Surrounded by countless ghost dragons, Ghost Chang was no longer afraid of anyone or any living being, because he now controlled two thousand four hundred and fifty-seven ghost dragons with incredible combat power, this was an army that destroyed everything in the center, even the woman named Mo Xing could not hurt him and his son in such an army. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Until Guichang heard the dragon roar of the two in unison.

Infinite coercion, supreme majesty, that is a kind of momentum that dominates the world, and it is a kind of order from the superior to his subordinates. This roar almost made Ghost Chang's heart, which had only built up enough self-confidence, collapse directly, and the two thousand four hundred and fifty-seven ghost dragons also let out a low cry of fear in unison.

Fortunately, Ghost Chang has a killer weapon to control these ghost dragons in his hands, which is a treasure that the ghost dragon has established a similar relationship with people to find him, and it is the only "ambergris" left by the person who built this underground palace that can absolutely drive away the ghost dragon.

Ghost Chang pulled the cork of the ambergris, and the smell of ambergris was stimulated by internal force to spread rapidly, suppressing the restless ghost dragon group in the shortest possible time, and even forced the more than two thousand ghost dragons to let out a long roar of refusal at the same time with the technique and voice learned from the "Dragon Talk".

There was a thud of flames, followed by thousands of the same sounds.

The vast space outside the chamber suddenly turned from darkness to light, and countless torches spontaneously ignited under the touch of ingenuity, and the heat of the flames even caused the air in the cavern to surge upwards slightly.

Ghost Chang was not too surprised to see the source of the two dragon howls before, because he had long known the existence of the two true dragons in front of him, but from knowing to seeing, it was already indifferent to Ghost Chang, who had thought about this scene many times.

But others are different.

Since more than 2,000 ghost dragons suddenly poured out, the three forces of the Mo family, Shaolin and Shantang, who had been in one place, finally spoke out again after being quiet for half a while, and all kinds of exclamatory voices.

"Dragons?"

"Is it really a dragon? just like the one in the painting!"

"How is it possible, there really is a dragon in this world?

Countless voices of discussion were loud or small, but there was one person who remained unmoved, and that person was Mo Xing. She was always quiet, and even the shock of seeing the real dragon didn't make her make any changes.

Mo Xing's eyes only had Ghost Chang alone, or only the bottle of ambergris in Ghost Chang's hand and every movement and voice that Ghost Chang made that might command Ghost Dragon. She has already transmitted the sound of the ink knot, no matter what, she only protects the safety of the disciples of the Mo family, and does not fight or rob anything else.

In Mo Xing's opinion, because of the sudden expansion of his strength, the ghost Chang had already thrown away the agreement at the beginning, if it weren't for the appearance of these two true dragons, I was afraid that at the same time as entering the tomb, it would be the death of their three-party treasure hunting team.

How could he withstand the attack from the two thousand four hundred and fifty-seven ghost dragons? Even if he stepped on the immortal realm, it was impossible for Mo Xing to resist it. At that time, Mo Xing can retreat with his amazing skills, but what about those Mo family disciples? What about the disciples who are still coming in the back? What about those treasures? The most important thing is that if you don't cooperate with this ghost Chang, how can you leave this underground palace that can only enter but not leave?

This man really has nothing to fear, and it's fine. Staring at the confidence on Ghost Chang's face, Mo Xing sneered in her heart, the state she was looking forward to had already begun to appear on Ghost Chang's body, so the next thing she needed to do was to wait, waiting for that opportunity to come.

Presumably, with these two True Dragons of the Immortal Realm making a move, the opportunity I need will appear soon. Mo Xing's face was still calm, but her body shrank naturally, as if she was afraid of the appearance of the two true dragons, and she avoided behind Mo Jie.

The real dragon's roar continued, as if questioning, and seemed to carry a little sadness and anger. Onichang couldn't understand what the true dragon was saying, but he could know everything through the "translation" of the ghost dragon beside him.

As a result, the two thousand four hundred and fifty-seven ghost dragons and the two true dragons, black and white, who were supposed to be their parents and elders, communicated with each other in a language that humans did not understand, or should it be said that they were verbally attacked.

Zhang Yun frowned and walked to the middle of the two black and white real dragons, raised his hand and was about to pat the black dragon to let it listen to his opinion, when suddenly a sharp and extremely cold in front of his neck hit, as if his life had been cut off by that sharp and extremely cold at this moment, Zhang Yun felt that his soul seemed to have been forcibly pierced.

But Zhang Yun was still alive, he knew that he was still alive, and everything just now was just because the white dragon's dragon claws moved slightly, and there was no movement of any physical nature at all, completely integrated into the normal "action" of the white dragon's long breathing. Just a thought or the flow of qi made Zhang Yun almost "die" because of what he thought was "death" in his mind.

It's not that the white dragon is suddenly ready to reconcile with Zhang Yun and the others and show mercy, this time it's still the black dragon, because the black dragon's tail really moved, rolling Zhang Yun in the middle, isolating the breath released by the white dragon.

Do you have something to say?

Zhang Yun's heart trembled, he didn't see or feel any "writing" from the black dragon, but the four words just now were reflected in his mind.

When you choose to trust me and I trust you, this means can be used, this is just a convenient means after the discerning eye reaches the state of our husband and wife, but there are too many restrictions and it is not easy to use.

It was the "voice" of the black dragon again, and Zhang Yun realized that the other party was going against the means of discernment, and put his thoughts directly on the target's heart.

Zhang Yun raised his head and looked at the dragon head high above and thought in his mind: This does require a considerable degree of trust, at least your wife and I can't come to this.

The black dragon's head moved slightly, as if looking back. Heh, Xiaobai, she doesn't have a discerning eye, but the changes in the qi in this underground palace are all from her handwriting.

Zhang Yun pursed his lips, and said in his heart that this couple really has all the powerful means, no wonder I am good at the left and the right Mengbo, but the result is still not as smooth as I imagined.

That monk will have great achievements in the future, as long as he doesn't die today. As for the little girl, I advise my master to stay away.

Skipping into my mind almost took you off topic. Zhang Yun raised his eyebrows, what I wanted to "say" was very simple.

We have confessed the Lord, and unless the Lord dies or we die, the relationship between Master and Servant will never change. The black dragon's "words" once again took the lead.

Zhang Yun began to have a little headache, he trusted this black-scaled true dragon who had become a fine too much, and he couldn't say everything when his eyes opened. However, he didn't plan to give up just yet, because when Zhang Yun discovered the true purpose of these two true dragons, he planned to help them.

"Xiaobai agrees with me to be the master?" Zhang Yun suddenly opened his mouth, because he needed Bailong to hear his voice.

Sure enough, Zhang Yun's words were immediately exchanged for a heavy snort, and the stirred wind blew his hair flying.