"I am really Aolun of the White Dragon Clan."
The Thirteenth Prince was in a state of embarrassment. His chest and clothes had been torn, and there was a deep gash. His flesh and blood were turning out, and blood was flowing out continuously. One arm was gone, and blood kept flowing out of his mouth as if it was free of money.
His snow-white teeth were dripping with blood, and he let out a shrill scream.
As the young patriarch of the White Dragon Clan, Aolun's strength is extraordinary. He is far superior to the young patriarch of the Black Dragon Clan. He can be regarded as the strongest group of dragons under the third-grade dragon clan.
If he were also included in the human rankings, he would definitely be in the top ten, and he would also be a peerless genius with the power of a master.
But unfortunately, the one who is besieging Aolun now is the Ninth Prince. This man is not weaker than him, and there are also nine dragons who are taking action together.
If he were in the outside world, Ao Lun would not be so unbearable, but who knows that this is a secret realm derived from the Dragon Gate. They are all masters in combat power. Ao Lun's advantages are no longer so obvious.
After all, the third-level middle-level warrior has combat power comparable to that of a grandmaster, but it is much simpler than the third-level warrior with second-level combat power.
As one's strength reaches the later stages, it becomes more difficult to grow. Adding combat power in the Dragon Gate Secret Realm means that one can try out the master in advance. If one succeeds in leaping over the Dragon Gate and retains this insight in advance, it will be a great blessing.
After Aolun obtained the increase in holdings, he was unable to take another step forward because the master's insights had not been fully digested, which was very unfriendly to Aalun.
So now Aolun is miserable. After killing a dragon forcefully, he has been forced into a desperate situation.
No matter how much Aolun roared crazily and kept shouting, no one listened to him.
The Thirteenth Prince was severely wounded and knew that he would not be spared. He shouted loudly: "Don't be deceived by them. They just want to kill us all so that they can win."
The Ninth Prince's expression was indifferent, his eyes were icy cold, and he stabbed out a spear that was two feet long. The spear was as fast as thunder, tearing open the space, with little ripples rippling, ignoring all distances, and suddenly came to the front of the Thirteenth Prince.
This spear was blessed by the power of heaven and earth and was unparalleled in power. Compared with the three spears at the beginning, it was at least five times more powerful. The spear was like a rainbow and penetrated the chest of the Thirteenth Prince, wiping out all the vitality of the Thirteenth Prince.
Jump over the dragon gate.
As long as you come to the secret realm of Longmen, even if this secret realm is false and evolved from Longmen, death is real death.
Moreover, surrender and abstention are not allowed in Longmen.
There is no retreat, if you don't succeed, you will die.
After the death of the Thirteenth Prince, he turned into little bits of light and slowly disappeared.
This scene of death and disappearance caught everyone's attention. It was a white dragon with dragon horns.
it is true.
He is Aolun of the White Dragon Clan, the thirteenth prince of the Dragon Clan.
This scene appears.
The Ninth Prince couldn't help but frown deeply, he killed the wrong person.
This was a big blow to morale, and also very embarrassing.
But before the Ninth Prince could make a move, a cry was heard, and Dou Changsheng rushed over, knelt on the ground and shouted loudly: "Your Highness Thirteenth, Xiaolong, I'm sorry for you."
"Xiaolong never expected that you are not fake, but real."
"In vain, Gu Xiaolong thought he was the most familiar with Thief Dou, but he never thought that Thief Dou would be so cunning and hide so deeply this time."
"A total of four brothers died."
"it's all my fault."
Dou Changsheng was grieved. After a small conflict, Aolun was worthy of being a genius of the Dragon Clan. Faced with the siege, he still dragged two Dragon Clan to death together with one other member of the White Dragon Clan who was besieged and killed.
Now, both the Zhengdao and the Yinji Sect have lost two dragons each.
From sixty-nine to one, it has now dropped to sixty-five to one.
The Thirteenth Prince who died was no lighter than the Tenth Prince.
They are all peerless geniuses of the Dragon Clan. They may not become gods and demons in the future, but they are all expected to be supreme masters and support the Black Dragon Clan and the White Dragon Clan.
But the two Dragon Court princes died in a grievance. The tenth Black Dragon prince was captured by the strong men of the human race without even fighting, and all their cultivation levels were banned. Killing them was no more difficult than killing a chicken.
The Thirteenth Prince of White Dragon was also besieged and died an even more aggrieved death at the hands of his own clan.
Dou Changsheng's compassionate voice sounded:
"Don't kill him again. This time we will screen carefully. We don't believe that if Thief Dou hides, there will definitely be some flaws exposed."
"What's fake is fake. I don't believe Thief Dou can hide it perfectly."
Dou Changsheng looked at the Yinji Sect camp, his eyes were carefully screening, trying to find Nielong Shangyuan. The existence of this powerful god and demon was simply a time bomb, and he did not confirm who the other party was.
Dou Changsheng was always prepared to take his life.
I don't know whether this person is in the Yinji Sect camp or his own camp.
