The Martial Emperor with Dragon Blood

"Elder Zi Ning, as the elder of the family, you actually brought the blood bastard into the Longchi. You should know the crime. Your son is a blood bastard and should be executed."

Elder Zixing said coldly.

"Elder Zixing, I don't agree with the so-called blood bastards. No matter what I did wrong, my son is innocent. He is seriously injured now, and his cultivation base has dropped. Only by entering Hualongchi can he recover. You punish me, I can accept it, but he is not a member of the Primordial Azure Dragon Clan, so he can be exempted from the crime."

Zi Ning's voice resounded throughout the Dragon Transformation Hall.

Logically speaking, it is impossible for the elders of the Law Enforcement Hall to come to Hualong Hall, and the deputy head of the Law Enforcement Hall personally led the team, so there must be some tricks in it.

Elder Ziyan is a master at the level of gods, and he is also a figure of the fourth generation. Even people from the punishment hall may not dare to provoke him. Moreover, Elder Ziyan made up such a lie. No one knows the reason at all, and it is even more impossible to delve into it.

Now the deputy head of the Law Enforcing Hall, Elder Zi Xing personally brought the Elder Law Enforcement here, and Zi Ning guessed in an instant that she was probably being secretly plotted against.

"Elder Zi Ning, it seems that the person who entered Hualongchi is the wild species you left in the barren land back then?"

Seeing Zi Ning standing in front of Hualongchi, not letting them approach, and trying to protect Ye Mo, Zi Xing also yelled loudly. It can be seen that layers of ice flowers flickered around his body, as if even space It's all frozen.

There was already a chill in the entire hall.

The men and women who were waiting for the results desperately used their profound energy to resist the cold.

They all waited for the results of their children's awakened blood power, but they didn't expect to encounter such a thing. They all took a few steps back, but they were also a little excited in their hearts. Know a little bit.

The father of Zi Aotian, the youngest genius of the Primordial Canglong Clan, Zilong, in order to help his son compete for the next position in the family, challenged Zi Ning.

The best excuse is naturally the matter in front of you.

"What kind of wild species is not wild species? That is my son. I know that you are deliberately targeting me. Tell me, did Zilong instruct you?"

Zi Ning said lightly.

"No matter who instigated it, it is a serious crime for you to let a blood bastard enter Hualongchi."

Zi Xing let out a cold snort, and walked forward slowly, with a chilling air: "Your son entered the Hualongchi because he insulted the blood of the family. It seems that I have to consult the patriarch to know about this crime. As for you , is the instigator, who secretly brought the blood bastard into Hualongchi, and he is also responsible, I will ask the elders for instructions, and deprive you of the right to compete for patriarch."

"Deprive me of the right to compete for patriarch?"

Zi Ning began to sneer: "It seems that you have made up your mind from the beginning, and want to deprive me of the right to compete for the patriarch, who is up to you? Even if the head of the Law Enforcement Hall comes here in person, he is not qualified to deprive me of the right to compete for the patriarch s right."

While speaking, Zi Ning's body trembled, and a powerful aura erupted. Around her body, there were six red dragon patterns suspended, as if there were six ancient black dragons, hovering around her body, exuding amazing dragon power trend.

Immediately, the terrifying power of the bloodline radiated out, shaking all the elders back again and again, and even the water in Hualongchi boiled rapidly.

"Six Dragon Marks!"

Looking at the six red dragon patterns on Zi Ning's body, Zi Xing couldn't help showing a hint of jealousy. Although he is a godly and powerful man, he only has four dragon patterns. Thinking about it, it may not be able to defeat Zi Ning.

"The younger generation, one of the strongest bloodlines."

The men and women around were also amazed when they saw the dragon pattern floating on Zi Ning's body. They could all feel the coercion emanating from the dragon pattern.

If one more dragon pattern is condensed, the power of the bloodline will increase exponentially.

"Except for the clansmen of the previous five generations, who can condense the six dragon patterns, apart from her, that is the patriarch, and the other one is Zi Aotian."

"Yes, but the patriarch's seniority is higher than them. After that, the one who can condense the four dragon patterns is already considered a genius."

"Elder Zi Ning's cultivation talent is very terrifying, coupled with his bloodline talent is also so terrifying, many elders place high hopes on him, even if something like that happened back then, it would be nothing. I think today's incident can't shake it Zi Ning's position as an elder."

"In the Primordial Canglong Clan, strength and blood are king. Although Zi Aotian's blood is powerful, its strength is much worse than Elder Zi Ning's."

Everyone whispered secretly, the power of blood can deter anyone.

Even if a martial artist has cultivated to the godly state, if the power of blood is not strong, he will not get much attention.

"I, Zi Ning, condenses six dragon patterns, and the space opened up combines the strength of the dragon prison and the nine transformations of the wheel. Even the masters of the gods will not be afraid. In a short time, I will be able to promote the gods and surpass the people in the clan. All the elders, let me ask you, if I don't have the strength to be the next patriarch, who else has the strength?"

Zi Ning said proudly.

If Ye Mo stood here, he would definitely be surprised. At this time, Zi Ning is in the most powerful state, far surpassing the aura of the runner.

Moreover, when Zi Ning said this, no one would say that she was arrogant and arrogant, but admiration, fear and anger.

In the Primordial Canglong Clan, everything is based on strength, there is no such thing as a hereditary system, and only those who are strong enough are qualified to be the patriarch.

As for Zi Ning's strength, none of the people present dared to doubt that Zi Ning had too much aura when she was young, otherwise she would not have become an elder in the clan at the age of less than 40 years old.

"Elder Zi Ning!"

After all, Zi Xing is the deputy hall master of the punishment hall. When Zi Ning said this, his face suddenly became dull, and he grabbed it with a big hand. An ice crystal long sword condensed with cold air was blessed with the power of space. When he swung it, he arrived in an instant In front of Zi Ning.

Zi Ning understated, looking at the ice crystal long sword, her face did not change at all, the six dragon patterns began to shine red light, ripples hit Qianqian's jade hand one after another, stretched out two fingers, and instantly clamped the ice crystal long sword.

Kacha, the long sword of ice crystal, which was enough to easily pierce through a wheel with nine transformations, was pinched off just like that.

One is the god and one soul, and the other is the nine transformations of the wheel. If the two fight casually, people can see the clues.

"Elder Zixing, it seems that your cultivation is still stagnant."

Zi Ning said indifferently.

"Since you are so confident, let's have a contest so that you can know what it means to respect a teacher."

Zi Xing shook off his robe fiercely, full of fighting spirit.

"Respect the teacher, I think it's relying on the old to sell the old."

Zi Ning said disdainfully: "Since you want to fight, the three of you go up together. Before Mo'er comes out of Hualongchi, you can never get close to Hualongchi."

"Elder Zi Ning, you are blatantly obstructing my Law Enforcement Hall. For the sake of the peace of the clan, I don't care about face anymore. I will stop her. You two will pull the blood-blooded bastard out of Hualongchi."

"Yes!"

boom!

After finishing speaking, the three figures rushed towards Hualongchi at the same time.

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