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? "The ancient sword of Longyuan is so strong?"

Long Aotian also widened his eyes, and was frightened by the power of this sword. His eyes were full of incredible gods.

Although he was confident that he had the Ancient Dragon Sword in his hand, he should be able to fight against the Black Fox Saint, but he did not expect that the Ancient Dragon Sword was so powerful. When the sword fell, he almost cut the Black Fox Saint into two halves.

The black fox saint looks extremely miserable. One arm and half of his body are extinguished with smoke. Although he is a saint, he can mobilize the power of heaven and earth, and has the power of immense vitality. An arm grew again, but she still lost a lot of her life source, and her face was pale.

Whoosh!

At this moment, Ling Xiao's figure flashed directly in front of the Black Fox Saint. His eyes were pale but calm, but he gave the Black Fox Saint immense pressure.

"I... I admit defeat!"

The Black Fox saint smiled bitterly.

She didn't expect Ling Xiao to have the cultivation practice of the Great Saint, and the combat power was so horrible, she immediately sealed the black snake sage of the black snake sage.

Even Long Aotian, who looks like a soft persimmon, has a torn-up imperial soldier in his hand. The Black Fox Saint instantly lost any fighting will and simply conceded defeat.

"Lingxiao Taoist...... Too strong!"

The eyes of the Black Dragon Sage were also full of shock.

He found that he still underestimated Ling Xiao's cultivation behavior. He did not expect that Ling Xiao turned out to be a great saint. He was also glad that his instincts were right again, and he did not show maliciousness as soon as he came up. The saint is miserable.

There was a trace of awe in the eyes of the Black Dragon Sage involuntarily.

For the demon clan, this sentence may be more true to respect the strong, Ling Xiao won the awe of the four demon saints with his strength!

"Now give you two choices. The first is to hand over a trace of the primal spirit, to recognize my cousin Long Aotian as the master, and the second is to destroy the soul!"

Ling Xiao looked at the black snake saint, golden toad saint and black fox saint in front of him.

The three demon saints were all cold in their hearts. Although Ling Xiao's voice was very flat, they heard the murderous intention in the words.

If they really dare to resist, Ling Xiao will really kill them!

"Adult, we are willing to recognize you as the Lord, he is just a half saint..."

There was a struggling sè on the face of the black snake saint, and he gritted his teeth.

"I don't need any of your waste, if you want to be my slave, at least you must be a holy king! If it were not for your role, I would not tell you so much nonsense! It is also an honor for you to recognize Long Aotian as Lord , Tell me your choice now!"

Ling Xiao said indifferently.

"Can the Holy King be your servant?"

After hearing Ling Xiao's words, although the Black Snake Sage, Jinchan Sage, and Black Fox Sage didn't dare to refute, but they were sullen in their hearts, thinking that Ling Xiao was too big.

But they also know that now they are afraid that there is no choice but to admit their fate.

"I am willing to recognize Lord Longaotian as the mainstay!"

The Black Snake Sage gritted his teeth and nodded.

Sage Jinchan and Sage Black Fox struggled for a while, and in the end their desire to live overwhelmed everything, and nodded and agreed.

Buzz!

They all surrendered a primal spirit and were refined by Long Aotian, and their life and death have been in the hands of Long Aotian since then.

"You don't want to be convinced! My cousin is right, his slaves are at least holy kings! And my dragon Aotian, the future dragon clan dragon king, who can follow me is your blessing and fortune!"

Although Long Aotian had blossomed in his heart, he suddenly had three more servants in the sage realm, but he still smiled proudly on the surface.

The three demon saints disagreed, but Long Aotian went to the heaven prison, and naturally knew that what Ling Xiao said was true. Ling Xiao’s servants of the Holy King, there are more than a dozen, if you let these three demon When Saint reached the world of hell, he was scared to death.

"Future Dragon Clan Dragon King?!"

The three demon saints were all shocked, and there was an incredible **** in their eyes.

"You... do you have the blood of an ancestral dragon?!"

The Black Dragon Sage shook his body and said with great excitement.

If you want to be a dragon king of the dragon family, you must have the ancestral dragon blood. Since Long Aotian dare to say this, and Ling Xiao seems to have tacitly agreed, this shows that Long Aotian has the ancestor dragon blood!

It should be known that now the entire Dragon Clan has only three owners of the ancestral dragon bloodline besides the contemporary Dragon King.

"Good! Black Dragon Daoist, Aotian does have the blood of the ancestral dragon. This time I took him to the Dragon Race, just to let him compete for the next generation of Dragon King!"

Ling Xiao smiled lightly.

"Compete for the next generation of Dragon King? How easy is it!"

The Black Dragon Sage smiled bitterly.

Even if Long Aotian has the blood of the ancestor dragon, but Long Aotian grew up in the ancestral land of the dragon clan, how can the old monsters of the dragon clan make Long Aotian the next generation dragon king?

If there is no owner of the ancestor dragon blood among the dragon races, maybe Long Aotian still has such a chance, but now it can be said that the chance is slim.

Now the Black Dragon Sage regrets that he promised to take Ling Xiao and Long Aotian to the Dragon Clan's ancestral land. Isn't this just to die? The owners of the three ancestral dragon bloodlines, I am afraid they will be happy to get rid of Long Aotian.

But now the Black Dragon Sage doesn't dare to refuse Ling Xiao directly, and can only smile bitterly, and his heart is full of misery.

The three demon sages and the black dragon sage have the same idea. Although the dragon clan is currently weak, but the accumulation of hundreds of millions of years is there, the background is extremely deep. How can the position of the dragon lord be determined by a great sage?

I'm afraid even the Holy King can't decide.

"Black Dragon Daoist, this is the Dragon Ball I promised to give you. Next, I will trouble you to take us to the Dragon Clan Land!"

Ling Xiao smiled indifferently~www.wuxiaspot.com~ A six-dragon ball appeared in his hand, fingers slightly flicked, and flew towards the Black Dragon Sage.

The six dragon **** represent the blood of the six-clawed dragon, and the Black Dragon Sage is now only the blood of the three-clawed dragon. If this dragon ball can be refined, it is likely to evolve into a six-clawed dragon, and even the cultivation of the dragon may be able to break through to the big. Holy Land.

If it was before, the Black Dragon Sage must have been extremely excited, but at this moment the excitement was completely diluted by worry, and he could only smile bitterly, and then took the six dragon balls.

"The ancestral land of the Dragon tribe, in the Wanlong Holy Mountain in the eastern woodland, Lingxiao Road...Master, let's go!"

The Black Dragon Sage gritted his teeth at Ling Xiao. Since he agreed, he could only go to the Dragon Clan Ancestral Land. I hope that Ling Xiao could converge a bit when he arrived at the Dragon Clan Ancestral Land. Can't protect them.

"Okay! Let's go!"

Swallowed Ling Xiao with a faint smile.