After calming down, a gleam flashed in Mo Zhiyao's eyes, and then as soon as he moved, his figure swept out, and in a flash, he appeared next to the golden dragon.

Seeing that at this time, Mo Zhiyao actually rushed out, Xiao Chen and Zhou Ying were stunned at first, and then a thick sneer appeared on their faces.

Xiao Chen and Zhou Ying tried in vain to subdue this immovable dragon stick, but they both ended up being injured and retreating, and the latter even lost a chaos-level spirit treasure. Mo Zhiyao didn't give up at this time, this kind of behavior, looking at the eyes of the two, was completely stupid. However, is this the case?

And under the sneering gaze of Xiao Chen and Zhou Ying, Mo Zhiyao's arm suddenly stretched out, and then he grabbed the golden dragon's body fiercely.

"Boom!"

And the moment Mo Zhiyao's palm fell, the golden light that was extremely violent shone from the golden dragon's body again, and an astonishing power fluctuation raged wildly.

"Give it to me, confess the Lord!"

A low roar came out of Mo Zhiyao's mouth, and his eyes suddenly turned red at this moment. On the palm of that hand, pieces of strange scale armor appeared, and on the scale armor, there was a cold luster.

"You are the treasure of the dragon clan, I have the blood of the dragon phoenix, how can I not subdue you!"

The sharp pain from the palm of his hand made Mo Zhiyao's eyes become extremely fierce, and the dragon and phoenix bloodlines in his body were also running wildly at this moment, and the monstrous golden red light swept out from under the skin of his body.

However, in the face of Mo Zhiyao in such a state, the golden dragon transformed by the immovable dragon stick still did not have the slightest sign of being willing to recognize the master, the golden light flashed wildly, and a wave of moving and violent power spread out, making the surrounding space distorted.

Mo Zhiyao's palm, despite the protection of the dragon phoenix scale armor at this moment, was still bombarded with blood by this power. However, even so, Mo Zhiyao's palm was still tightly grasped and not loosened at all!

"Give it to me, confess the Lord!"

Looking at the immovable dragon stick that was frantically resisting, the luster in Mo Zhiyao's eyes became more and more intense. With a roar, the other palm covered by the dragon phoenix scale armor also grabbed the golden dragon's body fiercely.

"Crunch, crunch!"

The piercing sound sounded, and the brilliant golden rays flickered wildly from the golden dragon's body, and under the invasion of this force, Mo Zhiyao's palms were all bombarded to the point that the skin and flesh were opened, and the gorgeous scale armor on the surface was also shattered. Yin Hong's blood slipped down Mo Zhiyao's fingers.

"Stupid!"

Looking at Mo Zhiyao, who was frantically competing with the immovable dragon stick, the sarcasm on Xiao Chen and Zhou Ying's faces became even stronger. In their opinion, Mo Zhiyao is simply self-defeating and asking for hardships. Failure is an inevitable outcome. Therefore, neither of them made a move to stop it.

"Pseudo-dragon man, how can you be worthy of being my master, get out of here!" A deep voice sounded in Mo Zhiyao's mind, it was the instrument spirit that did not move the dragon stick.

Listening to these familiar words, the luster in Mo Zhiyao's eyes became more intense, and he gritted his teeth stubbornly, not only did not let go, but increased his strength.

However, it is obvious that if this stalemate continues, Mo Zhiyao's fate will inevitably be a serious injury failure. This immovable dragon stick, like the Tianhuang Bell, regards Mo Zhiyao as a pseudo-clan person who only has a trace of dragon phoenix blood in his body, and it is impossible to recognize him as the master.

"He's a pseudo-dragon?

Just when Mo Zhiyao gradually felt overwhelmed, a small figure appeared between him and the golden dragon, it was the dragon battle. And because of the position, Xiao Chen and Zhou Ying in the rear did not see Long Zhan appear.

Long Zhan's eyes were cold, his small hand reached out, and then directly penetrated the golden dragon's body and grabbed the body in his body.

"Don't move the dragon stick, you dare to oppose me!"

Grabbing the body of the immovable dragon stick, the chill on Long Zhan's little face became even stronger, and he immediately roared directly.

"On your body, there is the breath of a patriarch, you, who are you?" was caught by Long Zhan, and the light on the golden dragon's body suddenly became a little dim, and at the same time, a voice of surprise resounded in the hearts of Long Zhan and Mo Zhiyao.

"Old man, he is the child of Patriarch Qitong and Patriarch Xuanyu, are you still competing there, waiting for the young master to go crazy?" Although Zhong Ling did not show up, his voice was sent to the ears of the golden dragon.

"Zhong Ling, why are you here?" The golden dragon's body suddenly trembled, and a look of shock appeared in the big dragon's eyes. "He, he, the young master, the child of Lord Qitong and Lord Xuanyu?"

"I'll tell you the details later. Hurry up and confess the Lord now, what you see is the young master's father, and my current master. ”

"Young Master's father, your current master?" Jin Long heard this, the doubt in his eyes became even heavier, obviously this relationship made him quite troubled. But one thing he knew was that the child in front of him was really the child of Long Xuanyu and Feng Qitong. Because the blood breath in his body is a genuine son of the dragon phoenix!

