Chapter Seventy-One: The Success of the Dragon's New Name

Li Guiqi left the battleship with a cold face, he was going to see how many people in their Blood Shadow Hall had survived.

Looking at Li Guiqi and the others who rushed away angrily, Long Zhibin's cold sweat continued to slide down his forehead, this time he commanded that he was too light on the enemy.

He thought that Zelan would not make a move as soon as he saw so many of their warships, but he didn't expect that Xu Dongzhou had no moral bottom line at all, so he came up and gave them a big one.

If Xu Dongzhou knew that Long Zhibin said that he had no moral bottom line, he would definitely cry out for injustice.

You've hit my door, and you're still going to let me talk about morality? Could it be that if you talk about morality with the people of your Nine Dragon Palace, you won't be able to fight Zelan? Then it's better to give you a greeting gift directly to welcome you.

What made Long Zhibin feel fortunate was that he didn't drive the Titan ship in.

But this time he couldn't run away from the responsibility.

"Lord Xu, is it really okay for us to give up the Titan Ship like this? Ke Qiuxing hadn't pressed the button of the self-destruct program yet, and looked at Xu Dongzhou with a bitter face and said.

These three Titan ships are about to give up if they fire once now, and he Ke Qiuxing is a little reluctant.

Xu Dongzhou patted him on the shoulder: "Do you think we can win the Nine Dragons Hall with our strength? It is better to self-destruct than to let the Titan Ship become their trophy, and our firefly mine is not enough." ”

Ke Qiuxing was reluctant to be as reluctant as Xu Dongzhou, and he had to do it because of the situation.

Hearing Xu Dongzhou's explanation, Ke Qiuxing felt a little better.

After all the combat personnel of the three Titan ships were evacuated, Xu Dongzhou set up a self-destruction procedure and left the Titan ship.

He set an hour to self-destruct, and he believed that as long as there was no movement on his side, the Nine Dragons Hall would definitely send someone to check it out.

At that time, how many people the self-destructing Titan ship could kill was not something that Xu Dongzhou could manage.

Xu Dongzhou reluctantly glanced at the three Titan ships and then left resolutely.

Li Guiqi and the others had green faces after returning to the attacked battleship group, and almost all the people they brought were wiped out under the source energy cannon of the Titan ship.

When Long Zhibin rushed over, he was pulled by the collar by the angry Li Guiqi: "I want to spare your life, and when Zelan's matter is over, your Nine Dragon Hall can't come up with reasonable compensation, then you can die." ”

After speaking, Li Guiqi threw Long Zhibin aside and ignored it.

Long Zhibin couldn't help but shudder when he looked at Li Guiqi, who was exuding a murderous aura, and the people from other forces around him.

He hurriedly said: "Don't worry, I will definitely compensate you after this Zelan incident, and the responsibility this time lies with me, and I won't make such a low-level mistake again." ”

After saying this, Li Guiqi left with a cold face, and the others all snorted and left one after another, they wanted to find the survivors of their own forces to reorganize, and they didn't have time to talk to Long Zhibin here.

Xu Dongzhou, who returned to Extreme Blue City, reported the situation here to Lan Yi.

Lan Yi couldn't help but shake his head after hearing this, the T0-level battleship on the opposite side had not yet appeared, and they had already lost three Titan ships.

However, Lan Yi didn't care too much about being able to do this, which was already very good, but it was estimated that the methods of invasion of the Nine Dragons Hall would be even more brutal later.

"Lord Starhead, we only need to be responsible for sending people away, we can't resist the Nine Dragons Hall at all. Xu Dongzhou said softly, he knew that this victory was hopeless when he saw the group of battleships on the opposite side.

"I asked Liu Wang to arrange that matter, if you have family or relatives, send them all away now." When Lan Yi said this, he also became a little older.

Ze Lan had survived the battle of Divine Apocalypse, but now he was about to fall under the invasion of the Nine Dragons Palace, which made Lan Yi feel very guilty.

The cave on the top of the mountain guarded by Long Qing of the Nine Dragons Hall was covered with the corpses of children, and the children were about seven or eight years old.

The blood they shed all strangely gathered in the middle of the cave to form a magic circle.

