Long Junchen's chin was light. Although he had never heard of this Dragon Flying Society, he was not surprised at its existence. Some like-minded people could easily gather together to achieve great justice; while some people who were in love with each other could easily gather together to plan great evil. Great justice and great evil were always a matter of thought.

Hearing Cui Liewo mentioning the mysterious Dragon Flying Society, Zu Xiang retching twice, and she pulled her ears hard as if she had heard something bad. After thinking for a moment, she frowned and pondered: "Dragon Flying Society, that Dragon Slaying Organization? Hiss, I have never seen this before, but you also know that the guys of the Dragon Flying Society have always been elusive, and they are likely to hire or form a gang to send a lot of helpers. We don't know which forces are colluding with them, and which ones are in

To help them do things secretly, and to mention that the strength of those people in the Dragon Flying Society is probably even stronger than mine. With my cultivation level, I may not be able to discover it. But according to my guess, there seems to be a Demon Dragon Flying in this ancient ruin. Hiss, it is the one you are looking for. It has natural restraint on the Dragon Clan. The dragon slayers in the Dragon Flying Society must have been coveting the Demon Dragon Flying Society for a long time. Most of them will come to get a kick, but I just don’t know how many people have come.”

As Zu Xiang said, Long Junchen nodded slightly, with a cold light flashing in his eyes and his fists clenched slightly. He is now the guardian of the Dragon Clan. For the people like the Dragon Clan, he has natural power and water and fire, and there is no friendship at all. When he sees one, he should kill one, and there should not be any sympathy. Since they dare to send someone, they must be prepared for a long time and never return.

After chatting about the main business, Zu Xiang and Cui Liewo have not seen each other for many days. They began to talk about the old things as if no one else. They were friends from the old place and had known each other for many years, so naturally they had a lot to say. Long Junchen didn't like to hear such conversations that some women were similar to family matters and gossip, so he consciously left the open space for the two people with his hands behind his back. His eyes passed through the heavy black fog and looked at the slightly empty space in the Black Mist Mountains. He took a deep breath and murmured in a low voice: "We're finally here."

In the past few days, Long Junchen and the other two continued to rush towards the Black Mist Mountains. However, along the way, they did not choose to rest in the few open spaces nearest to the entrance of the ancient ruins. One reason was that there were already full, and the other reason was that Long Junchen was also afraid of meeting some acquaintances, so it would be fine if they met an enemy that had been formed by the Dragon Walker before, it would not be beautiful. Don’t fight before entering the ancient ruins, and hurt your vitality first.

So, the three of them were very consciously, with a mentality of not being able to play with, and stayed in a cave several hundred meters away from the entrance to wait. Time passed like flowing water. Long Junchen used these rolling black fog to gradually adapt to the breathing and heart rate rhythm of the undead land in the past few days, and actively prepared for the situation of fighting under the black fog. Soon he adapted to this somewhat suffocating air pressure. In such a quiet waiting, Long Junchen and Cui Liehu also discovered that more and more powerful people gathered at the entrance of this ancient ruins. Originally, when they first came, there were no people in this cave, but one day later, several practitioners sitting cross-legged on the trees around them could be seen. Later, even late at night, the mountain range was still full of people, and noisy sounds soared into the sky, and there was nowhere to be the forbidden area of ​​life.

As the waiting time passes rapidly for a few days, the black fog, which was originally as rich as sesame paste at the entrance of the ancient ruins, became thinner and thinner as if it was diluted by clear water. Obviously, the black fog that had existed for countless years would disappear under the practice of those elders. At that time, it was the time when the entrance of the ancient ruins was opened.

The fading of the black fog is visible to the naked eye, so people in the entire Black fog Mountains know a fact that ancient ruins will be opened soon. This exciting news also made the entire lifeless Black fog Mountains ignited by popularity. People chattered and the atmosphere suddenly became ignited. Small-scale conflicts also appeared one after another after the fading of the black fog.

Because under the temptation of the ancient ruins, it seems that everyone has become much more irritable. With a little friction, the people on both sides will fight immediately. Originally, the ruins are opened, and this kind of struggle is just for nothing, but if one side takes a more fierce action and hurts someone on the opposite side, then this small-scale friction will escalate into a desperate battle in an instant, and casualties in the battle will become commonplace.

The flowers began to go to the evening. At night, it was as cold as water, as if it was about to condense into a white frost on the black fog. The cold moonlight poured down from the sky and shone in the mountains covered by black fog. The moonlight was like water, but it could not penetrate the black fog that covered people, but there was a little starlight. Fortunately, it was sprinkled at the entrance of the ancient ruins. The black fog there was actually much lighter than that in other places.

Long Junchen sat cross-legged on a huge rock on the edge of the cave. Here, he could just look down at half a mountain range. At the foot of the mountain, he could vaguely see many figures and auras flashing. Even in the second half of the night, there were still many obscure auras coming along the Black Mist Mountains, like wild beasts crawling forward, approaching little by little towards the seductive prey.

"Dragon Fallen Club." Long Junchen murmured to himself, his brows frowned even more. What does an organization that he didn't even know, represent? Although this may be the secret of the dragon clan, or an organization he shouldn't have known, this organization is composed of human strong men after all, so he shouldn't have no idea. Moreover, it seems that Cui Liehuo and Zu Xiang only know about the existence of this organization. As for other specific content, they are not clear at all.

Long Junchen looked into the cave, then patted his hands gently. At this time, Cui Liewo and Zu Xiang had already fallen asleep first. There was peace outside the cave. In a shadow outside the cave, the originally calm black fog was slightly disturbed. The next second, a figure emerged from the black fog. This person was the person in charge of Yintian Island Affairs of MI6, Tu Dong.

After Ning Feng'er left, he handed over all the affairs to Tu Dong in front of him. Therefore, since Ning Feng'er left, Tu Dong has been in charge of the General Administration and other members of the MI6. When he saw Tu Dong coming over, Long Junchen nodded to him.

Nowadays, Long Junchen is less and less avoiding him. First, the people in MI6 are generally absolutely loyal, and Long Junchen is generally trustworthy. Second, he does not doubt people, but does not need to doubt people. Long Junchen may have to come to Yintian Island often because of the Dragon Clan's affairs in the future, so he must establish good relations with the local MI6 leader. Most importantly, he thinks Tu Dong is very capable. If this person passes the moral level, he can slowly develop him into his own confidant.

"Grandmaster, what's the order?" Tu Dong bowed to Long Junchen, without saying too much greeting, and asked in a deep voice...
Chapter completed!