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"Emperor??"

"What?!!, Emperor Cai, in our tribe?"

Many people looked shocked on their faces, and they all looked at the dragon.

"Could it be that the young master is the emperor?!"

"Tukar, how do you know that the emperor is in our tribe?"

Tukar smiled lightly, not afraid, and said lightly: "Obviously, the growth of the original young patriarch, everything in the past five years, I have to say, in the vast land, among some terrifying forces, it is enough to bear the name of the Holy Son, and the army of the Mu Liao Kingdom is coming, if it really attacks our Longteng tribe, then I will conclude that they have only one purpose!

"Back then, it was rumored that there were once five kingdoms in this area, Chuqi Kingdom, that is, a country with a vision from the sky, within the national capital, the vision was pervasive, and it was the time when the purple microstar in the sky was shining brightly, and even the high priest had said that the emperor star was coming, and the earth was going to set off a war. ”

The high priest's vicissitudes of life flashed as he looked at Tukar without making a sound.

Tukar continued: "The country of Chuqi was surrounded and suppressed by the army of the four countries and some sects hidden in the dark, and the kingdom was destroyed, but the lord of the country of Chuqi entered the half-step holy realm because of the vision of heaven and earth, although it was not long, but he killed many strong people, so that the three kingdoms collapsed, and many sects collapsed, and the lord of the Muliao country, Tuoyanqi, was lucky enough to accept the land resources and even the imperial talent of the four countries!"

"It's just that, according to rumors, although that emperor is extremely talented, he is not very eye-catching, so the so-called emperor is just a fake. ”

"The real emperor may be the young patriarch!" he looked at Hun Long with a straight face.

"Young Patriarch!?"

"Is the young patriarch really an emperor?!"

"If the young patriarch is really an emperor, only five years old, and such a demonic growth has passed!

Hope welled up in the eyes of some of the elites of the Dragon Teng Tribe.

Hun Long didn't have any expression on his face, and looked at Tukar very indifferently.

"Tukar, where is the credibility of your guess. ”

At this time, the high priest spoke, and his voice was sonorous and powerful, and the vicissitudes of life were endless.

"Young Patriarch, in fact, two years ago, the old man suspected that the Ziwei Emperor Star should be you, but to be able to become the real Ziwei Emperor, there are countless calamities, the young patriarch does have the demeanor of the emperor and all the qualities, now that the army of Mu Liao is booming, can the young patriarch have a strategy?"

As soon as the high priest spoke, the eyes of some of the tribe's elites fell on the dragon.

At this moment, even Hun You had to sigh, if Long'er was really an emperor, then in the face of Mu Liaoguo's army, he was really sure to deal with it.

Hun Long looked at everyone's hopeful eyes, and a wave of ambition rose in his heart, his eyes closed, remembering his adoptive mother's self-talk, thinking of the rumored tragic destruction of Chu Qi Kingdom, everything, the anger in his heart jumped up and rushed straight to his brain.

Airplanes!

When he opened his eyes again, his originally black pupils glowed with a thick purple light.

At this moment, invisibly, from his body, a supreme majesty swept out.

The heavens and the earth trembled suddenly, and the surrounding high priests, Hun You, Tukar, and others involuntarily knelt down.

Hun Long looked in the direction of Mu Liaoguo, his eyes looked at the ever-growing shadow in the sky, and said majestically: "Of course there is a strategy! It depends on whether you are willing to live and die with the Dragon Teng tribe!"

"The old man is the high priest, he has been a member of the Longteng tribe all his life, and he swears to follow the young patriarch to the death!" the old priest was the first to speak, sonorous and unswerving.

"Fan Xuan is willing to stay and fight with Brother Long at the last second!"

Tukar had a big smile on his face, and shouted, "Tukar swears to protect the Dragon Teng tribe to the death!"

"Swear to protect the Dragon Teng tribe!"

"Life is a dragon man, death is a dragon soul!"

...

At this moment, in the Longteng tribe, countless people sensed it, resonated, and involuntarily shouted.

Aotian, who was hidden in the dark, sensed this scene, and the corners of his mouth curled up.

"May the power be empty, the Dragon Teng tribe is here, the kid Hunlong is fully integrated, and the show is about to begin..."

"It's just..."He couldn't help frowning, thinking of the Emperor Butterfly, his heart was a little uneasy, did the curse affecting the Hun Dragon's body still have any effect?

The army of Mu Liao is getting closer and closer to the Longteng tribe, and at this moment, the leader of the Longteng tribe called back the clansmen inside and outside the tribe and began to set traps and obstacles.

Aotian in the dark, his eyes looked at the black eagle in the distant sky, and a purple light burst out in his palm.

Chirp....

For some reason, the Sky Eagle suddenly let out a howl of fear, tossing up and down, causing Bai Mengli's complexion to change greatly, and she almost fell.

"What's wrong with you?!Hold on!"

Chirp...

The Sky Falcon's eyes were clouded, and its sharp eyes had lost its sight for some reason at this moment, and it could only rely on its sensing ability to continue flying in the air.

Zhao Longyuan, who was above the black tiger, frowned, and sent a voice to Bai Mengli: "Mengli, what's going on?"

Bai Mengli's expression was solemn, and he said: "Zhao Shuai, Lao Hei suddenly lost his eyesight, I don't know why!"

"What, damn it!" Zhao Longyuan had a bad premonition.

"The whole army obeys the order! Speed up! Kill the Longteng tribe! Hurry up!"

