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Chapter 372 Instant kill? Unrealistic, Jiaolong is also a dragon

Chapter 372: Instant kill? Unrealistic, a dragon is also a dragon

At this moment, Wuya could understand the reason why the little divine dragon did not take the dragon in his eyes. Not to mention that the dragon was only the fifth level god, even if it was the ninth level god, the little divine dragon would not take the dragon seriously. This kind of indifference

It was born from the bones. It's not that he looks down on dragons, but that dragons simply can't enter the eyes of the sacred silver dragon.

Jiaolong, limited by his bloodline, cannot become a god or a divine dragon in this life. No matter how much price Jiaolong pays, he will never be able to break through to the ninth level of a god, and he will never be able to enter the level of a divine dragon forever.

On the other hand, the little divine dragon, because of his strong bloodline, was born as a divine dragon and did not need to make any efforts at all.

A level that a dragon could never reach in its entire life can be possessed by the little divine dragon as soon as he is born. With such an advantage, doesn't the little divine dragon have no reason to ignore the dragon?

The Holy Silver Dragon is different from other dragons in the Dragon Clan. The bloodline of the Holy Silver Dragon is more than a hundred times stronger than other dragons. Therefore, when Jiaolong discovers that the little dragon can send out silver dragon protection, he will be frightened and face the Holy Silver Dragon.

Regarding the little dragon, he had no intention of fighting at all, but the dragon was used to rampaging in the blood sea, and he was not willing to surrender easily.

Most importantly, Jiaolong discovered that the sacred silver dragon in front of him was just a child, not yet a minor, and he had always been lucky in his heart.

The dragon refused to surrender, and just struggled in the sea of ​​blood, looking at the little dragon, wondering if he could fight the sacred silver dragon in front of him, even though he didn't dare to fight against the sacred silver dragon in front of him at all.

"Take out your dragon tendons and spare your life." The little dragon did not answer the dragon's words, but directly gave the order. The dragon's aura that made the dragon tremble became more and more intense.

The dragon that was standing proudly on the water column slowly lay down, and the water column became smaller and smaller.

There is a kind of person, no matter how high you stand, you can still only look up at them, and in the eyes of Jiaolong, the little dragon is like this.

The water column disappeared, and the dragon lay on the sea. It no longer had that aloof aura. It lay at the feet of the little dragon, its huge dragon head kept shaking back and forth, with fear and unwillingness in its eyes.

"No, no, no."

Dragon tendons, if his dragon tendons are pulled out, will he still be a dragon? I'm afraid he will just become an ordinary dragon, and his cultivation power will fall below that of a god and return to the level of an emperor.

Coupled with the current situation of the Blood Sea, if he turns into an ordinary dragon, the elites of the Blood Sea who were still protecting him before will eat him alive.

In the sea of ​​blood, strength is king. Even if he is a dragon, if he does not have enough strength, he can only become the food of the sea monster. No, the dragon will never offer his dragon tendon.

The dragon was angry, but due to the oppression of the little divine dragon's aura, he could not move for the time being. He could only gather this anger and try to break through the pressure of the sacred silver dragon's bloodline again and again.

Facing the dragon's vigorous resistance, the little dragon still looked indifferent and indifferent on the surface, but inside he was feeling anxious.

He was hatched in advance by the power of the Dragon and Phoenix Pearl. He is not yet an adult, and his strength is only at the first level of a god. If it were not for the breath of the sacred silver dragon, he would not be able to make this dragon lie down.

Although he has the blood of the Holy Silver Dragon in his body, he is not the Holy Silver Dragon after all. He can only borrow the breath of the Holy Silver Dragon, but there is a limit to the borrowing. If the dragon does not surrender, then he will have to take action.

Only one of the four of them is a first-level god, so their chances of winning against a dragon of the fifth level are very slim. Even if this dragon is affected by the majesty of the divine silver dragon, they will still have a miserable victory against this dragon.

The dragon must lose its fighting spirit under the breath of the sacred silver dragon as soon as possible, and the battle must be fought quickly.

This is the message that the little dragon conveyed to Dongfang Ningxin.

Dongfang Ning blinked his eyes quietly and tried to tell Xue Tianao using the dream tribe's unique spiritual communication method.

We must seize the opportunity to take action. The sacred silver dragon aura of the little dragon cannot make him completely surrender.

Alas, if the sacred silver dragon comes in person, then the dragon will definitely offer his dragon tendons and even his life, but the little dragon will not do that after all.

Of course, if the sacred silver dragon came to the sea of ​​​​blood, there would be no need to work so hard. He only needs to shout to the sea of ​​​​blood: Jiaolong, I want your dragon tendon, now take it out for me.

The dragon will naturally offer it obediently, without even daring to struggle.

When Jiaolong and the little dragon looked at each other, Xue Tianao slowly came to Wuya's side, nodded lightly to Wuya, and signaled Wuya to give him the evil-fighting sword first.

Although Wuya didn't know what Xue Tianao wanted, he offered it without any hesitation.

It's just a sword to ward off evil, no matter what Xue Tianao wants to use it for.

A sword to ward off evil spirits? Xue Tianao knows that this dragon is unwilling to obey and hand over its tendons, and the others will definitely take action. Although his sword is also a peerless sword, compared to the sword to ward off evil spirits in Wu Ya's hand, it is

Far from it.

To extract the dragon's tendons from the dragon's body, no ordinary sword can cut through the dragon's body covered with black scales. Only a divine weapon can hurt the dragon.

