Chapter 892: Seven Immortal Flood Dragons

"Deadly Crow, are you playing me? Since you knew all this, why didn't you say so earlier and waste my time collecting this blue-green bronze?" Zhu Minglang said angrily.

"Superior Immortal, I have a way to lead it away, but it requires you to take a bit of a risk. The benefits inside are huge!" the Crow Immortal said.

Zhu Minglang fell into deep thought.

"I think this damn crow is setting you up. My guess is it used to lure others to their deaths with such schemes, starting off by dangling a small benefit, then leading them bit by bit towards the lair of the Marsh Dragon God, White Dragon. Who knows, in the end, it might even split the loot with that Marsh Dragon God down the middle!" Mr. Jinli expressed suspicion towards the Crow Immortal.

Zhu Minglang was indeed thinking the same thing.

The crow's words could not be fully trusted for now.