Just when everyone on the field had different expressions, the black dragon that opened its mouth to swallow Mo Chen suddenly changed, and the black dragon who was originally about to bite down with its mouth wide open, suddenly raised its head to the sky and let out a long roar.

Whew!

A dragon groan, but it was a sad roar, the whole dragon body seemed to be cramped, suddenly arched, and then fell to the ground, the original face was hideous at this time all turned into pain, dozens of meters of the dragon body on the ground continued to struggle, crashed into countless stone cases, and the fairy wine spirit fruit was scattered everywhere.

However, no matter how painfully he struggled, he didn't get even a single inch close to the drunken and sloppy old Taoist priest, it seemed to be an independent space.

What's going on?

Everyone on the field was dumbfounded, especially those who were still worried about Mo Chen a moment ago.

Only the Great Prince of Beihai knew that his internal organs were almost burned through by a fireball, and his natural powers, inherited from the cold of the ancient ice dragon, were of no help when he encountered this fireball, but it was like fuel, making it burn bigger and bigger, and if he continued like this, he would be burned to death after all, even if he didn't burn to death, the pain would hurt to death.

A hint of pleading flashed in the black dragon's vertical pupils, and the twitching and tumbling dragon body turned into a human form in a cloud of black light, and the great prince of Beihai endured the pain of burning all inside, knelt down in front of Mo Chen with a plop, and begged for mercy: "God spare life, God spare Xiaolong's life." Then there was a series of kowtows.

The apology he said just now was not used on Mo Chen, but he used it himself.

Everyone who attended the banquet expressed surprise at this scene, what really happened?

Especially the second princess of the South China Sea, who was still mocking the princess of All Saints just now, couldn't say anything at this time, that was the eldest prince of the Beihai Dragon Palace, a great master in the middle stage of the Heavenly Immortals, who was defeated by the Bibotan concubine?

You know, it was her husband Huang He Bo, who also relied on the blessing of the divine position rune seal to comprehend the Dao domain to the peak of the Heavenly Immortals, when Ao Lie rejected her, she used countless means to defeat the competitors and marry Huang He Bo, Huang He Bo is an old dragon who lost his wife, if it wasn't for his high cultivation, how could she marry?

The second princess of the South China Sea had a disagreement, and the jealousy of the princess of all saints in her eyes was even better.

Yes, in the late stage of the Heavenly Immortals, in the eyes of the second princess of the South China Sea, Mo Chen is the master of the late stage of the Heavenly Immortals, because the dragon clan is physically strong, it is generally difficult to have opponents in the same level, and Mo Chen wins so easily, it must be the late stage of the Heavenly Immortals.

"Why, don't you laugh at people for being little demons in the mountains and wilderness, and you don't understand the rules?" Ao Xin saw the eldest prince of Beihai kneeling on the ground and begging for mercy, she was not angry, and the fourth princess of the East China Sea immediately said to the second princess of the South China Sea with her color.

"Hmph, let's go!" The second princess of Nanhai didn't want to stay here, so she turned around and led a group of dragon girls down the mountain.

Ao Lie's face was incredible, defeated, this Beihai prince was defeated to a scattered immortal like this? No, not a scattered immortal, it must be a master in the late stage of the heavenly immortal, he has been lying to himself, thinking of this time I want to slap Mo Chen in the face, but Mo Chen seized this opportunity to make a limelight, Ao Lie is very uncomfortable.

Everyone thought that Mo Chen was a master in the late stage of the Heavenly Immortals, and they were all whispering about the identity of this handsome young man who defeated the Great Prince of Beihai, after today, not to mention the four continents, among the younger generation of the Dragon Clan, Mo Chen can be regarded as having a reputation.

It is not unreasonable for everyone to think that Mo Chen is a master in the late stage of the Heavenly Immortals, after cultivating to the peak of the Heavenly Immortals and comprehending the Dao Domain, the short is one or two thousand years, and the long is three or five thousand years, and he will inevitably be able to open the three flowers and become a golden immortal.

Seeing the Dragon Prince of the North Sea begging for mercy, Mo Chen didn't plan to do it, after all, he had to participate in the Dragon Gate Banquet later, if the Big Prince of the North Sea was killed here, let alone the Dragon Gate Banquet, I am afraid that now the dragon clan all over the mountain will come to hunt him down, the Dragon Clan of the Four Seas, with the same breath, is not a joke, didn't you see the end of Nezha's evil young man who killed the third prince of the East China Sea, people have heels and heels, let alone themselves.

Mo Chen's heart moved, and the Nanming fire directly burned through a hole in the stomach of the Great Prince of Beihai and flew out, and retracted into his body. Without the troublesome thing of Nanming Lihuo, the cold qi in the body of the Great Prince of Beihai immediately sealed the wound, and the mana worked spontaneously and began to repair the body.

In fact, Mo Chen's Nanming fire really didn't cause much harm to the Beihai Dragon Prince for a moment, but it was burned in his body, and the pain was unbearable.

"Since you are defeated, I must have nothing to say, I am much more polite than you, I will not let you break your arm to apologize, and I don't want your life, you can go. Mo Chen flicked his sleeves, turned around and walked towards the Princess of All Saints.

Looking at the sassy and heroic posture of the Princess of All Saints because of her sword, Mo Chen smiled at her lightly and said, "Why, you also want to fight a ......" Before the words were finished, Mo Chen saw that the expression of the Princess of All Saints changed, and she was about to walk up with her sword, and there was a whirring wind behind her.

I saw that the eldest prince of Beihai had a hideous face at the moment, and the dragon claws were grabbed towards Mo Chen's head with a fierce murderous aura, but he had never suffered such humiliation, although he begged for mercy, he felt that he had lost face, and he was a temporary underestimation of the enemy, so he became angry and wanted to kill Mo Chen.

He didn't think that Mo Chen was stronger than him, but he thought that he was too careless and let the fireball enter his body.

"Big brother, stop!" Moang shouted, wanting to stop him, but he was too far away, how could he be born in time.

Everyone on the field exclaimed, Qi Qi was worried about Mo Chen, pity the limelight just now, this will be a tragic death under the dragon's claws.

With Mo Chen's speed, he really couldn't reflect it at this time, but how could his eight-nine Xuangong body be broken at the same level? Ao Rui and the others didn't know the eight-nine Xuangong he cultivated, and he looked worried in his eyes, and just about to give a reassuring smile, the dragon claw had already been caught.

While!

There was another sound of gold and stone, and the Dragon Prince of the North Sea couldn't help but scream bitterly when he looked at the dragon claw that had broken one of his claws, this person's hard head was as good as those fists, like the cold iron of the stars.

This is?

Princess Wansheng's originally tight jade face was instantly full of joy, as beautiful as a hundred flowers blooming.

Mo Chen smiled at her, then turned around, and a punch of all his mana hit the heart of the Dragon Prince of the North Sea, causing him to fly in the air, spit out a large mouthful of dragon blood, and fell to the ground to smash a big hole.