Xue Tianao and Dongfang Ningxin stepped forward at the same time, standing next to the little dragon, one on the left and the other on the right. All preparations were continued. Now it was up to see whether the sacred silver dragon blood in the little dragon could make the dragon completely lose its fighting spirit and surrender.

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Struggling and resisting, on one side was the pressure of the sacred silver dragon, on the other side was the unwillingness and anger of the dragon's tendons. The dragon kept twitching in the sea of ​​blood, and the huge dragon tail stirred up the sea of ​​blood.

Blood filled the sky, forming a very beautiful and brilliant red light in mid-air, and people thousands of miles away looked in the direction of the sea of ​​blood.

The red light shone in the sky, and the unsuspecting ordinary people knelt down in the direction of the sea of ​​blood, shouting one by one that this was auspiciousness, and that this was the auspiciousness of the birth of the true dragon emperor.

In the Tianli Palace, the queen who was preparing to rebuild the Tianli Imperial City heard about this so-called Xiang Rui and was secretly worried. She knew that where the sea of ​​blood was, her only son was there.

The queen slowly closed her eyes, thinking of Li Mohao's innocent eyes when he was still a child.

If Haotian wasn't so greedy and vicious, then he wouldn't have met Mo Yan and wouldn't have died.

Haotian, you can take care of yourself. If you just let go of your greed for power and the celestial calendar, then Mo Yan won't be able to find you, and you can still live.

A queen is a queen after all. After worrying about it, she immediately started arranging a series of events.

The corner of the queen's mouth raised slightly. She was worried that she could not find a good reason for the Mo family to come back and take power. She must make good use of such a good celestial image.

This time, she wants everyone in Tianli to know that the Mo family is the auspicious person and the future emperor of Tianli. There is no better reason than being instructed by God.

I don't know whether the pressure of the sacred silver dragon is weakening, or the dragon's resentment and anger are too strong, but the situation is so deadlocked, the dragon refuses to surrender and does not dare to attack the little dragon.

The little divine dragon watched the dragon writhing in the sea of ​​blood indifferently. Due to the isolation guarded by the silver dragon, they were not affected by the dragon's writhing at all. The silver light became more sacred and dazzling in the blood red.

The little dragon was there, looking calm and calm, as if every move the dragon made was like an ignorant child playing around, and could not catch his eye.

The calmness and nobility of the little dragon formed a sharp contrast with the anxiety and embarrassment of the dragon. The dragon kept twisting its body in the sea of ​​blood, its black scales became more and more ferocious, and the hatred for the little dragon in its heart deepened.

This hatred is not the other party's slaughter of the blood sea monster, but the dragon's hatred for the little dragon's origin.

Why, why are they both from the dragon clan, and just because the other party has the blood of the sacred silver dragon, they can be so aloof, so indifferent to their own existence, and even stand there without taking action, so that they are so scared that they dare not take action.

Jiaolong was unwilling to give in and hated the little dragon even more. This unwillingness and hatred distorted his mind.

He has been nesting in this bloody sea for five hundred years, and it took him five hundred years to reach the fifth level of God. Even if he reaches the fifth level of God, he still cannot transform into a human body.

But what about the so-called sacred silver dragon in front of him? He is only a little bit big, but he can turn into a human body, and he can trample him under his feet so arrogantly.

Jiaolong is jealous, Jiaolong hates him. He originally thought that he was the strongest and most powerful creature in the world. He originally thought that he was the only dragon in the world, but he didn't expect that.

He met a sacred silver dragon, and the other party arrogantly wanted to pull out the dragon tendon himself. As a member of the dragon clan, doesn't the sacred silver dragon understand the importance of the dragon tendon? Would he still have a way to survive if the dragon tendon was taken out?

Afraid, the dragon was still afraid of the pressure of the sacred silver dragon, but at this moment he couldn't care less about being afraid, because the jealousy and hatred in his heart twisted his entire dragon body. He wanted to kill the little dragon in front of him, so he

This proves that Shenlong is nothing special.

Is the Holy Silver Dragon amazing? A small Holy Silver Dragon that has not grown up will stand there and rely on the pressure of the Holy Silver Dragon to make itself cramped. Let's just dream.

"Holy Silver Dragon, even if I die, I won't let you succeed. If you want my dragon tendons, just dream."

Anger and jealousy distorted Jiaolong's mentality. He ignored the pressure of the sacred silver dragon and insisted on getting up from the sea of ​​blood. With just this movement, Jiaolong spit out a mouthful of dragon's blood, which fell on the silver protective screen.

This time, the dragon's blood was not bounced back, but was completely swallowed up by the silver dragon guardian.

"Holy Silver Dragon, I will fight for my life today, and I don't want you to have an easy time. I will fuck the Holy Silver Dragon."

Jiaolong saw that his essence and blood were easily swallowed up by the silver dragon guardian, and he became even more angry. He would never be able to overcome the advantage of his bloodline in his life. Can he still escape today? Is there any chance he can survive?

But even if he dies, he will never let the Holy Silver Dragon have an easy time. If he wants his dragon tendons, just dream. As long as he dies, no matter where he is, he will be recalled to the Holy Land of the Dragon Clan. Die, die, it is a certain death situation anyway.

What else does he have to fear from the dragon?

"No, he wants jade tools to be burned." The little dragon looked at the black dragon hovering in the air and said to Dongfang Ningxin and Xue Tianao beside them.

It is estimated that the aura of the sacred silver dragon just now was too strong, and the dragon was frightened, thinking that he would definitely die, so he prepared to fight to the death.

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