After Huanglong and Mo Xiang'er parted with the Immortal Crane Dao Chief and the Immortal Crane Dao Gu, they rushed straight in the direction of the Mo Clan.

The road was peaceful, but there were refugees who were homeless because of the Nine Snakes' conquest.

Huanglong and Mo Xiang'er gave alms all the way, but when they gave them gold, they discarded it, and stretched out their dry hands to ask them for food.

Mo Xiang'er took out what little ration she had, but was rushed up by the hungry people around her.

Fortunately, the imperial dragon reacted quickly, so that Xiang'er would not be besieged by them.

Looking at the refugees who were fighting for a little ration, the two felt a chill in their hearts.

"In times of famine, food is the main thing. The dragon picked up the gold that had been thrown away by the refugees and sighed, "The gold has become a bark and a stone!"

Along the way, Huang Long missed the royal family thousands of miles away.

"It's been so long, I don't know what happened to them!"

"Brother Long, don't worry too much about them, when we see my father, I will definitely persuade them to send a large army back to the tribe with us, and when the time comes, the imperial city will be rebuilt one day. Mo Xiang'er was relieved.

"At this time and that time, I'm afraid things won't go so well!" Huang Long worried.

The Imperial Dragon's hunch was indeed correct.

When they were about to enter the Mo clan one day, they were suddenly besieged and killed.

A group of unidentified people intercepted Huanglong and Mo Xiang'er's way.

"Who are you? What are we going to do? In terms of property, we don't have much on us, if we want to take it all, you can take it all!" Huanglong didn't want to kill, first, he didn't know the details of the other party, and second, he estimated Mo Xiang'er to some extent.

Huang Long's actions made Mo Xiang'er a little surprised, in the past, he had already bluffed, but now Huang Long is not as impulsive as before, most of them are still estimated to be in danger of their own safety.

Mo Xiang'er was moved by the protection of the imperial dragon.

"This is my dragon brother, who can protect me in times of danger. ”

Mo Xiang'er saw that one of them had a black jade plate tied around his waist, with ink characters engraved on it, and he knew their details.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I am Mo Xiang'er, the daughter of Mo Yuan, the patriarch of the Mo clan, and Xiang'er has met your relatives. ”

As soon as Mo Xiang'er said this, everyone began to whisper.

But the one at the front of the line raised his hand to signal everyone to be quiet, and then he said coldly, "We are waiting for the two of you." ”

After the man finished speaking, he exuded a strong internal energy.

"The coercion of the ninth level of the Great King!, such a strong internal strength!" Huang Long immediately protected Mo Xiang'er behind him.

"Who are you, what do you want to do!" Huang Long said coldly, secretly using his inner strength in his heart, determined to summon the wide ruler of Mount Tai.

"Taishan Kuachi, are you the descendant of Shi Dang?" the man's cold words were full of horror.

"So what? What if not?" the imperial dragon was not cowardly, and asked coldly.

"What a doll, there are no rules, see how I teach you!" the man waved his hand, and a powerful momentum was secretly suppressed.

"Ink-colored Flying Tiger Palm, are you from the Mo Clan?" Mo Xiang'er recognized that this palm was clearly a unique palm technique of the Mo Clan.

"What's the matter? I'll send you to Xitian today, and talk to your mother!" the man smiled, and directly poured out words that made Mo Xiang'er grit her teeth.

"Brother Long, let me come!" Mo Xiang'er also condensed a powerful ink-colored air mass.

"You are the Flying Tiger Palm, look at my Flying Dragon Palm!" Mo Xiang'er tried her best to instill the energy of internal strength into the palm of her hand.

An invisible black tiger and an invisible green dragon fight in the air.

The people around were amazed by this strong internal energy.

"What! At such a young age, he turned out to be a martial artist of the Eighth Rank Realm of the Great King!"

"Flying Dragon Palm, isn't this something that only people from our clan's elder realm can cultivate?

Some of the people brought by the man were in pieces, which made the emperor dragon not happy.

"Is this how you do hospitality?" the imperial dragon flew up with a wide ruler of Mount Tai, knocking out several people in an instant.

Without the noise of the people around him, the imperial dragon calmed down and concentrated on the battle between Mo Xiang'er and the man.

"Boom ......"

The air masses of the two flew around in the air, up and down.

"Hey, little girl, you're looking for death!" the man suddenly smiled lewdly.

Suddenly, a flying needle flew towards Mo Xiang'er.

The imperial dragon's eyes were quick, and he hurriedly flew over, brandished the wide ruler of Mount Tai, and ejected the flying needle.

The needle stabbed into the trunk of a nearby tree, and the pony puffed up a puff of smoke.

"It's poisonous! despicable villain!" the imperial dragon guarded in front of Mo Xiang'er, and scolded horizontally with a wide ruler of Mount Tai.

"Hey, hey, one can block it, what about 10,000......?"

As soon as the man's words were finished, the surroundings became agitated.

"Whoosh ......"

There were dense black shadows flying around.

"Oh no! there's an ambush!"

Mo Xiang'er was disturbed by this, but she didn't expect that the qi and blood could not be supplied, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"How can this be! I'll fight with you!"

The Imperial Dragon was out.

He instilled all the internal strength into the wide ruler of Mount Tai, waved his big knife, and roared: "Mount Tai is overwhelming!"

"Boom!" formed a huge bell-like air mass around Huanglong and Mo Xiang'er.

"Brother Long, don't!" Mo Xiang'er had no strength anymore and fell to the ground, looking at the imperial dragon who was trying her best to protect her, she was worried that the imperial dragon would go crazy because of this.

The surrounding poison arrows touched the air mass and were directly ejected.

Piercing those people, they immediately burst to death, stuck to the trees, and immediately ignited a raging fire.

"Ding Ding Ding"

The poisoned arrows slammed into the air mass like hail, making a deafening sound.

"Ah...... Hold on, hold on!"

Under the coercion of this huge air mass, the imperial dragon was a little overwhelmed.

But he tilted his head to look at Mo Xiang'er, who was lying on the ground and her eyes were beginning to blur, and she had already let it go.

"I can't just admit defeat! I want to protect Xiang'er!

The imperial dragon struggled to take the last breath, and a huge air mass suddenly exploded.

"Boom!"

The people and trees around them were all blown away.

"I can't think of you, doll ......," the man stood on his own, trembling with anger.

"I'm going to ...... Ahh

He looked down and saw that it was a thunder attribute needle inserted into his heart.

The needle was still spinning and flying towards the heart, trying to get in.

"Taishan moxibustion needles! Boy, the old man likes you more and more! I can't imagine that you have so many good treasures! I really can't bear to kill you!"

"Bang!" he used a breath to condense into ice cubes and directly wrapped the moxibustion needle.

"Dangchang!"

As the moxibustion needles landed, the dying Huanglong also fell to the ground, his eyelids could no longer support it, and he passed out.