Half an hour later, with a majestic wave of heaven and earth energy fluctuations, the source boat finally landed on Dragon Island.

"Who's coming?"

In an instant, two terrifying strong men bloomed and shouted in the direction of Yuanzhou.

"Don't be angry, the two seniors are my friends!" Mu Ling swept out first and saluted the two of them slightly.

"Oh, the original friend of the Wood Spirit Girl, that must not be an outsider!" one of the big men laughed, his momentum suddenly subsided, and he immediately exchanged glances with the other, and his figure disappeared without a trace.

Everyone knew that the two did not go far, but hid in the shadows to observe the situation.

"Master, this way, please!"

Seeing Zhong Zihao and the others coming from the original boat, Mu Ling raised his hand and pointed in one direction.

"The powerhouses of the dragon clan are really rare!"

Zhong Zihao sighed with emotion, but everyone could understand that he was referring to the scarcity of the dragon clan.

Wood Spirit introduced to you before, the dragon clan only has a few thousand living beings, compared to the large dragon island and countless resources, it can indeed only be described as scarce.

Everyone may have been a little unbelieving before, but now from the fact that there are only two people guarding the entrance to such an important Dragon Island, they know that what Mu Ling said is true.

No wonder Ao Beimo's death made the patriarch of the dragon clan angry, and even moved his anger to Ao Juecheng, with the current situation of the dragon clan, let alone the identity of the dragon son, even the fall of ordinary clansmen is a big deal.

Invisibly, it also made everyone's brows tighten, and it seems that it is not easy to rescue Ao Jue City.

However, the strength of these two people is by no means simple, according to Zhong Zihao's estimate, it should be between the sixth and seventh steps of the Heavenly Rank Realm. Dragons are scarce, but they have abundant resources, and it makes sense that this situation should occur.

The atmosphere was a little heavy, and everyone followed Mu Ling to move forward quickly, and soon came to a majestic city.

Strictly speaking, this place is not a city, after all, there are too few dragon clansmen, and it can only be said that this place is full of momentum, and the strong reckless atmosphere is everywhere.

Of course, the buildings here are also different from the planets where the human race gathers, and under the vast night sky, those temples are like hills, towering and tall but without losing their aura, which is really magical.

Mu Ling led everyone directly to one of the palaces that was like white jade, but Zhong Zihao set his eyes on the square in front of the palace.

There, there is a cyan dragon carved, lifelike, and an indescribable momentum is contained in it, but it is imprisoned by an obscure force, if it is emanated, I am afraid that even the powerhouses of the True God Realm will be difficult to resist.

It didn't take anyone to introduce him, and he guessed that the statue was supposed to be related to the legendary ancestral dragon.

A few people descended in front of the White Jade Palace, but they saw that there was no one around, which looked very strange.

"Mu Ling greeted the seniors, and asked the seniors to pass it on, the juniors want to ask to see the Ao patriarch!" What made everyone strange was that Mu Ling bowed to the empty closed door with a solemn expression.

However, in an instant, I saw a flash of silver in that place, and an old man in a white robe appeared out of thin air, his two eyebrows were not only white and glowing, but they were at least two feet long, and they had already hung down to his chest.

At the same time, Zhong Zihao's hair stood on end, and in his induction, the old man's breath was no less than that of Rong Han, who had chased and killed him back then.

In other words, the other party's cultivation should be at the level of the True God Realm!

Sure enough, it is worthy of the ancestral dragon clan, and even an old man who guards the door has such terrifying strength.

No, there should be more than one person, because there are several equally terrifying auras around that fluctuate slightly, but they haven't appeared.

"I'll wait to meet my seniors!"

Involuntarily, everyone also learned the appearance of the wood spirit and saluted in unison.

"You're here again?"

The old man was not surprised to see Mu Ling, obviously the latter came here not a few, but he still persuaded: "The patriarch has made up his mind about this matter, don't have big illusions." ”

Yan glanced at Zhong Zihao and the others, perhaps because he saw that everyone's strength was low, and he didn't care much.

"Back to the seniors, this time the younger generations asked to see the patriarch because a few friends came to me, and I had to be taken care of by the patriarch a lot, so I came to leave before parting. Mu Lingxiu's eyes rolled, and he tried to squeeze out a smile.

"Oh, let me report first. ”

The old man replied with a smile, obviously not deceived by the wood spirit.

Without letting everyone wait long, the old man returned from the main hall: "Go in, remember to make a long story short, the patriarch has not been in a good mood these days!"

"Thank you, senior!"

A few people thanked each other and looked up again, where was the figure of the old man.

"Let's go!"

Zhong Zihao took the first step, he didn't bother to care whether Ao Wujiang's mood was good or not, since he came, there was no reason to return empty-handed.

Everyone followed, and walked into the main hall in a few steps, but saw that the hall was empty, and only a figure in the upper position stood with its back to it, exuding a domineering and arrogant momentum.

"Wood Spirit meets the Patriarch!"

"I'll wait to meet the patriarch!"

In the face of the legendary patriarch of the ancestral dragon clan, everyone was thoughtful in terms of etiquette.

"Mu Ling, I already know your intentions, if you insist on leaving, this patriarch will not stop you, but I still have to say that in your situation, the Ancient Underworld is the most ideal place to cultivate. ”

Ao Wujiang's voice was like a bell, obviously speaking softly, but a thunderous echo sounded around the main hall.

But it can also be heard that he is sincere in retaining the wood spirit, perhaps in his opinion, the wood spirit with pure wood attributes has long been regarded as a member of the dragon clan.

However, after the sentence fell, Ao Wujiang was silent, obviously not wanting to communicate too much.

Zhong Zihao didn't care about the other party's arrogance, he took half a step forward, hugged his fists and said: "In the lower Zhong Zihao, he is a friend of Ao Jue City in the Netherworld, and this time I came here in the hope that the patriarch can open up the net and let him live!"

"Boom!"

As soon as the words fell, a shocking power suddenly came, mixed with a domineering dragon power.

"Bang bang bang...... Ahh

Ao Wujiang only bloomed a slight wisp of momentum, and he lifted Mu Ling, Zuo Jiang and the others into the air, until they hit the wall and fell with pain on their faces.

"Huh?"

Zhong Zihao's face froze, just looking at the fluctuations of Fang Cai Ao's boundless momentum, the latter's cultivation level was unimaginable, even if it did not reach the level of the Pluto Star Monarch, it should not be far away.

However, the momentum alone was not much of a threat to him, and his feet sank as he moved, nailed to the ground until the momentum dissipated.

"Hahahaha......"

Zhong Zihao suddenly roared, and when he saw that Mu Ling and the others were all seriously injured, he was even more furious: "This is the hospitality of the Ancestral Dragon Clan?"

"Huh!"

A soft sound sounded, and Ao Wujiang finally turned around, and his face was that of a mighty bearded man, and the most prominent place was his dark red forehead.

"Ao Juecheng went out with my Mo'er, and in the end, everyone died in battle, but he was alive, and the patriarch has decided to put him to death in the near future. A mere yellow-haired boy, and he still wants to intercede for him in front of the patriarch, why are you?"

For Zhong Zihao's questioning, Ao Wujiang directly ignored it, if it weren't for seeing that this guy could hold on under his own coercion, which made him curious to take a look at it, he didn't even want to say more.

"Why?"

Zhong Zihao was originally a person who was not afraid of heaven and earth, and in an instant, his momentum was displayed, and he shouted: "Just because I am the first god son of the life camp, is this qualification enough?"

This was the first time he felt that the false name of the unequaled divine son might have a little effect.