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Fan Lunding took a deep breath, barely suppressed the anger in his heart, and said in a deep voice, "Anqi El, I really want to talk to you openly and honestly, and I hope you can also show the sincerity you deserve." Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"Really?" Anqiel moved his gaze to the altar in the distance, "What you mean by openness and honesty is that you secretly moved the remains of Lord Milu here, don't you know what this means to us Golden Dragons?!"

"I don't want to do that either. Van Lunding sighed, "But, no...... Will you give me a chance to talk face to face?, I can assure you that there is no damage to the remains of Milu-sama, and although he is a former enemy, he is also a powerful man whom I respect. Anqi El, it's time to put aside the hatred between us, Raphael's existence has seriously disrupted the order of this world, for the sake of the entire dragon clan, for the sake of this continent, we must unite!"

Van Lunding's words were full of emotion and impassionedness, but they did not impress Angel El in the slightest, but instead made the disgust on Angel Elle's face thicken.

"Van Lunding, you didn't know each other for the first day, why bother to flaunt yourself with these high-sounding words?" Anqi El sneered and said, "To put it bluntly, you are afraid that Raphael will kill you! Van Lunding, as the king of the Black Dragon Clan, I am really strange, why don't you even have the courage to fight Raphael head-on? I only dare to make these small moves behind my back, you know? I am ashamed of you!"

An Qi Er's merciless words hit Fan Lunding's sore spot, the battle of Demon Pond, if it wasn't for Fan Lunding's self-preservation and deliberately falling behind a distance, then I'm afraid there would be no Han Jin now. Since then, Han Jin's strength has increased by leaps and bounds, and Fan Lunding's fear of Han Jin has also increased, so that when the Hades God Stia set up a bureau to hunt down Han Jin, the dignified Black Dragon King was reduced to a role hiding from the side and sneaking up, which cannot but be said to be a kind of sadness.

"Angel El, are you really obsessed?!" Fan Lunding said slowly, word by word, and his face became hideous, like a fierce beast ready to attack and choose people to devour.

"I know exactly what I'm doing. There was a bit of pity in Anqi El's eyes, "It's you, Fan Lunding, who dragged so many dragons to accompany you to the funeral, don't you think you're too selfish?"

"Hehe......" Fan Lunding laughed angrily, and his eyes full of gloom stared at Anqi El, "Since you insist...... Then don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Anqi El didn't say a word, just stood there quietly, and the sarcastic smile on his lips clearly revealed such a message to Van Lunding, this is who you are, and it should have been like this a long time ago.

The battle broke out in an instant, and Van Lunding flew at an incomparable speed, and slammed into Anqi El with a punch, and the Dragon Flame Domain and the Deep Blue Domain around Anqi El were also entangled at the same time, twisting and invading each other.

The guardians and elders of the Golden Dragon Clan and the powerhouses of the Black Dragon Clan brought by Fan Lunding also attacked each other at the same time, and the field was immediately chaotic.

"Let's go!!" Anqiel let out a long whistle.

In the decisive battle in the land of elemental disorder, the golden dragon clan must be at an absolute disadvantage, the guardians of the dragon domain and the elders of the dragon city dare not release magic, if it is just the magic that loses its effect, then it is nothing, but once the elemental frenzy is triggered, they can only be injured, on the contrary, the strong men of the black dragon clan have no scruples, the black dragon has absolute magic immunity, among all the magic, only the earth spear, meteorite, Icepick, and the very few spells that have magical physical damage can only deal minor damage to them, while the rest, they can completely ignore it.

Therefore, the powerhouses of the Black Dragon Clan can unleash magic unscrupulously, while the guardians and elders of the Golden Dragon Clan can only rely on their own bodies to fight.

This factor also affects the high-end battle between Anqi El and Van Lending, as the Lord of Frost, Angel El only dares to open his own domain, and Van Lendin pours his powerful attacks unscrupulously from the beginning.

On the top of a hill dozens of miles southwest of the Elemental Disorder, there was a large armchair studded with gold and silver jewels, on which a childish boy was sitting, happily watching the flickering image in the perspective eyes ahead.

The young man was not very tall, sitting on the chair, his legs could not reach the ground, but he sat flat and steady like an adult, which gave people a very strange feeling.

"Look, haha...... They're finally fighting!" the boy laughed, his eyes full of novelty, like a village child who saw an airplane for the first time in another world, innocent and happy.

The old man, who was smiling at the clairvoyant eye, glanced at the young man with a kind gaze, and tried his best to adjust the angle of the clairvoyant eye so that the young man could see more clearly. This old man is the president of the Magic Guild of the Xiongguang Empire after Zengglin, the Grand Magister Angelanch.

