"What, do you know this guy?"

The young man with the aura of the golden dragon lingering on his head saw that the owner in the bead curtain did not answer, so he narrowed his eyes and asked.

"A member of your clan?"

Because the young man had already sensed a hint of the aura of the master inside the bead curtain on Luo Feng.

The woman didn't want to hide this, because she knew that she couldn't hide it in front of this young man.

"We met him once. He is a cute little brother, and he is quite talented."

"Is it a one-time fling or a one-night stand?" The corners of the young man's mouth raised slightly, with a hint of teasing in his tone.

Regarding this topic, the owner inside the bead curtain did not answer.

Instead, the young man found an interesting topic and continued, "You are attracted to him, he is a handsome boy."

"what do you want to say?"

The bead curtain shook slightly, and a terrifying and oppressive aura slowly dispersed.

Seeing this, the young man spread his hands and laughed, "Don't be angry, I was just curious and asked. If I have offended, please atone for it!"

"You can't take this seriously. You are the Holy Son of the Imperial Dynasty and of the blood of the current Holy Emperor."

The young man's eyes fell on Luo Feng below, not knowing what he was thinking.

At this time, Luo Feng had no time to pay attention to this group of terrifying forces, because the aura of the curse was getting stronger and stronger.

"Attention, we are about to enter the realm of cursed aura," the Holy Son of the Dynasty shouted loudly, as if to remind Luo Feng.

Incomparably mysterious golden patterns were formed around the rumbling golden chariots, like a natural cover, enveloping everyone.

The Holy Son of the Dynasty turned to ask the owner inside the bead curtain, "That boy does not have the Supreme Saint Mark of our Dynasty. If you don't remind him, he will be dead if he is contaminated with the power of the curse."

The bead curtain floated, with a hint of concern in her beautiful eyes, and a hint of deliberate indifference in her tone, "Little brother below, this curse is extremely powerful. It is not ordinary. Do you have any way to resist it?"

Luo Feng looked up after hearing this, but did not recognize his old friend and just bowed.

"It seems like your little brother doesn't appreciate it," the Holy Son of the Imperial Dynasty said with a smile.

"This silly boy," the owner of the bead curtain bit his red lips lightly, with a hint of complaint.

Then she stopped talking and closed her eyes angrily.

As the golden cover suddenly became brighter, it dimmed as time went by.

For a moment, the originally golden Supreme Saint Pattern showed obvious signs of corrosion.

Seeing this scene, the Holy Son of the Dynasty frowned, "It seems that the old monster resurrected from the cursed stone is really terrifying. Such a powerful curse can still survive to this day."

"Holy Son, the power of this curse is too heaven-defying, and the Supreme Saint Pattern cannot withstand it for too long. Should we wait until the Holy Emperor arrives?" an old man from the imperial dynasty said with a solemn expression.

"Why should you care? After all, he is just a puppet controlled by the power of the curse. Rumor has it that this person has meditated for too long and his cultivation has regressed. He should be around the reincarnation period now. I can suppress it with my action."

The Holy Son of the Dynasty stood proudly, staring straight into the depths of the blood mist at a figure that many people had never seen.

The figure stood high on the cliff like a dead corpse, with a bloody storm entrenching around him, trying to tear apart all living creatures around him.

With just one glance, the face of the originally arrogant Holy Son of the Dynasty changed slightly, and the golden dragon above his head roared towards the sky, swearing some kind of sovereignty.

"Holy Son, what's wrong?" The old man saw that Dynasty Dragon Vein was so angry and asked quickly.

"No...it's okay," the face of the Holy Son of the Dynasty was extremely ugly, and he was no longer as unruly as before. At this time, no one would notice that there was dense sweat on his forehead.

"Holy Son, look!" The old man seemed to notice something and pointed to the sea below.

"That kid...is still alive?"

At this time, Luo Feng was also looking at the cliff, and it was obvious that he also saw the terrifying figure.

"What a powerful aura. Even though I didn't do anything, it gave me such a strong sense of oppression!"

Luo Feng's Emperor Blood felt threatened for the first time.

You know, no matter how powerful the opponent was, Emperor Blood never lowered his proud head.

But this time it's different.

"Hey, kid, why are you still alive?" came the voice of the Holy Son of the Dynasty.

Luo Feng did not answer, but his next move directly frightened the imperial power.

When the space ability was activated, Luo Feng disappeared directly from the spot.

"No, this kid is going to rush in. If the monster is alerted, the consequences will be disastrous!" The old man's face turned pale when he saw this.

"This kid is so crazy," the Holy Son of the Dynasty felt dissatisfied when he saw Luo Feng's actions.

It was obvious that he was suppressed by that aura and was in such a state of embarrassment, but a mere nobody dared to take action directly?

"Why are you pretending? I am the Holy Son of the Imperial Dynasty. How can I lose my momentum to you?"

"Holy Son, what are you going to do when you come back!"

The Holy Son of the Imperial Dynasty also rushed out, chasing after Luo Feng!

His cultivation was at the beginning of the reincarnation period, and his age had already entered a state of regression. He thought that his strength was much higher than Luo Feng's.

"Boy, this cursed creature is the prey of my dynasty, don't stop!"

Luo Feng glanced at the Holy Son of the Imperial Dynasty and sneered, "If you had this strength just now, why were you so scared that you broke out in a cold sweat? Since you are scared, just stay under the protection of your parents and be an obedient good child. Sir

Please don’t interfere in the matter."

"Presumptuous!" The Holy Son of the Imperial Dynasty shouted angrily, and the sky shook.

The golden dragon above his head roared out, intending to kill Luo Feng.

"Roar!"

The roar tore through the void, the storm swept over, and the five claws of the huge golden dragon grabbed Luo Feng like a mountain.

This dragon is extraordinary. It is the condensed energy of the dragon veins of the imperial dynasty. It possesses the aura of today's holy emperor. Just one strand of it has the power to destroy the heaven and the earth.

The angry Holy Son of the Imperial Dynasty actually mobilized the entire golden dragon to kill him.

But Luo Feng was not afraid.

His body is made of the supreme Bodhi tree, and he possesses the power of the supreme divine weapon.

Facing the surging golden dragon, Luo Feng raised his fist to kill it.

"Idiot, how dare you use your body to resist my Dynasty Dragon Vein!"

But something happened next that shocked the emperor's son.

This punch hit the five claws, and the golden dragon trembled violently in the void and was blown away.

"What!" The Emperor's eyes narrowed.

Before he could react from the shock, an extremely heaven-defying sword energy burst out.

"boom!"

The sword energy hit the Holy Son of the Imperial Dynasty.

"Pfft!"

Blood spurted out wildly, and the Holy Son of the Dynasty immediately took a few steps back in the void. When he lowered his head, his face looked extremely ugly.

Only a clearly visible slash mark appeared on the looming golden scales on his chest.

If it weren't for the dragon scale armor to protect the body, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"This damn boy dares to attack me. I think you are tired of living!"

The Holy Son of the Dynasty stared intently at the vanishing void in front of him. Luo Feng had already broken into the cliff.
Chapter completed!