Lord of Pets

"how so……"

The Heavenly Eclipse Yellow Dragon, the Fairy Dragon, and the Winter Dragon God looked at the gray mist that filled the central dragon temple, and looked at the giant bone dragon that covered the sky and was larger than the three of them combined. His eyes looked incredulously, and then he looked as if he was facing a formidable enemy, his expression serious to the point of freezing.

If it is really the fallen dragon god who transmits his power and reveals his evil power, it will definitely be a disaster for the Great Holy Dragon Palace and the Ancestral Dragon Court.

Within a few seconds while they were waiting and communicating in secret, the five falling soul lights returned and gathered in the body of the Death Pterodactyl Long Zijian.

In an instant, time seemed to stand still, and a stormy and extremely depressing atmosphere spread at the speed of a volcanic eruption.

"Boom!" Headless Xingtian raised his battle ax and brought it down with one foot, causing the entire Great Holy Dragon Palace to shake.

The God of the Ancient Pu Demonic Tree pulled out the rotten roots and blew up clumps of snow-white fluff. When they fell gently, they created devastating pits. It is hard to imagine how heavy those clumps of fluff were.

"The Dragon of Sin... I am... the Dragon of Sin?"

A low soul message swept out in the form of a tornado. Many petite and seriously injured holy dragons banged against the wall, and their mouths, noses and ears were bleeding.

"Shua——"

Suddenly, a bone claw pierced the void, crossed a distance of more than five thousand meters, and held its neck in the eyes of the Winter Dragon God in disbelief.

As if flying through the clouds and mist, the ice-blue lizard dragon was instantly pulled to the front of the Death Pterodactyl, and was pinned to the ground. No matter how hard it struggled, it could not escape.

A ferocious skeletal dragon head leaned down from a high place, and the golden soul fire was only twenty or thirty meters away from the eyes of the Winter Dragon God.

"I am a sinful dragon?"

A very short sentence, when asked again, turned into a spiritual storm, almost ready to overturn the world.

On the face of the Winter Dragon God, the horror was greater than the anger, and he screamed:

"You...you...what state are you in? Have you climbed to the top and are at the end of the extraordinary?"

The golden soul fire beat like bulging temples. He was extremely dissatisfied with this answer. When his emotions reached the extreme, the mental storm subsided first, and what emerged instead was a dark murderous intention. All the creatures in the Central Dragon Temple, All dominated by the fear of death.

Before it could continue to ask questions, the Heavenly Eclipse Yellow Dragon roared and rushed forward. The dragon's horn solidified into a blazing sword. It slashed down with one sword, like a divine furnace pouring down. The sky-high fire split open the gray mist and went straight to the golden soul of the white bone dragon. fire.

"Death to the evil dragon! Give my brother his life back!"

Bai Wushang's scalp was numb.

His position is actually very awkward, very close to the core area. If any trace of mythical power really falls on him, he will only die.

Under the frightened gaze, the Death Pterodactyl was as cold as the cold abyss. He just stretched out another claw and easily defeated the divine fire. In the same way, he pressed the neck of the Sky Eclipse Yellow Dragon and smashed it into the ground, creating a dragon-shaped pit alive. Hole.

"After all these years, you have not made any progress. You are really useless!"

Long Zijian mocked lightly. The two dragon gods, one on the left and one on the right, were pushed to the ground. They were either out of breath or a little embarrassed, and their faces were red from holding back.

But soon, Long Zijian raised his head, looked at the fairy dragon opposite, and asked coldly:

"Little goblin, when you were not yet mature, I seemed to have taken care of you once or twice. Now that your dead lineage has ended up in this situation, you don't have any compassion at all. Do you want to do something for me? Even your only heir. , you want to wipe them all out too?"

The Fairy Dragon was surprised and uncertain. Judging from the perception, the Death Pterodactyl that appeared in front of him did not seem to have a depraved, evil, or terrifying aura. It was inconsistent with the existing cognition, but was closer to the figure in the memory.

After thinking for a while, she replied hesitantly:

"After that time, you have become the public enemy of the Dragon Clan. All the evidence shows that you betrayed the Dragon Clan and became an evil dragon spurned by thousands of dragons... This is the result of the ruling of the Dragon God Council. The Dragon of Justice, Fantasy The dragons, and even the first-generation ancestral dragon Lingxu, all appear as supervisors, providing a large amount of power of law and giving the final judgment."

"Under such a certain situation, what can I do and what should I do? Do I have to fall into darkness, betray my race, and betray my bloodline in order to repay your kindness back then?"

"As for the little ancestral dragon, the filthy power on the fetal egg should come from you, right? It was you who caused it to be cursed innately. The dragon clan did not kill it, but suppressed it in the depths of the dragon prison. This has already been done by your favor and for It’s the result that those divine dragons and holy dragons that you respect so much have worked so hard for.”

"Now that it has escaped from prison, no matter what the real situation is, since there is the possibility of corruption, in order to prevent the harm from rising out of control, there is no other way, and it must be destroyed as soon as possible."

"In the year of turmoil, we cannot accept more disasters. Too many dragon gods have declined and fallen. The peace that exists at the middle and lower levels, and the barely stable stability within the realm gate, are these picked up? ? If the Supreme had not sacrificed its life and dedicated itself to the extraordinary, the world would have been destroyed long ago..."

Long Zijian was silent.

For a long time, under the longing and expectant eyes of the remaining members of the Death Lineage, it slowly spoke:

"In the past, destroying my reputation, sealing off my tribe, annihilating my heirs, and cutting off my inheritance... any of the terms would be enough for me to go on a killing spree, even if it overturns the world and results in the destruction of all living beings. No matter what."

"Your Majesty... So you are innocent, you have not betrayed the Dragon Clan?!"

The Blazing Spirit Dragon and the Storm Dragon King were excited. They had been guarding the Dragon Prison for nearly ten thousand years, looking for an opportunity to take away the true spirit of the little Ancestral Dragon. Isn't it just for this day and this result?

"Naturally." Faced with his sincere subordinates who were willing to sacrifice all of them to find the truth, the fierce murderous intention in Long Zijian's spiritual message instantly faded away, filled with relief and sincerity.

"I have been in the Dragon Clan all my life, protecting, devoting, helping, and fighting... these are all things I am doing. What benefits and what treasures can make me go against my own path and go against my will?"

"Of course, I am guilty, guilty."

"Because I was too weak, the real evil leader caught me and took advantage of me, which resulted in the current situation."

"And you." Long Zijian lowered his head, looked down at the two Dragon God clones that had stopped struggling and looked blank, and whispered:

"The Dragon Court you represent is also guilty."

"Crime, and."

"The Dragon of Justice, although it is responsible for justice, but just like this time, through the ancestral weapon, it can hide the truth and deceive the inspection of the Great Holy Dragon Palace."

"Its laws are not strong enough, and there are too many loopholes for superior powers. How can they be used as evidence to determine whether I am right or wrong?"

"As for the Fantasy Dragon... this old guy is dead now, right? Even at that time, it should have been in a period of decline. How much power can you squander? How much power are you willing to squander for me?"

"Lingxu...hehe, this kind of antique-level immortal has no physical body and only a soul is left. He still has the power to reach the sky. I believe this."

"But what happened to me is far beyond imagination. It involves the oldest filthy creature. How can it see clearly from the outside? Does the so-called fact necessarily represent the truth?"