Dragon Tamer

"You can't let it gain the Godhead, Tianshalong, Cangluanqinglong, Sword Spiritlong, Fairy Yinglong, Nüwalong...take it with me!!" Zhu Minglang went straight up!

Laozi chased from the easternmost part of this continent to the northwestern part of the continent. He even rushed through the Ghost Gate Hall of Huangquan Underworld, saying that nothing like this would let the grace of such years fall on you, the dragon who is sitting and enjoying its success.

Flying with swords, Zhu Minglang can't take care of so much now, all the dragons have been summoned out, and they are bound to win this gift of God's heart! !

Nan Ling Samoto should also follow, after all, the heart of God is the key to their soul-winning tonight, but soon Nan Lingsha felt that one huge and terrifying figure appeared one after another around the surrounding mountain lake.

There are half-a-mountain-sized ghosts and beasts, night demons wandering nearby, ancient dragons that inhabit this vicious land, and countless little demons and great demons. Among them, the Holy Spirit is no less than ten!

They are all for the grace of God's heart!

Even a 90-thousand-year-old dragon needs some time to digest this grace. After all, it is slowly falling red dust, which nourishes the mountains and the earth and all things, and it is unrealistic to be absorbed by a single creature.

However, relying on the strength of his own strength, expelling other competitors, and forcibly absorbing all the dust of God's heart into his body, he is still the biggest beneficiary, no less than a flying ascension!

God's gift is a gift from God, but sometimes you still have to rely on your own ability! !

"Chu Minglang, there are a large number of monsters and holy spirits around the mountain lake, and nightwalkers..." Nan Lingsha said to Zhu Minglang, who had already killed the 90,000-year-old dragon.

"At this time, you can only kill. And if you delay, there will be more demons and ghosts." Zhu Minglang said.

Nan Lingsha nodded.

Can only be killed!

God-given grace, but every fairy or demon with some cultivation base will not miss this golden opportunity.

Moreover, after tonight, a large number of creatures with extremely high cultivation bases will emerge across the entire Polar Court Continent. If they can't become the forerunners, they will most likely be eliminated in this cruel environment.

We must fight, we must kill, we must keep up with the world of "Ascension and Tribulation", and stand on top of all things!

The wave of the heart of God fell on this mountain lake, not on this ninety thousand-year-old dragon of the abyss, so occupying the lake is equivalent to occupying the largest gift!

Nan Lingsha flew to the lake on the painting boat.

She unfolded her hand, and a roll of paper painting flew out of her sleeves, and the paper slowly spread out, as if it were endless. The paper slowly became thin and light, almost transparent, it covered it like a curtain of water. Surrounded by mountains and deep lakes.

"I try to drag them all into my landscape paintings, and you let your dragons enter and kill them!" Nan Lingsha arranged a huge painting scene.

The gift of Sui Yuebo is like rain and dew, as long as it touches it, it will melt into the bodies of these little demon little devil.

Although it is only a small part of the gift, Nan Lingsha and Zhu Minglang have the same idea-we don't share, we want it all!

"Qingzhuo, you lead the team to clear the monsters in the painting!" Zhu Minglang said to Cangluan and Qinghuanglong.

Whenever such a time comes, Zhu Minglang regrets that he didn't raise a few more dragons. If the dragon king has a dozen or so, he will directly occupy the entire lake around the mountain. Anyone who does not have a long eye will kill him!

Little monsters are not in the minority, even if they have not yet reached the king-level cultivation base, the black dragon and the Nuwa dragon can also hold a key position in order to obtain more gifts.

Fortunately, there is Nan Lingsha's painting realm, so that all the demons and holy spirits with low cultivation level are drawn into the painting, otherwise so many creatures and so many nightwalkers will be diluted and many gifts!

Of course, the biggest competitor is the 90,000-year-old abyssal dragon!

Zhu Minglang stepped on Feijian Jianying. Although he has never directly contended with this kind of 90,000-year cultivation base, Zhu Minglang dared to chop even the gods. Are you afraid that you are a stinking abyssal dragon? ? ?

"Get out of here, spare you not to die!" Zhu Minglang shouted loudly, pointing at the dragon that had occupied the lake.

The face of the 90,000-year-old abyssal dragon is covered with dragon whiskers, and each dragon whisker represents an additional thousand years of life!

The dragon's beards are densely dense, hanging like a giant willow, and the eyes are even more circle and circle, like there are several layers of dragon pupils, showing a kind of permeating light!

The dragon's whiskers represent the true age of this dragon.

In general, dragon beards are only found in those who have lived for a thousand years, rather than the cultivation base that grows by devouring the heavenly essence.

The real age of this dragon is tens of thousands of years!

Its multiple dragon pupils stared at Zhu Minglang, and when they opened their mouth, they uttered human language!

"When I was here to transform a dragon into a lake, this continent was still like a barren, and human beings were just four-legged reptiles who didn't even have wisdom. You, a mortal who has never witnessed the vicissitudes of life and never looked up to the stars, wanted to spare me not to die. , You know that among your ancestors, there were tribal slaves who enshrined me as an ancient god!!" The voice of the 90,000-year-old dragon is old but powerful.

Living for too long, even the human language has been mastered!

The 90,000-year evil dragon is afraid that it can really spy on the secrets of heaven, and has been waiting for the day when it has the godhead.

