The Martial Emperor with Dragon Blood

"Dragon King, do you want a return?"

Ye Mo saw that Tianlong Gongzi waved to him and could not help but ask.

"You can rest assured, my father asked me to think about it, and to reflect on this defeat, naturally it is impossible to return to you."

Tianlong Gongzi said faintly: "I am looking for you to talk about other things. For some rules of entering the military camp, you are not a barracks. After all, if you do not comply, you may suffer in the barracks."

"Ok!"

Ye Mo nodded and flew straight over, sitting on the side of Xiaolong, and he didn't have to do anything at all. This dragon would automatically fly with you.

This scene, let him recall Xiaojing.

Xiaojing, who used to be his mount.

At that time, he was killed by the night of the South, completely lost contact with Xiaojing. Now, he returned to the mixed world, and the two could not be contacted. He did not worry about the danger of Xiaojing. After all, Xiaojing is real. Dragon Emperor.

The innate ability index of Shenlong blood is very terrifying, at least more than 8 million. As for the Dragon Blood, the innate ability index is even more terrifying.

According to Xiao Qing's statement, the innate ability index of the Dragon Emperor's blood is very likely to be comparable to the ninth generation of the baby.

This is also why the Shenlong people have to cultivate the blood of the Dragon Emperor at all costs.

"Although you are now a general of the rioting army, you must be under the control of the military camp. On top of you, there is a real Marshal of the Big Summer. Under his hand, he has mastered more than a dozen army. You are just one of them. A big army."

Tianlong Gongzi said.

"What? We are just one of the big armies? Isn't it for us to go alone with the enemy dynasty?"

Ye Mo’s face changed and he said with anger: “This thing, why don’t you tell me earlier?”

Ye Mo thought that he would lead the riot army and the enemy alone, but did not expect that he would be subject to control. Once he was governed, many unexpected things would happen.

"I said to you in advance, would you give up the only chance to leave the city of riots?"

Tianlong Gongzi sneered and said: "I will say hello to you in advance, lest you make trouble in the military camp. You riot the army. Although there are many people in the army, no one army in the big summer army can compete in the number of riot troops. However, when it comes to strength, you are indeed the weakest. The generals of other military forces, the weakest, have the strength of the sixth-order master."

Seeing Ye Mo’s words, Tian Long Gongzi continued: “If you are on the battlefield, you will definitely cause a lot of sacrifices. However, you don’t have to care about their lives. You just have to complete your tasks. Leaving the city of riots, isn't it?"

If it is an ordinary person, it will never care about the life and death of this group of people. However, Ye Mo is not the same. Since this army is led by him, he naturally hopes to bring the casualties to a minimum.

The two continued to talk a few words, all about the rules of the military camp. Then, Ye Mo jumped from the dragon and returned to his team.

The army flew for two months, almost spanning half of the dynasty, and it was the position of the frontier of the Daxia Dynasty.

Immediately, Ye Mo felt the murderous, violent breath blowing in the face, a huge barracks, built in the frontier, in all directions, all covered with large arrays, there are patrolling soldiers everywhere.

Master like Lin!

Ye Mo is still not close, he can feel that there are many strong atmospheres in this barracks, and the strongest of the sixth-order and the seventh-order masters are not in the minority.

Kill and kill!

Innumerable sounds are transmitted, but the voices of the soldiers, which are brought together and turned into earth-shattering sounds, rolling in the torrents and slamming around.

I have to say that the momentum of the army and the momentum of the disciples of the Zongmen are different. They are very killing and bloody, full of rules and atmosphere.

Tianlong Gongzi came to the entrance of the border with the riot army and was immediately intercepted.

"The one behind me is the riot army. I took the order of the Prince of Xia and brought them to join the army."

Tianlong Gongzi said faintly.

"The riot army? These criminals in the riot city? They finally surrendered to us? Very good, let the generals of the riot army come in first. As for the army, let them wait for a moment outside the frontier."

Said a general who was at the edge of the mouth.

"go in!"

Tianlong Gongzi looked at Ye Mo and said: "Now, you have entered the military camp. Everything must have a rule. Do you understand? After you have finished this battle, you are not guilty, and will never be the Daxia Dynasty. wanted."

After that, Tianlong Gongzi left directly.

"You are the general of the rioting army? Only the third stage of the ruling? What does the Prince of Xia think?"

The general saw Ye Mo, and he could not help but ask.

"Being able to become a general is naturally my strength and is above the rioting army. If the general does not believe it, we can learn from it."

Ye Mo looked out ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The black-faced general in front of him is also a strong man who dominates the fifth-order. The strength is the same as that of the **** madness. They really want to shoot, and Ye Mo can easily take them. beat.

"No need!"

The black-faced general waved his hand and said coldly: "You come in with me, I will take you to see the marshal!"

"it is good!"

Ye Mo nodded, followed the black-faced general into the frontier, and soon came to a huge barracks.

"Marshal, the Prince of Summer has successfully surrendered the criminals of the rioting city. Now they have established the riot army. I am now with the generals of the riot army."

The black-faced general shouted loudly at the barracks.

"Bring him in!"

A majestic voice, like a rolling thunder, is passed on.

Ye Mo followed the black-faced general into the barracks and immediately saw that there was a marshal sitting in the depths of the barracks. The body was tall and tall, like a mountain, and it could not be broken, as if it could suppress everything.

This marshal, looks very mad, like a fierce beast, the breath that comes out of his body, enough to prove that he has reached the seventh level of the dominance.

"Standing in front of your eyes is the great summer marshal of our big summer dynasty. See you quickly."

The black-faced general said.

"See the Marshal of the Big Summer!"

Ye Mo's symbolic arched hand, the feeling of being under the fence is very uncomfortable, but since he has reached this step, he can only follow the rules.

In fact, he really wants to leave, to push the ice and fire wings, no one can catch up with him, but behind him there are a large number of warriors, he must think for them, in any case, he will finish this battle.

"Is the strength of the third-order master?"

The Daxia Marshal’s tiger eyes are round and round, and a powerful power, turned into a flood, directly impacts Ye Mo’s body.