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Chapter 1791: Ruler Wood

"You let him go, I will take them out of here now. Let's go to the sky and go one side." Chen Luo said.

"Let him go? Shen Luo, are you talking too lightly?" Ao Qin sneered and said.

He was so eager to save people just now that he did not continue to hide his cultivation aura. He was naturally recognized by him at this moment.

Shen Luo no longer pretended, his aura exploded instantly, and the majestic spiritual pressure spread out immediately, turning into an invisible momentum to oppress the people of the Dragon Palace.

"The late stage of True Immortal..." Ao Qin suddenly became uneasy.

If you remember correctly, the last time they fought in the East China Dragon Palace, they were only in the early stage of the True Immortal. Why did he pass so much time? He was already a late stage cultivator in the late stage of the True Immortal?

Seeing this, the other monks in the Dragon Palace looked ugly.

Shen Luo gently pulled the corner of his mouth. He wanted such an effect. He could use the oppressive feeling of his own cultivation to let them release others. After all, his goal of saving the Water Ghouls has been achieved, and he is not really going to live with the South China Sea Dragon Palace.

"What kind of trick is this?" Ao Qin asked in a cold voice.

"Do you think I'm bluffing?" Chen Luo said coldly.

"Whether it's a trick or not, you're just a late-stage monk in the True Immortal stage. Do you really think I'm afraid of you?" Ao Qin looked at the white bone-growing arm, and his eyes flashed.

After saying that, he nodded at Ao Zhan.

Ao Zhan was originally calling the two of them to the team because he was afraid of being punished by Ao Qin. When he saw his instructions, his eyes flashed with fierce light, and the blade immediately swept across, and he was about to cut off Zhu Mangqi's head...

Zhu Mangqi felt a chill in his neck and sighed in his heart: "My life is over..."

However, the next moment, Ao Zhan's hand holding the knife froze in place, and a black figure suddenly emerged from his shadow, and a black ghost knife in his hand pressed against his neck.

"When..." Ao Qin was also shocked when he reacted.

"Release." The ghost general Zhao Feiji said coldly.

Ao Zhan suddenly felt a chill on his neck, and goose bumps all over his body instantly came out, so he had to remove the blade.

Zhu Mangqi didn't react for a moment and stood there in a daze.

"Let's go." Zhao Feiji shouted in a low voice.

Zhu Mangqi felt a kick in the butt and staggered forward.

Almost at the same time, two golden dragon claws suddenly popped out on the ground, one grabbed Zhao Feiji and the other grabbed Zhu Mangqi.

Zhao Feiji did not hesitate at all, and slashed Ao Zhan's neck with a knife. At the same time, he stretched his body upwards and grabbed his hair with a palm, and tried to take Ao Zhan's head away.

"Clang..."

A series of sparks splashed, and a golden scale-shaped pendant hanging around Ao Zhan’s neck suddenly lit up, turning into a golden light, blocking his blade.

On the other side, Zhu Mangqi could not avoid the sudden appearance of the dragon claw. When he was about to be grabbed and crushed his calf, the sinking figure passed by him. He leaned over and blew his palm down to the ground.

A dazzling golden light burst out from the sinking palm, and the golden dragon claw marks were condensed, colliding with it.

A loud explosion sounded, and Zhu Mangqi was immediately shocked to fly away. However, before he landed, he was swept away by a tentacle and pulled back.

Guzi

After he stood firm, he looked at the sunken back and was still a little unbelievable for a moment, murmured: "Oh, I underestimated it, I still underestimated..."

The sound of explosion in front ended, Chen Luo and Zhao Feiji retreated at the same time and stood side by side.

Shen Luo's body turned slightly, and his arm, which had been burned before, was finally no longer numb and unconscious, but instead he was heart-wrenching pain. The more magic power he mobilized, the more the pain it was.

Ao Qin's eyes fell on Shen Luo, and hesitation flashed in his eyes.

At this moment, the surrounding space suddenly shook violently, and an extremely powerful wave of spiritual power suddenly came.

Chen Luo and others felt the power, and were all shocked, and their eyes looked towards the back of the treasure ship at the same time.

"Kill them."

Ao Qin shouted loudly, and he jumped into the air and headed straight for the back of the treasure ship.

"Protect them, I'll go over and take a look." Chen Luo hesitated and said to the ghost general.

"Yes." Zhao Feiji responded and retreated to Zhu Mangqi and the other two.

Chen Luo rushed towards the large number of Dragon Palace monks who were chasing him, and waved their fingers forward. More than a dozen Pure Yang flying swords immediately shot out, turning into sword lights, and storming into the crowd.

The Dragon Palace monks all set up magic weapons to resist, but they were unable to match and were all defeated.

Chen Luo had no intention of entangling with them. After hurting them, his body rushed past them and chased Ao Qin and his son.

Behind him, the sound of the dragon burial flute was soon heard.

Shen Luo's injured arm twitched continuously, and the severe pain caused by the flow of mana made him sweat coldly.

But at this moment, he couldn't care about his injuries at all, because in the burst of spiritual power fluctuations, he felt the breath from the Zulong.

If it is an ordinary thing, he can ignore it, but now the residual soul of the ancestor dragon is still living in Ao Hong's body, then he must find out what Ao Qin is looking for this time?

After sinking past the treasure ship, I immediately saw that the wall hundreds of feet away in front of me were covered with dense fire veins like spider webs, but they were like trees, concentrating on a strange stone platform on the ground.

The stone platform is shaped like a lotus, with fifteen petals, with crystal clear petals, appearing vermilion red. There are two winding dragon horns in the center of its stamens, and the aura of the ancestor dragon is emitted from it.

"The Ancestral Dragon Ruler Wood is indeed the Ancestral Dragon Ruler Wood!" Ao Qin was almost at the stone platform. After seeing what was inside, he was so excited that he couldn't help but shouted.

Ao Zhan's throat was also dry and his eyes were full of surprise.

Over the years, they have worked hard to search for the relics of the Ancestral Dragon. Today, they finally found the most important Ancestral Dragon Stone Wood. How could he not be so excited that he could not speak?

There is an ancient saying that there is a cloud that a dragon cannot fly without a foot of wood.

This does not mean that without dragon horns, the dragon cannot fly, but rather shows the importance of this thing to the dragon clan. Whether the dragon clan with the ruler wood at the head is completely two levels, and this is also the ruler wood from the ancestor dragon.

"Why is Zulong's ruler wood here?" Chen Luo was puzzled when he saw this.

After thinking about it, Ao Qin had already arrived at the lotus platform, and could only see the two red gold-colored winding dragon horns in his eyes, and could no longer tolerate other things.
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