Seeing this person appear, Chang Zhu's originally relieved heart was raised again.

An Qi's death led to An Lang, and this An Lang is too strong, Long Hao will definitely not be his opponent, even if it is that giant dragon, it is estimated that he will not be able to defeat An Lang!

An Lang's identity, Long Hao has also heard of it, this is a martial saint, and his status is similar to Bai Sheng.

Both of them are elders of the Creation Palace, and their strength is also comparable, but the two of them are opponents, and because of this, An Qi will not scruple about Bai Sheng, and even dare to make a move against Long Hao.

An Lang's appearance here at this time is not a good thing, Long Hao can imagine what An Lang will do next.

was swept away by Long Yan's tail, An Lang was not injured at all, this An Lang's ** is so strong!

"Big brother!" An Xuan hurriedly went over, An Lang glanced at An Xuan, his face was ugly, "Second brother, with you, you even let Qiqi die here!"

An Xuan lowered his head, he gritted his teeth, and then said, "Big brother, I'm sorry, I didn't know that this kid had a secret method!"

"Secret method?" An Lang frowned.

"Yes, he has a secret method on his body, which made his speed suddenly increase dramatically, so in front of me, killed Kiki!" An Xuan had no choice but to say.

After An Lang heard this, his gaze fell on Long Hao and said, "You got the soul pattern?"

Long Hao didn't intend to answer, his eyes fell on the Feng Jiao who was hiding his breath, An Lang came here, if he didn't do it now, I'm afraid An Lang would take this Feng Jiao away!

Seeing that Long Hao didn't answer, An Lang said coldly: "Okay, since you don't answer, then don't blame me for being unkind!" Second brother, you go and catch him, I want you to capture him alive, and I will deal with that beast!"

After An Lang finished speaking, he only saw his body move, rushing towards Long Yan, An Lang's ** was extremely strong, and he was able to carry it hard with Long Yan, Long Hao felt quite shocked, the ** of the dragon clan was already quite good, but An Lang was able to have such a powerful **.

The attack of one person and one dragon is back and forth, and it is difficult to distinguish the high, but Long Yan was dragged down, so An Xuan was naturally able to do it, An Xuan slammed into Long Hao, and the palm wind swept in, which could make people's cheeks hurt.

Long Hao naturally wouldn't fight with An Xuan now, the gap between his realm and An Xuan was too big, even if he had the support of the soul pattern and the emperor's soul, Long Hao would not be able to defeat An Xuan.

"Your opponent is not me!" Long Hao said calmly.

A huge shadow fell from the sky, only to see a pitch-black giant beast appear in front of An Xuan, An Xuan's face changed slightly, this giant beast turned out to be a wulong!

"Xiao Hei, he'll hand it over to you!" Long Hao said.

The black mist wurm roared, and a mouthful of black mist had already sprayed towards An Xuan.

The Black Mist Wurm is in the Dragon Control Space, but it has been cultivated by Long Hao, and it has now entered the eighth order, although due to the limitation of bloodline talent, the Black Mist Wurm is estimated to only have the strength of the eighth-order demon beast forever, but the Black Mist Wurm is already quite happy, if there is no Long Hao, it is estimated that it will only stay in the ranks of the seventh-order demon beasts forever.

I'm afraid that the Black Mist Wurm can't kill An Xuan now, but it's still easy to delay him, when the Black Mist Wurm was fighting with this An Xuan, Long Hao had already walked in front of the Feng Jiao.

The people around were a little curious when they saw Long Hao's movements, what did Long Hao want to do.

Feng Jiao stared at Long Hao with a pair of inverted triangular eyes, his eyes were full of disdain, Feng Jiao was a ninth-order demon beast, no matter how strong Long Hao was, it was impossible to easily hurt it, not even its scales.

"Even if Feng Jiao has lost his combat effectiveness now, what can he do? He can't hurt Lord Feng Jiao at all!"

"A ninth-order demon beast, even if he can't move, he can't hurt this Feng Jiao, let alone want to kill Feng Jiao, just the scales of Feng Jiao, if he shoots with all his strength, he may not be able to break it!"

"Wait, he'...... What is he doing? He can't be crazy, is he? That's a wind Jiao, and he wants to bite it?"

“......”

Long Hao ignored anyone's words, and in the surprised eyes of everyone, Long Hao lowered his head and bit under Feng Jiao's head.

Feng Jiao thought about many ways for Long Hao to shoot, sword slashing, sword wounds, and fire attacks...... But it would never have thought that Long Hao would bite it!

It's ridiculous, is it true that a human being, thinking that his teeth can bite through its scales?

It's simply impossible!

When Feng Jiao thought like this, it felt a sharp pain coming from the place where it was bitten, and it couldn't believe that Long Hao's teeth were able to bite through its scales!

Long Hao bit down this bite, not only biting through the scales of this Feng Jiao, but also letting the blood of Feng Jiao flow out.

Everyone's eyes were full of horror, what the hell was Long Hao doing? Long Hao was actually drinking Feng Jiao's blood!

Feng Jiao belongs to the category of the dragon clan, its blood is not something that humans can easily swallow, and the ability contained in that domineering blood can even break a person's body!

But Long Hao drank the blood of this wind Jiao unceremoniously, and the blood poured into Long Hao's mouth, Long Hao only felt that his dantian was hot, as if he had drunk strong wine, and the yuan power in Long Hao's body was soaring wildly.

If soaked in this kind of wind blood, Long Hao would be able to absorb it more easily, but now, Long Hao could only roughly absorb the spiritual power contained in this blood.

Even so, Long Hao's realm was also improving, even if Feng Jiao wanted to struggle, its body could no longer move, and its consciousness was gradually blurred.

An Lang's face changed greatly, he originally thought that Long Hao had no chance to kill Feng Jiao, but now he found that Long Hao was so crazy that he drank Feng Jiao's blood, did he want to die?

"Get out of here!" An Lang shouted loudly, and after forcing Long Yan back, he stretched out a finger in Long Hao's direction, and a huge finger blasted towards Long Hao.

A finger at the level of the Martial Saint can already easily kill the Martial Venerable powerhouse, Long Hao has obviously seen this finger coming, he raised his hands and threw out the body of the wind Jiao, the body of the wind Jiao is more than twenty meters huge, but in Long Hao's hands, it is as light as nothing, Long Hao easily threw it out.

Feng Jiao was already dying, but now he was attacked by this finger again, and after being hit in the body, a serious wound immediately exploded.

When he landed, Feng Jiao was already a corpse, Long Hao was naturally not polite, he took out the dragon bone sword, and dug out a dragon core at its head.

"You!" An Lang glared at Long Hao angrily, he didn't expect Long Hao to be so ruthless, not only drinking Feng Jiao's blood, but even taking away Feng Jiao's dragon core.