When the bright red blood flowed all over the formation, a dazzling red light erupted between the caves.

Long Xinming looked at everything in front of him excitedly, he was finally going to succeed.

Long Buqiu's hands were dripping with blood, and he looked at the happy Long Xinming blankly, unmoved.

"It's close, it's close. Long Xinming looked at the magic circle that had not yet been condensed, and looked at the dozen or so children left in the cave.

"Come to Grandpa's place quickly, Grandpa will buy you candy later." Long Xinming changed his kind expression and looked at the children and said.

Those children looked at Long Xinming in horror, and the dead children on the ground had also heard what Long Xinming said.

The children were tied up and watched as the dragon who was constantly approaching him struggled with his body, and his eyes showed a look of longing for life.

But the dragon doesn't want to turn a blind eye to this.

Long Buqiu walked indifferently to several children and raised the butcher knife in his hand to them, Long Buqiu held the butcher knife in his hand and brutally cut their necks and released the blood into the circle.

Anyway, in the end, Long Xinming won't let them get out alive.

The blood of several children flowed into the hole in the magic circle, and the red mangs suddenly made a big fuss, and Long Xinming knew that he had succeeded.

A black coffin rose in the center of the circle, and Long Xinming kowtowed three times after seeing the black coffin: "Welcome Lord Dragon God." ”

The black coffin didn't move, and the blood in the circle was slowly absorbed by the black coffin.

After the blood was completely absorbed by the black coffin, the black coffin shook violently, and the coffin board of the black coffin flew up directly and bounced aside.

A pair of wizened hands clasped over the edge of the coffin and sat up.

"100,000 years, a full 100,000 years, I'm finally out. The skinny man sitting in the black coffin muttered to himself.

He looked at Long Xinming, who kowtowed to him, and didn't remember that he had left a descendant in the world, and his descendants were all killed by that person, and he was left alone in his clan.

But the bloodied dragon over there doesn't ask him, but he likes it a little.

"What did you just call me? Call me again. He sat in the black coffin and looked at Long Xinming and said.

Long Xinming looked up at the people inside the black coffin and said tremblingly, "Lord Dragon God." ”

He suddenly felt like he had been tricked.

"Hahaha, what a dragon god. ”

He sat in the coffin and laughed for a long time, then looked at Long Xinming coldly and said, "If it weren't for your Lord Dragon God, would I be what I am now?"

Long Xinming's cold sweat continued to slide down his forehead, and he had already held a grudge against the person who gave him the magic circle.

At that time, he was obsessed with cultivation, and a man in black gave him a magic circle, telling him that he could release the forbidden dragon god, and at that time, the dragon god would grant him supreme power.

He believed the words of the man in black, because the momentum revealed by the man in black made him unable to resist the mentality.

After that, he hid from Long Qing and entered the cave to collect materials, and planned for many years before finally successfully arranging the formation.

But now it seems that what he has been planning to release for many years is not his Ryujin-sama.

"That's... Predecessor... Who are you?" asked Long Xinming stammering.

"Come closer, I'll tell you, come here. He hooked his finger at Long Xinming.

Long Xinming couldn't control his body and slowly walked towards the black coffin, he kept shouting in his heart that he didn't want to go over, but he couldn't control himself.

As soon as he approached the black coffin, Long Xinming felt a chill in his chest, his chest was pierced by a pair of palms like white bones, and his heart was accurately held in his hand, as long as the person gently pinched Long Xinming, he would die completely.

"Remember that you are my slave, my evil slave. The evil spirit pinched the dragon's new name's heart and exploded in his hand.

And the blood in Long Xinming's body was strangely absorbed by the evil ghost, and the evil ghost's skinny body also became a little fuller.

After a while, Long Xinming, who fell to the ground, stood up strangely, and a little brightness appeared in his eyes, standing quietly beside the evil ghost.

"Are the monks so weak now, too weak. After absorbing the blood of Long Xinming, he said with a little disgust.

He walked out of the coffin and walked to Long Buqiu's side, killing Long Buqiu in the same way.

And Long Xinming just respectfully looked at the scene happening in front of him and didn't stop it.