The Black Dragon Clan was not very far from the Ying Dragon Clan, and after Zhang Jian got the information from the little dragon girl, he went straight away.

There are only true dragons in the Nine Heavens Great World, and any other demon beast creatures will be strictly excluded, even if they are half-blooded dragons, dragonmen, etc., they cannot live in it.

Therefore, the aura in the Nine Heavens Great World was fused with the true dragon breath, but it was more suitable for Zhang Jian to absorb and cultivate.

Zhang Jian did not go directly to the Ying Long Clan, but first went to the Wangshan Spirit Vein.

As a vassal, the Golden Dragon Clan naturally cannot survive as free, they need to do things for the Ying Dragon Clan, similar to servants.

And in the Wangshan Spirit Vein, there is a natural Wind Spirit Vein, which contains a large number of Wind Spirit Crystals.

The Golden Dragon Clan's attacking ability is extremely strong and very sharp, which is most suitable for this kind of mining work, so many Golden Dragons are digging Wind Spirit Crystals in the Wangshan Mountain Range.

The Golden Dragon Clan, which is located at the foot of the Ying Dragon Clan, is mostly old, weak, sick and disabled, so if Zhang Jian wants to find the current patriarch of the Golden Dragon Clan, he needs to go to the Wangshan Spirit Vein.

Wangshan Lingmai is a huge mountain range that stretches for thousands of miles, and from a distance, it looks like a long dragon standing on the earth.

The green grass in the mountains is green, there are countless elixirs and fruits, and there is a faint wind aura floating in the air.

This is a unique spiritual land, which can naturally give birth to wind spirit crystals, this kind of wind spirit crystals are undoubtedly the biggest tonic for Ying Long, and can quickly increase their strength.

Therefore, for the Wangshan spiritual vein, the Ying Long clan also attaches great importance to it.

From a distance, Zhang Jian saw that there were many dragons flying around the spiritual veins of Wangshan Mountain.

In the Wangshan Spiritual Vein, there are many golden dragons with golden light, these golden dragons have a clear division of labor, and they are digging out the wind spirit crystal from the Wangshan Spiritual Vein little by little.

"Little slippery, I want to be lazy again, I can't beat you!"

Just as Zhang Jian was observing the entire Wangshan Spiritual Vein with his divine thoughts, suddenly a violent scolding sounded, followed by a loud crackling sound.

As soon as his mind moved, Zhang Jian saw the source of the sound.

I saw that on the periphery of the spiritual vein of Wangshan Mountain, a Ying dragon was swinging its tail at a divine dragon, pumping a small golden dragon out and smashing it on the mountain range, and suddenly countless mountains and rocks collapsed and roared.

The strength of this Ying Dragon is not bad, it is the ninth level of the Peerless Realm, and the little golden dragon is relatively weak, only the Peerless Realm is heavy, and the body is thin, the eyes are blank, and the golden light on the body is also quite dim, and there are many scars.

"Lord Deacon, the child is not sensible, let you bother, I will take him back!"

A golden dragon with a length of 10,000 feet flew out and came to this place, stopping the irritable Ying Long.

Zhang Jian could see at a glance that this golden dragon was the strength of the Emperor Dao Realm, but in the face of the deacon of the Peerless Realm, he did not have the slightest majesty, but continued to curry favor.

"Xuanliang, this kid dares to be lazy, what else is there to say if he was caught by me, dodge, Lao Tzu is going to teach him how to be a man today!"

However, this Ying Long ignored it at all, and with a big stroke, he pulled Xuanliang aside and rushed towards the little golden dragon, wanting to continue to move.

However, Xuan Liang kept resisting, although he didn't dare to make a move, but with his strength, it was easy to stop the deacon.

Syllable!

With a crisp sound, I saw this Ying Long Deacon, once again a divine dragon swinging its tail, but it was pumped on Xuan Liang's body, although he couldn't cause any harm to Xuan Liang with his strength, but this was a slap in the face.

