"What? It's coming so fast?"

Ji Yonghao suddenly stood up and his face changed drastically.

Qin Xuanyang arrived two days sooner than he expected.

"Yeah..." An extremely harsh sound came from the sky.

"He came from heaven, so he was naturally a little faster than ordinary people." An Bulang stood up and raised his head and smiled.

Ji Yonghao reacted and ordered to the old eunuch urgently: "Hurry up! Dispel everyone close to here! Two hundred meters in a radius... No, within three hundred meters, there are no living people!"

The old eunuch immediately took the order to do it.

At this time, a hearty laughter came from the sky again.

"Hahaha...Where is An Bulang? Why don't you come out soon!"

"I want to see how powerful the strong man who protects my daughter is."

His voice was like a thunderclap, resounding across this world.

An Bulang and Ji Wuye pushed the door out, and looked up and saw a red roc, the size of three meters, hovering in the sky.

The feathers on its body are erect like sharp swords, and the sharp mouth is sometimes hot and bloody flames radiate out. With a flapping of wings, it can stir up gusts of wind.

"Is this... a flying beast? And it's a ground-level flying beast Blood Fire Peng!" Ji Yonghao saw the Peng bird in the sky and immediately recognized the identity of the Peng bird.

Although he is not a person in the world of cultivation, Xuehuopeng is a frightening flying beast in the surrounding countries. He naturally has seen the picture book. Xuehuopeng has the strength of the Spirit Realm and often causes harm to the world and is extremely difficult to tame. Unexpectedly, Qin Xuanyang tamed it as a mount.

A middle-aged man wearing black crystal armor and full of heroic martial arts stood behind Xuehuopeng, holding his hands in his chest, looking down at the two men below.

Behind him were still standing ten monks wearing gray robes and powerful auras.

These monks are all elders of the royal family of the Tenglong Empire, and each has the cultivation level of the Spiritual Realm.

"Father, you are finally here..."

Qin Shiyue walked out of the courtyard, her eyes were red, she felt a little aggrieved, and she looked up at the man in the sky with some peace of mind.

The man's figure is still so majestic and reliable. As long as he appears, he can suppress everything.

Qin Xuanyang soon focused his attention on the young man in white on the ground, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said with a powerful voice: "Are you happy or not?"

An Bulang did not answer the other party's words, but whispered: "I don't like others flying over my head and talking to me."

Qin Xuanyang was stunned when he heard this, then laughed and said, "I just talk to you like this, what's wrong?"

An Bulang suddenly spit out a strange syllable from his mouth: "(—)zzz?,??︿??.?"

"Hmm?" Before Qin Xuanyang could react, Xuehuopeng suddenly screamed in horror, and then quickly fell to the ground.

Qin Xuanyang used the power of the air as soon as possible.

But the other ten powerful spirit-naring realm players on the Blood and Fire Peng were in trouble. Their emperor could fly, but they couldn't!

"Boom!"

The earth shook.

The Blood and Fire Peng was lying on the smashed ground as if it was ruined.

The other ten elders fell from high altitude, falling from east to west and in a mess.

"An Bulang! What did you do to my Blood Huo Peng?!"

Qin Xuanyang landed gracefully, his face completely darkened, and he was no longer as relaxed and proud as before.

"It's much more comfortable now." An Bulang looked at Qin Xuanyang calmly, and a smile appeared on his face.

"Hahaha... Emperor Qin came from afar. I have missed the opportunity. I hope I won't be surprised." Ji Yonghao saw that the atmosphere was so tense at the beginning, and immediately walked forward and said happily, trying to ease the atmosphere. After all, the palace is so beautiful, and it is really heartbreaking to fight and destroy the palace building.

Qin Xuanyang looked at Ji Yonghao coldly: "You deserve to call yourself me?"

Ji Yonghao: "..."

"I won't let you go here, I'll fight you."

Ji Yonghao left a sentence without expression and walked away quickly.

I originally thought that harmony is the most important thing, but now it seems that fighting is more realistic.

Qin Xuanyang grabbed the void on Xuehuopeng's back with one hand, and a huge black box was pulled by a huge force and slowly floated in the air.

"Don't you want the protection fee of ten thousand spirit stones?" Qin Xuanyang spoke lightly.

As he spoke, a dark golden energy flow suddenly surged out of his body, forming a dark golden energy dragon that wrapped around him.

The rich energy condensed into substantial power and crushed around frantically.

The strong wind began to blow and the sky began to change color.

"I really want to see if you can take this ten thousand spirit stone or not." Qin Xuanyang's pupils were also dyed golden, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

Qin Shiyue felt the huge power coming from afar, and her pretty face turned slightly white, and immediately showed a look of surprise: "This is... the Heavenly Gold Black Dragon Art! I didn't expect that my father had already cultivated it to the ninth level of perfection and condensed the Heavenly Gold Black Dragon!"

The Tianjin Black Dragon is a top-level martial art inherited by the royal family of the Tenglong Empire for generations. It is said that the Tianjin Black Dragon that condenses the entity has power that is almost the same as the spell caster, which means that now it is equivalent to two Qin Xuanyangs dealing with one An Bulang.

Now we should be able to control An Bulang...

Qin Shiyue clenched her fists and looked at the scene in front of her with great anticipation.

"Roar!" Tianjin Black Dragon roared.

The terrible power is mixed with dragon power, like a mountain, constantly squeezing towards Anbulang, and even the earth is squeezed by pressure, causing the whole earth to collapse and crack.

"Oh? I was able to keep my expression unchanged under my pressure." Qin Xuanyang saw An Bulang whose face had not changed at all, and showed a look of praise, "Then, if you want the spirit stone, come and get it."

With one hand, he waved his hand and the huge black box fell to him.

"The dragon's cry is wrong." An Bulang suddenly said.

"Hmm? What?" Qin Xuanyang was stunned again.

"The dragon roars like a tiger lion, roaring around, only the bastard dragon calls this... It's really embarrassing the dragon clan's face..." An Bulang sighed.

Now Qin Xuanyang understood. Do you look down on the Tianjin Black Dragon he summoned?

Qin Shiyue was also shocked. Is An Bulang crazy? He even had to provoke his martial arts? What qualifications do he have to look down on their royal family's top martial arts?

Although the Tianjin Black Dragon is just a projection of power, it is not something that a mere junior can insult. He immediately roared again: "Roar!!!"

The dragon roar turned into a powerful sound wave and rushed towards Anbulang. Wherever the sound wave passed, the earth cracked, and even the large floor tiles were rolled up by the sound waves and smashed towards the young man in white not far away.

"I've said that, that's not what dragons call. The roar of the pure dragon clan should be a chanting..."

"The green dragon sings through the sky!"

An Bulang took a deep breath and opened his mouth again.

“Moo…!!!”

An extremely strange roar erupted from An Bulang's mouth.

It is like the mooing of a divine cow, but it is more ethereal and crisp than the divine cow's screams, more powerful and domineering, and has a strange penetration!

The sound waves of both sides collided, and the bricks sandwiched in the middle were instantly blown into powder.

Immediately afterwards, An Bulang's dragon roar seemed to have natural suppression, instantly tore Qin Xuanyang's sound waves apart. Under Qin Xuanyang's incredible gaze, it bombarded the Tianjin Black Dragon that was entangled around him, and roughly shattered the Tianjin Black Dragon!!
Chapter completed!