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Chapter 1750 He is really the Dragon Emperor

In a big swamp more than a billion miles away from them, miasma poisonous insects are teeming with them.

Looking down from a high place, you can see yellow-brown clouds covering the vast area below.

The Qi of Immortal Essence here is not strong enough, and it is considered a bitter cold place in the Immortal Realm.

The Flood Dragon Clan from the Ancient Immortal Realm gathered in this swamp.

They didn't choose by themselves, but because they were not subject to control and did not want to be 'blooded', they were finally driven here.

The Heavenly Dragon Clan had few enemies in the Heavenly Dragon Realm. In order to sharpen the younger generation, they deliberately kept these Flood Dragons as magical beasts for newcomers.

Therefore, the situation of this Flood Dragon Clan that came from the Ancient Immortal Realm was even more miserable than other Flood Dragons.

"Liguang, stop being obsessed!"

"If you keep going like this, it's yours who will suffer."

At this time, in the center of this swamp, there are twelve Jiaolong Dao Zun.

They are the most powerful group of the Jiaolong clan.

And in their center, there are more than fifty dragons floating in the mud of the swamp.

Many Jiaolongs have old scars on their bodies, but they don't even lift their eyelids.

Those Jiaolong Daozuns outside are still persuading with persuasion.

"After all, they are all of the same clan, and we don't want to see your team die out."

"Why, anyway, just give some blood essence on a regular basis, at least you can live."

"Those Heavenly Dragons are not something you can resist, so be aware of current affairs..."

The word Tianlong finally made the headed Jiaolong named Liguang have a little reaction.

"Dragon Clan?"

The dragon's horn on the left was broken, and most of the scales on his body fell off. He looked like a worn-out machine that was about to be scrapped, but his eyes were brighter than other Taoists.

"Hmph, it's just a bunch of mixed-race **** who are neither human nor dragon!"

"It's ridiculous that they dare to call themselves Tianlong..."

The twelve Taoists from other Jiaolong tribes on the side interrupted him quickly.

"That's what you said again."

"Oh, I'm really obsessed."

"Do you think they can't wipe out you?"

"Leaving your life as a whetstone..."

What they say is the truth.

Under the suppression effect of the dragon veins, the venerable half-dragon race can grind to death the Flood Dragon Dao Zun little by little like a mouse gnawing an elephant.

Although the half-dragon clan often use their dragon veins in battle in order to give their younger generation an experience.

But after so many years, there will always be some half-dragons who become angry in the battle, or have a temper and don't talk about martial arts...

Therefore, after years of devastation, this group of Flood Dragons from the Ancient Immortal Realm has dropped sharply from the original 3,000 to the current 52.

The surrounding Flood Dragons don't want to see this one go completely extinct.

They didn't dare to resist themselves, and they couldn't resist the half-dragon clan, so they could only come to persuade Liguang from time to time.

Let him give up his resistance and accept his fate to become the mount and blood bag of the half-dragon race.

It's better to die than live!

"Think about your elder brother Liyao, and think about the people of the same family who have died over the years!"

"Do you really want to bury the last dozens of bloodlines in the ancient immortal world?"

"You don't need to say any more!"

Li Guang's eyes were resolute.

"A mere half-dragon clan, even if we kill all of us, we won't be able to break our bones!"

"Those **** don't deserve to be called Tianlong, let alone make us bow down."

He slowly raised his head from the muddy water of the swamp, looking at the dim sky above.

"The real upper dragons are not like them at all..."

The flood dragons behind him all showed nostalgia, as if they had returned to the time of the Dragon Valley.

But the other Flood Dragons around them all shook their heads and smiled wryly.

"You want to say Canglong again? Qinglong? Golden dragon?"

It was obviously not the first time that they heard Liguang mention these three dragon races.

"What kind of blue dragon, blue dragon, doesn't exist at all, we have never seen it."

Liguang insisted on his own opinion.

"Of course they exist, they definitely exist. Emperor Canglong is omnipotent. Sooner or later, he will come to rescue us from the sea of ​​misery!"

The Jiaolong Daozuns from other real worlds shook their heads again.

Among them, some have also experienced the era of the ancient Yuanxianjie, but have never heard of the three high-ranking dragon races.

Only when Liguang was suffering from madness, he imagined that there was no dragon race at all.

"Even if it does exist, so what?"

"Can they compare to the Heavenly Dragon Clan?"

Li Guang said loudly, "What is the Heavenly Dragon Clan in front of the three high-ranking Dragon Clan..."

"Then why haven't they appeared yet?"

"They will definitely show up!"

They were chatting when a group of Flood Dragons suddenly flew in the distance, more than 300 heads.

It was approaching like a dark cloud.

"Ok?"

"what's the situation?"

The dragons present looked at them in amazement.

Although the Jiaolong clan is a very large group, at the level of the supreme and the Taoist, they all know each other.

"That seems to be Li Qian and Li Zhang. They belong to the Hunju family's jurisdiction, right?"

"I remember that Li Qian and the others were reduced to mounts, so how could they still fly here alone?"

"what happened?"

Just when they were talking, Li Guang, who was still lying in the mud, suddenly widened his eyes.

Not only him, the fifty-odd Jiaolongs from the ancient immortal world around him also raised their huge bodies unconsciously.

"Oh my God!"

"Ah! It's him!"

The two Flood Dragons beside Liguang suddenly were like arrows from the string, bringing a cloudy storm in the sky and rushing into the distance.

And Liguang's heart almost jumped out.

He stared at the figure directly in front of the group of Flood Dragons, and the turbid old tears flowed out unconsciously.

"The Great Emperor Cangcheng!"

"Is the emperor really here?"

He could no longer restrain his emotions, and rushed towards Jiang Cheng like crazy.

"Uuuuu, the Great..."

Brother Cheng had just arrived here, and before he had time to speak, a group of muddy and blood-stained dragons surrounded him.

Jiaolong was in the three major dragon valleys in the past, but now it is not only in Canglonggu, but also in Qinglonggu and Jinlonggu, as if seeing relatives who have been separated for many years.

"Great Emperor, you are finally here!"

"God! We're not dreaming, are we?"

"The Great Emperor is back, great, great..."

Their original expectation was that dragon emperors such as Cangling and Xuanming would suddenly come to rescue them one day.

I never dreamed that it was Jiang Cheng who came.

How powerful and miraculous Emperor Cangcheng was, they all witnessed it with their own eyes.

"Great Emperor, when you come, we will be freed."

"These years we... woo woo..."

Under the excitement and ecstasy, years of suffering and grievances finally broke out at this moment.

Many Jiaolong even nearly fainted from crying on the spot.

This scene made the twelve Jiaolong Daozuns stunned just now.

Is this what they call the upper dragon race?

And Qiu Yuxuan was also stunned.

Is this guy really the Great Emperor of the Dragon Clan?