Hundreds of dragons roared beside them, looking at their huge fangs and bottomless throats, Yaorao felt that she was like a piece of fresh meat in the pile of dragons. If she had not shared her life with Yanhuang and received the protection of the Phoenix Fire, she would have been a ball of meat paste now.

That shameless Blood Thirteen is unreliable!

Guji, swallow a saliva.

In crisis, Yaorao had to lift her voice and yell desperately!

"Longjue! Help! If you don't come, I'll die!"

God knows where Long Jue is practicing in the Dragon Realm? Maybe he is being controlled by the Dragon Emperor, and is trapped in the most cruel trial of the Dragon Clan, and cannot sense the changes in the outside world. However, since he was pulled into the Dragon Realm by Xue Thirteen and is now surrounded by a group of dragons, the first name that comes to Yaorao's mind is "Long Jue"!

The dragons never expected that a small insect that was so thin and not enough to be able to make such a sharp and harsh roar!

The name "Longjue?" is a bit familiar!

A red dragon shook his big head like a rattle, as if he wanted to find out the image of the owner of the name from his empty mind. It was so familiar, so familiar... I just couldn't remember it!

Just as these giant dragons were shocked by the enchanting screams, a scorching red wave suddenly rose from the ground, and instantly approached Yaorao at a speed that was so fast that the dragon's eyes could not catch!

After the red shadow, follow the majestic colorful fog!

"Oh my God! It's the War Shadow! So amazing! Why do so many War Dragons suddenly appear?"

The giant dragons entrenched in the sky were shocked when they saw the colorful mist gushing out from the ground!

All the guys who yearn for dragon power can tell from the pressure and brilliance of the "fog" that it is the light and shadow gathered by hundreds of war dragons!

The true dragons in the dragon world are also divided into different levels. Although they are born to the same mother, their brothers and sisters have different dragon power and potential from the date of birth. Some real dragons are excellent and are lucky to have more blood inheritance than ordinary real dragons. They can get the glorious title of "war" after adulthood and protect the Dragon King.

Since the dragon horn was born, after she shed her skin nine times, she fought with her fellow tribe and won a hundred consecutive victories, she could barely be named the bronze war dragon by the Dragon King. There are also levels of black iron, mitril silver, and gold war dragons above the bronze, which can all distinguish the war dragon levels from the war jewelry worn between the dragon beast head horns.

However, when the fog gathered by the war dragons approached, the dragons were frightened to find that three golden war dragons suddenly appeared in this group of war dragons that rarely gathered out!

They are all legendary existences within the Dragon Realm!

"Oh my God! That wouldn't be the collective trip of all the war dragon seniors in my North Dragon Realm, right?" Xiaolong, who was besieging Blood Thirteen, asked, with an excited and admiring light flashing in his eyes.

The magnificence and immensity of the dragon's light and shadow completely made the civilian dragons ignore the red waves that were moving quickly in front of the fog and blocking the air.

"Go away! Go away!"

“Retreat!”

"Don't scare my woman!"

Just when all the dragon beasts who were besieging Blood Thirteen and Enchanting Raven were dumbfounded, a red figure suddenly landed quickly on the head of the giant dragon closest to Enchanting Raven, and kept walking through the dragon beasts around...

He was obviously just such a "slim" figure, which was completely incomparable to the great and tall divine body of the dragon clan. However, what was strange was that with the villain's neat step, the giant dragons, which were ten thousand times larger than him, seemed to have encountered extremely terrifying divine power shock, and flew out one after another.

Soon, an empty space was cleared around Yaorao. At this time, Long Jue jumped down, picked Yaorao up without saying a word, and pressed it into his arms.

He rubbed Xiangra's long hair indulgently, and Long Jue's throbbing mood came from his trembling fingertips. He pressed against Long Jue's chest. Yao Rao could even hear his rapid heartbeat.

"Yaoyao, why are you here? Did Master rescue him? I'm so worried."

As if he was touching a rare treasure, Long Jue rubbed his enchanting hair and reached out to touch his enchanting face, his nose and eyes were all the same as he had been thinking about day and night.

"Why don't you mention my scam master!"

He said angrily after biting his teeth, Yaorao plunged into Long Jue's arms and didn't want to raise her head anymore.

"Ahhhh! Senior Zhanlong, why were we knocked out by the huge force before we got close to us?"

Most of the true dragons kicked out by Long Jue didn't have time to see what happened to him. Only the few smart guys suddenly realized and sighed after they hit the ground with a big head, "Longlonglong...Longjue... isn't it the human war emperor who was attracted by the Dragon King?"

It’s a pity that I understood too late, most of the guys who flew out then fainted on the ground.

"Boy, you're out of seclusion without authorization! Today I will punish you three times more for your homework!"

Just as the civilian dragons surrendered to the colorful fog of the war dragon, a huge blue dragon in the fog suddenly roared angryly.

It turned out that except for Long Jue who flew out of the Dragon King Palace to find Yao Rao, the terrifying and amazing war dragon brigades behind him...all of them came out to catch him and go back to practice.

"Rest today! It's ten times better tomorrow!"

With his fist raised, Long Jue shouted at the golden totem of the green dragon on his head without showing any weakness.

