Chapter 1091: True Dragon Battle

The meaning of this sentence is not difficult to understand.

is a smart person, he should seize the opportunity to climb the dragon and attach the phoenix, and take the people he gathered to defect to the Seven Princes, so as to build a good relationship and change a good future.

Thinking about it from a normal point of view, there is nothing wrong with this, but Fan Lang has never been a normal person.

Only extraordinary people can do extraordinary things.

Fan Lang looked at the envoy in front of him and said lightly: "I understand the good intentions of the Seventh Prince, but I don't plan to bring people to him for the time being, but I have other plans." ”

Hearing this, the messenger's smile froze, and he even suspected that something was wrong with his ears. He asked stiffly, "What did you say?" The Seventh Prince ordered you to bring someone over, do you dare not go?"

Language is a very delicate thing, a word difference, a world of difference.

The word "dare" stimulated Fan Lang's mood, he frowned slightly, and gave an affirmative answer: "I dare!"

"You, you, are you crazy! That's His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince! The true Divine Son born to the Divine Emperor today, how noble his identity is, one sentence can decide the fate of countless people. Do you really treat him as an ordinary candidate? Tell you, for His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince, this assessment is just a game!" the envoy's expression broke his stiffness, and the spittle stars flew wildly, and his emotions were ten times more excited than Fan Lang.

"I'm not interested in discussing this topic with you, if you want to pat the Seventh Prince, then you can go to him and slap it, don't spit in front of me. My answer has been given to you, I will not take someone to find the Seven Princes, for this assessment, I have my own arrangements, and I will do it according to my own plan. You've come for nothing, where you've come from, and where you're going. ”

"You're crazy, you're crazy, to dare to say such disrespectful things. If this reaches the ears of the Seven Princes, your life will be there. Even your galaxy will be implicated. You say that I am a sycophant, and it is clear that you look down on me. Tell you, even if I'm a sycophant, I'm better than you madman! Let's see who can live longer!"

The messenger was so angry that he flew away.

In fact, Fan Lang didn't say anything disrespectful just now, just something to say, but it fell into the ears of this messenger, but it became a kind of great disrespect.

It's just that this messenger thinks too highly of Radiance and thinks that everyone should bow down to Radiance like him and obey orders completely.

When some people kneel, they want others to kneel with them, and there is no room for those who are standing in their eyes.

Fan Lang watched the envoy leave, turned his head to look at the people around him, and found that everyone's faces were very delicate.

Someone whispered: "Fan Lang, what you just said is a little inappropriate, right?"

"There's nothing wrong with that, I'm just talking straight to the point. Fan Lang didn't care.

"Having said that, after all, the other party is the Seventh Prince, and his identity is extraordinary, so he should be tactful. ”

"No matter how tactful it is, it makes no difference if you still have to refuse. ”

"You made your own decisions and rejected the Seven Princes, but now it's good, even we can't defect to the Seven Princes. ”

"I just made a statement for myself, saying that I would not bring people to join the Seven Princes, and I didn't say that I wouldn't let you go to the Prince. If you insist on going to him, I will not stop you. In this regard, it is entirely voluntary. Fan Lang said calmly.

The person who spoke just now was silent, everyone exchanged glances, and some people were communicating in secret.

Soon someone broke the silence, and Bai Yun was the first to say: "I choose to stay!"

The first person to take the lead can take the lead. Bai Yun's statement was very helpful to Fan Lang.

Most of the people chose to stay, and only a few chose to leave and went to the place where the Seven Princes were.

The number of Fan Lang's group was reduced to less than thirty.

There are fewer people, but Fan Lang's plan will not change with it, and he still has to give it a go.

If it was said that for the Seven Princes, it was a game.

That was a war for Fan Lang.

He had to win!

"Thank you for trusting me and staying with me. Cast it with a peach, and repay it with Qiong Yao. You choose to trust me, and I will definitely bring you the corresponding reward. In the next step, I will take you to destroy that important treasure of Feitian, and if you destroy this, you can completely destroy his prison escape plan, and then the entire criminal alliance will collapse and become a plate of scattered sand again. Success or failure, in this move, everyone come with me!"

Fan Lang said, spread his handsome wings, and soared into the sky.

Bai Yun and the others then followed and flew away with Fan Lang. After the previous cultivation, everyone has recovered seventy-seven-eighty-eight, and the battle is not a problem.

Feitian's little secret can be hidden from others, but it can't be hidden from Fan Lang, the location of that special treasure, Fan Lang knows it clearly, this is the key to breaking the enchantment.

With this treasure, you can break the enchantment, without this treasure, all the plans of Feitian will be in vain, don't expect to shake the enchantment in the slightest.

Fan Lang led the crowd to fly to the location of the treasure, and was just halfway through the flight when he met another group of people on the way.

I saw a golden chariot flying in the void, and the people pulling the chariot were all golden flying dragons, and there was a group of people standing on the chariot, and there was a soft divine light on the head of the person who led it, which was the glory of the Seven Princes!

It is obviously not a coincidence that Guang Yaohui actually led someone to intercept Fan Lang's group.

Fan Lang slowed down his flight and finally stopped altogether, and the glorious golden chariot just stopped right in front of them, blocking their way.

Guang Yaohui stood on top of the chariot, with a lofty posture, even if there were people taller than him next to him, it gave people a feeling of being inferior to him.

Compared with him, even the geniuses such as Wei Xiaobao and Lei Ming around him were compared. It's like the brilliance of the sun and the moon obscuring the glimmer of the stars.

Guang Yaohui looked at Fan Lang from a distance, and the two sides looked at each other.

Both of them are candidates, and both have formed their own alliances, and both have their own plans.

Who is the true dragon that commands the heroes, and who is the python that submits to it?

"See Your Highness. Fan Lang said hello from afar, and owed slightly. No matter how rebellious he is, this level of politeness still needs to be there.

Guang Yaohui nodded slightly, and continued: "I sent someone to invite you to come over to discuss the alliance's affairs, but you didn't bring someone to the appointment, presumably there is some reason for this, so I personally brought someone over." ”

As soon as these words came out, the messenger who had come back from the wall before showed a sneer and straightened up. He stood on the golden chariot, behind the Seven Princes.

In his opinion, with the Seventh Prince personally coming forward, Fan Lang will definitely be soft and will never dare to be presumptuous!