Unlike the other demon clans of the Immortal Clan, these two quasi-emperors knew a lot of secrets.

knew that he was not the Canglong Emperor.

And after getting closer, they quickly saw that this nine-patterned Canglong realm was actually not yet a quasi-emperor.

However, that doesn't mean they dare to be contemptuous!

The advantages of race and bloodline are there.

If the pterosaur is regarded as the most important prince in the dragon clan, then the dragon is the royal family alongside the golden dragon and the green dragon.

Once the Nine-Pattern Canglong achieves the quasi-emperor, it will be no problem to fight seven or eight pterosaurs.

It's not because the pterosaur is weak, but because of the innate suppression caused by the rank gap within the dragon clan.

"Oh, I'm Cangcheng. ”

"I've been outcast, but now I'm finally back in the organization. ”

Brother Cheng made up an identity.

Not only is his identity not revealed at all, because he is now a fake dragon.

From head to toe, it is purer in every way than the pterosaur in front of him.

"Wandering?"

The pterodactyl quasi-emperor Yikong and the golden wolf quasi-emperor owl said that they had been refreshed.

This is a nine-striped dragon!

At present, there is only one person in the Canglong clan who has reached this bloodline, and that is the supreme Canglong Emperor.

You can imagine how rare and precious this is.

Such a rare treasure has been wandering outside the world before, and is not known to the dragon clan?

That's outrageous, isn't it?

This is completely a dereliction of duty on the part of the entire demon world!

For a while, the two quasi-emperors of the demon clan were a little at a loss, and they didn't know what kind of posture to use to face this person.

"Ahem, welcome then!"

"Welcome back!"

There is no need to verify the identity at all, let alone the so-called token on the side of the immortals.

Bloodline is the best proof of identity, and you can't go wrong.

Pretending to be forced enough, Brother Cheng has reduced the size of his Canglong by millions of times.

Wing Kong and Xiao Xiao were like greeting the highest level of honor, and warmly invited him to a nearby Demon Immortal Palace as a headquarters.

At the same time, someone was sent to inform the Canglong clan quickly.

The 'return' of a nine-patterned dragon is not only a major event for the dragon clan, but also a major event for the entire demon world!

The two sides exchanged pleasantries for a while, and Yikong pointed curiously at Xiaokun Lonely Cloud and the others.

"Who are these people?"

Among this group of people are the immortal clan, the demon clan, and the corpse clan, if they hadn't been brought over by Brother Cheng, they would have been attacked a long time ago.

The demon clan is much more exclusive than the immortal demon clan.

Brother Cheng said casually: "These people are all subordinates I collected when I was out in the past. ”

"Subordinates?"

Wings and owls were stunned.

Xiao Kun and Silent Cloud and the others were a little nervous.

With just this fluttering sentence, it is probably impossible for the xenophobic demon clan to accept so many outsiders.

If this can't be fooled, if the two demon clan quasi-emperors suddenly make a move, it will not be difficult to kill ten of them back and forth.

However, immediately after, they found that they still underestimated the significance of the Nine-Striped Canglong.

Yikong praised in an exaggerated tone: "It's really worthy of you, you can actually accept so many foreign clans as servants!"

The owl laughed loudly: "Even if you are out, it is also a nine-striped dragon!

"No matter where you are, you are the supreme!"

Instead of continuing to interrogate the suspicious points, the two quasi-emperors began to pat themselves on the back.

They just accepted it so easily.

Brother Cheng was still a little dissatisfied, and corrected them seriously: "They have shared hardships with me, they can't be regarded as servants, they can be regarded as their own people!"

He had to correct it, because it was about the status of these 12 people when they walked in the demon clan in the future.

The two quasi-emperors were not unhappy at all by being corrected, but nodded in agreement.

"That's right, that's right!"

"You are Cangcheng's own people, that is our own people of the entire demon clan!"

The eyes they looked at Xiao Kun Lonely Cloud and the three corpse kings immediately changed from the previous suspicious and vigilant to cordial.

The owl patted his chest even more: "In the future, you are welcome to come to my wolf clan as a guest!"

12 people are called a flattered one.

Emma, this is the invitation of the quasi-emperor, or the quasi-emperor of the demon clan.

This treatment is really unusual, and the head of Jiang is big.

This really doesn't need to be recommended by the Golden Dragon King, he himself is fragrant.

A moment later, there was a violent sound of wind and thunder breaking through the sky in the distance.

"Where are the genius descendants of my Canglong clan?"

There was a thick eagerness in the old man's voice, which instantly spread all around.

Yikong hurriedly greeted him.

"Senior Cangji, I'm here!"

The quasi-emperor-level eight-patterned dragon in the distance was like a tidal wave, and it suddenly appeared in the hall in the next moment.

There was no need for guidance at all, and the Canglong Quasi-Emperor, who was called Cangji, locked Jiang Cheng at a glance.

Seeing the nine purple stripes with mysterious charm on the back, the old Canglong's cloudy dragon eyes were actually moist.

He slowed down and flew in front of Brother Cheng's eyes.

The dragon's whiskers floated slowly, and the dragon's claws trembled.

"Really, it's a real nine-pattern!"

"Good!"

"Great!"

His voice was choked with emotion, and he looked at Brother Cheng's eyes as eagerly as he looked at his own children and grandchildren.

This caught Brother Cheng off guard.

Old man, don't you want to be so excited, I'm not your long-lost grandson.

At this time, another Canglong Quasi-Emperor flew in the hall.

As soon as Wingsky and Owl saw him, they couldn't help but laugh.

"Haha, senior in the firmament, haven't you been out all year round, and you can't help it this time?"

The strangely named Canglong Quasi-Emperor nodded.

A deep middle-aged voice came out: "Come and see!"

He was obviously much calmer and calmer than Cang Ji, and at a glance he was a dragon who spoke little.

However, after seeing the nine lines, he couldn't help but give him the highest evaluation in his mind.

"Good!"

The old man burst into tears, looked back and sighed: "Firmament, our Canglong clan...... There is hope again!"

"Hmm!" the sky nodded to the dragon's head.

The old Canglong looked at the city brother, which is called a favorite.

Pulling him to ask again and again: "Child, I heard that you have been outcast, can you tell us what you have been through?"

"Why haven't you come to the Dragons to look for us for so many years?"

"You must have suffered a lot over the years, right?"

"Oh, look at how thin this kid is......"

The silent clouds on the side, Mingchi and the others couldn't help but want to complain.

How do you see that this dragon body is emaciated?

And where will the head of Jiang suffer, it is obvious that he will take advantage of it wherever he goes.

Brother Cheng knew that he had to make up a little nonsense.

Otherwise, the way is too unclear.

"That's right, I'm actually from the Nether, and I've only risen up over the years. ”

"The Nether?"

The four quasi-emperors in the hall were stunned, and then they were even more happy.

Originally, Brother Cheng's eyes were like looking at rare treasures, but now he is the most brilliant one.

Yikong couldn't help but exclaim: "In the barren and bitter cold land of the Nether, you can reach the Nine Lines of Bloodline, what kind of talent is this?"

"Hahahaha......"

Before the tears had dried, he laughed proudly.

"The genius descendants of my Canglong clan, how can other races imagine it?"