Chapter 238 Demonic Energy

Magic weapon?

Qin Jun, who had reached the fourth level of the Mortal Transformation Realm, easily caught Jiang Ming's whispers. He shook his head and smiled, as if he was really a frog in the well.

"Your Highness, you are becoming more and more skillful in using your dragon energy." Sha Wujing smiled at Qin Jun, his face full of relief. Although Qin Jun now relies on his subordinates, his own progress , Sha Wujing saw in his eyes that he was definitely a monster genius.

"Just average, still far from a four-clawed golden dragon." Qin Jun waved his hand and smiled, then came to sit down next to Xiaoli.

His dragon energy could only condense a three-clawed golden dragon, which was embarrassing. Fortunately, he was so nervous during the battle that few people noticed this.

Dragon Qi does not belong to his spiritual power. Having dragon Qi is equivalent to having an extra kind of power. It has to be said that being an emperor has its benefits.

Of course, the emperor of the kingdom cannot condense dragon energy, at least he has to be the emperor of the dynasty to be qualified.

This is also an important reason why dragon energy is not known to most people.

Because of the trouble caused by the Lietan monks, Jiang Ming and the other three became much more honest. Even Jiang Ming did not dare to peek at Daji and the two girls anymore. It was obvious that Qin Jun's strength made him feel a little guilty.

The battle just now was also witnessed by the monks on the nearby shore.

"Who is that person? What happened to the golden dragon just now?"

"I didn't see clearly, it was too far away!"

"Are the people from Lietan dead? Tsk, tsk, I didn't expect these bullies to end up like this!"

"Lietan is nothing more than a second-rate force, and it deserves to be so rampant in the Divine Beast Lake!"

"Tsk, tsk, it seems that there are more and more powerful people in the Divine Beast Lake. When the Divine Beast is born, it will definitely cause a bloody storm!"

Hundreds of monks were talking about it, and Qin Jun and others were in the eyes of all forces, but no one dared to approach them, so no one recognized Qin Jun and others for a while.

Even if Qin Jun and the others look familiar, he would not associate them with their true identities.

After all, Overlord Qin Jun is still on the battlefield of Canglan Kingdom or Qianyue Kingdom, how could he come over to snatch the sacred beast from them?

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The next day, the Divine Beast Lake became a sensation.

It wasn't that there was something wrong with the mythical beast egg, but that General Mo Qilin, who represented the imperial court, came with his soldiers.

Mo Qilin's status in the Black Dragon Kingdom is not low. He can even be said to be a figure standing on the top of the pyramid. Especially after Bao Zhendan died in the battle, he can be said to be one person below ten thousand people.

"The court has something to do, everyone should leave quickly!"

Mo Qilin floated on the lake and shouted in a deep voice. The sound waves were rolling, making the lake surface ripple.

Qin Jun, who was meditating and practicing Qigong by the lake, couldn't help but twitching his lips. Is this guy brainless?

Sure enough, as soon as he finished speaking, someone jumped out: "Why, the imperial court has no power to manage the Immortal Cultivation Sect!"

This is the kingdom. The court and the world of cultivating immortals do not interfere with each other. Maybe the court of the kingdom can control many cultivating forces, but it is definitely not completely controlled, just like the three major sects in the Qianyue Kingdom that are on equal footing with the royal family.

But the dynasty is different. The royal family is the largest in it, and the Holy One is Heaven!

"Hmph! Just rely on me to be the strongest!"

Mo Qilin turned over his hand and took out a spear and shouted, the aura of the first level of the Void Realm burst out, causing all the monks to hold their breath, and the entire Divine Beast Lake became silent.

Bao Zhenshan died, and he, Mo Qilin, was the strongest in the Black Dragon Kingdom.

The monks from all forces were filled with hatred, but no one dared to jump out at this time, lest they be killed by Mo Qilin.

But no one left, because after waiting for so many days, who would be willing to leave like this?

"Are you the strongest?"

