The sudden sound made Lu Tianlong and others widen their eyes involuntarily.
They have heard this sound, it has appeared before!
That was when Lu Tianlong was in the training base in Haiyang a few days ago, mobilizing Wen Tianhao and others before the war, preparing to come to the Kingdom of Will to deal with the conquerors.
At that time, the evil barbarian emperor appeared, and the terrifying pressure shocked Lu Tianlong and others.
But then the owner of this voice appeared and drove away the barbarian evil emperor.
At that time, the terrifying evil barbarian emperor called the owner of the voice Old Dragon. At that time, everyone also speculated that he should be one of the four hidden dragon kings!
"Here, what on earth is going on?"
Douluo, who was standing in the center of the field, also widened his eyes.
The overwhelming pressure came from the sky, making him feel like a huge mountain was pressing on him. His heart was shocked, his body was shaking, and he felt like he couldn't help but kneel down on his knees.
Looking at the men behind him, some of the weaker ones could no longer resist this terrifying aura. Several of them had collapsed to the ground, and everyone's eyes could not conceal their horror.
On Lu Tianlong's side, not only the Zhanlong people, but also the Hidden Dragon inheritors such as Song Gang, Qin Yan and others, and even Mei Su and Laimi next to them, were hardly affected at all.
I feel pressure, but there is no harm.
"Who? Get out of here if you can!"
Douluo gritted his teeth, used all his strength to straighten his back, his eyes sprayed endless anger, and roared at the surroundings!
"How can I do anything? In your eyes, aren't all of us Yinlong useless?" The voice sounded again, full of ridicule.
Then, a figure appeared in the distance, heading this way.
The distance was so far that the man's face could not be seen clearly, but he could vaguely be seen strolling in with his hands behind his back.
The rugged mountain roads around him seemed to have no impact on him, giving him the feeling of walking on flat ground.
He looked unhurried step by step, but his speed was surprisingly fast. When he saw him again, he had already arrived beside everyone.
With a faint smile on his face, his eyes scanned the entire audience.
From the appearance, he is an ordinary middle-aged man in his forties, with nothing particularly attractive about his appearance.
He is of medium height, wearing a light yellow cloth shirt, with a smile on his face, and a hint of humor in his kindness.
"Is this one of the four hidden dragon kings?"
Wen Tianhao and others all stared at the man who appeared in front of them with wide eyes.
Originally, they had guessed what the four hidden dragon kings would look like. They must be majestic and majestic.
But no one expected that it would be so... ordinary.
Yes, ordinary. Even if he walks on the street, I'm afraid no one will notice him in particular. He is simply no different from thousands of ordinary middle-aged people in the world.
"You are..." When this person appeared, Douluo couldn't help but widen his eyes and looked at him in disbelief.
"Hello, Hidden Dragon Nanlong King."
While Douluo was in shock, Mei Su next to him had already spoken, with a hint of respect in his tone, revealing the identity of this middle-aged man.
Just like what Lu Tianlong and others had guessed before, this person is one of the four hidden dragon kings, the Southern Dragon King!
"Haha, I didn't expect that someone would know about me in this place?" Nanlong King glanced at Meisu curiously.
"So you are the Hidden Dragon Southern Dragon King?"
Douluo also looked like he was suddenly enlightened. He raised his eyebrows and the terrifying energy exploded from his body again, which actually diluted the overwhelming pressure just now.
"How dare you be so rude to our Hidden Dragon King?"
Qin Yan, Song Gang and others next to him were furious and shouted in unison, this is the Hidden Dragon South Dragon King, a peak powerhouse of the Hidden Dragon, how can he allow outsiders to insult him!
Although they had never seen the Hidden Dragon Nanlong King before, judging from the aura coming from his body, they were sure of it.
"So what about the Hidden Dragon Southern Dragon King? I am Douluo, the leader of the Dou Zhan Clan, and I have the same status as you!"
Douluo snorted and spoke. When he said this, he glanced at Mei Su, as if he was dissatisfied with her attitude of respecting the Yin Long Nan Dragon King.
The Yinlong clan is an ancient clan, and the Meizu and Douzhan clan are also ancient clans. In this sense, their identities are indeed similar.
"Yes, you are the leader of the ancient tribe, but look at what you just did?"
"They are just juniors. You seemed to have a good time beating them. Isn't it a bit too much?"
The Hidden Dragon Nanlong King didn't seem to care about his attitude and said with a faint smile.
"Huh, it's because they don't know what's good and what's good. I've given them opportunities many times. It's just them who brought it upon themselves!"
Douluo snorted coldly, naturally referring to the incident where Lu Tianlong was repeatedly asked to admit that he was a waste.
"Oh, then you think you did the right thing?" Hidden Dragon Nanlong King asked, still smiling.
"Of course, I, Douluo, have such a temper!" Douluo retorted forcefully.
Perhaps because of the battle with Lu Tianlong and others just now, I feel that the power of the Hidden Dragon inheritance is no more than this, so now even if they are facing the Hidden Dragon Nanlong King, the Douzhan clan's fiery temper remains the same.
