Chapter 382

The white lotus bloomed. Dishi Yanluo snorted coldly and wielded his broad sleeve. Following his move, nearly a hundred Yu Clan people, who were standing behind him, walked out of the hall one after another.

Along with a deep and resonant buzzing noise, the front door of the hall was closed. Dishi Yanluo was the only one left in the great hall.

Clear and bright white light spots drifted out from the stamens of the white lotus, within which, a silhouette emerged. After that, he walked out of the white lotus, and that hazy silhouette gradually condensed into a tangible shape, showing up as a scrawny, middle-aged man.

This middle-aged man was wearing a coarse flax shirt and was barefoot. His long hair was lazily tied into two buns on top of his head, tied up with a pair of dark-golden ropes that were thickly covered in spell symbols. He was holding a three-foot tall jade bottle in his left hand and an eight-foot long golden wooden stick in his right hand. This middle-aged man, who was nearly three-zhang and three-feet tall, expressionlessly nodded to Dishi Yanluo.

"Emperor!" The middle-aged man opened his mouth and greeted in a deep voice.

"Miao Lian." Dishi Yanluo looked at Miao Lian with a darkened face, sneered and said, "Don't even think that I will agree to your condition. Preach to human slaves of my clan? This won't bring me any benefits, I will never agree to your condition. "

"In this world, there is no such thing as' absolute '. Everything can change at any time." Said Miao Lian coldly and blandly, "For example, you might be interested in the information I brought this time."

"I will not be interested in any information about you." Dishi Yanluo proudly looked at Miao Lian and said, "I am very interested in your life!"

Dishi Yanluo gave a vicious grin, then his body flashed across the air and suddenly transformed into three hazy blood-red silhouettes. His right hand was like a dagger, fiercely hacking towards Miao Lian's vital body parts.

Miao Lian swung the jade bottle held in his left hand. Black and white streams of airflow were released from the mouth of the bottle, transforming into layers of clouds and wrapping Miao Lian up. Dishi Yanluo's hand chopped on the black and white clouds. Blood-red light dazzled in all directions, cutting layers of clouds apart. However, the black and white streams of airflow from the mouth of the bottle seemed to be ceaseless. No matter how fast Dishi Yanluo waved his hand, he couldn't approach Miao Lian's body.

"Interesting!" Dishi Yanluo gave a vicious grin and said, "When I saw you before, we were all in the wild, so I couldn't do anything to you. But this time, since you dared to show up in my palace, I will let you taste the supreme power of the blood moon! "

While laughing viciously, Dishi Yanluo opened the erect eye between his eyebrows. Along with a deep spell incantation, the roof of the palace suddenly lit up. Layers of blood-red clouds emerged from the air, looking just like the swirling clouds above the tower outside. The blood-red clouds began rotating slowly, and in the middle of the clouds, a faint hole was forming.

"In this case, please, Emperor, suffer a little bit!" Miao Lian snorted coldly and waved his left hand. Abruptly, an extremely high-pitched bird song came out from the black and white streams of airflow. A hazy silhouette darted out from the black and white streams of airflow, that silhouette was holding a tiny wooden stick, swiftly smashing towards Dishi Yanluo's head.

Dishi Yanluo had never even dreamed that a person was hiding in Miao Lian's jade bottle. The tiny wooden stick smashed on his head along with a loud clang, causing blood to splash out in all directions. The blood-red cloak worn by Dishi Yanluo spurted out tens of thousands of meters of blood-red flame, condensing into numerous extraordinarily beautiful blood-red flowers that blocked the attack of the wooden stick. However, those flowers were shattered into pieces by this seemingly tiny wooden stick.

Miao Lian then waved the jade bottle in his hand. Black and white streams of airflow roared out like torrents, wrapping Dishi Yanluo's body up and grinding his body. The blood-red flame spurting out from Dishi Yanluo's blood-red cloak was dimmed by the black and white streams of airflow, then shattered into pieces one after another.

