"Tongtian, you give Uncle and I'll get out! I'm going to fight you for thirty rounds! ”

The dragon saint's low roar full of boundless anger echoed over Penglai Immortal Island, the ancestral dragon's anger changed color in the sky, just a few breaths between the originally clear sky Penglai Immortal Island wind and clouds changed color, black clouds pressed the island island to destroy, the wind and thunder howled, and the rain poured!

A wave of waves stronger than the previous wave struck towards Penglai Immortal Island, slapping on the island protection array of Penglai Immortal Island, making a deafening roar.

Following the ancestral dragon to the group of dragon monarchs outside Penglai Immortal Island, a curious voice came out: "Anyway, why did Grandpa say thirty rounds?" Generally speaking, shouldn't provocative people say 300 rounds of war? ”

For this junior in the clan who published an unusually stupid question, the senior of Long Jun, who was standing next to this curious dragon baby, did not hesitate to slap the stupid boy in the clan twice, and the unlucky baby who slapped it was two stumbles at that time: "Idiot, three hundred rounds? Don't look at the object, that's the Great Sage of Tongtian, your grandfather usually bragged that he could survive thirty rounds under the hands of the Great Sage of Tongtian, no matter how much ...... If there is more, your grandfather will be defeated, and where will you put your face? Three hundred rounds, if the Great Sage of Tongtian really believes, and fights with your grandfather for three hundred rounds, it is strange that your grandfather will not be beaten to the point that his nose and face are swollen. So the little rabbit cub will learn a little bit in the future, this is what your grandfather used to say about language arts, you have to leave room for maneuver in everything you do, you know? ”

Xiao Longjun, who was photographed, watched the big casserole slap of his own parents fanning back and forth on his head, completely looking like he would fall at any time, Xiao Longjun hurriedly swallowed his saliva in fear and nodded desperately to show his understanding.

A handsome young man in an ice-blue robe flew into the air with an ice lump of hidden demonic scarlet light. After saluting respectfully to the giant divine dragon hovering over Penglai Immortal Island, he spoke: "Your Majesty the Dragon Saint Crown." I'm sorry that my sect leader went out to travel some time ago, and I don't know what to do in Biyou Palace, so please forgive me. ”

"Tongtian is not there? What a time for me to come! "I was a little apprehensive. Afraid that Tongtian's madman rushed up to beat him in front of the juniors, Zulong, who was relieved on the spot after learning that Tongtian had run out and traveled around. After the ancestral dragon who said his heart because he was too nervous, he quickly coughed to hide his embarrassment, and asked the Tongtian Holy Son who had just flown up, "...... Ahem, what is the situation with that old thing in Tongtian? Knowing that this seat was coming, so he absconded in advance? I can't hide from the first day of junior high school, but I can't hide from the fifteenth, when did this old shameless person leave? ”

Glancing at the ancestral dragon, Zhao Ping immediately showed a panicked look, and said cautiously to the ancestral dragon: "Your majesty the dragon holy crown." If you are in a hurry, the little nephew can immediately crush the recall charm and summon the sect leader back to confront the dragon crown. ”

When did this kid become so upright? Wasn't he quite smart when he first saw him, Zu Long looked at Zhao Ping with a "panicked" look on his face in amazement. Recalling that the Great Sage of Scavenging was disrupted by someone halfway, and ran back to beat up a few people looking for him so that they didn't even recognize their parents, Zu Long suddenly shuddered.

Seeing that the only cub of Tongtian's miscellaneous bird family had raised his hand and took out a piece of familiar blue bird feathers overflowing with holy power, Zu Long's face immediately changed, and his heart was as if there were thousands of banlan roots running wildly, and he hurriedly remedied it at that time, and took the holy son of Tongtian who was about to pinch the most ice blue feather: "Virtuous nephew and slow." The matter between this seat and Tongtian is not in a hurry, and this seat is just asking for an explanation, looking at it for the sake of the Kyushu demon, this seat is not entangled with Tongtian for the time being. When the guy came back to this seat, he would look for him and talk about it. ”

Glancing at the ancestral dragon who was in a cold sweat, Zhao Ping secretly laughed and then raised his hand and took out a pure black "death page" from his arms, and handed it to the ancestral dragon with a very respectful look: "Speaking of the dragon holy crown." Since you are here with your dragon monarch, it is better to save me from intercepting the people in the sect to run again. This is a letter left by the sect master, and I ask my little nephew to pass it on to you and ask you to take a look. ”

"Dead pages?!" Ancestral Dragon, who had been an opponent of the Great Sage of Tongtian for tens of thousands of years, certainly knew what this pure black page meant. The Dead Page is only a manifestation of the power of death that can only be produced by the Celestial Guy, and if this Dead Pages is used properly in terms of power alone, it is not too much of a problem to use it to summon the "Death Finger" of the Saint's signature attack.

The golden light flashed, and the huge body of the ancestral dragon gradually shrank, and finally turned into a middle-aged man dressed in a dark golden dragon pattern robe, and the middle-aged man who exuded the heavy power of the dragon saint raised his hand and summoned the death page in Zhao Ping's hand into his hand.

The news of the Red Night Zerg that Zhao Ping used to fool Kong Xuan quietly appeared on the dead page in the form of words, and after quickly sweeping the things recorded on the dead page, the Ancestral Dragon Sorrowful Wind Dao person, who was still a little unimpressed, immediately changed his face, and a piercing deep chill flashed in his sharp and solemn dark golden dragon pupils!

After a long time, the ancestral dragon looked up at Zhao Ping, the Holy Son of Tongtian, and waved the page of precious and abnormal pure black paper into a little black light and disappeared into the air, and the Sad Wind Daoist said solemnly: "Virtuous nephew, this matter is already clear. This feast counts my dragon king's lineage! Tongtian deserves to be Tongtian, and sure enough, he is one step ahead of us. The virtuous nephew should actually be just a pretense for going out to travel all over the world, right? I'm sure Tongtian must have gone to the Zerg lair by now to further understand the details of the Zerg lair. ”

The coordinates of the Red Night Zerg's starry sky lair, for Tongtian, they actually made this thing. The people of the Sad Wind Dao shook their heads with emotion, and couldn't help but praise themselves again in their hearts, their sworn enemy, worthy of being the great sage of Tongtian and the peerless saint in the famous earthquake domain.

Zu Long was silent for a moment before looking up at Zhao Ping, and said solemnly: "Since Ling Zun has this plan, the matter of the lich gambling has been revealed. The matter of gambling and fighting will be handled by the sect, and my dragon monarch will make every effort to prepare for this foreign war, and in terms of the witch clan, don't lose the face of my Kyushu demon clan! ”

"The Wu Clan is just a remnant of life, why am I afraid of it?" Zhao Ping calmly faced the terrifying and terrifying huge dragon saint coercion of the ancestral dragon, and his tone was flat.

"Good, that's good." Zhao Pingman's disdainful expression made Zulong nod secretly, I have to say that this lone seedling of the miscellaneous bird in Tongtian is really quite appetizing to Zulong, people in the demon clan should be like this, arrogance is the nature of the demon clan.

The lich gambling battle was handed over to the Sect of Interception, and Zu Long was actually very relieved. After all, as the master of another holy land of the demon clan, how could Zu Long not understand the peculiarity of the sect interception disciples, the strength of the sect interception disciples is recognized by the entire Kyushu!

Each of the Sectarians who have come out of the elite training has a powerful power in their own right.

For a sectarian, let them alone against three powerhouses of the same level at the same time, as long as these three powerhouses of the same level do not have too tricky hole cards, then the sect of interception disciples can easily complete this task indicator! (To be continued......)