"Ten times? Well... it's a good suggestion to seek death..." Qinglong grinned, and a fierce expression of expectation and bloodthirsty suddenly rose on his cheek.

However, this Golden War Dragon, who had an extraordinary status in the North Dragon Realm, quickly shifted his attention from Long Jue to Yaorao and Xue Shisan!

"Huh? There's a nasty smell here!"

The voice of the Qinglong suddenly became cold, and the temperature of the air instantly changed from warm and bright to snowflakes!

Hundreds of Battle Dragon Teams found the stench of the dragon slayer in Xue Thirteen at this moment... The ancient dragon slayer carries the extremely ancient dragon blood aura on his body.

"Who are you?"

The sky is under heavy pressure!

Qinglong's eyes began to turn bloody!

The pressure of the war dragon is far greater than that of those real dragon brothers who initially encircled the Thirteenth Blood, especially the three golden war dragons... they opened their dragon scales, flew with a long mane, and looked extremely ferocious!

If you look directly at Qinglong's hostile eyes, you will be shocked by the powerful dragon soul in an instant, but Xue Shisan scratched his back itchy and looked at his gaze straight without any taboos, and the whistle was blowing in the womb.

"I'm your grandfather!"

With his belly, scratching his back, and wearing shorts, the old demon with long silver hair looks no different from the street gangster at this time.

"you!"

Stop talking, a terrifying whirlwind suddenly erupted between the world of the dragon world! The war dragons led by Qinglong looked arrogant and determined to use their fists and strength to let this invisible guy return to his hometown directly!

But at this moment, an uncle dressed in black and cold-faced suddenly walked out silently from behind the clouds.

Although it turned into a human form, the dragon breath emitted by the uncle in black since then far exceeded that of any golden war dragon at its peak. When he felt this "person" appear, even the angry Qinglong had to restrain his anger and retreat to the side in panic to make way for him.

Uncle Dragon Emperor rarely appears when he beats dragons, but when Xue Thirteen comes to the dragon world, he transforms into a body.

The two old guys know each other.

However, neither of them made a sound at this time. One was covered in black and wrapped around his neck with his chest exposed, and the other was exposed, which would shake the fat on his belly from time to time.

Uncle Dragon Emperor stared at Xue Shisan with a dark look, as if he was treating him as a handful of firewood, and wanted to see through his head and burn his soul with his burning eyes.

Xue Shisan looked at Uncle Dragon with a frank look, like an old friend he hadn't seen in a long time. If the other party smiled, he would immediately bloom his gentle smile that was even more rippling than the chrysanthemum.

Time stagnated, and the two stared at Dafa for a long time. The war dragons did not dare to breathe loudly, but Long Jue was so happy that Xiaoyao hugged Yaorao enough. Just when Qinglong felt that his body was immobilized in the air was about to be completely numb, Uncle Dragon finally withdrew his faint gaze, and waved to all the real dragons under his hands tired and meaningfully, saying, "Take all these guys into the Dragon Palace, and don't provoke them."

“By the way…”

Uncle Long looked down at Long Jue, and suddenly said kindly: "Let you go for freedom for a day."

I haven’t seen the Dragon Emperor as kind as ever for a hundred years!

Long Jue almost jumped up with his ears and heard his pardon order!

“Wow hahahahahahahahaha!”

Xue Shisan, who had won the game of staring, immediately burst into laughter arrogantly, and then jumped up without shyness, sat directly on the back of the angry Qinglong and hummed, "I don't recognize the way, take me to the Dragon Palace to enjoy the blessing!"

The Qinglong divine body shook violently, and there was a strong urge to shake the bastard on his back to the ground and crush him to death! It’s a pity that the old man had a thin handful of bones, as if he was very adaptable to the bumpy dragon back. No matter how it shook, it would stick steadily to the dragon’s spine like a dog skin plaster.

As the dragons returned to the mountain, the enchanting and smiling dragons were soon swept back to the most magnificent Dragon Palace in the northern border by the war dragons.

Although the dragon boundary is vast, it only takes a few breaths to return to the Dragon Palace from the place where the blood thirteen tear opens the space at the speed of the war dragons.

The three of them were sent over the Dragon Palace, and the battle dragon quickly left under the leadership of Qinglong, staring with red eyes and spitting saliva.

"What are you doing? You won't inherit my Dragon War Emperor's Taoist tradition."

When Xue Thirteen landed, Uncle Dragon had already stood on the Dragon Palace and asked Xue Thirteen with a solemn expression.

It seems that for hundreds of thousands of years, in addition to Long Jue, only Xue Thirteen was attracted by Uncle Dragon Emperor. Moreover, from the sight of him just now, the immortal breath of Xue Thirteen had already felt the hidden immortality of Xue Thirteen. This is definitely comparable to the power of the previous generation of Dragon War Emperor.

"What? Can't you take my little apprentice to meet her little lover?"

Seeing that the Dragon Emperor was sitting on the dragon throne and talking to him from a high place, Xue Shisan didn't care, so he patted his legs and sat on the ground. Then he scolded the Dragon Emperor with dissatisfaction.
Chapter completed!