"The battle on the battlefield in the outer lands really didn't make you ruined." The old man stroked his gray beard, and his eyes seemed to look up and down the girl in front of him meaningfully.

The goddess of 100,000 years ago was the human master of that world, on an equal footing with the Black Dragon Clan, and the Demon Dragon Clan even found that the Goddess seemed to have an extraordinary relationship with the leader of the Black Dragon Clan.

However, at the beginning, the leader of the demon dragon clan was also obsessed with the beauty of the goddess, but in the face of the goddess who smiled cleverly at the black dragon clan, he never even gave the demon dragon clan any serious treatment.

It is precisely because of this that the evil thoughts in the demon dragon's mind are more and more stimulated, wanting to eradicate the goddess and the black dragon clan forever!

They did win, but the goddess used the last of her divine sense in the outer battlefield to send all the people to other corners of the outer battlefield, so that the clan could continue to thrive.

Later, the Demon Dragon Clan wandered the ruins of the Outland Battlefield for a long time, just to confirm whether the Goddess and the Black Dragon Clan still had any residual divine consciousness that could allow them to be reincarnated and reborn.

However, they did not find any signs.

As a result, the demon dragon clan, which was also hit the battlefield in the outer realm, began to recuperate for tens of thousands of years, and when it was born again, news of the son of the black dragon came from this world one after another.

Chixiao was one of the people who came to inquire about the whereabouts of the Black Dragon's Son.

However, Chixiao inadvertently broke into the tower and was imprisoned on the eighth floor of the tower for thousands of years.

"I didn't expect to be here today and meet you, the goddess."

Chixiao's face was expressionless, but Hua Moling knew what he was thinking in his heart.

"If you want to go back and report that the goddess is still alive, then the Black Dragon Clan must still be alive, right?"

Hua Moling's face was smiling as always, she didn't seem to have much smugness about being able to guess Chixiao's thoughts, but she just said her thoughts with a flat expression.

But she knew that that must be Chixiao's plan.

Chixiao was glimpsed, and his mind was not in a hurry: "What is it?" Although 100,000 years have passed since the battle on the battlefield in the outer lands, you are no longer the original goddess, are you? ”

Chixiao looked at the goddess in front of him with disdain: Hmph, it's just a spiritual saint's cultivation, and you dare to scream in front of me?

It's just that the laws of heaven and earth on the Qingyue Continent have restrained Chixiao's cultivation and imprisoned his cultivation at the stage of the Spirit God, otherwise, with his strength, it will not be difficult to overturn the entire Qingyue Continent.

"Oh? Really? ”

When Hua Moling said this, the shadow of the night pool slowly appeared in his mind.

Thinking of the night pool, Hua Moling's chest ached.

With a wave of her sleeves, she lifted the ban on the Nine-Tails and the Thunder Leopard that had been placed under Chixiao.

"You!"

Chixiao seemed to be annoyed by Hua Moling's movements.

But Hua Moling suddenly put away the smile on his face, and his eyes suddenly became more fierce than Chixiao: "Chixiao, all kinds of grudges between me and the Demon Dragon Clan, I will first ask him from you today!" ”

Before the words fell, Hua Moling threw out the whip in his hand!

That whip was in Hua Moling's hand at this time, as if it was a spirit snake with eyes, aiming at Chixiao's vital points everywhere, and whipping it up one by one!

However, although Ling Xiao's 100,000 years of work was to recuperate from his injuries and regain his strength, he had not neglected any cultivation.

Rao is current strength has been suppressed by the laws of heaven and earth in the Qingyue Continent, and it is indeed higher than Hua Moling, who is a spirit saint.

"Hmph, look for death!"

Chixiao let out a cold snort from his nostrils, and then spread his body and fought with Hua Moling.

At this time, the battlefield between Hua Moling and Chixiao was no longer something that the Nine-Tails or the Thunder Leopard could participate in.

They could only work hard to concentrate their wits to barely keep up with the size and battle situation of the two people in mid-air.

Hua Moling's weapon is the whip, but Chixiao's weapon is his palm that has turned into a beast's claws, a long-range attack, a close defense, the more time passes, the more Chixiao's patience is worn to the ground.

"Look for death!"

Chixiao shouted, and at the same time that Hua Moling's whip slapped on himself, he grabbed the weird whip, and then pulled it suddenly, pulling Hua Moling closer.

"What if you didn't die 100,000 years ago? Today, I will kill you again! ”

A bloodthirsty smile appeared on Chixiao's slightly old face, and then he slapped Hua Moling on the wall next to him with one claw!

Hua Moling, who was hit by such a powerful impact, couldn't hold back the heavy fishy sweet breath that overflowed from his chest, and spit out a mouthful of blood on the ground.

"Hahaha, goddess? That's it. ”

Chixiao laughed out loud and arrogantly, as if he had seen the end of trampling Hua Moling under his feet.

However, Hua Moling's face was expressionless, she put her thumb and index finger in her mouth, and let out a long and loud whistle.

Hearing this whistle, Chixiao, who was still in a state of madness, was suddenly stunned, and then laughed at Hua Moling as if he remembered something.

"Do you think this is 100,000 years ago? Give up, even if you blow the whistle louder, there will be no more black dragons to rescue you. ”

After speaking, Chixiao unexpectedly conjured up his own body, a huge yellow-brown demon dragon, and appeared in front of Hua Moling.

Compared with the previous Gu Tingyun, Chixiao's body seems to be closer to the appearance of a black dragon, and Gu Tingyun, who is a "halfway monk", is at most a nondescript lizard.

Seeing this, Hua Moling shot back at Chixiao and sneered: "What? Still ashamed of your ancestor's reptilian appearance? ”

"It's useless, even if you drink more black dragon blood and force more black dragon blood to give birth to children for you, it can't change the reptile elephant in your blood!"

If you trace it back to the roots, isn't the ancestor of the demon dragon a giant lizard that can't be put on the table? It's just that he accidentally picked up a lost black dragon, so he abducted her home and gave birth to children for him.

This is the form of a demon dragon that has been alienated all the way, and it is getting closer to the appearance of a black dragon.

But they are not real dragons after all, calling them "demon dragons" is to exalt them.

Obviously, Hua Moling's words evoked the most humiliating place in the demon dragon's heart.

He was not convinced! He now looks like a black dragon, but there are still people who associate him with that disgusting reptile.

He stared at a pair of eyes full of anger: "Death is still hard-mouthed? I'd like to see who else will save you today! ”