At this moment, a sneer came. Everyone looked in the direction where the sound came from, and saw a man in coir raincoat flying out of the woods, like a wild goose, stepping out of the sky with extraordinary grace.

"Tsk, tsk, it doesn't feel good to be slapped in the face in public."

Qin Jun sighed, the man in coir raincoat has the fifth level cultivation of the Void Realm, he is very powerful!

In addition, Sha Wujing and others had not taken action yet, and Mo Qilin had no chance to perform at all. This guy took the Divine Beast Lake too simply.

"This guy is so arrogant, I want to stab him to death."

Hong Hai'er played with the Samadhi True Fire in his hand and said, Qin Jun shook his head and smiled: "Don't worry, we won't take action until the mythical beast hatches. Of course, if someone can defeat the guardian monster, we will take action."

When he thought that he would get a divine beast, his heart became hot.

Better be handsome than Suzaku!

"Who are you?"

Mo Qilin pointed his gun at the man in coir raincoat and asked. He felt a dangerous aura from the man in coir raincoat. Such a strong man was definitely not from the Black Dragon Kingdom. If he was, he would definitely know him.

"It's someone you can't afford to offend." The man in the coir raincoat sneered. As he spoke, he turned over his hand and took out a black ruler. The atmosphere between the two was filled with the smell of gunpowder.

Mo Qilin couldn't help but narrowed his eyes, and rushed towards the man in the raincoat in a flash.

Qiang——

The iron spear and the black ruler collided, and the violent impact swept in all directions. The strong wind was raging, and the lake surface was filled with waves at the center where the two men were vertically descending. The powerful pressure made many monks by the lake tremble with fear.

The man in the raincoat snorted coldly, and with a flick of his right hand, Mo Qilin was directly thrown away and flew upside down for dozens of meters before he stabilized his body.

This scene made the imperial soldiers on the shore widen their eyes. Mo Qilin actually lost in terms of strength?

Before they could react, Mo Qilin and the man in coir raincoat started fighting again. The two of them had a tacit understanding. They were afraid of disturbing the eggs of the mythical beasts in the lake, so they both flew high into the sky and away from the lake.

"This guy has a demonic aura about him!"

Sha Wujing stared at the sky and frowned. Qin Jun couldn't help but be surprised and asked: "Who?"

"The guy in the straw raincoat! His aura is very similar to that of the Abyss Gate expert killed by Red Boy. I didn't notice it before, but just now he accidentally leaked a trace of demonic energy!" Sha Wujing said in a deep voice.

Abyss Gate!

Everyone fell silent. One of the Nine Lords of the Demonic Path, he is a behemoth far beyond the Nanzhuo Dynasty. Just thinking about it makes people shudder.

"Could this guy be from the Abyss Gate?" Daji asked with a frown.

"It's possible." Qin Jun said with a gloomy face, and his eyes looked at the straw raincoat man who was fighting fiercely with Mo Qilin in the sky again.

The news that he obstructed the Abyss Gate had already spread, and he didn't believe that the Abyss Gate hadn't heard about it. Maybe the Abyss Gate had already begun to make plans to murder him!

"What about the Abyss Gate? I'm here, Your Highness, don't worry!"

Red Boy patted his chest and laughed, but it was a pity that Qin Jun couldn't laugh. The eighth level of the True Immortal Realm might be at the top of the Southern Region, but Qin Jun always felt that there were also True Immortal Realm strongmen in the Abyss Gate, and even quite a few.

He didn't want to ignore this sense of crisis, after all, it was about life.

"General Mo is so strong!"

Xiaochun, not far away, looked at the sky with admiration and said, as a cultivator, who doesn't admire the strong?

"It's really powerful, but compared with the Holy Infant King under my eldest brother, it's not worth mentioning at all. The Holy Infant King can kill him with just one finger!" Jiang Ming shook his head and chuckled, as if he was the Holy Infant King, which made Xiaochun and the other two curious.

It's night again.