"The dragon scales! blood-colored! were left by him, could it be ......" The black dragon was frightened, and looked at the group in the distance and guessed in his heart. At this moment, he still only showed one head, and he was frightened by Yang Daoyi!

He knew that one of them was a dragon, but he didn't know which one was a dragon. Now seeing this dragon scale is even more impressive. He concluded that it was not left by Yang Daoyi, so it could only be that 'fool'.

Just when the black dragon was thinking about life, suddenly a subtle blood line on the blood-colored dragon scales gradually glowed, and the dragon's power became more and more prosperous, but it came to an abrupt end at the heyday. A blood-colored image the size of a basin appeared in front of the black dragon.

In the image, a pre-weather rush into the ancestral vein, and a thousand-mile-long blood-colored divine dragon lurks in the mountain range, and the extradition of the weather fortune gradually takes shape.

The image flashed again, and the blood dragon ascended to the sky, achieving the true dragon body with virtual reality. The realm is unpredictable......

The dragon turned into a human body, but a huge dragon head was extremely weird.

"Hybrids!Hehehe, that's right!It's the dragon scales I left behind!," the dragon leader in the video suddenly called out to the black dragon, a mongrel.

"You, you......... You're him!" The black dragon almost died in fright, and the dragon's head was frightened.

In the light curtain, the dragon head man turned into a blonde and blue-eyed young man, who was exactly what Long Dahu looked like now.

"Tut-tut! It's me!" the dragon and tiger snorted several times, and looked at the big black dragon with contempt.

"Look at you, kid is not bad! It is not easy to reach the point of immortality with mottled blood. You and I are destined to give you a dragon scale today, and I wish you a return to your ancestors!

Long Dahu suddenly changed his previous hippie smile and said very seriously.

"My origin power has been taken away from this dragon scale, otherwise you may not be able to touch it! Although the origin has been taken away, it implies my personal enlightenment, you and I are of the same species but have taken different paths, so I should use you as an experiment!" Long Dahu sighed, I don't know why.

"To tell you the truth, I don't know what the result will be after your epiphany, but even if it's just a fur, it's enough for you! Goodbye should have a deadline, and I'll look for you in three years!" As soon as the words fell, the blood-colored mirror image disappeared, and an extremely lonely figure slowly turned its back, and a blood dragon dissipated into the air.

"Master, please be worshiped by the disciples! I will work hard even if the sword goes off the rails! Let no one in this world call me a bastard! Three years of penance will definitely live up to my expectations. At the moment when the dragon and tiger disappeared, the big black dragon knelt down at his back.

is also a dragon, even if the blood is mottled, but he also has the pride of the dragon clan.

At this moment, Long Dahu gave him a hope, which is a kind of spiritual sustenance, a kind of racial inheritance, and a kind of bosom friend similar to the mountains and rivers.

Fallen Demon Clan, on this day, a big black dragon woke up from a thousand years of sleep!

He is a good dragon, he has guarded one side, he has never done evil, he has never killed.

"Big Tiger! You looked like a tiger just now, just like your name. Saying that, Li Shaoyang actually laughed.

Suddenly, as soon as Yang Dao looked back, Li Shaoyang suddenly couldn't laugh anymore.

"You were laughing just now? No way! Isn't your heart sealed? How can you laugh?" Yang Dao's 10,000 years of experience can't explain all this. Because this is unprecedented.

"Ahem, I just feel that I am talented, so I can't help but laugh a little......" Li Shaoyang smiled awkwardly, and his words and expressions were already different from before.

Yang Dao looked at the Divine Dragon, and Long Dahu shook his head, looking harmless to humans and animals.

He thought that Long Dahu had used a trick, but he didn't.

"With emotion, it means that the heart is a little clear, and if the heart is clear, it means that the seal is weak! The seal is weak, but the heart demon does not fluctuate, so you should have figured it out a little bit in your own heart. No big deal. The old monster said in Li Shaoyang's mouth at this moment.

If one day you can see through the vanity, penetrate the past, the present and the future, and wander beyond the heavens, this is the best.

"Tut-tut, the strength is indeed a lot weaker, I hope you can come out quickly! I saw that the demons in my heart broke ......," Long Dahu sighed, and walked with the two of them in the direction of the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons.

And at this moment, the Ten Thousand Demon Valley also ushered in a group of people before Yang Dao and the others.

