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Liu Susu rushed to Ling Yun's side, very worried.

Ling Yun immediately used all things to revive and regulate his breathing, and then shook his head at Liu Susu: "Mother, I'm fine."

"Boy, if we don't tell the truth, we will not show mercy anymore. Who are you? How did you get here? Is it related to gods and demons?"

The middle-aged man with larger blood wings stared at Ling Yun in a mighty manner.

"If this method can make you trust that my mother and I are descendants of the Blood Winged Dragon clan, then you can continue."

Ling Yun held up his body and looked at two people from the Blood Winged Dragon Clan with a torch.

"Yun'er."

Liu Susu grabbed one of Ling Yun's arms and wanted to stop Ling Yun with great concern.

"Mother, I know it."

Ling Yun squeezed out a smile at Liu Susu.

Then he broke free from the hand that his mother was holding his arm, and then walked forward step by step towards the two Blood Winged Dragon clan people. His expression was firm and he had no fear at all.

This made the two Blood Winged Dragon tribe frown.

The middle-aged man with larger blood wings punched him without hesitation.

The punch was still followed by a dragon shadow, and the dragon's power was extraordinary.

Faced with the Dragon Fist, Ling Yun had no intention of stopping, and he didn't even intend to counterattack. He actually exposed his body and let the Dragon Fist hit Ling Yun without reservation.

Bang.

With a silence of thunder, Ling Yun's body flew backwards again.

This time, the distance was farther and the more severe the injury Ling Yun suffered, the more blood was sprayed out of his mouth.

Even the aura of his whole person has become much weaker.

This made Liu Susu, who was standing aside, feel extremely distressed.

But it also surprised the two middle-aged men of the Blood Winged Dragon clan.

But the middle-aged man with larger blood wings quickly calmed down his surprise, and then shouted at Ling Yun coldly: "At this point, aren't you telling the truth?" Ling Yun forcibly suppressed the rolling blood in his body. Although his face turned a lot pale and his physical condition was much worse, this time he forced his body to support himself, and then walked step by step towards the position of the two blood-winged dragon tribes.

past.

Every step seemed very difficult, but Ling Yun's eyes were still very firm: "I have finished telling the truth, believing it or not is your business. Even if you kill me today, that's the case."

"But I'm very disappointed with you. The people of the Blood Winged Dragon clan cannot even distinguish themselves from their own tribe. It's ridiculous."

"Can you stay in this dark place, so you don't even have the most basic discernment ability?"

Ling Yun's words seemed to complain, to be sad and angry, and to vent his dissatisfaction.

It fell into the ears of the two middle-aged men of the Blood Winged Dragon clan, and the faces of the two middle-aged men instantly became gloomy. The middle-aged man with larger blood wings even scolded: "It's not your turn to point fingers."

"Since you don't tell the truth, then go and die."

As soon as the words were finished, the middle-aged man used the dragon fist again.

But this time, the dragon fist, both in terms of strength and momentum, is much more fierce than the dragon fist before. Once it falls on Ling Yun, Ling Yun may really die.

But even so, Ling Yun still remained calm.

He still walked towards the two middle-aged men calmly.

Still no intention to resist.

It seemed as if the dragon fist did not exist in his eyes.

That stubbornness, that fearlessness, and that persistence made the two middle-aged men of the Blood Winged Dragon tribe stunned again.

They undoubtedly didn't expect Ling Yun to do such a move.

Seeing that the dragon fist was about to fall on Ling Yun, Liu Susu was extremely worried and immediately wanted to go up and help Ling Yun resist the dragon fist, but everything was too late.

But the dragon fist did not fall on Ling Yun's body. Just when it was only one meter away from Ling Yun's body, the middle-aged man with larger blood wings suddenly stopped, causing the dragon fist he used to suddenly disappeared in the air.

However, although the middle-aged man stopped in time and did not fall on Ling Yun's body, the fist wind still blew away dozens of meters away from Ling Yun, who had already suffered no minor injuries.

Ling Yun's body was hit and his face became much more haggard.

This made Liu Susu on the side feel even more distressed.

"Mother, I'm fine."

Ling Yun smiled at Liu Susu.

"You kid, why can you still laugh at this time?"

Liu Susu complained.

Ling Yun smiled a little brighter, because he knew that the sudden stop of the Blood Winged Dragon clan just now meant that Ling Yun had gained a little trust from them.

As long as you gain a little trust, it means that Ling Yun has the right to speak.

At least they wouldn't be angrily criticized by Ling Yun before he could finish his words.

"Aren't you just worried that my mother and I have something to do with gods and demons? If I can prove that we have nothing to do with gods and demons, can you convince you that what we are telling the truth?"

Ling Yun stood up again, this time full of confidence.

Although he was the emperor in his previous life, he had always had a sense of awe for the dragon clan.

But now this awe seems to be unnecessary.

At least it is not necessary for the two Blood Winged Dragon tribe people in front of you.

So Ling Yun was not polite in his words this time, and even had a hint of sharpness.

"How do you prove it?"

The middle-aged man with larger blood wings frowned and asked coldly.

"With your strength, I believe it's easy to see what's in my mind, right? At the same time, you should also be clearer, what kind of power is the power I've used?"

Ling Yun said confidently, and directly displayed the Nine Arts of Purification of Demons.

Hearing Ling Yun's words, the two people from the Blood-Winged Dragon Clan scattered their dragon consciousness and penetrated into Ling Yun's mind. Without any resistance, Ling Yun showed the fragments of the Demon-Subduing Monument to them without reservation.

At the same time, the Nine Arts of Purification of Demons were also directly used.

"That's...the fragment of the Demon Subduing Monument?"

The middle-aged man with larger blood wings suddenly showed a hint of surprise. "The Demon Subduing Monument is a magic weapon to suppress demons. During the first 6th catastrophe, the Supreme Dragon Clan used the Demon Subduing Monument to suppress many gods and demons. You... How could you have fragments of the Demon Subduing Monument? And why did this Demon Subduing Monument still merge with your body?

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Another man from the Blood Winged Dragon tribe also said in surprise.

"It doesn't matter how I have fragments of the Demon Subduing Monument. What's more important is that as long as I have it, is it enough to prove that I have nothing to do with gods and demons? Not only does it have nothing to do, but I am also a demon-suppressing person."

"Since that's the case, can you believe that my mother and I are indeed descendants of your Blood Winged Dragon Clan?" Ling Yun asked with awesomeness.
Chapter completed!