"So you are also a demon clan!"


    The master of the skyscraper tower looked gloomy and looked surly at the Dragon extraordinary. He had a murderous spirit in his eyes that was hard to hide. He said coldly, "no matter what you say, I won''t be fooled!"


    Long Bufan could understand the vigilance of the owner of the skyscraper tower. Soon he pondered for a while and said calmly, "if you don''t believe me, should Lord Bai Weng always believe him?"


    With that, the dragon''s extraordinary spiritual sense moved and took out a purple gold token from the storage bag, which was engraved with the unique totem of the temple Pavilion, vaguely emitting an obscure energy fluctuation.


    The skyscraper tower master''s eyes are slightly frozen. He used to be the deacon of the purple robe in the temple Pavilion. Naturally, he knows what this purple gold token means, which symbolizes the identity of the deacon of the purple robe in the temple Pavilion, and there is no way to forge it. It contains his own life essence and blood, which is connected with the life jade slips stored in the temple Pavilion. Once lost or died, this purple gold token will break itself.


    Now, this deacon token is in the hand of long Bufan, but it is not broken. Obviously, it is not the lost thing of the deacon of the temple Pavilion, but the Deacon token belonging to long Bufan himself.


    More importantly, the purple robed deacon in the Deacon hall, because of his special status, is a high-level personnel, so he is not promoted directly. He can only assume this responsibility after being personally reviewed by the Deacon chief Bai Weng.


    The master of the skyscraper tower was slightly cold in his heart, that is to say, Lord Bai Weng knew the origin of this guy clearly, but he still let him serve as the purple robe deacon of the temple Pavilion. Obviously, he had great trust in him.


    Thinking of this, most of the killing thoughts in the main eyes of the skyscraper tower immediately dissipated. After all, with the strong strength of Lord Bai Weng, it''s not difficult to see that long Bufan has half of the demon blood in his body.


    "Mr. Bai Weng, is he... Okay?" the main body of the skyscraper tower slowly fell down. After sighing, he asked. Even now he has reached the emperor''s realm in the martial arts, his voice is still full of awe when talking about Bai Weng.


    Seeing that the owner of the skyscraper tower finally believed his words, long Bufan was relieved. He immediately replied with a light smile: "it''s OK. Now he is in charge of the temple Pavilion, but the pressure is not small..."


    "Cough... Cough..."


    In the middle of the story, long Bufan was forced to cough up, and a mouthful of blood gushed out of his mouth.


    Seeing this, the master of the skyscraper tower turned his palm, took out a blood evil fruit from the storage ring, handed it to him and said, "if you take this, you can recover from the injury in a short time."


    Fu Linggui immediately reached out to catch the blood evil fruit and immediately sent it to long Bufan''s mouth with the permission of long Bufan.


    A strong smell of blood suddenly came to the nose. The wings of the dragon''s extraordinary nose moved. After smelling it twice, he opened his mouth and swallowed it. Two or three times, he ate the whole bloody fruit into his stomach.


    Boom!


    Suddenly, a huge force of blood and Qi burst out in the dragon''s extraordinary abdomen like a torrent, surging to all parts and bones, repairing the damaged place.


    The blood evil fruit is formed by countless martial arts essence blood and magic crystal evil Qi. It has the effect of condensing Qi and blood and increasing longevity. After a while, the pale face of long Bufan has gradually become ruddy. The wounds on the body surface heal at an amazing speed visible to the flesh eye.