"Long Shuai! Our Lan Cong Palace has no other meaning, it is to form an alliance sincerely! After all, not everyone in the human race is bad. The forest is big, and there are all kinds of birds. Moreover, the current situation no longer allows for racial discrimination. You know more than the secrets in it, you know more than me, the old cripple who sits in the gate!"

Zhou Konghao sat on the Thunder Throne with a big bald head hanging in the air, Mu Chen sat beside him, and behind him were a hundred disciples of the Lan Sect Palace.

Opposite them was Long Teng, who was sitting alone on a small rock, ten thousand people bowing down and ten people standing beside him.

"That old man of your Lan Cong Palace is not dead yet, right! You have actually made Lan Cong Palace independent and become a hermit great sect, I'm afraid I have expected it a long time ago!"

Long Teng asked in a low voice, the old man he said was not Mu Sibian or who, he was also a supreme person, and he naturally had a long-term vision, let alone today?

"I'm not sure about this, after all, Mu Sibian is too shrewd, and you know it. However, we did have a plan for everything today, otherwise if our Lan Cong Palace was out when Tang Tian invaded Nanze, I am afraid that your demon clan would also suffer heavy losses! This is our sincerity! I don't know what Long Shuai thinks?" Zhou Konghao's eyes showed a fine light, and he said unhurriedly.

"The demon clan is already in decline, but the demon clan has me, do you think that I can't slaughter a realm by myself? The average strength is great, but it may not be the peak strength, and the strength must be strong! A hundred first-class gods can't kill a first-class Shangzhen, but a hundred first-class Shangzhen can't be worth a first-class supreme person! At that time, Cangyun didn't come out of the world! But I, Long Teng, was alone and became a supreme person? Do you think you can compete with my Longteng?" Long Teng sneered a little when he heard Zhou Konghao's words.

Zhou Konghao was so self-righteous that he overestimated his own face, which made Long Teng extremely dissatisfied.

"Speaking of which, you Long Teng just can't look down on me, and the Lan Cong Palace is weak! But now the Heaven Sealing Prohibition has been opened! The second generation of civilized supreme people will be born out of the chaos! How many supreme people can you Long Teng alone with? The hundred disciples behind me are all no less than the qualifications of Yang Daoyi! They can grow up and be born within a hundred years! This is the confidence of my Lan Cong Palace!" Mu Chen pointed at Long Teng's nose with a red face, and pointed to the hundred people behind him, and the whole person was shrouded in colorful light, like an angry cow, and the seven orifices were full of smoke.

"Hahaha! Okay! Give you a chance! You give out a hundred people, and I will give a hundred people! One-on-one! If you win, then I accept the alliance of Lan Gong Palace. Although Long Teng is arrogant, he is also reasonable and knows the truth of leaving a line in doing things.

Since a hundred disciples have come out of the Lan Zong Palace, then he has also sent out a hundred disciples from Longteng, and no one has anything to say if he loses! It's also extremely humanitarian.

"Okay! That's what it means!" Zhou Konghao clapped his hands like a bell.

"The Ancestor of the Ten Clans listens to the order, and orders Er and the Ten Clans to select any ten people from the Clan to come and fight! There must be no mistake!" Long Teng sat down on the strange stone and said to the ten people standing beside him.

The ten people were silent, as if they had been prepared, they clapped their hands, and ten more people walked out from behind each of them.

Lan Zong Palace wants to use the first hundred as a bargaining chip for negotiations, and the demon clan also has a hundred people to deal with it!

Although Long Teng said that he was the 'any ten' in the clan, everyone knew that the ten descendants of these ten clans must also be the top existence of the same generation!

Everyone is a smart person, and you naturally already know the other party's plans when you say a word.

The Bull Clan. The Green Dragon Clan, the White Tiger Clan, the Phoenix Clan, the Xuan Tortoise Clan, the Demon Ape Clan, the White Pony Clan! The descendants of the gluttonous clan, the nine-tailed clan, and the descendants of the descendants respectfully ask all Taoist friends to teach us. ”

The descendants of the ten clans walked forward in unison, full of vigor and momentum.

"I have heard for a long time that the ten clans of the demon clan are famous!, in the Xia Lan Palace, the disciple Mu Yanrong returned the salute to all the little animals on behalf of the junior brothers!"

As soon as this remark came out, it was unspeakably embarrassing. She said that the descendants of the demon clan are small animals?

