Do Not Seek Fairy Fate

The Jiang people live near the water and built a large city by the Wuming River, including more than 20 villages of various sizes nearby.

　　Until Moqiu and the two came to the city, the wailing sound had spread all over the place.

　　 The people who went to deliver the sacrifices returned in a hurry, and the whole city knew about the murder of the three dragons.

　　 The patron saint dragon has fallen. As its servants and followers, it is of course necessary to bury them together to comply with the rules of burying the dragon.

　　 Looking around, many of the people's grief and crying in the city come from the heart.

　　 They gave up their work, knelt down and cried, hoarse, their voices turned a lot, and they were praying to the dragon **** for blessing.

　　 There are many more people who are madly self-harming, preparing for their burial.

　　 "Tao Master."

　　 Vientiane spoke in a low voice, the soundtrack solemnly:

　　 "The people here have carved the idea of ​​fearing the dragon **** into their bones, and they are fearless and fearless, for fear that it will not be easy to change."

　　 Coupled with the Dragon Qi Bodyguard, even if it is unquestionable, it is impossible to rely on Quanzhen Dao's secret method to distort hundreds of thousands of thoughts.

"Um."

　　 Do not ask for a nod, and walked towards the hall in the center of the city.

The hall of 　　 is about ten feet high and has a simple shape. The wind-eroded mountains and rocks set up a huge animal skin tarp to cover several acres of land.

　　 In the hall.

　　 Everyone knelt down, weeping.

　　 Even if someone sees Mo Qiu, they just ignore it. Rarely show surprise, they just shook their head and continued to cry.

　　Speaking of the Fall of the Dragon God, what is the fight for the candidate of the patriarch?

　　 In the middle of the hall, a gloomy-looking man trembled lightly. He looked at the two men who were kneeling in front of him and stammered and asked:

　　 "Dragon God..."

　　 "Really has fallen?"

　　 "Young patriarch!" The man cried loudly:

　　 "The Dragon God is dead, the Dragon God is dead!"

　　 The man's body shook, he staggered back two steps, and sat on the stone chair. He didn't even care that the other party called himself the young patriarch and committed the old taboos.

"how come…"

"how come?"

　　 I worked so hard to win the position of the patriarch, yet he hadn't settled down yet, and encountered such things. Could it be that the Dragon God is really angry?

"Do not!"

"Will not!"

　　 Jiang Yan desperately shook his head, gritted his teeth, and roared:

　　 "Go, send someone to the sacred mountain to see if the Dragon God is still there? I don't believe it, how could the Dragon God fall before his longevity?"

　　 "No need to go!"

　　 Suddenly, a cold voice sounded:

　　 "The dragon **** in your mouth is indeed dead!"

"Who?"

　　 Jiang Yan was furious:

　　 "Who is talking nonsense?"

　　 When he saw someone coming from his side, he couldn't help but stunned:

"It's you?"

　　 "Are you not dead?"

　　 "I'm not dead." Mo Qiu smiled lightly, and moved closer:

　　 "You seem a little disappointed?"

　　 "Disappointed?" Jiang Yan returned to his senses, then sneered:

　　 "Even if you are not dead, what can I do, now I am the patriarch of the Jiang clan, and one sentence can drive you out of the Jiang clan."

　　 As soon as the voice fell, he was taken aback.

　　 "That's right."

　　Don't ask for nod:

　　 "However, now that you are expelling me from the race, should I still thank you?"

　　 Jiang Yan was silent. After a pause, Fang weakly shook his head:

　　 "The Dragon God is dead, what use is there to say these things? Even if I give you the position of the patriarch, what can I do?"

　　 "Not let!"

　　 Do not seek to stride forward, picked up Jiang Yan, and threw it aside. The Da Ma Jin Dao sat on the stone chair and looked around the crowd:

　　 "The position of the patriarch is mine."

"you…"

　　 Jiang Yan fell heavily to the ground, his desire to be furious, turning his body and mind into ashes, shook his head and said:

　　 "The Dragon God is dead, everyone will be buried. If you want to be the patriarch, you will follow you. Anyway, the patriarch will take the lead in the burial."

　　This is the end of the matter, is it the patriarch? It makes no difference to him?

　　Think about it,

　　 For the position of the patriarch, he tried his best, thought hard, and finally killed Jiang Hao. What did he get in return?

