Lao Xilong roared in pain, this roar pulled the wound, and suddenly the injury was worse, and the blood was more happy, this is not the end, Zhao Yun on the opposite side showed a teasing smile on his face.

The head of the dragon spear became larger, and as soon as Zhao Yun's arms were retracted, the dragon spear was withdrawn, but the larger spear head was stuck by the sturdy dragon head, and this collection was like a fishing rod, and with the blessing of Zhao Yun's terrifying strength and Yun Hailan's arm armor, the old western dragon was violently pulled out of the spatial passage.

Old Xilong was confused, what does this guy mean, he didn't hit him halfway, but he pulled himself out?

But he was wrong, Zhao Yun didn't completely pull him out, just pulled out his upper body, the head of the dragon spear had been recovered, and the spear quickly came out of the dragon's mouth.

Without pausing at all, Zhao Yun's spear pulled out and it was a whirlwind, and after the dragon spear drew a circle in the air like a big stick, it smashed the dragon's mouth of Lao Xilong.

The stick was so powerful that half of the dragon's head was smashed into the ground by him.

Lao Xilong finally came back to his senses, furious, the divine power rippled under his body, the earth was like water being displaced, he supported the ground with a pair of dragon claws, the dragon head was raised, the whole ground was boiling, dust flew, each one became like a mountain, extremely heavy.

Zhao Yun was surrounded by these dusts, as if he had fallen into a meteorite whirlpool, and there was an incessant thumping sound on the armor of the sea of clouds, and his body, which was as strong as him, also felt violent vibrations.

Not only that, as the old Xilong's eyes lit up, those fine dust actually turned into Xilong, heavy and unchanged, but more flexible, and would also spew out dragon breath and bite.

Fortunately, at this time, Zhao Yun's dragon spear had been withdrawn, and suddenly the dragon marksmanship was together, blocking the little dragon from the outside world.

Lao Xilong was smashed with a stick and immediately counterattacked, and after such a while, he remembered what the situation was, and immediately broke out in a cold sweat, their dragon clan has a deep heritage, and there are several god-level gods who found a way to hide before the great change of heaven and earth, and transformed after the great change of heaven and earth, and their strength can be said to be superior to their peers.

It is arrogant when it is not compared to the Zhushen Pavilion.

Just one Wang Xi can probably kill all their heritage, so they didn't plan to turn against the Zhushen Pavilion, nor did they think that they could take refuge in the God Realm, they were just like Di Lingreba, just thinking that they had to show their strength when the patrol team came, tell the Zhushen Pavilion their weight, and strive for a greater right to speak.

But this Di Lingreba suddenly came to the agreed code, which is a life-saving code, indicating that they need to take action in a crisis, so Lao Xilong took action, but he didn't expect it to be a hard nail, he was injured as soon as he came up, and the fire suddenly exploded, and when he came back to his senses, the counterattack was fought out for a while.

Although the dragon's mouth was still painful, the old Xilong's anger had already gone down, and he didn't plan to continue, and the little dragon in the sky no longer attacked wildly, and slowly turned back into ordinary sand and gravel dust.

Zhao Yun felt that the pressure from the outside world had eased, so he slowly retracted the Panlong marksmanship.

He stood with a gun, and the old Xilong in front of him had completely crawled out of the spatial passage, turning into a human form, and his divine power had transformed into a set of straight Yinglan suits.

At the god level, Lao Xilong turned into a human form that was more human than a human, a big-bellied old man with an obscene expression, and his half-bald skull showed that he was indeed very old.

Di Lingeba also walked up and stood beside Lao Xilong.

This was originally the reception place for foreign guests of the Diling Empire, and it was magnificent, but now it is a flat ruin, and there is a puddle of golden dragon blood.

Seeing that the battle had subsided, Einstanford sent a message and boldly stepped forward, ignoring the confrontational gods, and began to collect the dragon's blood on the ground on his own.

He was wearing golden-red armor and a steel mask on his face, but his sense of presence was very low, and it was not until several bottles of dragon blood were filled that Lao Xilong seemed to look at him with some feeling, and even swept over him a few times before he could see him.