At this moment, Zhou Konghao's eyes lit up, and he thought that this girl was too good.

Mu Chen's face was stunned, this girl is too violent! Who did she learn from? In case it is not good, these hundred people and the two of them with heads and faces will be killed by Mad Ou, or directly imprisoned for life! After all, it is difficult for a strong dragon to suppress the head snake, not to mention that there is a super big man like Long Teng in this town.

But even if he was a little afraid, Mu Chen was still very proud, and he deeply realized the truth that the tiger father has no dogs.

It's just that some of the people on the other side have already darkened their faces, as if they are about to drip water.

"Everyone of the ten demon clans is in awe, but when it comes to your mouth, they have become 'small animals'! It doesn't matter if a man dresses up as a woman! Insolence has a price. Long Teng smiled, and at a glance saw the fact that Mu Yanrong was dressed as a man, and gave her a little kind advice.

"What am I afraid of? I am not afraid of anyone in the same level battle!" Mu Yanrong looked at Long Teng, she knew Long Teng, but she didn't feel oppressed at all.

This has nothing to do with cultivation, but a person's aura and mind! After all, Mu Yanrong was originally cultivated as the future palace master of Lanlu Palace, so naturally he would not have stage fright like ordinary people.

Suddenly, Mu Yanrong drew her sword, broke her hair with a sword, and the green silk was scattered to reveal her true face, looking at the young people of the ten clans with a frosty face.

Even if it's a woman, but her courage is not inferior to anyone!

"There is no difference between women and eyebrows, but mediocre people mislead the world! There is no need to hide gender today! Who dares to fight with me!" The long sword in Mu Yanrong's hand exuded a clear fairy light, and the nine-colored glow behind her supported her tall body. She looked down on the younger generation of the Ten Clans like a god of the Nine Heavens, with disdain and excitement in her eyes.

"Old Ancestor, I am willing to take action to destroy her majesty! For the righteous path of my demon clan!" Behind the sturdy ancestor of the White Tiger Clan, an equally sturdy young man said to his ancestor with a tattoo on his head.

"Yun!" the old man of the white tiger just said one word, but he didn't particularly care.

"Only compete for superiority, not decide life and death! Don't hurt and be angry, stop at the point!" beside the White Tiger Ancestor, the old man of the Xuan Tortoise Clan said kindly with his two-foot-long eyebrows. The sound was not loud, but it could be heard clearly by both parties.

"This is nature!" Long Teng also nodded, agreeing with the Xuangui Sixteen-character policy.

The young man of the White Tiger Clan strode forward, walking without a long object, with a majestic momentum, worthy of the name of the White Tiger.

"The king of the White Tiger Clan has come to ask for advice!"

"The same Kaiyuan peak, the same momentum like a rainbow, hehe, the tigress vs. the white tiger, it's really exciting!" A beautiful woman of the Nine-Tailed Clan smiled evilly, and there was no lack of ridicule in her mouth.

However, this did not annoy people, but instead caused laughter and eased the tension.

It's just that the two parties are probably a little dissatisfied, Qi Qi glanced back at the nine-tailed fox, and when he looked back, both of them involuntarily lost their minds, their faces flushed, and they didn't know what they saw subconsciously.

"Forget it, Mei'er, don't tease them. Long Teng spoke, and the nine-tailed demon fox stopped, and both Wang He and Mu Yanrong had palpitations.

This kind of flattery has transcended race, ignores gender, and subtly controls people invisibly, which is very terrifying.

After the episode, Mu Yanrong still stood in the void and was indifferent, but the long sword in his hand was a little brighter, and the cold light was even better.

At this time, of course, there can be no idea of pity and cherishing jade, not to mention that the races are still different, and the aesthetics are not the same.

The king and the dragon walked in a tiger step, the tattoos on their bodies gave the appearance of a dragon and a tiger, and on their foreheads, there was a wisp of blood imprinted into a 'king' character, which was actually composed of more subtle tiger shapes.

His eyes were bloody, and although he was a human body, his fangs were more than three inches exposed. There are five white tiger phantoms the size of calves on the front, back, left and right, including the top of the head. The roars were incessant, and the murderous aura was amazing.

"One of the top ten young masters of the White Tiger Clan, it is really good, but it may not be able to defeat this little girl!" said the big patriarch of the Mangniu Clan on the side in a sullen voice.

provoked the old man of the White Tiger Clan to roll his eyes!

