Invincible Dragon Cultivation System

"Sorry, I'm late!"

With the sound, Wang Xian walked towards the banquet hall with a smile on his face.

At this time, Wang Xian had a gentle smile on his face. After he was promoted to the Immortal God, his aura was completely restrained.

In the past, he was accompanied by a domineering and majestic, and even a trace of evil aura, now he looks almost like an ordinary person.

Hearing Wang Xian's voice, everyone was taken aback for a moment, and looked towards the entrance with amazement on their faces.

Seeing Wang Xian, who was wearing casual clothes with a smile, walked in, a look of surprise appeared in the eyes of the Jiangcheng warriors.

"The aura of the Dragon King has changed. It's not at all the arrogant, domineering look of the world before!"

"That's because the former Dragon King Rivers and Lakes were unmatched, but now, he is not stupid, he knows that he has converged!"

"Hehe, if the Dragon King dared to be as arrogant as before, he might be killed directly by the fairy gate!"

When some warriors saw Wang Xian's warm look, the tension in their eyes completely relaxed, and a faint smile appeared on their faces.

"It's okay, we are just nagging a few words, the immortal door still has things to deal with, so... hehe!"

The fat middle-aged man still stood there with a smile, and said to Wang Xian happily.

"Congratulations on the return of the Dragon King, I don't know what the Dragon King banquet has for us!"

The old man who patted the table took a faint sip of the wine and asked Wang Xian.

The eyes of the remaining four to five hundred warriors all fell on Wang Xian, with a curious look in their eyes.

"It's okay, just tell everyone, I'm back!"

Wang Xian walked to the front of the banquet, turned his head slowly, and said lightly.

"Ha ha!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the fat middle-aged and several middle-aged people slightly raised their mouths, revealing a faint chuckle.

The rest of the Jiangcheng warriors looked at Wang Xian faintly, without speaking.

Wang Xian watched this scene and didn't feel too surprised: "I have a dinner for everyone today, mainly to tell everyone, in Jiangcheng, don't disturb me, I don't want to be troubled by some trivial matters!"

He said, gently lifting a glass of red wine in front of the table and motioning to everyone.

All the warriors found that the Dragon King who stood in front was much weaker, not as domineering as before.

This makes everyone guess that the Dragon King of Dragon Gate is afraid of Xianmen.

Some warriors immediately picked up their wine glasses, and some warriors did not move.

Backed by the fairy gate, they can ignore the Dragon King!

"Dragon King, we naturally won't bother you, but this is the site of the Mingwang Immortal Gate and the Puppet Immortal Gate. We are disciples of the Xianmen, and we obey the instructions of the Xianmen!"

A middle-aged man raised his wine glass and said with a smile at Wang Xian.

"Oh!"

Wang Xian nodded, and a dragon man behind him moved.

"Bumpy bumps!"

Suddenly, a violent noise suddenly came.

In the field, the strongest player is in the Dan realm, and no one can see the dragon figure clearly.

"Wow!"

As everyone was stunned, the middle-aged body toasted and flew out, directly smashing through the glass of the hotel, spitting out a big mouthful of blood.

Dantian was abolished and flew down directly from the 15th floor.

Everyone in the banquet hall was stunned, followed by a look of horror on their faces.

"Presumptuous, you dare to do something against the disciple of Ming Wang's immortal door, Dragon King, you..."

The face of the fat middle-aged man changed drastically, pointing to Wang Xian's expression in embarrassment.

"Crack!"

"Ah, you actually abolished my dantian, my daughter married an elite disciple of Xianmen, you..."

Before the fat middle-aged had finished speaking, he felt a terrible attack on his body.

The dantian shattered directly, and a big mouthful of blood sprayed out.

The body also broke through the glass and fell downward.

Their physique will not die, but the martial arts will be cut off in the future.

Another person flew out.

Everyone's complexion changed drastically, looking shocked at the smiling young man standing in the front.

"He hasn't changed, he hasn't changed!"

Everyone in the banquet hall trembled slightly, with cold sweat on their foreheads.

The Dragon King did not fear the identity of their immortal disciple.

Those warriors who hadn't picked up the glass shook their arms, and quickly picked up the red wine in front of them, looking at Wang Xian with shocked faces.

The entire banquet hall fell silent for an instant, with only thick breathing.

They were horrified that the Dragon King even disregarded their identities as disciples of the immortal door and directly abolished the two of them.

Wang Xian raised his wine glass and motioned: "No comments!"

This time, all Jiangcheng warriors quickly drank all the wine in the glass.

"No no, how dare we provoke you to Dragon King!"

An old man said quickly.

"Yes, that's right, in the future in Jiangcheng, Dragon King, tell us what you have to order!"

Another middle-aged followed up.

The smiling dragon king now is exactly the same as before!

Still so unscrupulous!

"Interesting, come uninvited!"

At this moment, Wang Xian turned his head and looked outside.

Each of the warriors wearing thick metal flew directly toward this side, except for one metal, there was another thing that flew in the sky like a sailing ship.

Ten young people sat on the sailing boat.

"boom!"

A group of people directly broke through the glass and entered the banquet hall.

At the same time, a series of figures emitting pure white light flew towards this side in the dark night.

A total of seven figures flew toward this side at a terrifying speed.

A middle-aged man with white hair, his white hair is not pale white, his hair exudes a faint light.

Except for one middle-aged person, all the others are young people, including one girl.

The old man wearing dark golden puppet armor bowed toward the white-haired middle-aged man, and then turned to look around.

"Why, do you still follow his instructions in the future?"

The old man in the dark golden puppet armor obviously heard the sound here, and his eyes swept across the surrounding Jiangcheng family warriors.

Next to them, the seven people with faintly bright energy swept their gazes around, and their gazes finally fell on Wang Xian's body.

Two of the youths were full of murderous in their eyes.

"Deacon Zhang, no no, we...we were also forced by him..."

The faces of the warriors of the puppet fairy gate changed slightly, and they quickly said to the old man.

When the deacon from the immortal door came, they were relieved instead.

"Elder Ming!"

Another group of warriors from the Immortal Clan of the Ming Dynasty saw the white-haired middle-aged, a glimmer of shock flashed in their eyes, and they quickly said respectfully.

"Um!"

The middle-aged nodded coldly, staring at Wang Xian.

"Longmen Dragon King? Do you know where this is?"

"Call us the immortal disciple over, and dare to abolish our puppet immortal disciple, now, let me explain!"

Deacon Zhang stared at Wang Xian and said slowly.

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