"The Dragon God Clan has a walking dragon footwork that is unique in the world. It can travel thousands of miles in a day and travel across nine heavens and ten lands. It is almost the fastest footwork in the world. Only the Peng Clan of the past can match it.
Argument."
Seeing the surprise on Mo Wangchen's face, Nie Shu couldn't help but explain.
"The Dragon Clan has always been famous for their physical strength, but it's rare to hear that they can practice their footwork to such an extent." Mo Wangchen said in surprise.
Nie Shu smiled and said, "I heard that this was discovered unintentionally by a certain dragon master when he traveled around the world in the past. To perform this kind of footwork, you need to use all the strength of your whole body to the extreme, and your spiritual power and physical body are almost integrated to be successful.
Except for the abnormal physique of the Dragon Clan, it is probably very difficult for anyone to be able to successfully practice it. It can be considered a footwork unique to the Dragon Clan."
"Leave the inheritance of my dragon clan behind."
At the same time, high in the sky, after the Dragon Emperor stopped the old man Hualong, he did not take action immediately, but spoke to him lightly.
"roll!"
The old man Hualong suddenly became angry, and the gray spiritual power surged out of his body, accompanied by the invisibly roar of the dragon, as if it was really a giant dragon hovering in the sky.
"Since you don't know what's good or bad, don't blame me for being merciless today."
The Dragon Emperor shook his head, and as he spoke, golden divine light shrouded him. In an instant, the invisible power of the dragon filled the world, like a mountain suppressing people's hearts, making everyone present feel suffocated.
"Boom!"
The war broke out in an instant. Two figures, one golden and one gray, intertwined in the blink of an eye, just like two ancient dragons fighting. The power of the dragons filled the air, causing the void to tremble constantly, and cracks in the void burst out one after another.
"The Son of the Dragon Emperor is too scary. You must know that Old Man Hualong was a figure who entered the quasi-god realm thousands of years ago. Unexpectedly, now that the two of them were fighting, Old Man Hualong could not get rid of the entanglement of the Son of the Dragon Emperor.
"
"The Son of the Dragon Emperor has only been a hundred years since he became a god, yet he possesses such amazing combat power. He is worthy of being one of the top ten young talents in our virtual world."
Looking at the two giant dragons fighting in the sky, many people on the ground couldn't help but have expressions of surprise on their faces. While they were talking about it, there was a kind of incomparable praise for the Dragon Emperor's son in their words.
"roar!"
The giant dragon roared, and the sky filled the void with dragon power. Not long after the battle, the battle had already reached a fever pitch. The surrounding mountains collapsed one after another. The terrifying fluctuations emitted by the collision made the void
All collapsed.
"ah……"
Suddenly, a scream reached everyone's ears. When the crowd reacted, they found that the old man Hualong had already been knocked away by the blow. He was coughing up blood and his face turned pale in an instant.
"Whoosh!"
Without thinking too much, after being severely injured by a blow, Old Man Hualong turned around and stormed away, trying to escape from this place as quickly as possible.
"Want to leave?"
The Dragon Emperor sneered. He was extremely confident in his speed. The Dragon Clan's walking dragon footwork was unique in the world. In front of him, who could escape from the palm of his hand?
"Bang!"
A dull sound once again reached everyone's ears. The Dragon Emperor's speed was so fast that he seemed to have arrived in front of the old man Hualong in the blink of an eye. His big hand stretched out and wrapped a layer of
The thick energy fluctuations hit Old Man Hualong's chest hard.
"ah!"
The old man Hualong was knocked away again, coughing blood continuously from his mouth. This blow almost made him faint.
Even though he was still awake and conscious at this moment, it was obvious that after being hit hard twice by the Dragon Emperor's son, Old Man Hualong no longer had the slightest strength to resist.
"boom!"
His body rushed towards the ground like a meteorite falling to the ground, creating an astonishingly deep pit, as if the whole earth was trembling slightly.
