The game starts with an ice dragon, and the protagonist is looking for trouble

"At the same time, I will not be stuck here forever, I will go to a wider world."

Ling Feng did not struggle anymore, calmed his emotions, and spoke.

Seeing this situation, the Jiaolong Patriarch also put Ling Feng down, sighed helplessly, and said bitterly:

"Indeed, with your talent, you will never be trapped here, but your strength is still weak now, I just want to protect you and grow up safely, when you want to go out and wander, I will never stop you."

"I don't want to repeat the mistakes of the past, and your father will be silent because of this, and his life and death are unknown."

"If your father really dies, and I only have you left, I don't want to suffer the pain of parting from life and death."

Ling Feng was silent and lost in thought.

Ling Feng and the dragon soul were integrated, and his predecessor was also an orphan, so he naturally wanted to know the answer.

And he doesn't hate the dragon patriarch, and he doesn't have much emotion, and he doesn't like to be held like a child.

"But I also have my own choice, but I can promise you that I will never fall."

Ling Feng sighed, and at this time he had calmed down.

The Dragon Patriarch waved his sleeves, lifted the spiritual energy restraints on Ling Feng's body, nodded slightly, and spoke:

"Your father also said so at that time, but there was still no news, if you want to go out and wander, you can, but you must have the strength of a ninth-order half-saint, so I am willing to let you go out alone."

Ling Feng moved his body and spoke:

"Breaking through the ninth-order half-saint in the Demon Saint Mountain Range is not so easy, you should understand it better than anyone."

Seeing that Ling Feng was calmly talking to himself, the Jiaolong Patriarch smiled and spoke, with confidence in his eyes:

"With your talent, it will be able to reach it in less than a thousand years, I believe you, you don't have to worry about the problem of cultivation resources, I have my own way."

"A thousand years is too long." Ling Feng replied without hesitation.

After all, there is still the trouble of the protagonist, and if you don't get rid of it for a day, you won't be at ease for a day.

The Jiaolong Patriarch smiled, then sat on the chair with his butt, and slowly spoke:

"Is it a long time for a thousand years?" I am more than seven thousand years old, as long as I concentrate on cultivation, the thousand years are just a snap of my fingers. Ling

Feng stepped on the void, then sat on the chair and shook his head:

"But for me, it's still too long."

Patriarch Jiaolong brushed his beard and spoke:

"Cultivation is like this, boring, always accompany me, but in order to become a strong person, protect relatives and clansmen, what are these?"

"You hate boring, just live carefree in the dragon clan, accompany me

, cultivate if you want to cultivate, play as you like if you don't want to cultivate, what you want, I will do my best to satisfy you."

Ling Feng shook his head and spoke calmly: "This is not what I want, I am not afraid of death, but I am afraid of losing my goal

, and now I just have this talent, how can I let it go to waste?"

"The ninth order is not my end, and I also want to fight, challenge all kinds of strong people in this world, and subdue them one by one."

The Jiaolong Patriarch shook helplessly, and persuaded bitterly:

"Being high is far from necessarily a good thing, my grandson, you should first look at the present, concentrate on cultivation, and walk down to your so-called goal."

"What if I say no? What's next for you? Imprisoning me? Ling

Feng was silent for a moment before he looked at the Dragon Patriarch with a resolute look in his eyes.

"When forced to, I do this." Patriarch Jiaolong spoke without hesitation.

"I will choose my own destiny, and you don't have to worry about it." Ling Feng's sharp opening.

The Jiaolong Patriarch was very helpless, but he was still persuading bitterly:

"Why are you all like a cow, I do this for your own good, just listen to my words, grow up peacefully, and it's not too late to go out."

Ling Feng was silent, not wanting to refute anymore.

"After a while, the Blood Clan will attack, and during this time, you will stay here, wait for me to solve them, and then let you operate in the Dragon Clan."

Seeing this, the Dragon Patriarch sighed helplessly, waved his sleeves, and a powerful aura attacked Ling Feng.

In front of the peak of the eighth-order demon Venerable, the seventh-order demon sect had no ability to resist at all.

Ling Feng was restrained again, sighed helplessly, and spoke: "Let go of me."

"Grandson, living is more important than everything, and you will understand my good intentions in the future."

The Dragon Patriarch came to Ling Feng, held him directly in his arms, and spoke.

A dazzling blue light appeared around Ling Feng's body, and his body was gradually getting bigger, wanting to break free from the shackles of spiritual qi.

"My grandson, why bother." The Dragon Patriarch said, and then his body flashed, and in the blink of an eye, he came to the sky.

Only then let go of Ling Feng.

With a loud bang, Ling Feng broke free from the shackles of spiritual qi, and the huge dragon body came into view, roaring up to the sky, resounding through the clouds, and spread throughout this ice dragon family.

This was also intentional by the Dragon Patriarch, otherwise Ling Feng would never have been able to break free.

"Very good, the bloodline is very strong, and it will definitely be able to transform into a true dragon in the future."

The Dragon Patriarch was not annoyed by this, but laughed and praised.

Ling Feng didn't say much, flapped his wings, and wanted to quickly escape from here.

"My grandson, you underestimate me too much." Seeing this, the Jiaolong Patriarch smiled.

"Quad Ice Domain." Two fingers together, pointing at Ling Feng, who was gradually moving away.

In the blink of an eye, Ling Feng condensed a hard and extremely cold ice wall out of thin air, and finally formed a boxy cube, trapping Ling Feng inside.

"The ice dragon swings its tail."

Ling Feng looked around, and after seeing that there was no exit, the dragon's tail was covered with icy cold air, charged his strength, exerted all his strength, and smashed heavily on the ice wall.

There was a loud bang, resounding through the sky.

The Jiaolong clan all looked at the center in unison, their eyes full of puzzlement:

"This voice sounded from the patriarch's side, what happened?" This is all the second time.

"I don't know, I can't care, with the strength of the patriarch, only two of the Demon Saint Mountain Range can help it."

However, listening to the sound, it should be the attack issued by the demon sect, and it is tickling for the patriarch.

"Indeed, the patriarch does not let us go to the place where it lives, and we can't manage it if we want to, so don't be nosy."

.......

Seeing this, the Jiaolong Patriarch blocked the surrounding space, and the sound could not be transmitted or entered, and the same was true for the transmission.

The Jiaolong Patriarch came to the outside of the ice wall, looked at Ling Feng inside, and spoke:

"My grandson, why bother, stay with me, glory and wealth, high position, Wutongtong can give you."

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