The silhouette that darted out from the jade bottle raised the small wooden stick and once again fiercely smashed on Dishi Yanluo's chest.

Followed by a muffled boom, the blood-red flame in front of Dishi Yanluo's chest disintegrated completely. The great impact force made him stagger back, his blood surged straight up to his head, and even his face turned glowing red.

"You bloody thing!" Dishi Yanluo growled out in rage. He raised his right hand and clenched his fingers in the air. A beam of blood-red light flashed across the air, within which, an oddly shaped, blood-red long sword appeared in his hand. He raised his right hand and was about to launch the sword attack towards the silhouette that had sneakily attacked him. However, the wooden stick held in Miao Lian's right hand fiercely swung down.

As soon as the wooden stick swung down, a golden stream of light swooshed up into the sky. Within the golden stream of light, one could faintly see hundreds of millions of beasts sitting on clouds with smiles on their faces, while incanting spells. A continuous, peaceful and peaceful sense of power, that could make people relax both physically and mentally, gushed out.

Dishi Yanluo was struck by the golden stream of light and heard the incantations of those beasts. Instantly, the speed of his attacks slowed down greatly, and the blood-red flame wrapped around his body was nearly extinguished by the great pressure. The wooden stick slightly poked on Dishi Yanluo's wrist, nearly breaking the bones of his wrist. The long sword let out a loud clang and fell on the ground.

The silhouette that darted out from the jade bottle once again swung the wooden stick down. This time, Dishi Yanluo let out a raging growl. A blood-red heavy armor suddenly emerged from his body, layers upon layers of blood-red flowers darted out of the armor, like countless speedily rotating blades, towards that small wooden stick.

The silhouette sighed slightly and said in a low voice, "In this case, don't blame me for being too cruel."

While sighing slightly, the silhouette took out a jade talisman that had been shining with a golden light and darted out from his left hand, releasing an immeasurable amount of clear light that illuminated the air. Once the blood-red flame released from Dishi Yanluo's heavy armor touched this clear light, it instantly disintegrated, and the wooden stick fiercely smashed on his chest without any resistance.

Clang! The chest armor was suddenly shattered by the clear light, and the wooden stick pierced through the armor and struck on Dishi Yanluo's chest. Dishi Yanluo vomited a mouthful of blood, and was sent flying backwards like a falling leaf.

"Supreme Blood Moon, grant me inexhaustible power!" The cloud hole on top of the palace had already been opened, and a dense and cold stream of power shone down from the cloud hole. Dishi Yanluo gave a vicious grin, slightly waved his hands towards the cloud hole.

The silhouette sighed again, then wielded the golden jade talisman in his left hand and released a clear stream of light, forcibly sealing the cloud hole.

The grin on Dishi Yanluo's face suddenly froze. He stared at Miao Lian and that silhouette in a daze, and couldn't say anything for quite a while.

Miao Lian took back the black and white mist contained in the jade bottle, grinned and said to Dishi Yanluo, "Emperor, can you listen to me now? Miao Lian's younger sister has a proud disciple, her name is Qing Mei. This time, she has discovered something that is related to you, Emperor. "

Before Dishi Yanluo said anything, Miao Lian smiled and continued, "Perhaps, this time, Emperor, you can lead your army and break the defensive line of the humankind in the Chi Ban Mountain area, then march straight into the fertile land of the humankind, and make a great contribution."

Dishi Yanluo looked at the cloud hole, which was sealed on top of the palace, and his eyes sparkled. He remained silent for quite a while, then slowly nodded.

"Perhaps, I should listen to your opinions." Dishi Yanluo looked at Miao Lian, pretended to be calm and said, "After all, I still remember that you have helped me a bit, more or less, to ascend to the throne of the Emperor in power."

Miao Lian gave a bitter smile, shook his head, sighed and said, "Emperor, as long as you remember those little contributions of mine."

He wielded the wooden stick held in his right hand, and a beam of light flashed across, after which, a map of mountains and rivers appeared in the middle of the palace. Judging from the map, it was a panoramic map of the Evil Dragon Bay.