After seeing it, he looked back and forth several times before he realized that he was actually collecting his own dragon blood, and he was so angry that he wanted to scold his mother, but he finally couldn't hold back, and immediately opened his mouth to suck it, and less than half of the remaining dragon blood rose like a rainbow and poured into his mouth.

A burst of stench emerged, but Shi Hugui had already woken up, and was running over to meet Di Lingeba and Lao Xilong, he just happened to see the scene of Lao Xilong sucking blood, and immediately said in surprise: 163

"Eat it when it falls on the ground, isn't it dirty?"

His tone was amazing, and Lao Xilong was opening his mouth to eat blood, and when he heard the words, he smelled them with his nose, and almost vomited.

Shi Hugui was even more surprised when he saw the dragon horn on the top of Di Ling Reba's head, he looked at Di Ling Reba, pointed at Lao Xilong and said again: "This is your father?"

One person and one dragon almost ran away, Shi Hugui reacted, and said to himself: "No, there is only one dragon horn, it may be half a father's ......"

Zhao Yun on the other side widened his eyes, in disbelief, and a trace of guilt rose in his heart for no reason, he was too ruthless just now, such a person is too cute to stay in Di Ling, and he should be cared for.

Lao Xilong was so angry that he almost vomited blood, but he was sucking blood, and he was disgusting to think about spitting and sucking, so he could only press manic.

"After that, don't speak without my consent!"

Di Lingreba was not polite, and slapped on the top of Shi Hugui's head, beating this big salute into a miserable scream, and the spit stars spewed out.

The stench in the air was even worse.

Holding his breath tightly and pulling the corners of his mouth, Di Lingreba hurriedly said to Zhao Yun:

"Team Zhao, this is not a place to talk, let's talk in the palace. ”

Glancing at Shi Hugui deeply, Zhao Yun poked his nose, took the opportunity to close his sense of smell, nodded in agreement, and on the other side, Zhu Aotian wanted to cry without tears and found that all the preparations he had prepared before for the fake captain seemed to be useless.

In the palace of Di Ling, Di Ling Reba sat on the throne, and his white hair was combed neatly again, like a pair of sharp horns on both sides of the head, with a magnificent head horn.

Old Xilong sat on his right hand, opposite Zhao Yun, this old dragon was slumped on the chair, his big belly bulging, and he looked very dazzling.

Zhao Yun sat upright, he didn't want to be serious, but he just used this regular posture to help suppress the restlessness in his heart.

Wen Daodan and a few people attacked Zhao Yun, and below Lao Xilong were Di Ling's aristocratic officials, and Shi Hugui was not there, and he didn't know where he went.

Zhao Yun now really wants to make a big move here, cover a "Heavenly Kingdom on the Clouds", and play a "whole village eating song" to the smiling aristocratic officials sitting below and the king of Di Ling above.

An arm stretched out and patted him lightly on the shoulder, as if something was looking for him, but unknowingly smashed a purple flame into Zhao Yun's body, this purple fire was strangely heatless, and it could even be said to be cold and refreshing.

Zhao Yun was slightly stunned, then understood, while pretending to turn his head to discuss with Wen Daodan, while relaxing the restrictions in his body, letting this purple fire disperse, the warm and cool feeling suddenly diffused all over his body, coupled with the fact that Yunhai Lanjia brushed his recovery skills every once in a while, Zhao Yun felt that his emotions were much more stable.

"Thank you" Since they all leaned over and pretended to discuss, Zhao Yun took the opportunity to say thank you, Wen Daodan was not polite, nodded in response, and then opened his mouth to admonish: "Sealing emotions and memories will always hurt a little, unless you reach the god throne level, the divine soul can give birth to divinity from nothingness to benefit yourself." So, it's best to refrain and ask for help when you need it. ”

Her mouth was fragrant, and her voice was beautiful but a little sonorous, which made Zhao Yun very comfortable to listen to, especially the shocking breath that had just come into contact with Shi Hugui, and what he heard from his snort suddenly shocked his spirit.

At this time, Di Lingreba, who was at the top, spoke: "Welcome to the first patrol team of the Zhushen Pavilion to our country. ”

Suddenly, the eyes of the audience were attracted by Di Lingreba.