Chapter 250: Real Dragon

How to do?
Lin Fei was thinking hard, but suddenly heard a footstep.
"Brother Lin..." Hearing it, Wen Wen came back.
Since giving up treatment, Wenhou has been completely ruined, and the good disciples of Wanshou Mountain have completely become a robber, wandering among the boundless ruins with the big blue fish every day, seizing the opportunity is a mess of robbery , Has long become a huge cancer...
Now the disciples at all gates have to dare to go out in droves, I heard that there are still a lot of bitter masters, and they have gathered a large amount of spirit stones to offer warm rewards...
"Hey, these people are really getting poorer now..." Wen Hou entered the hall and sighed first. Then he found a magic potion out of Qiankun's bag: "He got greedy early and only grabbed one A 500-year-old San Yezhi..."
Then, as soon as I lost it, I fed the big blue fish...
"..." Lin Fei touched his nose. Now the big blue fish is also a shotgun. The original body of a dozen feet long has soared to thirty feet, and I don't know how many big potions have been swallowed. The aura of the whole body was so full that it was almost overflowing.
As for the magic weapon, it is even armed to the teeth. In addition to the original nine-turn demon circle, there is another ice soul dementor bell, one yin and one yang two pieces of martial arts jade inlaid on the top of the head, and a body wrapped around The seven unique dragon dragon ropes, with golden light shining all over them, did not need to move the magical power of the void when they were waiting for the robbery, just this golden light magic weapon can shake the suffering master first...
As for waiting for yourself...
Not to mention that!
Before you think about it, if you get a two or three hundred spirit stones, you will be moved to tears. Look at the present. Five hundred years of Sanyezhi can be used to feed fish. What are you saying that people are getting poorer now? It’s not all because you are getting too diligent?
"I said you should accumulate virtue..." Lin Fei looked at the greeting, with a look of contempt: "Look at what you are like when you are a fish, you can just the disciples of the three major schools. Now even those little gangsters don’t let go, why don’t you have any discipline and bottom line?"
"..." Wen Hou almost cried out, shit, why did I become like this, not all because of you, at the beginning, who took me, grabbed the Nether Sect and robbed the mountain sword faction, There are so many black pots behind me to back, now you talk to me about the bottom line, do you want to be shameless?
I was about to sneer, and suddenly remembered something...
"Oh, by the way, Brother Lin, I heard that Qianshanzong found a real dragon..."
"A real dragon in an institution?" Lin Fei couldn't help staying a bit when he heard this. It must be said that Lin Fei is no stranger to the technique of this institution. Generally speaking, it can be created with a true dragon-shaped institution. The fighting power above Jindan...
"Yes, yes, the organ is a real dragon. I heard that this Qianshan Sect did not know what luck it was. It was originally mining a spirit stone vein in a mountain thousands of miles away. The remains of a real dragon..."
Upon hearing this, Lin Fei frowned suddenly: "How long is that real dragon?"
"Forever!"
"It's a thousand..." Lin Fei knew at the first hearing that this organ was definitely a fighting force above Jin Dan during his lifetime. Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to drag his body above a thousand feet...
"The people who heard Qianshanzong said that the real dragon of that organ might have had a battle with the People's Congress before it died, but unfortunately it was defeated, and it fell from the sky, and the spirits escaped, turning dozens of miles into a spirit stone vein. Now, Qianshan Sect is convening all the disciples and intends to dismantle this real dragon and transport it back to Wuhai in batches..."
"The Qianshan Sect's luck..." For a moment, even Lin Fei couldn't help but envy. Jin Dan's powerful dragon, looking at the entire Wuhai and even the death knell, was afraid that it was a unique technology. Let Qianshan Zong get it. Ten years or 20 years later, I am afraid that Qianshan Zong's organ technology will truly reach its peak...
But this kind of thing, it is better to have less ideas...
The remains of a real dragon...
Who doesn't mind?
The problem is, this thing is too important...
Don't look at Lin Fei robbing every day, what Nether Sect and Lishan Sword School, it seems that everyone dares to grab, but in fact, Lin Fei has maintained a degree...
What Lin Fei robs is never something that is painless, Fang Jun’s ghost tomb, Cheng Hua’s ancient pharmacy. Although these things are very precious, even if they are lost, they will definitely not shake the foundation of the three major schools... …
But this time is different...
For the wreckage of the true dragon of this institution, Qianshanzong will definitely turn face with anyone...
Thinking of this, Lin Fei shook his head involuntarily: "Forget it, we still don't want to think about the wreckage of the real dragon in this institution. In case the Qianshan Sect is anxious, seven or eight Jindan masters chase down, that's true Can't stand it..."
"Actually, it's too late. I heard someone say it yesterday and ran quietly to see it. The wreckage of the real dragon was almost completely disassembled by Qianshanzong, leaving only one faucet left..."
"It's just that before the real dragon of this institution fell, the dragon head was crushed by a sword. The mechanism technology contained in it was naturally impossible to study. Moreover, after the death of the true dragon of this institution, his resentment stayed on. Around the faucet, the general monks are a little closer, they will be swallowed up by this infinite resentment, so now, even within Qianshanzong, there is no unified opinion, whether to continue to disassemble this faucet..."
"It's a pity..." Lin Fei heard this and couldn't help showing a bit of regret. The faucet was actually crushed by sword gas, and the technology in it was naturally impossible to talk about, but just after the regret, Lin Fei suddenly found something wrong : "Wait, do you complain?"
"Yeah, everyone now says, that's not a bit of resentment. It's that after the death of the real dragon, the ghost is still there. I want to borrow the corpse to return to my soul, and seek revenge from the sword-crushing leader..."
"..." Lin Fei couldn't help crying or crying. The creation of the institution, although there was Yuan Ling, but where did he borrow the corpse to return his soul?
But this resentment...
Thinking about it, Lin Fei's eyes gradually brightened up. If everything went well, the spirit of the bone pattern might have fallen...
"Go, look!"
"Ah?" Wen Hou suddenly didn't react. What good is a faucet crushed by sword gas?
Didn’t you say, even inside Qianshanzong, they haven’t decided whether to continue dismantling, but you have to go and see...
It is a pity that Lin Fei had no intention of explaining at all. There was no way for Wen Hou to release the big blue fish. The two sat on the back of the big blue fish and flew all the way to the place where the real dragon crashed...