A Ying Long who is no more than the Peerless Realm dares to slap the face of a powerhouse in the Emperor Dao Realm, does this mean that he doesn't want to live?

But here, Ying Long is the sky, the master of the Golden Dragon Clan, even if he was beaten, Xuan Liang didn't dare to say anything cruel, let alone fight back.

"Patriarch, leave me alone!"

The little golden dragon who was whipped away before saw Xuanliang being beaten, and suddenly the dragon's eyes widened, and he exclaimed, he didn't want the patriarch to bear it for him, and in his mind, the patriarch was his object of worship and the hero who saved the whole clan.

"Shili, quickly apologize to the deacon, and promise not to be lazy in the future, quickly!"

Xuan Liang glared at Xiao Jinlong, urging him to apologize.

The little golden dragon's eyes were full of anger, and his face was full of anger, but the patriarch said so, in order not to cause trouble to the patriarch, he had to swallow the great grievances.

"Lord Deacon, I was wrong, I will definitely work twice as hard in the future, and I won't be lazy anymore!"

The little golden dragon gritted his teeth and lowered his head, full of grievances and anger, but in the face of reality, he had to bow his head.

Not to mention that his strength is not good, even a strong man in the Imperial Dao Realm like the patriarch would not dare to offend the other party.

Because they are vassals and servants, the slightest carelessness is doomed.

For the sake of the clansmen, for everyone, he must bear any grievances, all because he is a golden dragon.

However, Xuan Shili has never complained about others, no matter how hard and tired he is, he gritted his teeth and persevered, because he wanted to help the patriarch take on some heavy responsibilities and not let the patriarch be so tired and hard.

"Stinky boy, you dare not be convinced, Lao Tzu will beat you to death!"

The deacon heard the anger in the little golden dragon's tone, and suddenly made a sudden move, the dragon claws poked out, the surging dragon power surged, and with a flick of his wings, he turned into a phantom, fast to the extreme, and rushed towards the little golden dragon.

Xuan Liang had the heart to resist, but he was whipped by the deacon again.

Just as the deacon rushed towards the little golden dragon to teach the little golden dragon a profound lesson, a golden mang, like a sword sword that cut the sky, that was enough to tear the heavens and the earth, made Ying Long tremble, like falling into an ice cellar, he just had time to turn his head to check, it was a flash of golden light, and the corpse was separated.

Ying Long's corpse fell towards the earth, with a roar, splashing thousands of dust, but Xuan Liang and Xuan Shili were staring at this scene blankly, and then they suddenly looked up and saw a strange young man.

Dressed in a black shirt fluttering, with long hair scattered, and walking casually with both hands behind his back, the strength of the Imperial Road Realm Triple cannot be faked.

However, what shocked them the most was that Zhang Jian's body exuded an aura that belonged to a golden dragon, so that they did not hesitate to know that the young man in front of them was a golden dragon.

"Who are you?"

Xuan Liang had calmed down after the initial shock, he looked at Zhang Jian carefully, but found that it was very unfamiliar, he had never seen this person, let alone in the clan.

However, since there is no one in the clan, where did this strange golden dragon come from?

"You are the patriarch of the Golden Dragon Clan?"

Zhang Jian's expression was calm, looking at Xuan Liang, but he felt a sense of familiarity, it was the breath of the Nine Heavens Dragon Emperor Xuanluo.

Obviously, Xuanliang in front of him seems to be a descendant of Xuanluo!

Hearing Zhang Jian's words, Xuan Liang's heart jumped, the person in front of him was so unfamiliar, and he asked if he was the patriarch, obviously not the dragon of this place.

"Who dares to kill my Ying Long clan!" Just as Xuan Liang was thinking about how to speak, suddenly a majestic and violent dragon power poured out from the depths of the spiritual veins of Wangshan, and an angry dragon chant shook all directions, making countless golden dragons and Ying Long change in shock.