"Stay back, you go assist Can Xue in finding the whereabouts of the real dragon and monsters!" Xuanyuan Zhiji waved his hand.
"Yes." Ben Lei responded, and his figure disappeared into the darkness.
A deep smile flashed across Xuanyuan Zhiji's face, and his eyes were filled with unruly color.
Want to overthrow Yang Yue and then take this opportunity to suppress his power? It's a hundred years too early!
*.*.*.*.*.*
Jian Long and Feng Ling fought for a full three hours before light gradually began to shine through the pitch-black sky above the capital.
In the open-air courtyard of the Tai Palace, Ling Luo and Xuanyuan Yu were having a drink at a stone table.
"it's over."
Xuanyuan Yu paused while drinking.
Ling Luo put down the silver cup in his hand, raised his head, looked at the gradually clearing sky, raised a faint smile on his lips, and said: "Both the vigor of Jian Long and Feng Ling have disappeared."
Xuanyuan Yu narrowed his eyes and said, "I didn't expect that Feng Ling persisted for three hours. He really surprised me."
"Yes." Ling Luo agreed and said, "I also thought Feng Ling wouldn't be able to hold it for an hour at most."
Above the Martial King, there is the Martial King. After the ninth-level Martial King breaks through, he can break through the void with force.
The strength of Jianlong is definitely at the stage of King of Martial Arts, and Feng Ling, with his self-proclaimed "King of Martial Arts" strength, actually fought with Jianlong for a full three hours!
A heterogeneous life form obtained from the creation of heaven and earth, and the essence of the sun and moon, should not be underestimated!
"Roar, ow, ow, ow -"
The cheap dragon let out a cry of joy, stepped on Feng Ling's face with his claws, and kicked him down from the sky.
The outcome has been decided.
An expected victory.
Unexpected stubborn resistance.
The bodies of the two guys fell straight into the courtyard of the Prince's Mansion like meteors streaking across the sky.
Feng Ling's body lay underneath, creating a huge awl-shaped pit.
The mean dragon transformed into the form of a black cat and rode on Feng Ling's head, with a mean smile on his face, showing off all kinds of ferocity and showing off his power.
Feng Ling's expression was a little depressed. The extremely tall stone body turned into a normal human height, leaving cracks of defeat on his body.
"We lost."
If he loses, he loses. He dares to admit it and face it.
"You are the ancient Extreme Fire Divine Dragon, you are indeed stronger than me." Feng Ling took a deep breath, but his eyes shone with determination, "But one day, we will defeat you."
"Hmph~~" Jianlong snorted lightly, made a face at Feng Ling, and said, "It's up to you. If you still want to defeat me, if you challenge me once, I will step on you once."
"prison!"
The place where the cheap dragon landed happened to be very close to where Ling Luo and Xuanyuan Yu were having a drink.
"Come here, stop making trouble."
Ling Luo waved to the cheap dragon.
The cheap dragon happily jumped on Ling Luo's body, rubbed its furry head in her palm, and said: "How is it? Xiao Luo, look, I am the most powerful after all. No matter what kind of pets others accept,
It’s not as good as this one of yours.”
"Okay, okay, okay, you are the most powerful. No one is as powerful as my prisoner." Ling Luo was almost helpless. This bitch dragon is really not an ordinary tsundere. No matter what it is, he will fight for it.
"You...you are actually the queen's pet!"
Feng Ling was lying on the ground, unable to move at all, but his eyes took everything in, and he was very shocked.
"No wonder it's so powerful...it turns out to be the queen's pet!" After Feng Ling realized it, his eyes looked different when he looked at the cheap dragon again.