An extremely harsh sound resounded in the sky above the square, and then, the blue sky was torn apart like paper, and an endless black space of light appeared.
Suddenly, everyone in the Shadow Holy Cult looked at the crack with vigilance as if facing a formidable enemy!
Only a saint can tear apart space, which means that the one who comes must be a saint!
"Is he from the Alliance of Light?"
When they thought of this, everyone's faces turned very pale, and their eyes were filled with panic.
The Alliance of Light has never stopped hunting down the Shadow Demon Cult. If a saint really comes to visit, then this will be a disaster for the Shadow Demon Cult, and maybe it will be the end!
Qing Wu, who was already wishing for death, was looking at the dark crack intently. For some reason, a ripple appeared in her heart.
"Is he here?"
She had a very strong premonition in her heart!
"Ouch!..."
Before everyone could react, a dragon roar came out from the crack, and then, a huge black dragon shook its thick body and was pulled out of the crack.
Came out.
The black dragon's body is covered with scales, and each piece flashes with a fierce light, which is breathtaking. The four dragon claws are strong and powerful, and seem to be able to crush everything, destroy the world, the dragon head is ferocious, a pair of dragon horns stand tall, and the huge bull
The eyes are so bright that they seem to be able to detect everything.
It seems to have come from ancient times, with ancient charm lingering all over its body. As soon as it appears, it will shock the whole audience!
"Void Dragon!"
Someone in the crowd shouted loudly.
Dragons have strange and elusive movements. They are rare for the world to see once in a lifetime. Even many saints have never seen the existence of dragons. Everyone’s understanding of dragons is limited to ancient books. It can be said that the people in the entire scene now, including the Shadow Saint
Lord, this is the first time I’ve seen a dragon!
"There's someone on the dragon!"
People with sharp eyes quickly discovered the existence of Feng Hao, Mo, and the Three Elders, and immediately exclaimed, which revealed extreme inconceivability.
Someone can actually ride a dragon?!
They couldn't believe that even in ancient books, it never said that anyone could be petted by a dragon!
The dragon has the talent of space and is unpredictable. Who can track its whereabouts?
But in front of them, these three people were standing on the head of the black dragon!
"Feng Hao!"
At one glance, Qingwu saw that familiar figure. Suddenly, tears filled his eyes and slid down his cheeks. His original despair turned into excitement.
He's coming!
He's really here!
She always knew that he would come, but she did not expect that this young man would come riding a dragon, and in such timely manner!
He came to pick her up, and Qingwu was filled with joy. In the world in front of her, there was only this figure left!
"magic?"
But Lan Xun saw the devil, and suddenly she exclaimed in surprise, and a flash of shock flashed through her eyes, "Didn't he go to Xilan to report to that Feng Hao? Could it be..."
Her eyes shifted to Feng Hao.
The young man is very ordinary, with his clothes, appearance, and even his cultivation...
"Second floor of the Fourth Realm of Martial Master!"
A flash of surprise flashed in Lan Xun's eyes.
Being able to reach the peak of martial arts at such an age already shows that this young man's talent is extremely extraordinary!
When she laid her eyes on the third elder, her eyes suddenly trembled, and her mind was almost frozen for an instant. There were only two words in her mind, "Saint!"
She knew very well where the demon had gone, it was just a small kingdom!
But in just two months, he actually brought back a saint. Could it be said that that kingdom is a kingdom with a saint?
Thinking of this, the corner of her mouth couldn't help but twitch slightly.
A kingdom with dragons and saints, a kingdom with holy land-level heritage!
Mo Wu who was on the side also saw the strange color in Qing Wu's eyes. Looking sideways, he saw a delicate face.
"Xue Yu?"
A name came to his mind, and when he thought of Xiao Qingmeng's words, his heart suddenly twitched hard.
A man riding a dragon!
The Shadow Lord's face was solemn, and his eyes were locked directly on the three old men. A terrifying aura emanated from his body, and he looked at the old man warily.
He felt threatened!
The elders on the side also felt as if they were facing a formidable enemy. They all stood behind the Shadow Lord and looked at the three elders nervously.
They could feel that this old man was a more terrifying existence than the giant dragon in front of them!
...
"fine!"
Feng Hao was relieved when he saw that there were no flowers all over the ground, which meant there was no wedding. However, when he found Qingwu and looked at the beautiful lady's haggard face, his expression quickly turned gloomy.
.
"Damn it!"
Feng Hao twitched the corner of his mouth fiercely, his eyes flashed with sharp light, and with a stamp of his feet, the little black dragon leaned down and rushed down, directly approaching the high platform.
"Who are you, who broke into our Shadow Holy Cult without permission? What do you mean?!"
The Shadow Holy Lord slowly levitated up and stood in front of the little black dragon. His body was filled with power and power that could overwhelm everything. He looked cautious and yelled.
The thoughts of the three elders moved slightly, and a big rhyme enveloped the three people and one dragon, and the halo rippled. The shadow demons below all knelt down, and some scattered people were still there.
He stood, but it was very hard to hold on, and there was a bursting sound in the bones all over his body. After not standing for long, he collapsed even more embarrassingly.
How could they contend with the power of the saint?
Resistance? The only option is death! "What do you mean?!"
Feng Hao's eyes were filled with divine light, and he was glaring with anger, his whole body was undulating with energy, his black hair was flying high in the wind, and he shouted, "You want to force my wife to marry someone else, and you even come to ask me,
What's the matter?!"
The sound was like thunder, resounding throughout the entire venue. The young man was like an angry god, with a violent aura lingering all over his body, and his eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes.
Relatives are his reverse scales, whoever touches them will die!
Even if it is a god, he will drag it into hell!
Such words shocked everyone, and they all looked at him in astonishment.
Wife? Could it be that she is a saint?!
Suddenly, everyone looked at Qingwu...
The beautiful woman was already crying. Her face was thin and pitiful. Her pretty, bloodless face was full of tears. Her delicate body was trembling, and she was extremely excited.
Suddenly, everyone's hearts trembled, "Is it true?"
However, at the same time, many people were relieved, and some even looked at Mo Wu with schadenfreude, whose face was a little distorted.
Stealing a wife? No one can tolerate it! A man riding a dragon is not so easy to provoke, not to mention, there is a saint standing behind him! {Piao Tian Literature www.PiaoTian.com thanks all book friends for your support