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

Meanwhile.

Ling Feng returned to the center of the Cold Ice Dragon, which was the territory where the Dragon Patriarch lived.

During this time, the Jiaolong Patriarch also explained a lot of things in the clan to Ling Feng.

The patriarch of Jiaolong is surnamed Jiao Minghan, his wife has fallen for various reasons, and his son, that is, Ling Feng's father, surnamed Jiao Minghao, has no news now.

In the Cold Ice Dragon Clan, there are ten leaders, the strongest is the younger brother of the Jiaolong Patriarch, Jiao Yan, a Red Flame Dragon with eight layers of Demon Venerable.

It is also a top existence in the entire Demon Saint Mountain Range, with strong strength and superior status, ranking second in the Jiaolong clan, second only to the Jiaolong Patriarch.

The Red Flame Dragon under his hand is also invincible, seven demon sects, of which two are at the peak of the demon sect.

Their strength is even comparable to that of other leaders, and they are fully qualified to be leaders, but they do not, but they become followers of Jiao Yan.

.........

After seeing Ling Feng return, the Jiaolong Patriarch brushed his beard and smiled amiably:

"The good grandson is back, are you still having fun?"

Ling Feng sat on the chair and nodded to the Dragon Patriarch:

"The harvest is not bad."

Then he took out the Dragon Source Fruit and showed it to the Dragon Patriarch.

The Dragon Patriarch naturally didn't react much, as if he had already expected it:

"It turned out to be the Dragon Source Fruit."

"Did you get it from your second grandfather?"

Ling Feng nodded lightly and told the Dragon Patriarch what happened.

After listening patiently, Jiaolong did not show any reproach, but proudly opened his mouth and praised:

"Defeat the sixth layer of the Demon Sect with the third layer leap of the Demon Sect, my grandson, you have done a good job."

"In fact, every move in the Jiaolong clan, I know everything, that day Jiao Yan deliberately mocked and provoked you, I know it, but because of my identity, I can't bully the small

, so I thought about helping you find the field in the future, but I didn't expect that today you will find it yourself, I am proud and complacent for you."

Ling Feng nodded slightly, withdrew the Dragon Origin Fruit into the system space, and then took out a few fifth-order spirit fruits and placed them on the table:

"Old man, do you want to eat the fruit?"

After speaking, he picked up one and ate it himself.

The Jiaolong Patriarch did not eat the spirit fruit, but reached out and rubbed Ling Feng's head, and said with a smile:

"Good grandson, you can eat it yourself."

"Okay." Ling Feng nodded and replied casually.

This is not the first time, Ling Feng naturally knows that the Jiaolong Patriarch does not want to eat, naturally he will not force it, but he still has to ask.

..........

After that, the two chatted for a while.

Ling Feng said hello, flew into the air, and entered the Dragon Palace in the middle of the lake.

Go back to your room.

Sit cross-kneeled on a soft bed.

Take out the Dragon Origin Fruit, open the blood basin and mouth, swallow the saliva in one gulp, and then slowly close your eyes and begin to absorb this powerful energy.

The aura around his body became stronger and stronger, his body was smoking white smoke, and his little face became red and sweaty under the explosion of this power.

After a while.

I saw a loud bang.

After the breath erupted, it gradually calmed down.

Although the realm did not break through, it also came to the peak of the third layer of the Demon Sect.

The physical strength has been significantly improved, and it is more than twice as strong as before.

Ling Feng's current physical body is very strong, coupled with the blessing of exercises and bloodlines, he already has the strength to fight against the peak of the Demon Sect.

Ling Feng slowly opened his eyes, sweat had soaked his whole body, and a few drops of sweat would fall from his hair from time to time.

The sheets were wet as if they had wet the bed.

Ling Feng got up and walked out of the room, through the spacious palace, and came to the lake outside.

At this time, night fell, the moon was empty, and there was silence.

Peel off your clothes, reveal your white and flawless skin, and enter the lake unhurriedly.

Start washing up.

Suddenly, the Dragon Patriarch came silently... The lake not far behind Ling Feng

, looking at Ling Feng who was immersed in the cleaning, did not notice his arrival, and asked:

"Good grandson, don't you need me to get you a set of clothes."

"No need, I have it myself."

Ling Feng did not look back, and Yun responded lightly.

He really couldn't sense the arrival of the Dragon Patriarch, and the realm gap was part of the reason.

Another part of the reason was that it was very safe here, and the possibility of danger was minimal, or even impossible, so Ling Feng was also much more relaxed.

"Well, now that there are guests coming, I'll take a step first, and I'll talk to you later."

The Jiaolong Patriarch said hello, and the figure flashed and disappeared without a trace.

"Guest?" Ling Feng was slightly stunned, and then perceived the situation around him, but found nothing.

It seems that this guest is very strong and does not feel any breath at all.

Forget it, don't worry about my business, let's soak for a while before talking.

It's so comfortable to be cold and cold.

.........

Meanwhile, the other side.

The Dragon Clan, the territory of the Red Flame Dragon, is among the large volcanoes where the leader lives.

What came into view was a vast molten slurry, and suddenly in the red molten slurry, a thousand-meter red flame dragon rushed out

, with a bright red crystal unicorn, and a hideous scar on the chest, with bright eyes and a powerful aura around it.

"Wu'er, why are you injured?"

And under the eyes of this behemoth, there were three hundred-meter-long Red Flame Dragons, which were none other than Jiao Yan and the two dragons at the peak of the Demon Sect.

Jiao Yan looked pitiful, as if he had suffered a great grievance.

And the two demon sect dragons shivered, for fear that the leader would be angry and affect himself, and they had a deep understanding of the leader's strength.

Jiao Yan turned black and white upside down and complained:

"Father, it was the grandson of the patriarch who injured me, it came to our territory for no reason, arrogantly provoked me, and I was careless for a while, and I was seriously injured by its sneak attack.

Father, you must seek justice for your child. A

demon sect dragon quickly echoed and fanned the flames:

"The leader, the grandson of the patriarch, arrogant and lawless, we are hindered by our identity, dare not make a move, we can only block, but

it still does not adhere to it, the young lord is also for the face of the leader, so he fought with it, but he didn't expect it to be so brazen, he couldn't beat it, so he sneaked up on the young lord."

Another demon sect dragon also nodded, looking sad and indignant for Jiao Yan:

"The grandson of the patriarch, lawless, doing evil, will definitely cause trouble in the future."

And the Red Flame Dragon in front of them was the younger brother of the patriarch, Jiao Yan, who was also the leader of the Red Flame Dragon.

Previously, it was cultivating in the depths of the molten slurry, and it was not clear about the situation outside, but it never expected that Ling Feng would provoke, which was an unprecedented thing during its tenure as a leader.

He even injured his precious son, how could Jiao Yan not be angry.

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