Dragon.
This is the most desired thing of all Dragon Descendants.
Just as human beings are eager to break through the divine realm and become gods.
Although Mo Jiaolong is a thousand year old Jiaolong, his blood is extraordinary.
But if you want to turn into a dragon, it''s still harder than going to heaven.
And now.
This wisp of his afterthought is with the help of Xiao Changfeng''s blood essence.
Short turn into a dragon.
Among the dragons, the strong and weak are divided by claws.
The weakest nature is the dragon with one claw.
The highest is the five clawed dragon.
At this time, Mo Jiao was only the weakest dragon with one claw.
But a dragon is a dragon.
It is the supreme beast, standing on countless creatures.
Pop!
The ink dragon raised its claw and waved it suddenly.
Suddenly, the red light faster than the flying sword was broken in an instant.
No resistance.
"Huh?"
The saint of the northern Tang Dynasty frowned slightly.
At this time, Mo long even gave him a sense of crisis.
But in the face of the losers.
He is still confident.
"I can kill you that day, and I can kill you today!"
The sage of the northern Tang Dynasty waved his hand again.
In an instant, the red light like a needle turned into needle rain and went towards the ink dragon.
"Yu Beitang, today I will avenge your sneak attack!"
The ink dragon is powerful, although it is only ten meters in size.
But it''s more terrible than Hydra.
In the original duel, the king won and the enemy lost.
The saints of the northern Tang Dynasty were respected.
Mo Jiaolong is notorious.
But the truth is quite the opposite.
The sage of the northern Tang Dynasty made a vicious sneak attack and seriously injured Mo Jiaolong.
Therefore, he was able to kill Mo Jiaolong, and finally achieved his position as a saint with his dragon heart and dragon blood.
Boom!
The sage and Mo long of the northern Tang Dynasty fought in mid air.
The saints of the northern Tang Dynasty are the founding saints of the northern Tang Dynasty.
Strong and elusive.
The ink dragon is the resentment of the Millennium ink Jiao.
Now, the essence of Xiao Changfeng is short and the strength is also unfathomable.
The two fought.
The earth shook in an instant.
The terrible battle fluctuated like a typhoon and tsunami.
All the people watching the battle around the Dragon chopping platform were staggering and unable to stand steadily.
"It''s terrible!"
Hong Daoyuan and others were stunned.
Feng Lingbei and other disciples of the northern Tang sect were stunned!
The 100000 audience was excited and excited.
When I came here this time, I not only saw the battle between Xiao Changfeng and the son of poison.
It also witnessed the resurgence of the gratitude and resentment between the saints of the northern Tang Dynasty and Mo Jiaolong.
It was more than a worthwhile trip.
What a feast for the eyes!
"Lao Zu is the strongest, and no one can beat him!"
The son of 100 poisons had stood up at this time.
Looking at the northern Tang sage who fought with Mo long, I was full of confidence.
But when his eyes swept to Xiao Changfeng.
The hatred in my heart suddenly rose again.
"Xiao Changfeng, all this is because of you. If you kill the ink dragon again, you will die!"
In this battle, he lost again and again.
The hatred of Xiao Changfeng in his heart has also become an obsession.
But he firmly believes that the old ancestor will win!
Boom!
Mo long and the saints of the northern Tang Dynasty are just a wisp of afterthoughts.
But on this dragon cutting platform, the power can be exerted.
But it is extremely terrible.
The sky swayed and the earth shook.
The aura surges and fluctuates like a tide!
Xiao Changfeng''s face gradually recovered.
But still with a touch of pale.
That mouthful of blood essence just now.
It''s not ordinary blood.
It not only contains his green dragon mana, but also has a trace of Yuan Ying''s Qi.
That''s why.
He can help Mo Jiao''s residual thoughts turn into dragons for the time being.
"The ink dragon rises in the air, and the sage should be killed!"
Xiao Changfeng stood in place, looking at the battle in the air with bright eyes.
Mo Jiaolong''s resentment was felt when he first stepped into the Dragon cutting platform.
