Dragons fight in the wild, their blood is black and yellow!
Chen Luo took a sip and spit out a mouthful of blood.
Four Cang clan true dragons were lying on the ground, their breaths already cut off.
Of course, Chen Luo also paid some price, such as a bone-deep wound on his back by one of the real dragons.
The talent from the Primordial God's "Blood Rebirth" was activated, and Chen Luo quickly repaired his injuries. As a price for activating his magical power, a drop of blood essence was lost, making Chen Luo look a little pale.
But at the next moment, Chen Luo felt alarmed and retreated suddenly. A figure fell from the sky and punched him hard at his original location. The earth shook suddenly, and a deep pit with a radius of dozens of feet was punched out.
Then, the figure flew out of the pit and rushed towards Chen Luo again. Chen Luo danced his hands, and a Tai Chi shadow appeared in front of him. The figure's attack landed on the Tai Chi diagram, and the yin and yang fish on the Tai Chi diagram rotated rapidly, and then Chen Luo gently pushed the figure aside.
"Damn it, what the hell are you doing!" A curse rang out, and the figure regained his balance and looked at Chen Luo, "Can't you use your body to fight against the strong?"
Chen Luo looked at the other person. The other person was not tall, about the height of his nose, but he was extremely tall. The bulging muscles seemed to contain explosive power. Although he looked like a human, his exposed palms and soles were clearly It's a thick dragon claw.
"Huanglong?" Chen Luo was a little confused. He had just dealt with four Cang clan true dragons, why was there a yellow dragon behind him?
Canglong and Huanglong have such a good relationship?
But the next moment, Chen Luo felt something in his mind, his expression changed, and he looked at the other person: "Huang Batian?"
From the induction of dragon scales, he clearly noticed that there was an ancestral dragon reverse scale standing in front of him, and the identity of the other party was easily revealed.
Huanglong awakens the true dragon——Huang Batian!
"Yes, it's me!" Huang Batian nodded, wiping his hair in front of his forehead, "Come on, come on, fight me for another five hundred rounds!"
Chen Luo looked at Huang Batian who looked like a fighting maniac and said, "Do you know me?"
"You know Chen Luo, the master of human martial arts, right?"
"I went to your Dongcang City for a few days, and your portraits were everywhere!"
"You entered the Ancestral Dragon Holy Residence only after using your blood body to become a dragon bloodline, right?"
"You came in to help Yun Siyao, right?"
"These are not important to me. Your body is so strong. Come and have a fierce battle with me!"
"Let's talk about it after the battle!"
As soon as the words fell, Huang Batian shot towards Chen Luo like a shell.
In this situation, Chen Luo understood that there was no way to communicate without convincing the other party.
There are quite a few martial arts lunatics like this in Dongcang Martial Academy!
Chen Luo immediately burst out with red dust energy, his meridians were running, and all the acupoints in his body were blooming, and he faced him without fear.
At the same time, Huang Batian's dragon power and Chen Luo's inner realm were released almost at the same time, and the space was distorted.
"when!"
"when!"
"when!"
With the two magical powers of Golden Bell Cover and Iron Clothes Shirt being displayed, Chen Luo no longer used the dexterous martial arts magical powers such as Wudang and Emei, but instead used hard bridges and hard horses, mainly with fierce martial arts magical powers, such as Huang Batian As expected, confront him head-on.
Space is like window paper, which breaks when you push it; the earth is like tofu cubes, which breaks when you step on it!
There were endless sonic booms, and the air waves caused by every move were overwhelming.
Finally, a dragon roar sounded, Huang Batian flew out, and Chen Luo took a deep breath.
The Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon, call it a day!
Huang Batian fell heavily to the ground, lying on his back and stopped moving.
After a moment, a laugh came from his mouth.
"Hahaha... so happy, so happy!"
Huang Batian suddenly jumped up and looked at Chen Luo. At this time, one of his arms was broken and he could only hold a fist with his other hand: "The master of martial arts is well-deserved!"
"Your fists are harder than those of barbarians and monsters!"
At this time, Chen Luo felt the pain all over his body and grinned: "You're not bad either."
"The last person who made me feel this way in my body was a king from the previous era!"
Huang Batian slowly walked towards Chen Luo: "Okay, admit defeat."
"I know your purpose."
"You want to help Yun Siyao get the Ancestral Dragon Reverse Scale, right?"
"But I can't give it to you."
Hearing Huang Batian's words, Chen Luo was slightly startled, then frowned.
