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

Two days later.

Today is also the day of system check-in.

The magnetic voice of the system sounded:

"System check-in is on, whether the host has started to sign in."

"Sign in." Ling Feng said secretly in his unhurried heart.

"Obtained, Heavenly Grade Intermediate Spiritual Skill, Ice Vine Entanglement, whether to comprehend."

The sound of the system hit again.

Ling Feng was slightly stunned, Heavenly Grade Intermediate Spiritual Skill, this was something he had never had.

The Sifang Ice Domain is only a low-grade genius, but the mid-level of heavenly grade is just suitable for Ling Feng now.

But this ice vine is entangled, how does it feel not very strong, forget about studying it later.

"Comprehension." Ling Feng secretly said in his heart.

A moment later, a wave of memories flooded into his mind, and in an instant, Ling Feng had already mastered the ice vine entanglement.

Ice vine entanglement, as the name suggests, condenses ice vine with cold ice, entangles the enemy out of thin air, extremely hard, group spiritual skills, blocks the space, makes it immobile, unavoidable, and the most important thing is to absorb the enemy's blood.

In an instant, it broke out, entangled the enemy, and constantly tightened, and Ling Feng burst out with all his strength, confidently controlling the nine-layer powerhouse of the Demon Venerable.

"Ling Feng, the Thunder Tribulation has begun to weaken, and the Patriarch is about to succeed in crossing the Tribulation. Seeing

Ling Feng's listless appearance, Jiaoshuang stepped forward to remind.

Ling Feng nodded lightly, and calmly spoke: "Got it." At

the same time, everyone present looked at the thunder tribulation in front of them, they were no longer so incredible, but they were still a little unexpected

, after all, they had no hope for the Dragon Patriarch in the first place.

But now the Jiaolong Patriarch slapped them in the face, and the easy crossing was nearing its end.

During this time, the two ninth-order half-saints, the Sword Saint and the Li Saint of the Eastern Wilderness Race, had already arrived.

Both of them were calm on the surface, but there were already some ups and downs in their hearts.

Huang Daorong sighed and spoke:

"The demon race has another ninth-order half-saint, and our human race has not yet had any news."

"These things can't be forced, let it be." Li Jiuyou is still as always, calm, and looks like a noble person in the world.

Seeing this, the Fire Qilin Patriarch laughed and ridiculed:

"Indeed, some things cannot be forced, but the Terrans must also work harder, otherwise our gap will only get farther and farther, hahaha."

And Huang Daorong and Li Jiuyou did not react much, they were already commonplace.

After all, when they first arrived here, the Fire Qilin Patriarch and the Bloodthirsty Demon Tiger Patriarch had been ridiculing both openly and secretly, making them very helpless, and helpless, so they could only ignore and ignore it.

After all, the demon clan is now not what it used to be, and the blood clan is even more famous after the first battle, there is the dragon patriarch to cross the calamity, and below there is Ling Feng to kill the peak of the sect level with the three layers of the demon sect, such a proud record is unprecedented.

And now he is ascending to the sky in one step, stepping into the realm of demon veneration, achieving the body of a true dragon, and cultivating at this speed, I believe that it will not be long before he can advance to the ninth-order half-saint and become the fourth ninth-order half-saint of the demon race.

The Terrans will become more and more inferior to the Demon Race, and finally be crushed directly, which is a situation they don't want to see, but they can't help it.

Before, they could still be equally divided with the demon race, each with its own merits, but now it is not the past, and the demon race has surpassed them.

The bloodthirsty demon tiger patriarch, hippie smiley, fake affection asked them, this wave of operations... That is, directly rubbing salt on the wound.

"Huang Daorong, Li Jiuyou, why don't you talk."

The Fire Qilin Patriarch, so as to ask the Bloodthirsty Demon Tiger Patriarch to stop talking, and his heart has already blossomed:

"Hahaha, no need to ridicule them anymore, I'm afraid they won't be able to bear it and do something stupid."

The bloodthirsty demon tiger patriarch, comprehending the spirit, increased the horsepower, and the yin and yang strange qi spoke:

"I'm just talking about playing, you must not go to the heart, don't think about it... Forcibly pull your people to cross the plague and die in vain. "

The demon race and the human race did not deal with each other in the first place, and now there is an opportunity to send it to the door, how can it be wasted, naturally it is necessary to mock a few words, grow their own momentum, and poke each other's sharp qi.

Li Jiuyou was still as calm as ever, and spoke unhurriedly:

"I won't bother you, we haven't been stupid to that extent."

Old Huang Daorong's face darkened, snorted coldly, and remained silent.

Seeing their deflated appearance, the Fire Qilin Patriarch and the Bloodthirsty Demon Tiger Patriarch blossomed, and at the same time did not continue to taunt.

Seeing this, the other patriarchs and leaders were some serious, expressionless, silent, some directly happy, and even laughed, while some just showed a faint smile at the corner of their mouths, without much reaction.

..............

Back to business.

At this time, the Jiaolong Patriarch had completed the calamity, although his body was broken, he did not have any appearance of being seriously injured, but he was awe-inspiring, and even had the taste of unfinished intentions, which made people a little unable to see through.

After that, it is the transformation to strengthen the bloodline.

Seeing this, the Fire Qilin Patriarch had a smile on his face, it had not been so happy for a long time, and spoke:

"Jiao Han's bloodline was already close to the true dragon level before, and now it will definitely be able to step into the ranks of true dragons in one fell swoop, and our Demon Saint Mountain Range is about to usher in the fourth Demon Saint bloodline."

Huang Daorong smiled and opened his mouth, hiding a knife in his smile.

"Qiankun is undecided, the Fire Qilin Patriarch may be a little blindly confident."

The bloodthirsty demon tiger patriarch sneered, and directly returned back, and he had the strength to speak a lot harder:

"Blind confidence? I don't think so, because our demon clan does have this strength.

Li Jiuyou played the circle:

"Well, the answer will be known soon, why argue, hurt the peace."

After that, neither party spoke again, quietly waiting for the transformation of the Dragon Patriarch and the power of the evolutionary bloodline.

.........

After a while.

"I have finally stepped into the ninth-order half-saint realm, hahahaha."

A dragon groan resounded in the sky, followed by wanton laughter.

At the beginning of the golden light, a 10,000-meter-long dragon body came into view, covering the sky and the sun, looking condescendingly at the patriarch, leader, and ninth-order half-saint of the Terran race in front of him.

The strong majesty on the dragon patriarch only shows that it has become a real dragon, these are all the things that the dragon clan dreams of.

"Don't come unharmed, guys."

"Moreover, thank you for your help this time to avoid the territory of the Golden Pupil Barbarian Ape Clan... It was destroyed and ruined by the Wudu robbery. "

The Jiaolong Patriarch turned into a human form, much younger, almost fifty years old, dressed in white clothes, white as snow hair dancing in the wind, a fairy wind Dao bone.

The true dragon breath is hidden, but the temperament is extraordinary, this temperament seems to be innate, like a natural king, majestic and inviolable.

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