At this moment, among the Longteng tribe, some men and women with advanced cultivation were united in their hearts, and under the guidance of Hun Long, they laid special traps outside the Longteng tribe.

The old priest was on the altar, whispering to the sky, strange words kept spitting out of his mouth, his body kept dancing strange dance steps, a black sheep in one hand, a black spirit chicken, there was a knife edge on his neck, and the blood was viscous, but it did not drip out.

Aotian hidden in the dark, with a strange look on his face, what this old man was talking about was actually the ancient dragon language.

"He's praying to the great dragon..."

"Damn... Anyway, one of the descendants of the Xuanlong was killed by me, as a Hongmeng Shenlong, I will help you old man. ”

In the fault world, his fingertips flicked, purple light flashed, and in an instant, the golden light changed.

At this moment, above the altar, the sky was full of golden light, and a vast dragon power swept nearby, and the golden dragon vision appeared.

The old priest's mouth was swallowing the old words even faster, and he could see that the old face was filled with a thick surprise.

Some of the surrounding clansmen were dumbfounded, and they knelt down and prayed.

Recite!

The dragon roared in a low voice, and a golden light spewed out of his mouth, landing in the sky of this dragon tribe.

At this moment, whether it is alive, or resting in the palace, discussing the women and children, young and old, everyone in the Longteng tribe, the system has changed greatly.

Hun Long stared at the sky, his eyes flashed with gratitude, he knew that all this could be done by the senior in the secret.

"This battle! I will let the army of Mu Liao Kingdom have no return!"

More than ten minutes have passed, and the army of the Longteng tribe has already been assembled, excluding some old and young women and children with weak combat strength, a total of 50 million people, and the general combat power of the Holy Dao Realm is six heavens and seven heavens.

Hun Long is currently alone, wearing black jade armor, this set of armor is handed down from generation to generation by the Longteng tribe, in today, after the brewing of Hongmeng source qi, and by the mysterious baptism of the old priest, the defense ability is very strong, and there are many magical effects.

For a long time, Hun Long felt that the most endurable weapon was the sword, and the three-foot Qingfeng was the most loved by him. It's just a pity that the clan generally wants to use heavy weapons, axes, hammers, sticks, mountain knives, etc.

The Qingfeng sword in his hand has accompanied him for more than four years, four or two thousand catties, lifting weights like light, and the mystery of the sword is far more than that.

Thundered!

The earth is trembling, getting farther and farther away, and tens of billions of troops are coming soon.

The army of Mu Liao is overwhelming, underground, in the sky, and the momentum is terrifying.

The people of the Longteng tribe saw so many armies, their scalps were numb, and there were quite a few armies in the sky, more than 10 million, and even ten generals led by them, which made them extremely dignified.

Hun You's palms were sweating, and he looked at Hun Long, nervous in his heart, and looking forward to whether those formations and obstacles could intercept the army of Mu Liaoguo and let their gray buttocks urine flow back.

Chirp...

The Sky Eagle roared, and for some reason, when it got here, its sight was restored, which made it extremely confused and heavy.

Bai Mengli knew all this, her eyebrows frowned, and she hurriedly transmitted a message to Zhao Shuai, "Zhao Shuai, the Sky Hunter has recovered his eyesight here!

Originally, she disdained the Dragon Teng Tribe, and she began to be a little worried.

Zhao Longyuan frowned slightly, there was no response, his eyes were cold, and he looked down at the young man at the front of the Longteng tribe army below.

The man exuded a domineering imperial majesty, and he stood there, but he was depressed.

When he looked away, the feeling disappeared abruptly.

"Could it be... Is this son a real emperor??"

"Zhao Shuai, is that kid at the head the target of His Majesty this time?" General Liu, who was beside Zhao Longyuan, asked.

"I'm afraid that they are! They are about 10 million people, but they are not afraid of our tens of billions of troops, and there must be something strange in this, whether it is the quality of the strong or the number of the top powerhouses, they are far inferior to us! ”

Zhao Longyuan stared at the dragon below, with an invisible feeling of depression, his eyes were sharp, and he shouted coldly: "Who is the one below?!"

Hun Long's eyes were not afraid, cold and cold, he looked directly at Zhao Longyuan, and said coldly: "My Dragon Teng Tribe, Hun Long! Who are you!

"What a guts!" Zhao Longyuan's heart was solemn, and he said coldly: "This marshal Mu Liao Guo Great Yuan God, Zhao Longyuan! Hun Dragon Boy, return to the dynasty with Ben Shuai's class, I will order to let your clansmen go! Otherwise, Ben Shuai will order, and the army of 10 billion will be swept away! Your Longteng tribe will definitely be full of corpses! A sea of blood!"

"Hehehehe!" Hun Long sneered and said coldly: "You are also surnamed Zhao! Although you have an army of 10 billion! Do you dare to let your ground troops advance ten steps! If you dare, what if I go back to Muliao with you!"

Beside him, Hun You's heart tightened, and he became even more nervous.

"Okay! worthy of being the person His Majesty named and wanted!" Zhao Longyuan knew that there was a deception in it, but the tens of billions of troops were there, and with his senses, there was no danger ten steps away, but thousands of meters away, there was a vague formation, and that was where the crisis was.

"The vanguard army obeys the order!Ten steps forward!Show the other party!"~

The sound was loud, and after a while, the vanguard below shouted, and the collective stepped out quickly, and in an instant, ten steps came.