But he didn''t intend to do anything at that time.
But the remnant of the sage of the northern Tang Dynasty woke up because of the son of a hundred poisons.
That''s why he awakened Mo Jiao to resist the saints of the northern Tang Dynasty.
If it''s an ordinary ink dragon.
Naturally, it will not be the opponent of the saints of the northern Tang Dynasty who have become saints.
But I helped him turn into a dragon.
The sage of the northern Tang Dynasty could no longer resist the power of the ink dragon.
"It seems that I have been discovered by the way of cause and effect!"
Xiao Changfeng sighed in his heart.
The way of cause and effect is mysterious.
Originally, Xiao Changfeng would not touch it.
But now he gathers Yuanying and integrates into heaven and earth.
It is entangled by cause and effect.
But I want to go through the robbery, fly up and return to fairyland.
Then the disaster of cause and effect must be overcome after all.
This is the afterthought of the sage and Mo Jiaolong of the northern Tang Dynasty, which came into being.
"But what about the cause and effect? Even if a thousand robbers are coming, it''s hard to come down. I''ll cut it off with one sword!"
Xiao Changfeng has a clear mind.
In the face of this emerging cause and effect, I didn''t care too much.
And now.
The battle in mid air has reached a white hot stage.
"Yu Beitang, I trust you in vain. You attack me secretly and use my hard work as the food for your sanctification!"
The ink dragon drank angrily, and the dragon''s singing shook the sky.
"Become king and defeat enemy, Mo Jiao, you''d better die at ease!"
The sage of the northern Tang Dynasty still looked indifferent, but his hand was very cruel.
"Bullshit king and loser, you sinister villain, I will kill you today!"
The ink dragon roared and the attack was more fierce.
shake the universe!
At this time, their dialogue.
It was also heard by everyone outside.
For a moment, everyone looked at each other in horror.
"I seem to have heard something wonderful!"
The demon''s pupil shrinks and his heart tightens.
"The sage of the northern Tang Dynasty seriously injured Mo Jiao with a sneak attack, and then became a saint with the painstaking efforts of Mo Jiao?"
Father Xie Yun also opened his mouth and dropped his chin.
This secret feeling seems different from the rumor.
The tall image of the sage in the northern Tang Dynasty was instantly reversed.
Became a sinister villain!
"It''s impossible. My grandfather was a genius who cut the dragon and became a saint."
Feng Lingbei shook his head abruptly, unwilling to believe the truth.
The saints of the northern Tang Dynasty were regarded as gods by all the disciples of the northern Tang sect.
I would never believe such a thing.
"It must be Xiao Changfeng who deliberately did all this to discredit the ancestors of the northern Tang clan!"
Feng Lingbei pointed the spear at Xiao Changfeng.
The hatred in my heart is also very strong.
This moment.
Everyone''s heart trembled.
Some believe, others doubt.
But after today, the prestige of the saints in the northern Tang Dynasty must be greatly reduced.
Fenglingbei put the name of the culprit on Xiao Changfeng''s head.
Poop!
At this time, a figure fell from the sky and hit the Dragon chopping platform.
Smashed the Dragon chopping platform into a huge pit.
More cracks spread everywhere.
"Lao Zu!"
Seeing the figure in the pit, the google saint was shocked.
Boom!
At this time, the ink dragon fell from the sky, and the Dragon claws stepped on the saints of the northern Tang Dynasty.
This duel after 30000 years.
Finally, Mo long won.
"Yu Beitang, you attacked me secretly, stole my efforts and became holy for you. Today, I have to avenge my great revenge. You will be destroyed!"
The eyes of the ink dragon are full of hate.
Thirty thousand years of resentment was finally vented at this moment.
Pooh!
Before the sage of the northern Tang Dynasty could struggle, he was directly caught and exploded by the dragon claw.
In an instant, the figure collapsed and the holy stripe disappeared.
This moment.
The remnant of the holy pattern of the saints of the northern Tang Dynasty, destroy!