindling under her banner, searching for cultivation resources everywhere.

His face became solemn, "Why did you choose to attack the dragon?"

"Fool, it's better to fight the dragons than to fight other saint forces. Now people have to team. Don't worry about it, just transfer your fairy corpse puppets to me first. You have other tasks."

Hearing that she was only asking for the fairy corpse puppet Chen Jin sighed, but there were other tasks that made people depressed.

Over the years, many immortals have been killed and refined into puppets. The total number has exceeded 200. Chen Jin gave her all his brains. When he learned of his mission, he was stunned.

It turned out to be to devour the soul of a clone of Haotian Saint!

The Haotian clone divine soul is the one trapped in the endless black realm. The body has long been destroyed, leaving only the remnant soul in the seal.

The corpse clone told the swallowing method, and also told him that swallowing the soul is of great benefit to him, and Chen Jin can only take a risk.

A few days later, Chen Jin set off with Tianjiao, and once again came to the endless black region, where the dead energy has dissipated a lot, and even the undead have become scarce.

The two came to the abandoned city where the souls were sealed. It was very empty and gloomy. They soon saw a huge array altar with a flame burning in the center of the altar.

"Husband, I feel bad!"

Hearing Tianjiao's words, Chen Jin told her to retreat for a certain distance, so as not to be suppressed by the formation, and would not be able to rescue herself in time if there was an accident.