"Oh." Hidden Dragon Nanlong King seemed a little speechless.
But at this moment, he suddenly flashed, turned behind Douluo, and rushed directly into the crowd of the Dou Zhan clan.
Without seeing any movement, a guy from the Dou Zhan clan was already grabbed by his collar.
"Tell me, are you a waste?" Nanlong King looked at this guy with a smile.
"Asshole, you are the one..."
"boom!"
The guy was furious, and just when he was about to reprimand, the Southern Dragon King took action, and punched out with an ordinary but extremely fast punch, hitting him directly on the chest.
The guy screamed and fell down for more than ten meters. While he was in the air, there were bursts of crackling explosions coming from his body. When he landed, the blood spurted out had stained the clothes in front of him red!
The Dou Zhan clan has a magical system that allows them to recover quickly even after being severely injured.
But what is shocking is that the guy who was blown away by the punch seemed unable to recover. He vomited blood and could not get up at all.
"Southern Dragon King, you deserve to die!" Douluo was furious, his eyes widened and he shouted angrily.
The Southern Dragon King didn't seem to hear his voice at all. He stretched out his hand to grab another guy and caught it in his hand.
"Tell me, are you a waste?"
"No, you're the one..."
"boom!"
The guy only said a few words, and then he was punched away by the Southern Dragon King.
This guy was like his accomplice just now. He fell down and vomited blood, but was strangely unable to recover from the effects of his body.
"Damn it!"
Douluo was furious, his body swayed, his powerful ability exploded, and he suddenly rushed towards the direction of the Southern Dragon King.
But the Southern Dragon King didn't even look at him. He shifted his body, changed his angle strangely, avoided his pursuit, entered the crowd, and reached out to grab another person.
"Tell me, are you a waste?"
Same problem, same result.
Under the stunned gazes of Lu Tianlong and others, the guys from the Dou Zhan clan were blown away one after another.
Each one of them had no power to resist, and they spit out blood after being punched, and they were all so shocked that they could not recover.
As if he was in an uninhabited area, and kept blasting more than a dozen people, the Southern Dragon King finally stopped, put his hands behind his back, swayed his shoulders, and returned to the central position like a flexible dragon.
Douluo behind him was almost going crazy. He had been chasing the Southern Dragon King with all his strength, trying to prevent him from hurting his men.
But every time, Nanlong King easily dodged it and blasted his men away.
"You damn old dragon, I..."
Douluo was so furious that he almost collapsed. With his eyes red, he suddenly raised his fist and hit his chest twice.
"Pfft, pfft!"
Two mouthfuls of blood spurted out, and the energy surging around him could be described as terrifying.
This should be the strongest combat power that Douluo can inspire now.
Compared with just now, his strength has improved several times. If he had used this strength to fight Lu Tianlong and others, almost no one would be able to take two moves under him.
Of course, this method of forcibly stimulating energy in the body is too dangerous. After this time, it is estimated that Douluo will take a long time to recover.
But now he can no longer care about so much. In front of him, the Nanlong King severely wounded more than a dozen of his subordinates. This was the greatest insult to him!
"go to hell!"
Douluo roared angrily, and his speed was several times faster than before. With an angry roar, he rushed towards the Southern Dragon King again and punched out without hesitation.
This is the highest level of strength of the Dou Zhan Ancient Clan, and its ferocious aura shocked Lu Tianlong and others next to him.
The fist seems to be covered with a layer of light, making people feel as if this punch can smash a mountain!
On the opposite side, the Nanlong King still had a smile on his face, with his hands behind his back, as if he was completely unaware of the danger of Douluo's full attack.
"not good!"
Qin Yan and Song Gang on the other side were very anxious and rushed forward without hesitation.
Lu Tianlong, who was beside him, stretched out his hand to hold the two of them, and then slowly shook his head.
His eyes were fixed on Nanlong King. Looking at him now, he seemed to be undefended and without any energy fluctuations. He was just an ordinary middle-aged man.
It was as if Douluo's punch could smash him to pieces.
But when he saw the eyes of Nanlong King, Lu Tianlong's heart suddenly jumped.
Perhaps it was because Lu Tianlong had also inherited the power of waterfall dragon transformation, and now he could see the current state of the Southern Dragon King a hundred times more clearly than others.
In his extremely ordinary eyes, a vivid little golden dragon suddenly flashed in each of them.
The little dragon was tumbling and dancing very lively, and its twists and turns were amazing, like a naughty child.
But then, the two little golden dragons suddenly turned their heads and looked at Douluo in front of them, shaking the mountain for an instant.
"Snapped!"
Just when Douluo's punch hit the Nanlong King's chest with an unstoppable attitude, there was a sudden crisp sound.
Everyone nearby was dumbfounded for a moment. The Nanlong King had reached out his hand and directly squeezed Douluo's fist.
His expression was calm and calm, but it made the Douluo on the opposite side freeze for an instant, and his fist could no longer move forward an inch, making him couldn't help but tremble from the bottom of his heart!
The strength of the Hidden Dragon Nanlong King is so terrifying!