Martial God of Myriad Realms

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Chapter 640: Tyrone Captured

"Long Jingguo?"

Cheng Feng's eyes lit up: "Uncle Nalan, how can this thing be obtained?"

"Long Jingguo needs to absorb the dragon's qi from ancient dragons to conceive, so it can only be obtained in the place where ancient dragons fell."

Nalan Changsheng said: "I remember that somewhere near the Digu jungle, there was a corpse of an ancient dragon."

"If not unexpected, there should be a lot of dragon crystal fruit."

"Is it near Tegu jungle?"

Cheng Feng's eyes sparkled: "If you have a chance, you must go there."

"As for now, let's solve the problem of the summoning sword first."

This is indeed a big problem.

Not long ago, without any preparation, Cheng Feng suddenly appeared in his mind a sword-style sword call, and was subconsciously cast out by him.

Although at that time, that type of knife technique helped him a lot and saved his life.

But this kind of uncontrollable thing really makes people dislike.

"Uncle Naland, what's going on?"

Cheng Feng's brow frowned: "I did not practice at all on the Summoning Sword, and even when I looked at it, I did not look at the specific cultivation method. I just looked at the corresponding knife style on each floor.

"But not long ago, I actually exhibited the sword style of the first level of the summoning sword, which is really unreasonable."

The summoning sword has a total of six levels, and each level has three corresponding sword styles.

These three moves can only be performed after the warrior has decisively summoned the sword and trained to the corresponding level.

However, Cheng Feng did not practice the first level of the summoning sword at all, but exhibited the corresponding three-stroke knife style of the first level, which obviously violated the normal truth.

"Actually, this is the evil nature of the Summoner."

Nalan Changsheng said: "It allows the person selected by him to perform a tyrannical knife style without practicing the corresponding exercises.The purpose is to seduce you."

"Tempt me?"

"Yes, tempting you."

Nalan Changsheng explained: "The Summoner also knows that he is very evil, and most people will not choose to cultivate it."

"So, it will give you some sweetness first, let you indulge, and then you will lose your vigilance, and take the initiative to cultivate the magic sword decision."

Nalan's longevity is well-informed and experienced.

After his speech, Cheng Feng immediately noticed the huge trap woven by the summoning sword.

Give you the sweetness first, let you indulge in, relax your vigilance, and then you don't need to remind others, you will practice.

"Uncle Naland, hearing what you said, I feel that the Summoner Blade is more than just a knack, it's more like a living creature, a living demon!"

Cheng Feng had scalp tingling, and a layer of goosebumps was scooped up all over his body.

"Cheng Feng, the involvement of the Sword of Demon Slayer is quite deep, more complicated than you and I imagined."

Nalan Changsheng said: "If you have a choice, I still recommend that you don't practice, lest you get involved, even if you don't know how to die."

"Uncle Naland, I understand."

Cheng Feng nodded and forcibly suppressed the impulse to watch the magic sword to determine the secret secret.

Because the magic sword is too evil, like a living creature, to seduce the warrior to cultivate.

It may conceal conspiracies and calculations beyond imagination, and even involve the ascendants of the heavens and the fortunes of the realm ... With Cheng Feng's minimal strength, if blended in, I am afraid that I can't even die!

Just as Cheng Feng fell into contemplation because of the demon sword.

Hundreds of miles away, suddenly Master Yin's cold voice sounded:

"Cheng Feng, your friend Tailong, fell into the hands of Master Ben!"

"If you hear Master Ben's shout, immediately get out for Master Ben."

Master Yin's voice was cold and ruthless: "If you don't come out, Ben will remove one of your friend Tailong's body parts every half an hour!"

"Tylon ... was arrested?"

After hearing this, Cheng Feng was startled, and sat up from the ground all at once: "It shouldn't be, with the strength of the two dark-skinned men, it is impossible to seize Tailong!"

After the shock, Cheng Feng had doubts in his heart and did not believe that Tailong had been arrested.

However, to be on the safe side, he still exhibited the shadow puppet method. After hiding himself, he soared into the sky, flew out of the dense forest, and looked at the direction of the shout.

Cheng Feng opened the eyes of the God of Fortune, looking across the distance of one hundred miles, faintly seeing that there were five or six men and women bounding a six-meter strong man with heavy steel chains, beating the city by the sky.

Although the distance was too far, Cheng Feng didn't look very real, but he also recognized it at a glance. The strong man who was locked by the iron chain and dragged the parade was undoubtedly Tyrone!

"Tylon ... was really caught!"

Seeing this picture, Cheng Feng was cold in his heart: "What happened to Tailong? In addition to Tailong, did Brother Jian and Bai Ze fall into the hands of the blood gods?"

For a moment, Cheng Feng was distraught and rarely panicked.

This is the so-called concern and chaos, and Cheng Feng, who is so calm, is not immune.

"Cheng Feng, don't panic."

At this moment, Nalan Changsheng's voice sounded: "You just saw Tyrone being captured distantly over a distance of 100 miles, but what if the picture of Tyrone being captured was intentionally faked by the other party?"

"So, calm down first, wait until the news is confirmed, then we want to deal with it."

"Hurry, it won't solve the problem!"

Nalan Changsheng's words, like a bucket of cold water poured on Cheng Feng's head, made Cheng Feng quickly calm down.

Indeed, panic does not solve any problems.

At present, what I need most is calmness.

Find out the specific situation in calm, then make a rational judgment and the best solution.

Huh ~~~

Cheng Feng exhaled a breath, then stepped on the crown of a large tree, stared at the five or six men and women who were hundreds of miles away, tied Tyron's neck with a chain, dragged Tyron in a very humiliating manner, and toward Directions came slowly.

When those people were close, Cheng Feng could see clearly. The strong man whose neck and limbs were locked by thick steel locks was undoubtedly Tyrone.

As for the couple of men and women who were holding steel chains and dragging Tailong as a dog, there were seven Master Yin.

"It's Tyrone, it's really Tyrone!"

After seeing clearly, Cheng Feng's eyes contracted, his hands were clenched, and his nails penetrated into the meat.

But he didn't respond as if he didn't feel it!

"I originally thought that I led away five masters, including Li Shu, and the three of Tyrone were absolutely safe ..."

At this time, Cheng Feng, despite the great emotional fluctuations, has completely calmed down and analyzed: "Now Tailong was arrested, in all likelihood, another master of the blood gods arrived, with the two dark-skinned men, They hit Tyrone by surprise, which led to Tyrone's capture. "

"I just don't know what is happening with Brother Jian and Bai Ze."