Dou Changsheng looked at the side of the Yinji Sect, their expressions were gloomy, and they all distrusted each other, but they all had a sense of sadness that the rabbit was dead and the fox was dead. If he continued to take action, he was afraid that there would be fierce resistance, and a chaotic battle would be necessary. .
this.
It's so good.
If the Dragon Clan is not in chaos, how can we fish in troubled waters?
Dou Changsheng looked at the Ninth Prince and said: "Nowadays, in the local camps, because of the secret realm derived from Longmen, their martial arts are different. It is no longer possible to judge based on this."
"Only by telling some top-secret information, such as one's own martial arts skills, can we judge whether the other party is from our clan."
"Please come first, His Highness Ninth, and I will come later to get the letter from the other brother. Otherwise, if we continue to force you, a bloody battle will be inevitable."
The Ninth Prince waved his hand and interrupted the sermon in a deep voice: "You little dragon, you are already too kind and too indecisive."
"Coming to participate in the Dragon Gate Conference now means progress or retreat. Either you succeed or you die."
"I have put my life and death aside for a long time. I killed the Dou thief first just to avenge my clan. Now that the Dou thief is hard to find, then just kill all the hostile camp."
The Ninth Prince's murderous words were not concealed in any way. It was obvious that he had been waiting impatiently for a long time.
Looking directly at the Yinji Sect camp, a loud voice echoed in all directions: "For the sake of making our clan greater, please sacrifice yourself and die."
At the same time, the message had begun, and he was preaching to an ordinary-looking Taoist from the Yinji Sect camp: "Lord Shangyuan, please take action."
"The Dou thief is hiding in the Yinji Sect camp. Only by killing everyone else can we ensure that the Dou thief is eradicated."
Shangyuan smiled indifferently and said gently: "You have impure thoughts. You plan to cut off my wings first, leaving me alone in the Yinji Sect camp, and then attack me in order to win."
The Ninth Prince spoke frankly: "My little thoughts cannot be hidden from Lord Shangyuan."
"Master Shangyuan is too strong. Only in this way can I have a glimmer of hope of success."
Shangyuan nodded and said: "You, Longting, are kind to me. You have provided me with precious medicines for thousands of years. This time before entering the Dragon Gate, the Third Prince also begged me, and I agreed."
"If I were in the same camp as you, I would naturally take you for promotion together, but now that we are divided into different camps, I have to give the Third Prince some face."
"I will help you to eradicate these miscellaneous fish. When the time comes, you, the Ninth Prince, will die in my hands. I will be worthy of the Third Prince and Longting."
The voice of the Ninth Prince expressed his thanks: "Thank you, Lord Shangyuan, for your help. If I still die in the hands of Lord Shangyuan, it will be my fault."
Shangyuan looked at the many participants, especially the Ninth Prince, and his smile became brighter. He took a step slowly and crossed a distance of dozens of meters to reach a dragon from the same camp. A blue light emerged. , slowly turned into sharp claws.
This dragon claw pokes out.
The next moment, it had passed through the chest of a dragon.
The dragon's claws held a beating heart. When the dragon's claws were squeezed, the heart's blood spattered out, and his heart was crushed in an instant.
Blood spattered out, and when it was three inches away from Shangyuan, it automatically began to evaporate and disappear.
The dragon's claws poked out, and the next moment, half of the body was emerging. Finally, the dragon's head appeared, and a pair of dragon eyes flashed with spiritual light. The dragon formed by the condensed magic power was truly like a living creature.
This is the characteristic of gods and demons, and the law has its essence.
A loud dragon roar sounded, and the dragon soared into the nine heavens. Shangyuan stepped on the dragon's huge head and looked down at everyone.
The dragon opened its mouth and spit out black water.
The turbulent black water, like the Milky Way above the nine heavens, fell directly into the mortal world.
The mighty black water surged down and swept down the earth. Even the air was eroded wherever it passed, and some dragons were submerged in an instant.
The black water surged forward, sweeping away all obstacles.
But when it rushed in front of Dou Changsheng, it stopped suddenly. The rolling water seemed to have spirituality and could automatically distinguish between ourselves and the enemy. When it came more than ten meters in front of Dou Changsheng, it began to melt inch by inch, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
There was a loud bang, and a peak of Centipede Mountain had been washed away by the black water. The huge mountain fell into the black water and began to roll in the black water.
The dragons in the Yinji Sect camp kept running away, and finally Black Water disappeared.
Six dragons had died, and the more than twenty remaining dragons from the Yinji Sect looked angrily at the giant dragon flying above the sky, and stared at Shangyuan with hatred.
At the same time, there was also a look of shock. They were both masters, how could the other party be so strong.
Shangyuan put his hands behind his back, looked at the Ninth Prince below indifferently, and said with a sneer: "Little brat, how come I can't see your little thoughts."
"Are you thinking about uniting everyone to kill me together?"
"You Longting have made so many preparations, isn't it just for this moment?"
"I want to treat this person as your sacrifice and become the qualifications for your promotion."
"You are plotting against me, and I am also waiting for this opportunity."
"Who gave you the courage?"
"Dare to plot against a true dragon."
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