The golden dragon vein seems to be spiritual, with a faint resentment and resentment.

But under the dual effects of the emperor's bloodline and the black magic array, there seemed to be no way, so I could only approach the Demon Nine little by little.

Mo Jiu looked at the dragon vein that was within reach, his eyes began to become hot, and his breathing became a little rapid.

"Hahaha, Mo Ba, have you seen it? You don't need to do anything about this trip. I can complete the task alone!" Mo Jiu laughed, as if full of pride.

At this moment, the aura on his body suddenly fluctuated. Before he could figure out what was going on, the spiritual power in his body began to rage uncontrollably.

"puff!"

Mo Jiu opened his mouth and spit out a blood arrow, and at the same time, his left knee softened, and he actually knelt down with one foot!

"What's going on?"

Mo Jiu looked around with a look of surprise and saw that besides Mo Ba, there were only the old beggars bound by him who were tied with ropes.

"Qiao Wanli, you did the trick!"

Of course, Demon Ba would not do anything to himself, so the only possibility is this old beggar.

Qiao Wanli looked sneered at this moment, and heard this and said sarcastically: "Do you know who poisoned you with the poison?"

"Ji Yu San?"

Mo Jiu was stunned when he heard this. The poison was invisible and colorless. Once it was integrated into the blood, it could provoke the spiritual power in the cultivator's body, causing the spiritual power of the poisoned person to be confused. His magical power could only exert 30% of his power in a short period of time.

"It's you!" Mo Jiu suddenly realized and looked at Liu Zihan under his palm.

At this moment, Liu Zihan had no sign of panic on her face, and her eyes were just coldness and hatred!

"Hmph, do you want to draw my Dayue Dragon Vein, do you think I don't know? I injected the poison of the sacred Yu San into the blood in my body just to die with you!"

Liu Zihan's face was full of madness. He looked up and roared: "If we lose the inheritance of the dragon vein, our country's fortune will not be guaranteed. And how could our ancestors have been in vain in the hands of our generation? Several emperors fought openly and secretly, just for their own profits, but I, Liu Zihan, are for the Dayue Dynasty!"

"I've killed you!"

Mo Jiu shouted angrily, raised his hand and slapped Liu Zihan directly on the back.

Liu Zihan's whole body flew out and hit the stone wall heavily. His whole body was covered in blood and blood. He was obviously dead to death.

Poor, this prince who is devoted to the country, died in the throne for less than a few days.

At this moment, a five-clawed golden dragon came out of nowhere and called him from behind the Demon Jiu.

Although Mo Jiu had the poison of "Zhen Yu San" in his body, he still had 30% of his magical powers left. He immediately attacked with a backhand and a long sword composed of demonic energy shot out and slashed towards his back.

Seeing that the long sword of demonic energy cut through the sky and came in a vast way, Qiao Wanli would not dare to take it head-on. His golden dragon is the foundation of his own Taoist law. Once it is destroyed, it will completely cut off the path of immortal cultivation.

After all, although Qiao Wanli's "Futu Dragon Capture" is mysterious, he is just a cultivator in the late stage of foundation building. Even if Mo Jiu only has three success powers left, he is definitely not able to fight against.

With a dragon roar, Qiao Wanli made one hand gesture and hurriedly took back his golden dragon. Then he stepped on the escape light and rushed into the air in an instant.

The Demonic Sword went forward and cut a huge deep pit with one sword.

But it was just this moment when the dragon vein that had been pulled out of the stone statue, it was now shrinking back and returning to the stone statue.

However, Mo Jiu didn't care. He had a secret method to extract the only remaining blood power of Liu Zihan to help him seize the dragon vein.

It's just that it will take some more time than before.

"It seems that all this now is the plan set by the dog emperor Liu Zihan and you, the old beggar!" Mo Jiu stared at Qiao Wanli in front of him and sneered.

Qiao Wanli's eyes passed over Mo Jiu, glanced at Liu Zihan who had already died, and sighed softly, "I'm sorry for this child."

"Hehe, are you still in a mood to feel sorry for others?" Mo Jiu smiled and said, "You won't naively think that using this kind of strategy can kill a cultivator in the middle stage of the Juyuan Realm, right? Even if I only have 30% of my strength, it would be easy to take your life!"

"He can't do it, what about me?"

A faint voice suddenly sounded behind the back, and the hairs of Mo Jiu stood up. It was obvious that he was the only one in the hole. How could there be a fourth living person's voice in Mo Ba and Qiao Wanli in front of him?

However, he didn't have time to think about it. The next moment, a huge golden dragon with nine claws appeared out of thin air, and in just one bite, he took the Demon Jiu into his mouth.

At this critical moment, Mo Jiu reacted very quickly. He saw black light flashing all over his body, forming countless black sharp blades around him, shooting towards the golden dragon's throat like a rain of swords.

He himself turned into a black escape light and rushed straight out of the dragon's mouth.

However, no matter how he attacked, the golden dragon was always solid, letting the black sword rain sprinkle. The golden light in the golden dragon's body flashed a few times and then took it all down.

Although this golden dragon is very similar to Qiao Wanli's one, it is far more than Qiao Wanli's length and number of claws in both the dragon body.

As for the power of the dragon, it is incomparable!

At this time, a person was standing not far from the entrance of the cave. The man was tall and thin, with a clear face, clear eyes, and wearing a big red official uniform.

If Liang Yan was here, he would have recognized that this person was the Minister of Rites who took him into the palace that day and then left alone: ​​He Yunling!

When Qiao Wanli saw this person, his first reaction was to kneel down and shout respectfully:

"Meet Master!"

He Yunling smiled and nodded. He raised his hand and waved it. The golden dragon in the air suddenly became prosperous and bit Mo Jiu again.

Mo Jiu's face changed drastically, and he quickly pinched the magic tricks in his hand. A huge long sword composed of black demonic energy flew out from behind his head and slashed towards the golden dragon in the air.

"Haha, the 'Desireless Gou Chen Fierce Demon Sword' of Emperor Jue Palace, it seems that this fellow Taoist is a disciple of Emperor Jue Palace!" He Yunling looked at the sword full of fierce power, but his expression was calm.

"If you were in your prime, I would be a little scared, but now I only have 30% of my strength, what can I do to me?"

He Yunling sneered, and the magic trick in his hand changed. The golden dragon in the air opened his mouth and spit out a golden light, dispersing the sword made of demonic energy. Then he waved his head and swallowed the magic Jiu in again.

This time, Mo Jiu could no longer escape from the dragon's mouth. His black robe was split into pieces in the air, revealing a tall thin man inside, his eyes full of horror.

"No!"
Chapter completed!