The two dragons tumbled violently, sometimes soaring into the air, sometimes into the ground.

There was a roar in the wind, and the hard ground was riddled with craters.

Hot dragon blood was sprinkled everywhere, and the golden scales on the two dragons were scattered in all directions.

It's a battle for dignity.

There may be no winners, but there is no retreat from the weak.

The black mist in Mozos's body spread through the meridians like spider webs, and his blood gradually turned dark red.

After absorbing the magic that came from the depths of his heart, Mossos became different.

He neither belonged to the Golden Dragon Clan, nor did he possess the characteristics of the Indragon Clan.

It may have something to do with the fact that Moxos was buried in the Bone Ground when he was a child, and his body was filled with a lot of evil energy.

In ancient times, the gods and demons fought so many casualties that this land became a legendary cursed land.

The demon race came from this, and the evil qi gathered for a long time, forming the hideous form of the demon race.

With the blood of the dragon clan, Moxos has been sleeping in the place of bones for more than ten years, and the demonic energy has not changed his appearance, but it is deeply lurking in his body.

Wu Changli's phantom array inadvertently stimulated the dark side of Moxos's heart, and also allowed Moxos to obtain a wonderful promotion.

The Golden Dragon Clan absorbed the essence of the sun and mastered the power of the sun's true fire.

The Silver Dragons absorb the essence of the moon and show their control over the power of water.

This is all due to the difference in cultivation methods caused by different environments, and the power displayed is also different.

Moxos was undoubtedly an outlier, and he absorbed more violent, so he was not weaker than Grosus in terms of strength.

How is this guy's strength getting stronger and stronger.

The more he fought, the more frightened he became, and he considered himself the elite of the Golden Dragons, believing that he could sweep away opponents of the same rank.

During the battle with Moxos, Grosas's confidence began to waver.

The black aura emanating from the other party's body carried the smell of destroying everything.

Every time he touched his body, Grosas felt his power weaken.

This is not an illusion, because although the other party's body is injured, the fighting spirit is still high.

Especially after losing a lot of blood, Grosus was a little top-heavy, but in addition to his eyes becoming more blood-red, the pace of his attack did not slow down at all.

Grosus thrust a claw into Mausos's abdomen, grabbing a large patch of flesh.

Moxos slammed his head into Groshas's neck, two sharp teeth digging deep through the dragon scales and sinking into the soft flesh.

The other party's blood poured into his mouth, with a sweet smell.

Mathos greedily swallowed a mouthful of Grosas's blood, as if he had tasted the supreme delicacy.

Tastes good.

Moxos sucked in again, and Grossas shuddered.

Grosas flicked his claws, tearing haphazardly at Mauthos.

Large swaths of dragon scales flipped up, revealing the bloody flesh and muscles, which were still wriggling as their bodies rolled to the ground.

Before he knew it, he bit down on Grossas's neck and swallowed the blood that flowed.

The vitality in his body gradually wore out, and Grossas was terrified.

An adult dragon has tens of thousands of catties of blood in his body, but if it goes on like this, there will always be a time when it will be exhausted.

The blood contains the power of the dragon clan, and it is precisely because of the blood relationship that the dragon clan is above other creatures.

Grosus writhed wildly, the dragon's tail like a mountain range, slamming into Maures's body.

He was anxious to get out of this passive situation, and every blow was extraordinary.

Mausers suffered a double attack, and the opponent's claws and tail inflicted heavy injuries on him.

He didn't dare to let go, and he couldn't distance himself from the other party.

Grosas must not be allowed the flame to burn into his body.

In terms of strength, it has already occupied the advantage, and only by maintaining this kind of hand-to-hand combat can we win a glimmer of victory.

A third of the blood in Gross's body had been lost, and his strength was gradually weakening.

His claws could no longer grasp Moxos's dragon scales, and his tail hung limply.

The pair of radiant dragon eyes were also dim, and only the dragon's head was still writhing.

Mothos's belly bulged out like a giant water bladder.

He grabbed Grossas by the neck and threw it violently, and the dragon's body, which was dozens of feet long, flew far away, and landed in the pile of rocks, smashing out a deep pit.

Grosas was unable to get up, and even the cries were inaudible.

His proud dragon head struggled to lift it a few times, but it still slammed heavily on the ground.

Mathos staggered to his feet, most of the energy in his body was consumed, and he could no longer maintain the body of the dragon, and could only return to his human form.

Moxos lifted a foot and stepped on Grosas's body.

Grosas slumped to the ground, as if his spine had been removed.

"I won, I'm the strongest warrior!"

A tired smile appeared on Mauseos' bloodied face.

Neokusa's two eyes were about to fall out of his sockets, and back-to-back losses made him unable to accept such a result.

"You're not a dragon, you're an alien, where are you a wild species, there is no monster like you in the dragons. ”

Neokusa strode forward and pointed at Moxos.

"What do you mean, can't afford to lose?" Oranchedo's eyes widened, blocking in front of Moxos.