"Take him back to the God Clan first, and then punish him after I return."
The Dragon Emperor's son stood with his hands behind his back, his body just floating in the void, showing the aura of the dragon ancestors of the past generation.
"yes!"
Just as his voice fell, two figures suddenly jumped out from somewhere below. These were two divine envoys of the Dragon God Clan, strong men in the quasi-god realm. They had been hiding in the dark before and had not appeared.
Under the eyes of everyone in the audience, the two divine envoys of the Dragon God Clan appeared quickly and walked quickly. In the blink of an eye, they took the old man Hualong and turned into a shield of light and left the place.
"Um?"
It wasn't until the silhouettes of the three people completely disappeared into the distant horizon that the Dragon Emperor withdrew his gaze. He turned to look at the colorful light in mid-air, and suddenly couldn't help but frown.
Because at this moment, there are three figures gathered around the so-called Dragon Ancestor, looking at it carefully.
Seeing this scene, a look of displeasure suddenly appeared on the face of the Dragon Emperor, and he shouted softly, "No one else, please retreat, this is the most precious treasure of our dragon clan."
In the field, everyone heard the words of the Dragon Emperor and immediately reacted. Because of the battle, they didn't pay much attention just now. Now when they saw someone actually thinking about the Dragon Clan's treasure, a look of emotion suddenly appeared on their faces.
Surprised.
"These three guys..."
Among the crowd, when Mo Wangchen saw clearly the three figures gathered around the colorful lights, he couldn't help but be speechless, and even had the urge to laugh or cry.
These three people were none other than Mu Xi, Qing Di Zi and Qing Zhan Qing Holy Son Lin Bai, friends who came to the real world with Mo Wangchen.
When the three of them heard Long Dizi's voice, they immediately withdrew their attention from the direction of the colorful light and turned their gaze towards Long Dizi. Mu Xi frowned slightly and said, "The things here are
They are all ownerless things, how can you say they are the treasures of your dragon clan? There is no reason why we should not be allowed to study them, right?"
"How dare you. This seven-colored light is releasing the power of the Dragon Ancestor. It must be the most precious treasure of our Dragon Clan. Who are you three? How dare you be so powerless against the Emperor's son and want to peek at the belongings of our Dragon Clan!"
Below the ground, before Long Emperorzi could speak, some people stood up involuntarily and scolded Mu Xi and the others.
Obviously, most of these people who came forward were from the Dragon God Clan. They carried an invisible hostility and were cultivators of the ancient clan.
"That's all you say. I also said it was something I threw away before."
Seeing the other party being so arrogant, Mu Xi immediately became displeased. His character has always been like this, accepting the soft and not the hard. The more cruel you are to me, the more I will retaliate, without giving any face to anyone.
"These three seem to have appeared together with Emperor Huang's son. If the prediction is correct, they should be the three people who came from the real world with Mo Wangchen." Someone suddenly said this in the field.
Hearing these words, the eyes of the Dragon Emperor suddenly brightened in mid-air, "It turns out that you are those people who came from the real world. In this case, there is no reason to appear here. Regardless of whether this thing belongs to our Dragon Clan, at least
, it belongs to the virtual world, people in the real world, please retreat."
Long Dizi's words were very light, but they were clearly transmitted to the ears of everyone present, as if they contained a meaning that could not be refuted.
"This friend is wrong. It is an ownerless thing. It does not belong to your dragon clan, let alone the virtual world. Although we come from the real world, you do not have the slightest right to let us leave.
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Among the three people, a man in white clothes suddenly took a step forward. He had a slight smile on his face, was not humble and did not say a word, and his demeanor had the same fairy temperament as the Ming Emperor's son Da Ru.
Lin Bai, the love-killing saint, is the true top king of the young generation in the real world.
In the past, his battle with Emperor Huang ended in a draw. Although Lin Bai had not yet attained the title of god, his strength was absolutely unquestionable. Even if he met an ordinary quasi-god strongman,