"bawl!!!!!!"

The celestial dragon roared, and without waiting for Zhu Minglang to give orders, he directly converted the scaly feathers on his body into **** feathers, like a fierce black star anchor, and rushed towards the 90,000-year-old evil dragon!

Is it great to live long? ?

The lineage of the Dragon King can be traced back to the origin of life! !

The blood of the Holy Spirit of 90,000 years must be extremely mellow, and you will be drunk after a few more sips!

The dragon breeder, trouble to pour all the 10,000-20,000-year-old Holy Spirit blood, and the Dragon King will only drink 90,000-year pure brew in the future!

"Tianshalong, don't worry...oh, you are advanced, good job, take the lead!!"

The Heavenly Fiend Dragon should have received part of the gift, and his cultivation base has risen directly to the upper position.

As if aware of the tremendous improvement brought about by the time wave of the heart of God, Tiansha Dragon is even more unwilling to give this old undead dragon a little bit!

"Little Sanglong, I am the sole master of this continent. I allow you to survive, and you are only eligible to survive!!" The 90,000-year-old abyssal dragon lifted the abyssal claws!

The devil's claws were huge, and when they landed on the lake, the mountains and the earth shook violently, and hundreds of cracks spread in the space, as if directly smashing everything here into pieces!

The power of the dragon's claws is overwhelming, and just the spreading power has made those demons who are under ten thousand years old to pieces. The Tiansha dragon seems to be floating in a raging air current, and it is difficult to maintain a balance in the air!

Zhu Minglang was secretly surprised.

This ninety-thousand-year old abyssal dragon is so terrifying in strength? ?

The Heavenly Fiend Dragon had reached the upper position anyway, but its flying star anchor couldn't hurt the old dragon's skin scales. The opponent's paw shook the Heavenly Fiend Dragon!

"This abyssal dragon is too old, and it is almost twilight. If it can't obtain the godhead, it will not live for many years." At this time, Mr. Koi's voice came from behind.

"Dragons that are about to run out of life, some of the characteristics of dragons have long been aging, and their true strength is less than 90,000 years, and it should not be able to fully exert their dominance at the top."

Zhu Minglang nodded, looking at the dragon, Mr. Koi never went wrong!

Indeed, Zhu Minglang was also shocked the moment the opponent took out his claws, but fortunately, the Tianshalong was not injured...

"Tianshalong, don't be pretty, wait for your teammates!"

After Zhu Minglang said these words, he quickly removed the suppressing talisman from Xiaobai Qihou's wings.

Facing such a powerful enemy, how can it be done without Xiaobai?

Xiao Bai had been yawning in the spiritual realm, but when he could never sleep enough, he perceives the 90,000-year-old dragon, and suddenly looks so bright, as if he has finally found an opponent that interests him since the reincarnation sting!

Waving his wings, Xiao Bai flew over the lake, the flying snow and feathers intertwined, under the white holy moonlight, Xiao Bai Qi's body grew, dragon horns, dragon claws, dragon feathers, dragon wings, and dragon tails were vivid And the gorgeous features are presented one by one, from the appearance of a multi-winged snow-white **** fox suddenly transformed into a unicorn-like pale moon and white dragon, mighty and godlike!

The sky and the earth are freezing rapidly, and the glaciers are spreading in the vast land, and they are hanging down in the clouds!

The sky freezes and seals hundreds of miles!

Xiao Baiqi's cultivation base, UU reading www.uukānshu.com once again became more vigorous, as if the upper king was not the end of its growth period.

Originally, Zhu Minglang considered holding a sword. After all, such a powerful enemy can only hope to win with the power of sword awakening and his dragon, but looking at Xiaobai Qi’s dragon power aura, Zhu Minglang feels that the power of sword awakening can be more Press it.

Tianshalong glanced at Xiao Baiqi.

I thought that the white dragon was swept by his own wing in Runyu City, but now the white dragon seems to have transformed to a more terrifying level!

"Fengyue, Yingchen!" The 90,000-year-old dragon's eyes suddenly opened like a worm's mouth, and the huge dragon pupil stared at Xiao Baiqi. For a while, Zhu Minglang could feel this old evil. The huge resentment exuded from every inch of the skin and muscle of the dragon's body wanted to abandon this old and ordinary broken body, and then reincarnate the soul into Xiao Baiqi's body.

"Fengyue, Yingchen, right, right, right, the little guy is a combination of Fengyue dragon and Yingchen dragon, both of these dragons have a godhead!!" Mr. Koi seemed to be given a point by this 90,000-year-old dragon Woke up, "Is Xiao Bai the white dragon of Fengyue Yingchen!"

Finally know the variety! !

Zhu Minglang did not expect that Xiao Baiqi's complete bloodline would finally be clear from a 90,000-year-old dragon.

"Fengyue Yingchen Bailong?" Zhu Minglang said.

"Remember how I taught you the quick method of Jianlong bloodline?"

"I don't know if the dragon's blood is high, just look at its name. The longer the name, the higher the blood is?" Zhu Minglang subconsciously said this sentence.

"Yes, this is the minimum respect the ancestors have for the powerful dragon clan in terms of appellation. Although short appellations are not necessarily weak, the six-character appellation dragon must be strong and invincible!" said Mr.