After Chen Luo regained his composure, Huang Batian sat down on the floor and opened his collar, only to see a blood-red scar on his neck.
"I can't give it to you, it's not that I won't give it to you!" Huang Batian said helplessly.
"What do you mean?" Chen Luo asked, confused.
"Can't you see? My Ancestral Dragon Ni Lin is gone!"
"No more?" Chen Luo was stunned, "But I clearly sensed..."
"Here, this is what you sensed!" Huang Batian said, taking out a blood-red dragon scale from his arms and throwing it to Chen Luo.
Chen Luo took it and saw that it was the same as the monster dragon scale he got before.
"Was your Ancestral Dragon Nilin taken away by Cang Gan?" Chen Luo asked.
If Cang Gan gets Huang Batian's Ancestral Dragon Reverse Scale, then he has two of them, and he is qualified to enter the Ancestral Dragon Temple!
The problem is that the other "Sixth Senior Sister" is still in the temple!
"Take it? Is that sissy worthy of taking it from me?" Huang Batian snorted coldly. In his opinion, all those who cannot physically collide with him are sissies.
"It's the arrangement of my Dragon King."
"Let me take the initiative to give him the Ancestral Dragon Nilin!"
Chen Luo paused. Even if he wanted to rush to the Ancestral Dragon Temple, he still knew that he seemed to have heard something terrible.
"Is your Huang Long and Cang Long's collusion so deep?" Chen Luo sat down opposite Huang Batian and asked.
"What is collusion!" Huang Batian rolled his eyes at Chen Luo, "My Dragon King said that if the Dragon Clan continues to be divided like this, it will die from internal strife sooner or later!"
"But we Huanglong are not enough to unify the dragon clan, we can only support another lineage."
"Canglong or Yunlong, who do you think we should choose?"
"Of course it's the stronger Canglong!"
Chen Luo thought for a while: "Aren't you afraid that Cang Qian will become a candidate for the Great Dragon Emperor?"
"Of course I'm not convinced." Huang Batian yawned, "But the old man has his own considerations."
"It's nothing more than a marriage, a large-scale marriage, Canglong and Huanglong are completely integrated, then it doesn't matter if Canggan becomes the Great Dragon Emperor."
Huang Batian lay on the ground: "If you want to help Yunlong, you'd better stop him!"
Chen Luo stood up, looked at Huang Batian, and smiled: "You came to tell me this on purpose, right?"
"Why?"
"Why?" Huang Batian chuckled, "Didn't Huang Silong tell you that he and I both have Yunlong blood?"
"I have some connection with his soul, and I have a vague idea of his condition."
"I'm just here for him."
"If you still take him with you now, I will fight to the death with you. But you let him go. This is considered a favor. I, Huang Batian, will take it for my brother."
"I wanted to teach you a lesson, but you are not weak and I can't beat you, so I'll give it up. If you succeed, can you unlock the restriction on Huang Silong's real name?"
"I'm just such a biological brother!"
"As long as you block Canggan Huanglong's lineage, you will wait and see. Canglong will not be sure to face Yunlong directly!"
Chen Luo thought for a while, moved a little closer to his eyebrows, and then pulled out, a small yellow dragon shadow was pulled out from the sea of his soul. Then Chen Luo waved his hand, and the yellow dragon's shadow flew in front of Huang Batian.
"When you have time in the future, go to Dongcang City and sit there more often."
Chen Luo was about to leave when he suddenly thought of something, turned around and asked, "I have something to ask."
"Do you know Yunji?"
"Yunji?" Huang Batian sat up, thought for a while, and shook his head, "I've never heard of it! This word is taboo, and there is no such thing as Longjiao."
"taboo?"
"That's right. The last person with this name was called Long Ji when the Dragon Clan was not divided."
"If you must say it's Yun Ji, then maybe Yun Long's descendants called him that. After all, he is indeed a Yun Dragon."
"Long Ji?" Chen Luo seemed to have an answer in his mind and asked quickly, "Who is he?"
Huang Batian smiled.
"The last Great Dragon Emperor!"
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At the same time, the core of the Zulong Holy Residence is located.
Cang Gan turned into a long dragon more than ten feet long, hovering in the air. He held a multicolored scale in his mouth, and there was also a scale between his eyebrows that slowly turned into multicolored colors.
Then, it seemed as if a dragon shadow was flying in front of him, ripples appeared in the space, and finally, a magnificent hall emerged.
Cang Gan's dragon eyes flashed with excitement. At this moment, the door of the main hall opened, and Cang Gan rushed in...
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