Chapter 1137: The Golden Eagle tribe, two

"Jinxian, the clan leader will grant you a month. If you cannot reach the clan person within one month, you are fully responsible for this!
Jin Chan said, looking straight again, and commanding him with a straight face.
As soon as Jinxian heard it, a look of gratitude immediately appeared on his face.
"Yes, patriarch, Jinxian must do his best!"
Jinxian worshiped him respectfully, but this scene made Jin Fei and other elders and other factions secretly sneer. Only the second elder Jinshui, one of them, remained neutral and did not speak from beginning to end.
After Jinxian left the mountain, he turned into a golden eagle and flew up to the sky, fluttering his wings and heading for the south.
Chuanyu was unable to contact Qin Yu. He decided to fly to the Terran Territory in person to see if he could find the Terran.
Yunhai area.
For several months, the construction of Yunzong Xianzong has been completely completed, and now it is quite large. Looking from afar, the place was originally barren, and now it has towering towers and towers, surrounded by fairy tales, like a fairyland on earth.
Under the arrangement of Wu Qi, the new monarch of Xianhai Sect of Linghai, Lingquan was designated as the sacred place of Yunhai Xianzong and was named Yunhai Yuquan. It was only for the memory of his master and any disciple of the sect was prohibited from entering it without permission.
At this moment, in the void Lingquan connecting the other end of the Lingquan, the dark dragon bathed in the surging spring water, revealing a pleasant look.
After several months of precipitation, its cultivation was finally completely stabilized at the peak of the imperial realm, and it was only one step away from its demigod realm.
"Alas!"
Suddenly it opened its head and opened a cheerful Dragon Yin.
"Haha, happily, happily, Ben Long finally found the feeling of the majesty in all directions, ha ha ..."
At that time, when it was seen in all directions, everyone had to worship when they saw it. Just as the so-called Black Dragon went by, all those who did not accept it became food in their stomachs.
The strength of having a wide range of places is freedom ...
In the other direction of Ningquan Lingquan, a red-haired boy, a young blood pupil, and a white-haired old man saw the dark dragon laughing with laughter, but looked at each other.
These days, they always have a strange feeling, they always feel that Qin Yu's Yuanshen seems to be dead, but this strange feeling is nowhere to be found, so they have discussed it in private.
Now, over time, this strange feeling has become stronger.
"Grandma, Lao Tzu is extremely skeptical. This is a trap that Qin Yu's kid has deliberately laid!" The hot-blooded sword spirit, who has always understood Qin Yu, couldn't help but pass the word on delimitation and blood-sucking gods.
Hearing this, Dingjie didn't speak, but in fact he had doubted it.
Qin Yu's boy doesn't look like a person who is so easy to fall down, because his city and mind are too deep.
The blood-swording sword spirit did not understand Qin Yu, but was rather disdainful of the idea of ​​the hot-blood sword spirit.
"Hot blood, what soup did you get from that cricket kid? It ’s all this time, and you still have this daydream, you really do n’t understand what the cricket kid is good for, you have to follow this bully Is n’t the dark dragon Megatron in the world bad? "
Blood Eater Sword Spirit couldn't help sneering at him, but Hot Blood Sword Spirit didn't refute the opponent's words, but stared at the dark dragon tightly.
Just before the time, when the dark dragon was so proud of himself, he felt a wave of Yuanshen in his body. For this reason, his heart was shaking. Could his guess be true?