Behind the young man, there were two knights, the knight on the left was a middle-aged man, he had a little relationship with Han Jin, when Han Jin first entered the Xiongguang Empire, he was chased and killed by the knight, the dragon knight Phiragon, who was also the chief of the guard under Nikolai's seat. Standing on the right is Firagon's deputy, Dick, the dragon knight who has twice served as an emissary.

Firagon's face was very calm, no one could guess what he was thinking, but Dick's eyes were full of melancholy, because he had seen Han Jin, he had also seen the powerhouses of the Holy Crown City, and he had seen Zeng Green's attitude towards Han Jin, so he agreed with Nikolai's judgment very much, but unfortunately, the decision-making power was not in his hands, nor was it in Nikolai's hands, since Nikolai's retreat and cultivation, the young man in front of him had become the uncrowned king, and he could only obey orders.

Just as the old man adjusted the angle of the perspective eye, a figure silently appeared behind them, and the shadow stretched by the setting sun stretched between the two dragon knights, enveloping the young man, and also casting a dark color on the perspective eye.

The old man realized that something was wrong, and the corner of his eyes swept to see a young man standing quietly behind the chair, less than three meters away from the two dragon knights.

There is no need to think carefully, who in the entire continent can use a mysterious and unpredictable way to avoid the induction of a few strong people and appear here quietly?

Angelanch's face had turned pale, and his slightly trembling fingertips could no longer sustain the clairvoyant eye, and the next moment, the clairvoyant eye shattered like a mirror that had fallen to the ground.

The young man's eyes flickered for a moment, then he let out a long sigh and suddenly asked, "Uncle Angelmanche, why do they have to kill each other?

"They ......" Angermanch did not know whether he should answer the childish question first, or question the young man's origin and purpose, although both were in the category of nonsense, but he should always do something.

Dick turned around a little, and when he saw Han Jin clearly, he involuntarily leaned back, and then took a few steps backwards one after another, and he felt as if a thousand catties of boulder had suddenly appeared in his chest, almost pressing him to the point where he couldn't breathe.

Firagon reacted calmly, his right hand reaching down little by little, gripping the hilt of his sword tightly, and two flames slowly ignited in his eyes.

The young man also turned around and looked at Han Jin with a pair of curious eyes: "Ah...... Hello, big brother. ”

"Little guy, do you still know me?" Han Jin smiled, no matter how smart Nikolai's son was, after all, his age was there, although he could control his expression well, but the hanging there, the slightly trembling toes, and the stiff neck all highlighted his true feelings.

"Big brother, have you seen me?" the young man asked in surprise, and then said, "Big brother, you are so beautiful!"

"To compliment a man, you shouldn't use pretty. Han Jin said with a smile: "Change something else, for example, handsome, handsome, I like to listen to it." ”

"Yes? I remember, hee-hee......" the boy grinned.

Han Jin took a step forward, and Firagon and Dick leaned together as if they had been electrocuted, blocking the boy behind him.

"Don't be nervous. Han Jin said softly, his gaze crossed over to the few people in front of him, and threw himself into the elemental mist in the distance, and after a moment, he slowly spoke: "Fan Lunding's spirit only stops here, do you believe it? Even if he is given another few thousand years, tens of thousands of years, he will not make any progress." ”

Angelanch and the others looked at each other, they didn't understand why the Black Dragon King Van Lunding was suddenly mentioned, and they didn't know how to answer.

"Compared to Van Lunding, Nikola is much better. Han Jin smiled: "Three years...... Maybe it's too short, but if he is given a little more time, he really has the potential to break through the last barrier, because he has a heart that is bold and fearless. ”

"Big brother, are you complimenting my father......? Thank you!" said the young man, squeezing his head out between Firagon and Dick, and grinning.

"It's a pity ......" Han Jin glanced at the young man with a slightly strange gaze: "You ruined him." ”

"Me?" Perhaps the limit of self-control made the boy's smile a little reluctant.

"I could sense that Nikolai was sprinting here at full speed. Han Jin said softly: "He should know that now is not the time to fight with me, but he has no choice, for Cui Linda's dying request, in order to take on the responsibility of a father, he must come." ”

"Big brother, I don't understand what you're talking about. The boy blinked vigorously.

Tick... Tick...... Drops of blood dripped down the handles of the chairs and seeped into the grass, and the tips of the boy's fingers quietly and desperately tugged at the handles, the broken nails digging deep into his fingertips, but he didn't seem to feel the pain, or perhaps it was because another pain was more tormenting, so he ignored his fingers.

"It's not enough to be clever enough to do things. Han Jin said lightly: "Nikolai is a good father, but you are not a good son. ”

(To be continued)