There was silence in all directions, the tiger roar was deafening, and five white tigers with white eyes and white foreheads pounced on Mu Yanrong, this blow was already the strength of Kaiyuan's peak.

"Slash!"

Mu Yanrong raised the long sword in his hand above his head, and in an instant, the light was shining, and the sword did not leave his hand, but five sword qi separated from the sword body.

This kind of sword qi is not as white as others, but faintly visible colored light.

"What is a white tiger! The white tiger is the master of killing! All the soldiers and weapons in the world will be controlled by the white tiger! This is the supreme principle of heaven and earth! A wisp of sword qi also wants to hurt the white tiger! You are afraid that you have been daydreaming too much!" Wang He smiled disdainfully, he laughed because Mu Yanrong had never seen the world, but a moth to the fire and brought about his own destruction.

Mu Yanrong was still silent, staring at her five sword qi motionlessly!

"Ahh Even when he killed the Five Tigers Phantom, the sword aura was endless, and he still had the strength to hit Wang He's body, but it was blocked by his weird tattoo.

That scream was not injured, but Wang He felt that he had seen a ghost. The impossible happened in front of me.

"The teacup is filled with water, and if you add more, the water will overflow. Fire can boil water, but it can also melt iron. The white tiger is a restraint weapon attack, but if it is strong, it can ignore the so-called common sense. The ignorant one is not me, but you. Mu Yanrong looked at Wang He coldly and opened her mouth to speak for the first time.

"Hmph, who do you think you are? Even if you are better than me, you can't get out of it. Wang He was furious, the tattoos around his body erupted in black and white, Wang He raised his hand, and many swords and axes in the field were all recruited by him!

Metal weapons roared, pulling each other, and the spirits resonated. Behind Wang He, a great world was condensed along with the Tao. However, it is not known what the world is like, and it seems to everyone to be a blur.

The magic trick that Wang He cast was so powerful that he couldn't make this form manifest at the peak of Kaiyuan.

"White Tiger Golden Realm!"

Wang He roared a tiger, and Pu Fan's big palm turned into two tiger claws, and in an instant, he transformed into a person, and the person stood in the field.

In the White Tiger Gold Realm, countless weapons formed by the law and order struck Mu Yanrong at great speed, and the space where they passed was distorted, the earth cracked, the swords resonated, and Gengjin was forever silent.

"The mastery of the White Tiger Clan, this kid hasn't learned home yet, tsk!" Not to mention others, even the king and the ancestor of his own family shook their heads.

"Can you win? They only know the power on the surface, but they don't know the victory or defeat between the virtual and the real.

"A sword flies to the immortal, and the nine colors are extinct!" Mu Yanrong was as cold as frost, and her white teeth and red lips were just a sentence.

The sword is invisible, the nine colors turn into fire, and the supreme holiness is supreme!

Fire is the sword, with the spiritual power of the Lan Cong Palace's "Lan Su Sutra" as the guiding core, there are no bells and whistles, just a sword.

The fire sword passed, the weapon shattered, and the netherworld disappeared. Wang He's tattoos were all dim, the word 'Wang' on his forehead almost collapsed, and his bloodline was suppressed.

This blow turned it into a tiger, and the fire sword stayed an inch in the center of his eyebrows, Mu Yanrong withdrew his hand and said, "Accept it!"

Even if the fire sword moved forward an inch, Wang He would die, but Mu Yanrong kept his hand.

In this life, there are very few people who can defeat me, and you are the first person who can defeat me within ten moves. Wang He said to Mu Yanrong in the form of a big tiger, and lowered his head in shame. Without waiting for Mu Yanrong to speak, he disappeared behind his ancestor in a puff of smoke.

"It's too fast!"

"Is this the strength of the first disciple of Lan Shan Palace?

"Hahaha!

The chaotic shouts in the field covered the joy, Mu Yanrong did not leave, still standing in the void, looking at the ten demon clans below.

"The younger generation is not talented, the peak of Kaiyuan, half a step into the mystery!I want to challenge the master of the ten clans who can match me with my own strength!" Mu Yanrong had no malicious intent, but it was definitely not a kind tone.

"Hundred people, if you fight ten people with one person, wouldn't it be unfair!"

"It's okay! I'll take care of the rest!" Long Teng spoke, stopping his voice.

Mu Yanrong nodded and thanked him, and the ten clans were shocked.