"Why do you want to stop me from taking action?"
The voice expressed confusion about what Meng Jing had just done.
After all, the blood of dragons flows in their bodies.
But why did this young man really want to help them crack his own attack?
Meng Jing chuckled and rolled his eyes, "Who is from the Dragon Clan with you?"
The voice asked with some confusion: "What do you mean?"
"Aren't you a member of our Dragon Clan?"
Meng Jing snorted, "What else do you think?"
He is not a member of the so-called dragon clan. Looking at the entire dragon clan, there is only one person except Meng Goudan, and his relationship with the other dragon clan is not very good.
The voice became confused and asked again: "If you are not from our dragon clan, then why is there such a high level of dragon blood in your body?"
Although he couldn't see clearly what level this young man's strength had reached.
But just looking at the level of dragon blood in his body, this guy is completely a member of their dragon family.
But now, the other party actually does not recognize the identity of this dragon clan.
If you want to know the identity of their dragon clan, you must remember that they dominated the entire continent back then. How many monsters would bow down and bow down when they heard the identity of their dragon clan.
Furthermore, their dragon clan is such a tall and great race.
Now someone actually told him that he didn't want to be a member of the Dragon Clan.
Is this guy crazy?
"You don't need to worry about this."
"It's none of your business anyway."
No matter how high the level of dragon blood in your body is, it can't compete with you.
Furthermore, why should he tell you why his dragon bloodline is so pure?
Who are you?
After finishing speaking, the voice became extremely helpless.
"Okay, okay, okay."
"Since you, a young boy, don't want to admit the identity of our dragon clan."
"Then you can't even imagine getting this Golden Dragon Spear."
"etc!"
Just when the other party's voice disappeared, Meng Jing hurriedly called out to the other party.
The voice asked: "What?"
Meng Jing said with a smile on his face: "You mean as long as I recognize your identity as a dragon, then this golden dragon gun will belong to me?"
As long as they can get that weapon, there is no big problem in admitting their identity as dragons.
Anyway, their dragon clan has been extinct for nearly tens of thousands of years.
It doesn't matter whether you admit it or not.
But for the young man's attitude to change like this, the voice almost couldn't help but want to spray a mouthful of old blood on the young man's face.
So shameless, so brazen!
In order to get that golden dragon gun, he could do such a thing.
"Okay, you are actually willing to admit the identity of our dragon clan."
"Then, you must first sign the contract with the Dragon Clan."
"After signing the contract, and then defeating the Golden Dragon Spear, then the Golden Dragon Spear will belong to you..."
Meng Jing said: "Then can I come back later?"
I have wasted a lot of time here, and the Wang family has almost started the second arena match.
Based on this time, it should be my turn.
Therefore, his idea was to finish the Wang family's ring competition first.
If he went to have another duel with the Golden Dragon Spear, what he was afraid of was that he wouldn't be able to take it down in a short time.
The voice was silent for a while, then sounded after a moment.
"OK."
"Who made you the only hope for our dragon clan?"
After seeing each other again, Meng Jing felt happy for a while.
It seems that the dragon blood in his body has helped him a lot.
After saying goodbye to the voice, Meng Jing took Wang Sirui and left here, rushing to participate in the Wang family's arena competition.
"Young Master, walk slowly!"
The high priest, together with the other dragon and rat clan members, prepared to return to the cave after watching Meng Jing leave.
suddenly.
There was a click, like the sound of breaking glass.
A feeling of shaking came immediately.
I saw cracks appearing directly under their feet.
The high priest frowned slightly, and the staff in his hand flashed red.
"It seems like an uninvited guest is here!"
At this time, deep in the cave, there were two black shadows standing on top of a head.
One of them, a relatively thin figure, said excitedly: "Master, master!"
"Is this where the golden dragon gun is?"
The tall, slightly old figure, after humming, began to observe the surrounding environment.
"It should be right here."
"I wish the golden-haired rat clan could have such fighting power back then."
"I must have relied on the help of the dragon bone."
The thin figure next to him also smiled, "Is your disciple's vision correct?"
"I just said that map is real."
The tall figure touched the head of the thin figure and also chuckled twice.
"Well done this time, disciple."
"But where is this golden dragon spear hidden?"
"Why can't I feel the breath of the Golden Dragon Spear?"
Logically speaking, the golden dragon gun should have a certain dragon aura.
Judging from the blood in their bodies, they should be able to detect it.
But I couldn't notice it at all.
The thin figure sniffed and kept sniffing, as if he was smelling something.
"Master, I seem to smell dragon blood in it."
Upon hearing this, the tall figure immediately shook his head.
"My dear disciple, did you hear it wrong?"
"We should be the only ones in the entire Qinglong clan who know this map."
"Why can I still smell other dragon's blood?"
A map, but they paid a high price to buy it.
In order not to let others know, they kept it strictly confidential.
Therefore, no one else knew the whereabouts of this map except him and his disciple.
Now I heard what my disciple said, there is still a smell of dragon blood here.
This is an unlikely thing no matter how you look at it.
But that thin figure kept shaking his head like a wavy drum.
"No no no."
"Master, the smell of dragon blood doesn't seem to belong to our Qinglong clan."
The tall figure hiding in the black robe was frowning again at this moment.
"Could it be that you want to say that the taste of dragon blood belongs to the ancient dragon clan?"
Although they are said to be the descendants of the four ancient divine beasts and the Qinglong bloodline.
As time goes by, the blood in their bodies has faded a lot.
Compared with the ancient dragon clan, it is even worse than one and a half stars.
If they really meet someone with the blood of the ancient dragon clan here, they can't even think of walking out alive.
The thin figure hiding in the black robe pursed his lips.
"Master, I can't tell."
"It's just that that guy's bloodline is really weird. It seems to be mixed with the aura of the Fire Phoenix..."