With a wave of his hand, Neosas nearly pushed Orancido to his heels.

"I'm going to kill him, this anomaly possessed by darkness, he's a devil in a dragon's skin, unworthy of being a member of the dragon clan. ”

Neosas stepped forward menacingly, his eyes bloodshot.

Orlancido was furious, and shouted angrily: "Whether he is a dragon or not, it's not up to you to decide, you want to break the rules, so you made up this ridiculous excuse and lost the face of the dragon clan." ”

Neosas was embarrassed and said coldly: "You want to protect this bastard, and you don't want to see if you have that strength." ”

Orancido trembled with rage, and he bit his lip tightly, his face flushed.

"Get out of here, I'm going to clean the portal today, and no one can stop me. ”

Neosas stretched out his right hand, and a huge suction force was generated in his palm, grabbing at Moxos's body.

Mauseros staggered a few steps, popped, and fell to his knees.

It was as if a mountain had been pressed on him, and the other party's grasp of power was completely beyond the scope of his bearing.

Mozos gritted his teeth and straightened up.

He stood up with trembling knees, covered in cold sweat.

Sweat mixed with blood, dripping on the ground where he stood, accumulating into a small pool of blood.

Neokusa grabbed Moxos by the neck, picked it up, and slammed it down.

Mathos couldn't stand and fell to the ground, panting heavily, his eyes revealing stubbornness.

"It turns out that the dragon clan I wanted to join is so despicable. ”

Moxos snorted and let out a mouthful of blood.

"A mongrel of unknown origin also dares to desecrate the dignity of the dragon clan. You are destined to be a tragedy, and I will reward you with a pleasure today. ”

Neosas raised his palm and slapped it heavily on the top of Moxos's head.

"Stop!" Orlanchido rushed over, blocking Moxos with his body.

Neosas landed his palm and slammed into Oranchedo's chest.

Oranchido took a few steps back and sat down beside Moxos.

The power of this palm was so powerful that it shook Oranchido's blood.

"Enough, the dignified patriarch of the Golden Dragon Clan, regardless of his identity, attacked his own people, and he was not afraid of jokes when he said it. ”

Ruan Ruan took a light step and appeared in front of Neosas's eyes.

"It's you lowly Terrans again, and it's not your turn to meddle in the affairs of the dragons. ”

Neosas clenched his fist and slammed it out.

Ruan Ruan's soft figure flashed, like a fallen leaf flying lightly.

He carried Mothos and Oranchido upside down in his hands, and retreated into the crowd right under the nose of Neosas.

Zhu Zixin's palm was placed on the two of them, and the wood elements were running, exerting a means of healing.

Neosas punched the air, and his face turned cold: "Boy, if you protect the evil demons, you are the enemy of my dragon clan. ”

"They are all my friends, and with me, no one can hurt them. ”

Ruan Ruanyun was light and light, unmoved by the momentum of Neosas.

"You Terrans have always had ill intentions towards the Dragons, and only that idiot Orakido would believe your nonsense. It is really wishful thinking to want to get involved in the holy land of our dragon clan. ”

Neosas looked up to the sky and smiled, his expression becoming more and more hideous.

"Every race is good and bad, and you are so hostile to the human race, have you been treated unfairly? ”

Ruan Ruan didn't want to make the atmosphere too stiff, it was completely for the sake of Orlanchedo's face.

"Do you know why the true dragons in the dragon clan are missing, it is all because of the unkindness of the human race. ”

Regarding the legend of the real dragon, Ruan Ruan had only heard of it, and at this time, Neosas mentioned it, and it seemed that there was still a hidden secret.

"It's so hard that the real dragon is in trouble, and it has something to do with the human race?" Ruan Ruan asked tentatively.

"Hmph, the human race is the most despicable, and if they control the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, they can run rampant. The true dragon of my dragon clan was captured by your human race, which made it difficult for the bloodline of the dragon clan to maintain. ”

Hearing this news, Ruan Ruan was very shocked.

The true dragon in the dragon clan belongs to the descendants of the dragon clan with the purest bloodline, and ordinary human monks cannot take its edge head-on.

"There must be a misunderstanding, there is evidence for what you say. Ruan Ruan thought about it, but he couldn't think of anyone who could have such a means.

"I've seen with my own eyes that there can be fakes. Neosas shook his head, a hint of anger in his eyes.

Ruan Ruan was silent in thought, he couldn't connect the disappearance of the True Dragon with the Terran monks under any circumstances.

The monks of this continent obviously do not have such strength.

It is really difficult to take away the true dragon who is the leader of the dragon clan from the territory of the dragon clan.

Unless......

A terrible thought flashed through Ruan Ruan's mind.

Neosas couldn't hold back his emotions, and he rounded his fist and swung it at Ruan Rou, who was lost in thought.

The fist carried the weight of a thousand pounds, broke through the resistance of the space, and came in an instant.