"What so much nonsense, hurry up and confess to my father!" Long Zhan's little face was cold, and he said extremely impatiently.

"Young master, it's not that I don't recognize it, it's that I can't recognize it! I still have the old master's contract on my body, how can I recognize the master without the consent of the old master?"

"Then be honest with me!" Long Zhan also knew that if he didn't move the dragon stick, what he said was true, and it would not be difficult for him to be strong.

"Yes!" the dragon stick hurriedly agreed.

Below, Xiao Chen and Zhou Ying, who were watching coldly and with disdain on their faces, looked at Mo Zhiyao, who was in a stalemate with the golden dragon above, and sneered constantly. They naturally didn't believe that Mo Zhiyao would be able to subdue the mixed-grade spirit treasure that made the two of them helpless.

However, as time passed, the expressions on the faces of the two of them gradually solidified. Because they found that the originally extremely violent golden dragon actually became, ............ Meek?

Such a change made Zhou Ying and Xiao Chen's faces suddenly ugly, and there was a deep look of surprise and surprise in their eyes. This is far away, can it really make this Chaos Level Spirit Treasure recognize its master? How is this possible!

And just under the unbelievable vibrating gaze of the two of them, a moment later, the golden dragon that was still struggling frantically just now actually retracted quickly, the golden mang converged, and finally turned into the main form!

Mo Zhiyao's blood-stained palms were held on top of the immovable dragon stick, and a look of ecstasy also appeared in his eyes, looking at the long stick in his hand with burning eyes, the heat in his eyes could not be concealed.

This immovable dragon stick, the whole body is golden, as if it is cast in gold, and there are mysterious and gorgeous delicate lines on the stick body, twisting and entwining, outlining a mighty golden dragon form!

At one end of the stick, there is the head of a golden dragon, showing the momentum of roaring up to the sky, and in the mouth, there are sharp fangs sticking out. Two dragon whiskers, extending downwards, wrap around the body of the stick.

Holding the dragon stick in his hand, an ancient coercion that could not be described in words emanated from it, making the blood in Mo Zhiyao's body faintly boil.

"Don't move the dragon stick!"

Looking at the golden long stick in front of him, Mo Zhiyao couldn't help but grin. Although it is not yet possible to confess the Lord, it is only a matter of time. When he saw Elder Long Ao, it was naturally not a problem.

"How can it be ............ like this" At this moment, Zhou Ying and Xiao Chen finally recovered from the shock and immediately lost their voices. Then, the faces of the two of them slowly became gloomy. There was a strong jealousy in his eyes. Unexpectedly, the three of them competed, and this mixed-level spirit treasure actually fell into Mo Zhiyao's hands in the end. That's a top-notch spiritual treasure that you can't find.

Xiao Chen's eyes flickered at this moment. Although Mo Zhiyao has now surrendered to this immovable dragon stick, the two of them can also see that the latter has not recognized the master! In other words, they still have a chance!

Mo Zhiyao also noticed the gaze of the two, his face immediately became gloomy, and the immovable dragon stick in his hand faintly shone with golden light.

"Hehe, Brother Zhou Ying, in my opinion, it's better to solve this eye-catching kid first. As for the ownership of this spiritual treasure, when the time comes, you and my brother will rely on their own abilities, what do you think?" Xiao Chen grinned at the corner of his mouth, and said to Zhou Ying with a smile, but under that smile, there was a thick forest cold killing machine.

"Okay!" Zhou Ying nodded when he heard this, and then, the two of them both flashed out and came to Mo Zhiyao's side.

"Mo Zhiyao, hand over the Lingbao, we will spare your life. Zhou Ying looked at Mo Zhiyao with a cold look in his eyes, and said in a cold voice.

"Hand over the spirit treasure? Are you stupid? Can you say this kind of thing?" Mo Zhiyao saw that Zhou Ying and the others actually dared to come to seize the treasure, and the chill in his eyes suddenly flourished, although the cultivation strength of these two people was far superior to his own, but Mo Zhiyao had never spit out the things in his hand!

"Looking for something dead!" Seeing that Mo Zhiyao actually refused to give in, the killing intent in Xiao Chen and Zhou Ying's eyes suddenly surged out, and the arms of the two of them moved in unison, and then with a fierce attack, they shrouded towards Mo Zhiyao.

"Hmph!" Seeing this, Mo Zhiyao snorted coldly, not only did he not flinch, but his body swept out violently and met him blatantly.

Mo Zhiyao's arm flicked, and he didn't move the dragon stick, and suddenly a dazzling golden light flashed, and at the same time as the piercing dragon roar sounded, the shadow of the stick in the sky was stirred up by Mo Zhiyao, carrying terrifying power, and swept towards Xiao Chen and Zhou Ying overwhelmingly.

The power of the extreme rage tore through the space, and the latter amazing arrogant posture was hard to regret with the offensive of Xiao Chen and the others.

"Boom!"

An astonishing loud bang resounded above the altar, and a ripple of power that seemed to be like a substance spread out in all directions. Three figures, flying upside down at the same time!

That Zhou Ying and Xiao Chen's fierce joint attack, it was actually taken over by Mo Zhiyao!

- An hour late, sorry!