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Chapter 2069 Golden Dragon Wins Armor(2/2)

"Qisheng, what are you looking for me?" Zhang Ruochen asked lightly.

Qi Sheng said with a respectful look on his face, "Your Highness the Crown Prince, his subordinates are ordered by the Blood Queen. I hope that His Highness the Crown Prince can hand over the Blood Slaughter Son to his subordinates."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Ruochen's face suddenly changed slightly. He really didn't expect that the blood queen would send someone to ask him for the blood slaughter.

There is a deep grudge between him and the Blood Slaughter, and the Blood Slaughter is an immortal blood clan. Since it falls into his hands, there is no possibility of letting go.

Inadvertently, Zhang Ruochen exuded a faint murderous intent.

Feeling this murderous intent, Qi Sheng couldn't help but jump for a moment and said quickly: "The Blood Queen asked his subordinates to tell the Crown Prince that the Son of Blood Slaughter is of great use to her, and to protect it from the Crown Prince. In the future, the Blood Slaughter will never appear in the Kunlun Realm again, let alone be enemies with you."

"In addition, this is what the Blood Queen Maiden asked her subordinates to hand over to His Highness the Crown Prince to exchange for the Blood Slaughter of God."

Zhang Ruochen wanted to refuse directly, but thinking that Kong Lanyou and Chi Kunlun were both in the second gradient of the Endless Abyss, it was undoubtedly a problem for Ruoxue to take his anger on them for this.

My thoughts quickly turned, and Zhang Ruochen said in a deep voice: "Go back and tell her that I hope she can keep her promise. I don't want to see blood slaughter in Kunlun Realm again."

After saying that, Zhang Ruochen directly released Xue Tu from the space Linglong Ball and threw it at Qi Sheng.

"Your Highness, this..."

Qi Sheng raised the space bag in his hand and looked embarrassed.

"I don't need anything from her."

Staying with this sentence, Zhang Ruochen's figure disappeared without a trace.

Qi Sheng was slightly stunned and had to put away the space bag again. This result was expected by the blood.

However, no matter what, he finally completed the task and successfully obtained the Blood-Slaying Son from Zhang Ruochen.

Without stopping here for a long time, Qi Sheng immediately took the Blood Slaughter Son and turned back towards the endless abyss.

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Deep in the Yinzhan Mountains, they are surrounded by extremely strong Yinxia energy for many years. The environment is extremely complex. Even the top Saint King realm powerhouses dare not break in at will.

But Prajna seems to be very familiar with the Yinzang Mountains, and soon after, he has penetrated into it.

The deep Yin Burial Mountains form a world, gray, with countless dead spirits and ghosts wandering in it, dead silent, without any vitality.

In front of Prajna, there is an extremely majestic mountain. This mountain looks very unique, and its general outline is like a giant standing.

Compared with other surrounding mountains, this human-shaped mountain gathers the most yin energy and dead energy, and there are many fragments of fate lingering outside the peaks.

"The Yin Zang Mountains are indeed very unusual. They can actually confine the fragments of the fate of living beings. This place is indeed very suitable for me to practice my destiny."

Looking at the towering human-shaped mountain in front of him, strange lights flashed in Prajna's eyes.

"Let's practice here for a while first, and then go find the spirit of the Hundred Dragon Emperor Armor, or it will come to the door on its own initiative."

A whisper, Prajna took steps and walked towards the towering human-shaped peak.

She did not fly directly to the top of the mountain, but climbed up slowly from the foot of the mountain, carefully experiencing the magic of this mountain, and incorporating fragments of fate into her body.

Seeing Prajna climbing slowly, Jinlong couldn't help but look surprised in his eyes: "Hey! He is quite good at finding a place. This is an excellent place to practice the way of fate."

"Retract the Ming Emperor's Armor first."

After staring for a moment, the golden dragon stretched out a dragon claw and grabbed it from the air. Inscription patterns that fit the armor of the Hundred Dragons Minghuang condensed on the dragon claws.

When outside, the Golden Dragon was inconvenient to take action, for fear of attracting the attention of the Angel Patrolman, but when it reached the depths of the Yinzang Mountains, it had no worries at all.

Suddenly, the phantom of the armor of the Hundred Dragons appeared on the body of Prajna, and hundreds of golden lights rushed out from it, turning into golden dragons, making a dragon roar that shook the sky and the earth.

"Um?"

Prajna's face shook, and he quickly mobilized the rules of fate in his body, condensed an ancient and mottled gate of fate, trying to suppress the Hundred Dragons Minghuang Armor.

However, the power of the Golden Dragon is too strong. As the weapon spirit of the Hundred Dragons Minghuang Armor, it has a wonderful connection with its original body. With the current power of Prajna, it cannot be suppressed at all.

"Bang."

The door of fate was broken and the armor of the Hundred Dragons Emperor appeared as a physical body and flew out of Prajna's body.

"Swish."

The armor of the Hundred Dragons falls into the envelope of the Golden Dragon and is firmly grasped.

For a moment, the golden dragon's body grew rapidly and instantly turned into a giant dragon with a huge scale of tens of feet. The dragon scales on its body were dozens of feet in size, and the whole body was shining with golden light, as if made of divine gold.

The golden dragon occupies the sky, and her body emits a vast pressure from the Great Sage, like ancient sacred mountains pressing against Prajna, making her feel unable to move. However, she was not panicked and was already very calm.

The golden dragon lowered his head and looked down at Prajna condescendingly, his eyes cold and without any emotion, as if he was looking at an ant.

"Women of the Nether Clan, where did you get the armor of the Hundred Dragons? It's best to tell me honestly, otherwise, Master Long will pull out your soul and burn it with the divine fire for thousands of years, so that you can't live or die."

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