By the time this sudden trampling was over, according to Zhou Mingyue's judgment, the size of the Ancient White Dragon should have swelled in a circle.

Well, that's right, it's swollen.

It took a week for the swelling of this circle to dissipate, but after the trampling was over, the ancient golden dragon gave the ancient white dragon a blessing spell that kept its form unchanged.

Under the effect of this spell, the strong physique of the ancient white dragon could not play a role at all.

So much so that when the ancient silver dragon Annisaki gave birth, when she went outside to meet her master, she saw the swollen, fat and deformed ancient white dragon, and thought that she had encountered some ancient monster.

If it weren't for the ancient silver dragon Annis's eyes, which were much stronger than Thubi Frost, and quickly recognized that it was a white dragon, I'm afraid that Thubi Frost would be trampled on again.

But what made Zhou Mingyue feel a little strange was that.

To say that in DND, the courage of the white dragon is not great, but the ancient white dragon Tubi frost produced by himself is like a stupid, a bit of a reckless.

Even if it was trampled by the ancient golden dragon, it didn't have a long memory, and when it saw the ancient golden dragon, it would go up again to provoke, and then accept the trampling of the ancient golden dragon with relief.

After doing this several times, Zhou Mingyue wondered if this Ancient White Dragon Tubi Frost was a bit SM tendency.

If you were a normal intelligent creature, there is a high probability that you would not make such a brain-dead move, right?

And more than once or twice!

It was the ancient bronze dragon that won Zhou Mingyue's favor the most.

The reason is simple, don't look at the ancient bronze dragon turned into a human, a muscular warrior, but he loves to chat.

Whenever I met Zhou Mingyue, I would chat for a while.

This greatly alleviated Zhou Mingyue's symptoms of speech shortage.

It doesn't make Zhou Mingyue feel that he won't be able to speak if he stays here for a month.

After the three ancient dragons were produced, the magma and molten iron under the active volcano were almost exhausted.

After barely extracting for another three days and restoring the material reserves to forty percent, Zhou Mingyue decided to leave here temporarily and return to the valley.

The six-headed ancient dragon gave Zhou Mingyue a lot of confidence.

In any case, the grievances between himself and the Count Max and the Kingdom of Flor should also be completely resolved.

After retracting the war plane and turning it into a tattoo, the five ancient dragons all lowered their arrogant heads towards Zhou Mingyue.

As the master, Zhou Mingyue had absolute dominion over these ancient dragons.

Therefore, as long as it is not a problem with their brains, even the most arrogant ancient golden dragons will want their masters to ride on their backs, and in their minds, this is a great honor.

Of course, there are also surprises in this.

The ancient white dragon with a broken head is different, everyone lowered their heads, hoping that when the master rode up, the ancient white dragon still turned his head and stared into the crater.

It's wondering, why did the tower disappear before? Why is there no magma in the crater?

"Idiot! You've disgraced our dragons! Don't keep up yet! ”

Just when the ancient white dragon was in a state of extreme doubt, he heard an irritable voice from the sky.

It looked up and saw that the Elder Dragons had all gone to heaven, and the so-called master was riding on the back of the Elder Golden Dragon.

Well, although the ancient white dragon is a little idiotic, it seems that he also knows that he should follow the big army, otherwise, it seems a bit dangerous to lose his own dragon here?

Thinking of this, the ancient white dragon Tubi Frost immediately spread his wings and took off, following him.

As Zhou Mingyue led the team away from the active volcano, the active volcano, which had been a little noisy in the past, suddenly became quiet.

Half a day after Zhou Mingyue left, an army of barbarians numbering more than 1,000 broke through the mountains and came to the ruins of the 10,000-person tribe.

At the head of the pack was a barbarian with a stubble on his face, extremely sturdy, standing on the ground like a trumpeted brute force bear.

But looking at the tribe of 10,000 people that had been reduced to ruins, the big stubble almost suspected that he had come to the wrong place.

"We're not on the wrong path?"

He turned his head to look at the messenger sent by the Ten Thousand Tribes, the current guide.

"No, no, what's going on?"

The barbarian guide was completely dumbfounded at this point.

I've only been out for more than a month, why is this tribe gone as soon as I come back?

"I want to ask you what's going on!"

Big Stubble was extremely congested, and he hurried over, didn't he just want to take over the position of the big chief?

After all, if you stay in the royal court, with your own status and strength, it is too difficult to become the head of ten thousand households.

There are too many competitors.

Although this tribe of 10,000 people is too far away from the head of the 10,000 households of the royal court, this is a complete tribe after all.

With this tribe in hand, it is self-evident how comfortable your small life will be.

The thought of the tribe that belonged to him suddenly disappeared was enough to make Big Stubble's heart seem to be stuffed with red-hot steel charcoal, and then doused by a basin of ice water.

Not to mention that the big stubble led the barbarians to start looking for clues to the problem in the ruins, but said that Zhou Mingyue rode the ancient golden dragon, looking down on the whole land very comfortably along the way.

The way back this time is different from the way you came.

When coming over, Zhou Mingyue needed to carefully avoid the barbarian tribes to prevent getting into trouble.

But when he went back, the six ancient dragons lined up and unleashed their terrifying dragon power unscrupulously, which was enough to make those barbarian tribes along the way dare not act rashly.

How does this move!

The terrifying aura emitted by the six flying beasts that had never been seen before made the giant eagles in the tribe tremble and could not rise into the air.

Besides, the barbarian tribes have a limited level of scientific and technological civilization, and they have not ordered a big killing weapon such as a ballista at all, so it is too difficult to deal with the enemy in the sky.

It didn't take long for half of the journey to be flown over.

At this time, Zhou Mingyue found that on the plain below, the totem pole was still slowly moving.

No way, this totem pole is too big, although there are many ancient dragon dependents to carry it, but this speed can't be fast.

Seeing this scene, Zhou Mingyue was also very helpless.

In order to avoid any special reactions between the war plane and the totem pole, Zhou Mingyue would never consider approaching the totem pole.

In such a situation, the ancient dragon, whose strength has surpassed that of the pure-blood knight, is not suitable for carrying the totem pole, so he can only let those dragon dependents work slowly.

Back in the valley, six ancient dragons that were much larger than those of the previous dragons fell, and the valley was suddenly silent.

I have to say that the farmers who live in the valley are really pitiful, and their hearts are stimulated from time to time.