The Primal Continent, the territory of the Flying Ball Clan.

In the middle of a large mountain, a steep stone wall has been smashed open, revealing the crystal clear green spar inside, exuding extremely strong fluctuations in vitality.

The two men and horses faced off at the bottom of the stone wall.

Xiao Ze was dressed in a black robe, blocking in front of more than a dozen outer disciples, looking solemnly at the white-clothed and golden-eyed man not far away, with dragon horns and a majestic face.

Beside the middle-aged man, there were two dragon men with powerful breaths, as well as a group of powerful dragon retinues.

"Xiao Ze, you killed my eldest brother, my father, for the sake of Heavenly Court, has already opened up to you and spared your life, why do you still resist?!" A dragon man holding a jade fan asked in a stern tone.

"I, Xiao Ze, am only the master's little brother, and you want me to be your slave of the Dragon Court forever? Dream on! Xiao Ze sneered.

The middle-aged man of the dragon clan at the front said unhurriedly: "If you still refuse, then don't blame me for being ruthless, I will kill you on the spot and pay tribute to my soul in the sky." ”

Bang!

An extremely terrifying dragon burst through the sky, and the golden ripples representing the supreme majesty spread around the middle-aged man, making everyone feel as if they were facing an ancient true dragon, and they were all a little breathless.

"Ao Meng, do you want to make a face? It was you who wanted to seize the veins by force, which caused the dispute, and now you blame us for all the faults! This is what the Lord of the Dragon Court does? Liu Qianhuan held a sword in his hand, raised his eyebrows slightly, and scolded angrily at the man not far away.

"I'm talking, it's not your turn to interject." Ao Meng snorted coldly, and an extremely terrifying momentum condensed into substance, and rushed towards Liu Qianhuan.

Xiao Ze instantly flashed in front of Liu Qianhuan, and slapped his palms towards that momentum.

Bang! The sound of the collision was like a thunderbolt.

Xiao Ze took a few steps back, then stabilized his pace, and looked at Ao Meng with a pale face: "If you want to kill me, what kind of hero is it to bully a god-transforming monk?" What about the majesty of being a dragon power? ”

Ao Meng said with disdain: "Kill my son, let all of you go to the funeral, Heavenly Court will not say a word more, you can quickly sign a slave contract with me, I don't have the patience to spend it here with you anymore." ”

"Pull my people from the Four Nine Immortal Sect to accompany the funeral? Do you deserve it too? ”

In the distance, a handsome man came over and looked at Ao Meng condescendingly.

"I'm not worthy? I'd like to see who gave you the courage to talk to me like that! "When has Ao Meng been taunted like this, grabbing at the black brick void above the sky!

Bang! The space began to distort in that instant.

But a burst of white light flashed, and An Lin disappeared in place.

"What?" Ao Meng's expression was slightly stunned.

In a moment of astonishment, Bai Mang suddenly appeared in front of him, and a man holding a black sword blade with black qi lingering all over his body fell at him with a sword!

Wow!

The domineering and terrifying black sword stretched for more than ten miles, cutting the mountains along the road in half.

An Lin looked at the man in front of him, who was slashed back hundreds of meters by his sword, but the injuries were almost none.

"Ao Meng, the Dragon King of the Dragon Court of the East China Sea? But that's it. ”

Although he didn't hurt Ao Meng, the corners of An Lin's mouth were still slightly hooked, and he didn't take this king of the dragon clan in his eyes at all.

"You're An Lin?" Ao Meng's arms have cyan dragon scales visible.

Just now, he used his arms to protect him in front of him, blocking An Lin's full force blow.

"That's right, I am the sect master of the Forty-Nine Immortal Sect, An Lin."

An Lin generously admitted his identity, he knew that if he didn't have the strength to match it, then there was no point in negotiating no matter what, so it was better to show his muscles first.

He glanced at the dragon forces present, and there were only three people in the Void Realm, including Ao Meng.

In addition to Ao Meng, the other two, one of them was still the dragon clan power he had encountered in the Taichu Ancient Domain, named Ao Mingyu, the strength of the early stage of returning to the void. The other one has never met, and his breath is extremely low, and he can't see the depth clearly.

"What a hero out of a teenager." Ao Meng glanced at An Lin and said without smiling.

When An Lin heard this, he boasted to each other: "A good old man should be strong." ”

The corners of Ao Meng's mouth twitched slightly, and he sneered: "I hope you can understand what the revenge of killing my son means to me. If you want Xiao Ze to live, then you can persuade him to agree to become my slave, and evacuate all these people from this vein for me. ”

"Let my apprentice be your slave? Do you deserve it too? An Lin raised his head, and there was a little more indifference and anger in his eyes.

"Master......" Xiao Ze looked at An Lin, his eyes were a little red.

"Hahaha......" Ao Meng laughed angrily, "I'm not worthy? Okay, then you're all going to die here for me! ”

He had already made a calculation, and if he really couldn't do it, he would kill Xiao Ze and the others on the spot, anyway, there is a name for avenging his son here, and what he did is justified, even if it is Heavenly Court, it will not interfere.

After that, they will take their relics and the spirit stone veins together, so that the death of a son who is not a good thing is not too much of a loss.

When An Lin heard this, he said loudly: "Don't worry, let's analyze one thing at a time, in order, so that we can know who is right and who is wrong!" ”

"Stop talking nonsense, you're not qualified to talk to me about things here. Xiao Ze killed my son, it is a definite fact, he only has two choices, one is to become my slave, and the other is to pay for his life! I'll give you ten seconds to think about it. Ao Meng's powerful and terrifying aura erupted again.

The power of the Shinto, which was unique to the late stage of the return to the void, soared into the sky, and actually formed an extremely terrifying thundercloud tornado, howling and tumbling angrily.

Seeing the scene in front of him, An Lin gritted his teeth, and the green tendons on his head were rising, this Ao Meng was already so domineering that he was completely unwilling to communicate.

Ao Meng knew in his heart that they were the first to lose, if they really had to analyze it well, maybe there would be other variables, it would be better to come hard as soon as they appeared!

The power of the Dragon Court is stronger than that of the Forty-Nine Immortal Sect.

All the Four Nine Immortal Sect could do was give in and submit to the rulings he made.

"Since you think, I'm not qualified to talk to you about things. Then I'll let you know if I'm qualified or not! An Lin's eyes flashed with gold, and a supreme Wang Wei spread out.

Bang! Golden fluctuations filled the heavens and the earth, as if the supreme gods were looking down on all living ants.

Almost instantly, except for the Dragon King Ao Meng and the two men beside him, all the rest of the Dragon Clan's retinue were paralyzed to the ground!

An Lin is not a role to be manipulated.

Want to speak with your fists? Overwhelming people with force?

Okay, then he will let Ao Meng know who is pressing whom!