Chapter 1814 How Could You Ignore Death?

Latest website: Meng Duan and Wen Chu were both a little anxious.

If the Taoist Saint of the Dragon Clan is not tricked into leaving the scene, they have no chance of capturing all the Taoist tools!

Even if they get one less item, they will feel like they are at a huge loss.

For this reason, Dao Sheng Wenchu ​​had to take the initiative to speak.

"Ahem, that..."

"Something happened outside."

Jiang Cheng nodded deliberately with a serious face.

"Yeah, it's too dangerous here. How about we trade another day?"

How does this work?

If it were another day, wouldn't today's action be in vain?

What's more, if the delay continues, if other surrounding realms learn that there are more than a dozen eighth-level Taoist artifacts here, they will definitely get involved in this transaction.

When the situation becomes chaotic, it will not be their turn to take advantage of the situation.

"No! It can't be another day!"

Meng Duan, who was standing behind with disguised cultivation, couldn't help blurting out.

"We have been preparing for so long, and the entire Jingzhu Immortal Mansion has been busy with it. How can we change the date just for this reason?"

Jiang Cheng is not stupid.

Although he still didn't recognize him, he knew that he must be a follower disguised as a Taoist saint from the Immortal Mansion.

So he deliberately curled his lips towards Anxu in front of him.

"Are your people so unruly?"

Meng Duan almost went crazy on the spot.

His status is different from other Taoist saints. As the chief disciple of Jingzhu Taoist God and the chief steward of the Immortal Mansion, his status is actually much higher than that of Anxu, the second generation ancestor.

Anxu usually doesn't dare to be presumptuous in front of him.

But now, the plan has not yet succeeded, and he must continue to play the role of 'follower'.

Looking at the doubtful look in Jiang Cheng's eyes, he had no choice but to secretly send a message to An Xu.

"scold me!"

"ah?"

"I must gain his trust and not let him doubt my identity. Otherwise, if I alert the enemy, he will withdraw from the deal."

"oh oh."

Anxu was shocked at first, and then happy.

Is there such a good thing?

The second generation ancestor immediately turned around and gave Meng Duan a big mouth.

"I am here, young master. Is it your turn to jump out and call me?"

He had actually wanted to say this to Meng Duan for a long time.

I am the son of the Taoist God and you are his disciple. Why are you above me?

It's just that Jingzhu Taoist God himself thinks highly of Meng Duan.

He just couldn't resist.

This time it gave him a chance to vent.

Snapped!

He slapped her again.

"I didn't give you permission. Do you have any room to speak?"

"Do you want to die if you don't have anything you can see?"

Meng Duan was almost stunned by him.

He wanted to use his murderous eyes to press Anxu to the ground and cut him a hundred times.

I asked you to scold me a few words, why the hell did you do it right away?

Just wait for me!

"enough!"

He had to send a message to stop Anxu.

"Now you think of a way to trick that female dragon out."

Only then did Anxu retract his hand without feeling satisfied.

He also saw Meng Duan's plan.

So he turned around and started to remind Can Ling.

"Ahem, well, your people are being hunted outside."

Cang Ling smiled and nodded.

"so what?"

This rhetorical question choked Anxu and the others.

This is your ‘fellow race’!

Unlike the huge human race, many minority groups are unusually united and have unprecedented unity.

Because of lack of unity, they have long been eliminated in previous catastrophes.

Could it be that your dragon clan is relatively unique and you don’t want to save people even if they are popular?

Seeing that she was indifferent, Anxu could only be patient and understand her with reason and emotion.

"Aren't you going to do something if your fellow tribesmen are being hunted?"

Can Ling looked confused, "Do I need to do something?"

"this……"

Anxu opened his mouth, a little crazy.

"He is about to be killed. You will soon lose one of your kin. This is such a tragic thing. If you don't save him today, how will other kin treat you in the future?"

It's a miracle that this dude can say such heartfelt words.

It's a pity that Can Ling hasn't had enough fun yet.

"I think he's doing very well. He's not injured. He's still far from dead."

Her raised red lips conveyed a strong sense of teasing.

"Since there is no life-threatening danger, just treat it as a training exercise."

"After going through this ordeal, I believe he will be stronger in the future."

Anxu almost wanted to curse.

Are there any leaders like you?

Even if you are a scumbag like him, if you see someone bullying the disciples of Xianfu outside, you will stand up and yell, right?

Damn it!

He could only send a message to the Taoist saint outside who was pretending to be a dragon.

"What did you do? There are no injuries at all. It's so fake!"

"How did she fall for this?"

The Taoist saint was a little speechless.

What's going on, you have to get really hurt while acting?

Anxious Meng Duan was also transmitting messages.

"Think about those fifteen eighth-level Taoist weapons!"

"Let alone being injured, what does it matter even if you are on the verge of death? The price is completely worth it!"

“If you can’t let go of the child, you can’t trap the wolf!”

The Taoist saint pretending to be a dragon almost vomited blood on the spot.

How about you take over my role?

However, he had no choice.

After being urged by Anxu and Mengduan, the four Taoist saints at the rear changed their style of just thundering without rain and started to play seriously.

The offensive of the four people was more than three times strengthened.

The most important thing is that their attacks no longer deliberately hit empty spaces, but instead stare at the huge 'dragon body' for bombardment.

In an instant, the Taoist saint in front of him who was playing the role of a dragon was bleeding profusely all over his body.

He tried his best to dodge, and from time to time he would symbolically release a few blasts of origin backwards.

But after all, it was one against four, not to mention that in the script, he was the weak one being hunted, and he couldn't show his Taoist-level strength.

So I could only run away while continuing to scream for help.

I hope Cang Ling can be lured out soon.

"look!"

Anxu jumped up immediately.

Pointing at the 'dragon clan' that was howling after being beaten, he shouted loudly towards Can Ling.

"Look, your fellow racer is in danger now. He has been hit hard!"

Can Ling smiled slightly.

"It's just a little injury, it's nothing. Our dragon clan always gets braver as we fight."

"Is this just a little injured?"

Anxu couldn't stand it anymore.

I wonder why your dragon clan is so cruel to your fellow clansmen?

"He is bleeding like crazy. If he continues like this, he will die at any time!"

Cang Lingxin said that it is no longer logical for you to act so deliberately and urgently.

How did you let me be fooled?

"Isn't he dead? It's still early."

"Is this still early?"

Anxu felt that his knowledge had been refreshed.

Compared to this female dragon, am I too kind?

He could only continue to transmit messages to those Taoist saints secretly.

"Keep fighting!"

"Intensify!"

"Didn't you eat?"

"He is a Taoist saint and cannot be beaten to death!"

Under his constant intimidation, the Taoist saint pretending to be a dragon was in bad luck.

Originally it was just some flesh wounds.

As the offensive of the four people behind him intensified, he began to suffer internal injuries, and even his foundation was gradually shaken.

If this continues, he might really be beaten to death while acting.