　　 "Buried?"

　　 Do not ask for a sneer:

　　 "Why are they buried?"

　　 "..." Jiang Yan was taken aback, and many of the clan members who were crying in the field also showed a daze. They raised their heads and looked at Moqiu with an incredulous expression.

　　 "Profanity!"

　　 Someone leaped up and shouted angrily:

　　 "Jiang Hao, how dare you blaspheme Shenlong?"

"good!"

　　 "Originally, I was waiting for you to be the patriarch. Now it seems that you dare to blaspheme even Shenlong. Fortunately, I didn't choose you."

　　 "Jiang Hao, are you crazy?"

　　 For a time, there was a chaos in the field, and everyone accused Moqiu.

　　 Even Jiang Yan was disdainful.

　　He doesn't want to die either. Whoever is alive wants to die, not to mention that he is in a high position and has great power, but now he does not die or he will die.

　　 Jiang Yan has some courage to admire.

　　 How dare to speak out!

"shut up!"

　　 suddenly.

　　Don't ask for a voice, the sound is like a rolling thunder that exploded in the air, instantly suppressing the roar in the field, and everyone's muscles and bones were numb.

　　 After a moment of silence in the court, he said slowly:

　　 "The Dragon God is not dead."

"what?"

　　 "Didn't you say you are dead?"

　　 "We didn't die, if we didn't die, then we don't have to die?"

　　 In the field, there is a noise again.

　　 "Nonsense!" Jiang Yan roared:

　　 "You just said that the Dragon God is dead, and now you say that the Dragon God is not dead, do you know exactly what you said?"

Yes!

　　 Everyone looked at each other.

　　 Looking at Mo Qiu again, the expression in his eyes has become very strange, and some people even show some pity.

　　 This person is afraid that he is already stupid.

　　 "The dragon **** in your mouth is dead." Don't ask for the same expression, speak calmly:

　　 "But the true dragon god, has not died, nor will he die!"

　　 "What do you mean?" Jiang Yan frowned, his eyes flashing cold:

"you…"

　　 "Did you convert to Dragon God?"

　　 Changing to the Dragon God is a taboo, but it is not uncommon in the Heaven of Burying the Dragon.

　　 For example, in the most common wedding banquet, the gods worshipped by the two clans are different, and sometimes one of them will voluntarily convert to the **** of dragons.

also…

　　 Dragons will also conquer each other.

　　 The victorious party has the right to convert the defeated party to their own Dragon God.

　　 But the patriarch of a clan who converted to other dragon gods after worshipping the dragon **** fell, he would never allow it, and he would definitely be spurned by others.

　　 As expected.

　　 Upon hearing this, there was another uproar in the court.

"shut up!"

　　 Do not ask for cold eyes to sweep across the square, an invisible coercion emerged from itself, speaking slowly:

　　 "The Dragon God in Er Deng's mouth is just a low-level dragon family, with impure dragon blood and low grade. How can it be regarded as a real dragon god?"

　　 "And the dragon **** I worship is a phantom dragon transformed from the chaotic aura at the beginning of the opening of the sky, and is in charge of the power of heaven and earth, without being bound by life and death."

　　 "Its eyes should be the sun and the moon!"

　　 "Its flesh has turned into mountains and rivers!"

　　 "Its scaly horns have turned into beings in all realms!"

　　 "Its thoughts evolve the universe and everything!"

　　 "It is the real dragon god, the mother of all things!"

　　 "The dragon **** you worship is nothing more than a long snake with three heads. It is a pseudo-dragon and a traitorous dragon who steal the power of the dragon god!"

　　 Do not ask for sound to shake the four directions, reverberating constantly, and there is a sense of sacred fanaticism in it, and everyone in the shocking field is speechless for a while.

　　 There is only Vientiane, with a weird face, with his head down and silent.

　　 "Hu... nonsense."

　　 Maybe he was shocked by Mo Qiu's majestic description, Jiang Yan, who lacked words, paused for a moment, and stammer:

　　 "You have betrayed the Dragon God just to survive!"

"you…"

　　 "Who has seen the dragon **** in your mouth?"

　　Dragon God, after all, is the most sacred thing. Even the Dragon God worshipped by his clan has a ferocious temperament and cannot be profaned.

