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Chapter 594 Lord of Nan Hong(2/2)

It feels a bit uncomfortable to sit on a mountain of gold but not be able to use it.

But he could only comfort himself.

At least he has a means to fight for his life.

If he is really pushed to the edge and has the mentality that even if he is discovered by the immortal, he will die together, with this power, even the Infinite Dao Emperor Sect and Beilong Palace can survive even a stick of incense, it will be considered a mercy on his part.

Moreover, if there is one, there are two.

If you can control the two floods at the same time, even the relatively barren west and south, even an immortal would have to weigh it, right?

Thinking of this, Shen Yi felt very good, and her fatigue finally made sense.

He walked slowly out of the bluestone palace and came to the bloody dragon corpse. Just as he was about to reach out and put it into his thumb, he heard a rapid breathing sound in his ears.

Shen Yi raised her eyes slightly and saw a beautiful figure standing not far away, tightly clenching her sleeves.

Ji Jingxi, as a senior who had joined the Tao a hundred thousand years ago and as the leader of the Qingyue Sect, had not shown such a little daughter attitude for a long time after the death of Senior Brother Qin.

She bit her red lips, widened her moist eyes, her plump heart was ups and downs, and she was no longer as calm and cold as before.

"you……"

Ji Jingxi came here with the intention of saving people. Even if she died here today, she would still bring Shen Yi back from the water.

Even if her reason told her that even if she did not care about life and death, it would be difficult for her to do anything in front of the Nanlong King, but she still lost her composure when she thought that the only hope of the Seventh Son of Nanhong would be destroyed.

However, Ji Jingxi never thought about it anyway.

After trying his best to rush to the Dragon Cave, he will see the body of the Southern Dragon King without any warning.

This cruel and cautious monster turned out to be so pitiful and miserable after losing its breath. It lay so quietly in front of Shen Yi's boots, and it was impossible to see the horror of its life.

"Senior Ji, why are you here?"

Shen Yi quietly put away the dragon corpse, feeling a little lucky in her heart. Fortunately, she acted quickly, otherwise it would be really difficult to explain the strangeness in the dragon cave just now if others noticed it.

At the same time, I also had some doubts in my heart.

The situation is so clear, and he has not concealed any information, so why does the other party come to join in the fun when he is in the middle stage of Heaven Realm?

"senior?"

Hearing this address, Ji Jingxi's lips curved with a complex meaning, and she stared at Shen Yi's face blankly: "Why do I think I should call you senior?"

She let out a long breath: "Can't you tell me your honorary title by now?"

Until now, Ji Jingxi has completely ruled out the possibility that the other party is the reincarnation of Senior Brother Qin.

With the initial level of cultivation in the Heaven Realm, and in such a short period of time, standing in front of the Dragon Cave and killing the Dragon King, this is definitely not something that senior brother can do. Let alone reincarnation, even if the other party comes back to life, it is impossible. .

Only with the experience of true immortal reincarnation can it be possible for Sect Master Shen, his own family, to accomplish such horrific deeds.

Honor... title?

Shen Yi raised her eyebrows and glanced over slightly strangely.

This senior Ji seems to be a little bit crazy.

Just between the two of them looking at each other.

On another floating island in Nanhong, Qi Yansheng helped Ye Jiu fall down, standing still in a daze, preparing to temporarily suppress the raging demonic power in his body.

At this moment, a vague scream came into his ears.

This mournful sound seemed to have no source, but sounded from all directions. The sound was not very loud, but it was like silk and bamboo winding around the beam, lasting for a long time.

Qi Yansheng looked up in confusion, and saw that the blue sky, which had been clear just now, had turned a lot darker at some point, and a light drizzle fell on the world, washing away the smell of blood that had been filled before.

The vision of a great demon falling from the heavenly realm is an extremely rare sight.

But maybe I’ve seen too much lately.

Qi Yansheng no longer had the initial shock and uncertainty, but became a little numb. He sluggishly stretched out his palm to catch the falling raindrops. Ye Jiu fell to the ground with a thud. He did not complain, but opened his mouth and tasted it.

.

The raindrops melted away, revealing the unbelievably pure breath of heaven and earth.

A whale falls and everything comes into being.

The Southern Dragon King is the largest whale in this land and water, and its death will undoubtedly bless the common people.

"I don't understand."

Qi Yansheng turned to look at Ye Jiu, his voice hoarse as if on fire: "If there is such a genius in the world, why should he be born in our Nanhong Seventh Sect?"

Could it be that the reason why Nan Hong has no immortal fate is because all the blessings were used to create such a frightening creature.

Ye Vulture closed his eyes and felt the sweet rain. After a long time, he cracked the corners of his dry lips.

He rarely agrees with Qi Yansheng's views, but this time, he had no intention of refuting.

The only thing that needs to be corrected is...

"He is not a genius."

Ye Jiu opened his eyes. Moistened by the rain, he regained some strength and reluctantly got up from the ground. Then he sat on the ground without any sense of superiority, breathing heavily.

After a long time, he laughed at the top of his lungs and said, "He is the Lord of Nanhong."

Hearing these four words, Qi Yansheng trembled all over, as if he was reminded: "The Southern Dragon King is dead, and the other Hongs will definitely find out..."

"None of my business."

Ye Jiu wiped the blood stains on his face and spat: "I can't even handle a sword well. How can I have the brains to think about these things? All I know is that Nanyang is the head of the Seven Sons. All listen to him. That's right.

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