Sword Master Ling Tian

"walk!"

Ling Tian nodded, Tao Yaoyao's expression was particularly stern, Ling Tian also knew that this was not a joke.

The figure flashed, Ling Tian appeared outside the dragon ball.

However, looking at the three people who were dumbfounded at him, Ling Tian was also slightly startled, and immediately raised his eyebrows, "What's the matter, what are your eyes?"

"What is the difference between me and before, or am I becoming handsome?"

The three Ao Zishan: "..."

"Okay, don't be narcissistic, let's talk, what have you done to City Lord Ao's Dragon Ball? Why is the dragon soul in it gone?"

Kwai Cailin asked.

"Uh, is this it?"

Ling Tian raised his hand, and a small purple dragon soul manifested in the palm of his hand.

"This, this is the ancestral soul of our Dragon Race, you actually absorbed him into your body?"

In an instant, Ao Zishan exclaimed.

He never expected that the dragon soul in the dragon ball was gone, but it was in Ling Tian's body.

However, Ling Tian didn't even count as a real dragon, but how could he let the dragon's ancestral soul into his body?

"Since you can't live without this thing in the Dragon Ball, I will return it to the city lord.

After all, Ling Tian pressed his palm on the dragon ball. The purple dragon ancestor soul returned to the dragon ball, and the dragon ball also turned from dim to bright at this time.

"Okay, okay!"

"Dragon Ball has recovered, Dad!"

Ao Zishuang said in surprise.

"Well, after recovering, I'm relieved."

Ao Zishan put the dragon ball away, but he didn't say that he could feel from the dragon ball that the current dragon ball is different from the previous one. In terms of energy, it is 30% weaker, but fortunately, the dragon ball does not have it. What power, so, does not affect its effect.

"Yes, not bad, Ling Tian, ​​now your breath is not only beyond me, but even Dragon Ball admits that you are a dragon!"

"In this way, you can go to the Dragon Gate Conference without any worries. I promise that even if the strong in the Ten Thousand Dragons Region comes, you will never doubt your identity!"

Ao Zishan smiled with his hand.

"Yes, dad, I think it's not just the identity of the dragon clan, now Ling Tian, ​​the dragon clan aura seems to be much more noble than before, this kind of bloodline aura, perhaps only the five-color dragon clan's Tianjiao can compare. ?"

Ao Zishuang also said joyfully.

"Haha, no, I think, even the strongest existence among the five-color dragon tribe, the prince of the Qinglong tribe, can't be compared with the current Ling Tian."

Ao Zishan shook his head.

Zi Shuang was startled, but he didn't expect that his father would have such a high evaluation of Ling Tian.

"Haha, senior, don't kill me anymore, I am just a human race, but I cannot compare with the prince of the Azure Dragon tribe!"

Ling Tian waved his hand, but in his heart, he hadn't really put the younger generation of the five-color dragon clan in his eyes. If you compare it, you have to compare with those younger generations.

"This is naturally not for the old man to flatter you, well, I still hope that this time, His Majesty Ling Tian is above the Dragon Gate Conference, and his men are merciful, and don't be too cruel to our descendants of the dragon race."

Ao Zishan smiled.

"It's easy to say, yes, when is it now, the Longmen Primary Election of Shenglong City, has it begun?"

Ling Tian asked.

"Start? It's all over, OK!?"

Ao Zishuang and others looked at each other and smiled.

"What!? It's over!? Then I am late to come out? How can I participate in this Longmen Conference?"

Ling Tian was startled, he didn't expect that he was in the Dragon Ball, and he was delayed for so many days.

"What are you afraid of? It's just the Shenglong City primary election. All decisions are in my hands. Whoever I want to go can go. I say who is the seeded player and whoever is the seeded player."

Ao Zishuang hugged his shoulders and said proudly.

"Well, it really is the pride of the second generation of officials!"

Ling Tian nodded.

"However, we should also set off. Now there are less than ten days to go before the Longmen Conference to be held at the Eight Dragon Gates. We have to go ahead and prepare."

Ao Zishuang said, pulling Ling Tian and Kwai Cailin out of the secret room.

"Hey, these kids."

In the secret room, only Ao Zishan was left, and he sighed alone.

"The Dragon Race has been stable for thousands of years, and it should have caused some storms."

"Emperor Qingchen Wu, when will you come back?"

Thang Long City Center.

There are thousands of warriors standing on the square waiting.

Here, they have been waiting for three days.

Today is the last day. If they do not rush to the place where the Longmen Conference is held, they will not have much time to prepare for the conference.

"Are there any mistakes, but how long do we have to wait?"

"That's it, that Ao Zishuang canceled the selection of the seed team without authorization. Now let us wait here for three days. Are we really pawns?"

"Hmph, let her make a fool of myself, have you heard of it?! More than a month ago, Mu Ya, who had a marriage contract with him, was seriously injured and was driven out of Shenglong City!"

"Oh? I heard that too, but is it because of another dragon man?"

"It is said that it is!"

On the square, a group of Tianjiao experts were discussing, but at this moment, the sound of a dragon chant suddenly sounded from the direction of the city lord's mansion, and then three figures appeared in the center of the square.

The figure manifested, and out of it, four Tianjiao came out.

It was Ao Zishuang Lingtian, Kui Cailin, and Rose.

The breath of the four Tianjiao at this time, although all have hidden and suppressed to varying degrees, but just from the temperament, it is enough to make the warriors on the entire square completely silent.

Everyone shut their mouths.

Ling Tian's gaze fell on these warriors, among them, 90% were dragons or descendants of dragons, and there were only less than a hundred people from other ethnic groups.

Moreover, Ling Tian was still among the hundred arrogances, and found three human races, two men and one woman, with excellent looks and temperaments. The cultivation base has also reached the peak of the eighth-order fairy king. Among the human races, it is definitely a phoenix. The leader of Mao Lingjiao.

However, this class of Human Race Tianjiao is standing at the end of all the warriors. Although their faces are cold, their aura can not help but seem a little humble in the face of the eyes of the surrounding dragons.

Ling Tian shook his head secretly. Although he didn't know these three human races, he still hoped that they could stand up.

However, building self-confidence requires a process.

I just hope that they won't lose their lives at the Dragon Gate Conference.

"Let you wait a long time, now we can set off."

Ao Zishuang was wearing an amethyst battle armor, holding a huge dragon-head halberd in his hand, and said softly.

"By the way, I haven't had time to ask, where will the Dragon Gate Conference be held?"

Behind Ao Zishuang, Ling Tian asked quietly.

"At the first dragon gate, the Forbidden City!"