　　 Jiang Yan questioned, he didn't dare to say that the dragon **** in the opponent's mouth was fake.

　　 "You haven't seen it, it doesn't mean that you haven't."

　　 Don't ask for a light to speak:

　　 "But the reason why I can come back is because I was blessed by the Dragon God when I was dying frequently."

"Uh…"

　　 Jiang Yan was taken aback and looked back at one of the people in the field.

　　 "He, he is indeed dead." The man was Jiang Yan's right arm, and he stammered:

　　 "I saw it with my own eyes, and he had suffered several swords, his heart was penetrated, and he was buried in the soil. How could he come alive?"

　　 "Is it impossible..."

　　 "Really Dragon God?"

　　 As soon as this remark came out, everyone in the field couldn't help but look at each other, and the slight clutter also rang.

　　 "No!"

　　 At this time, Jiang Yan fell into paranoia and roared:

　　 "He lied to us!"

　　 "There is no such thing as a dragon god. He betrayed our dragon **** just to survive. Don't be fooled by him!"

　　 Regardless of whether there is a so-called Dragon God, in this situation, he is bound to die.

　　 If not, as the patriarch of the Jiang clan, he will be buried for his own dragon god.

If there is…

　　 Moqiu, who is favored by the Dragon God, will take the post of patriarch for granted, and he will still be killed at that time.

　　Instead of this, it's not as if you die!

　　 "Dragon God exists."

　　 Don't ask for a straight body, the voice is so good that it has sounded since nine days and echoed in the court:

　　 "As a family member of the Dragon God, I not only resurrected from death, but also received the supernatural power from the Dragon God. The first thing I did was to conquer the three evil dragons."

"what?"

　　 "My dragon **** was killed by you?"

　　 "Impossible, it is impossible for people to kill the dragon!"

　　 For a time, the noise in the field almost overturned the roof.

　　 "What can't you do?" Without asking for the same expression, he said calmly:

　　 "I have said that the dragon gods you believe in are pseudo-dragons. The dragon gods I believe in are true dragons. Only true dragons can kill dragons."

"As for me…"

　　 He snorted softly, and his body became violent.

　　 "Boom!"

　　 Nine Fire God Dragon Cover!

　　In a short time, eighteen flame dragons hovered and roared out, and in one rush, they burned the roof above the hall.

　　 The fire dragon hovered, hovering in the sky, and also made the big city suddenly quiet.

"this!"

　　 Do not ask to stretch out your hand and raise it, pointing to the sky fire dragon, saying:

　　 "It is the method of body protection given to me by the Dragon God, which attracts the dragon's energy to protect the body, prevents all evils from invading, and prevents all evils. You still don't believe it?"

　　 Everyone's eyes are dull, their heads up to the sky.

　　 But seeing the fire dragon soaring, it was lifelike, the dragon's eyes sometimes swept across the audience, and the people in the city all knelt on their knees, shouting again and again.

　　 "Dragon God!"

　　 "Lord Dragon God!"

next moment.

　　 The enthusiastic shouting sounded.

　　 Everyone in the hall, with enthusiasm and tears in their eyes, knelt down and shouted loudly.

　　 Seeing this, Mo Qiu showed a faint smile, retracted his eyes, and fell on Jiang Yan, the only one of the Jiang clan in the court who was still standing still.

"Humph!"

　　 With a soft snort, a fire dragon opened its mouth in the sky, spouting a blaze, and instantly burned Jiang Yan who wanted to say something to ashes.

　　 And this action did not arouse resistance from the Jiang people in the field.

　　 Instead, one by one became more and more fanatical, UU reading www. uukanshu.com shouted the Dragon God, repeatedly knocked on his head, even Jiang Yan's henchman watched the Lord's upper body die, and did not dare to say a word.

　　 "The Taoist master is really good." Wanxiang bowed behind him and said in a low voice:

　　 "With no effort to win a clan, we also have a foundation in this Dragon Burying Heaven, but the Jiang clan believes it, and the nearby clans may not believe it."

　　 "They will crusade on the ground that the Dragon God is dead and the Jiang Clan has not been buried."

　　 "You don't have to wait for them to fight." Mo Qiu smiled and said:

　　 "It is the will of the Dragon God to defeat the evil dragon."

　　 Vientiane's eyes lit up, and his head bowed sincerely.