Chapter 421 Purple Dragon Mysterious Yang Pill!

"yes……"

"is her?!"

"How could it be her?"

Huo Xi was shocked when she saw that beautiful figure, and there were waves in her delicate eyes.

The scene in front of her was too close to the scene she saw in the Eastern Wasteland.

The only difference is.

Su Chen is missing here!

If she remembered correctly, this person's name for Senior Su Chen seemed to be...

Owner? !

If the other party has arrived.

Doesn't that mean that Senior Su Chen is also nearby?

Think of this.

Huo Xi couldn't hold back her excitement and glanced around.

But it's a pity...

She found no trace of Su Chen.

"This is……"

"Is this a strong man from the True Dragon Clan?"

Among the human race, countless people lost all hope the moment they saw the dragon dance.

The presence of several strong men in the saint realm was enough to make them despair.

Now it's good, another strong man from the True Dragon Clan appears.

What a dragon!

There are very few such powerful creatures in the entire world.

According to legend.

The only few true dragons in the world today are probably all in the Southern Region.

That is to say.

This true dragon is a native creature of the Southern Region.

Then think of the attitudes of saints from other ethnic groups towards the human race.

The position of this true dragon is naturally self-evident.

I guess they have the same idea as the other saints of all races.

"It turns out to be Senior Long Wu!"

The saint of all races wearing golden armor gradually relaxed when he saw the dragon dance.

He exhaled slightly, looked at Long Wu with a smile, and said:

"I wonder when the seal will be lifted, senior?"

"Why don't you inform the juniors so that we can celebrate for the seniors."

Many strong men present had survived from ancient times.

Naturally, they have all met each other more or less.

At worst, I have heard of the other party’s name.

now.

They saw each other's identity and after a little guessing, it was not difficult to figure out the other person's identity.

after all.

The number of creatures of the True Dragon Clan is so rare that a full dozen can only be counted on ten fingers.

As for the younger ones, I'm afraid there is only one like Long Wu.

"There is no need to celebrate."

Long Wu’s voice was cold.

She stood proudly in the void, and there was no hint of intimacy in her words. She was like a cold iceberg, rejecting people thousands of miles away.

Her crystal eyes slowly scanned the void.

When she saw Saint Shengyuan, she moved her lotus steps lightly and walked over slowly.

Seeing this scene in front of him, the saint of all races wearing golden armor suddenly became anxious.

He looked at Long Wu in panic and shouted:

"senior!"

"What do you mean?"

"what for?"

"On the order of my master, I came here to rescue the human race from the siege!"

Long Wu stopped, slowly turned his head and looked at the strong man from all races wearing golden armor, and said casually.

Say it.

She continued walking towards the Holy Abyss Saint.

"Owner?"

"Fate?"

The sound accompanying the dragon dance resounded throughout the world.

Everyone present, including the human race, was very puzzled.

They couldn't imagine how terrifying the master behind a holy king would be?

Even more unimaginable.

Why does the mysterious master of Longwu have a good impression of the human race?

In the eyes of the powerful men of all races in the Southern Region.

Humans are just humble ants, just for their enjoyment.

Kill if you want.

But they didn't expect that the mysterious master behind the dragon dance would actually have a good impression of the human race.

Could it be...

Could it be that the mysterious master of Long Wu is...

Human race? !

As soon as this idea appeared, everyone couldn't help but feel a little frightened.

This is almost unimaginable to everyone.

To know.

The True Dragon clan, even among the ancient royal clans, is one of the most powerful clans.

Only a few races can compare with it.

As for the ethnic group that can stabilize the True Dragon Clan, looking at all the ancient races, there are really only a few.

It is almost impossible for Long Wu to recognize the powerful human race as his main force.

after all.

Although there are many strong people among the human race.

But in terms of potential, there are only a few strong human beings who can surpass Long Wu.

It is impossible for the proud True Dragon Clan to regard the humble human race as their master!

And as Long Wu, the only new generation of the True Dragon Clan, it is impossible for him to regard the human race as the main one!

"Senior, I would like to ask, where is the master you mentioned just now? Can you come out and see me?"

The saint of all races wearing golden armor looked at Long Wu with a heavy expression and said.

"Meet the master?"

"You don't deserve it!"

"The master is not someone you can just meet if you want to."

Long Wu said with disdain.

The words fell.

She moved lightly with lotus steps and came to the front of Saint Sheng Yuan. A flash of light flashed in her palm, and a bottle of elixir suddenly appeared. She threw it into the other person's hand and said lightly:

"This is what my master ordered me to give you."

"many……"

"Thank you, senior!"

Saint Shengyuan is confused now.

Before and after Long Wu appeared, he was prepared to die.

But I don’t know why.

This powerful Saint King of the True Dragon Clan actually came forward to help him resolve the crisis.

He even...

He also gave him a bottle of elixir.

This matter, no matter from which aspect, is incredible.

In Shengyuan's view, the existence that can become the master of Longwu must at least be the strength of the Quasi-Emperor Realm.

Even...

It is possible that he is a great emperor!

And such a high and mighty existence, how could it be possible that he cares about the life and death of a small figure like him who has the cultivation of a saint?

Could it be...

Could it be that...

The other party can't bear to see that the last human saint of the human race dies in this southern region?

Thinking of this.

The idea of ​​Saint Shengyuan gradually became firm.

Although this idea sounds very exaggerated.

But it is the most reasonable explanation at the moment.

"This..."

"This is..."

"Is this the Purple Dragon Xuanyang Pill?"

After taking the jade bottle handed over by Longwu, Saint Shengyuan opened it and probed into the jade bottle with his divine consciousness.

After just a glance, he was shocked.

He just thought that the other party's main purpose was to help him out.

Giving away the pills was just a casual act of the other party.

But now.

His thoughts have completely changed.

Purple Dragon Mysterious Yang Pill!

This is a very terrifying Saint-level pill!

This kind of pill, looking at the whole world, is a priceless existence.

Ordinary Saint-level powerhouses are not qualified to own it.

Because.

To refine this level of pill, at least seven kinds of Saint-level spiritual medicines are needed.

Each one is not something that a lone man like him can find.

At least one old Saint-level powerhouse in the Holy Land can own one or two of them.

But now.

In the jade bottle in his hand, there are ten of these pills!

For him, this is already a huge fortune.

Even the great Saint-level powerhouses will be moved when they see it.

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