The Martial Emperor with Dragon Blood

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Listening to the words of the elders, Zi Aotian brows slightly moved, turned into a streamer, and directly entered the Dragon Temple.

The disciples of the Four Halls saw this scene, and they were slightly amazed. I am afraid that only Zi Aotian will have such treatment and will be able to enter and exit the Dragon Temple.

Moreover, they are also speculating that what happened is actually going to announce the ancestors personally, to know that the ancestors rarely appear.

And Zi Aotian followed the elders into the Dragon Temple, and he was very curious in his heart. What happened in the end, is it about Ye Mo?

"Elders, what happened in the family?"

Zi Aotian followed the elders and could not help but curiously ask.

"The patriarch Zikui died of the blood genius of Ye Mo because of some negligence. The ancestors are ready to deprive him of his patriarchal position. Perhaps he will announce what he wants to announce. It is about the inheritance of the next patriarch. You There should be great hope, and you have to rely on you in the future."

The elder said with a smile.

"Oh?"

Zi Aotian’s head started to work immediately. Presumably, this rumor that Ye Mo condensed nine golden dragon patterns is true, but this is good, and others have not seen it, and they have fallen.

This is equal to his invisible enemy, indirectly helping him to achieve the status of the next patriarch.

Subsequently, the elders and Zi Aotian entered the hall.

"Aotian brother, you are back!"

Standing on the side of the purple sable, seeing Zi Aotian, his eyes lit up, and immediately rushed over.

"Yes!"

Zi Aotian laughed, and he walked to the front of his ancestors and made a fuss: "See the ancestors and meet the elders."

"Well, how is the mission performed? Have you killed the Red Eagle?"

The old ancestors asked faintly.

"No."

Ziaotian shook his head.

"What? No?"

Some of the elders around were shocked. They did not expect that Ziaotian would not kill the Red Eagle.

"How can this be the case, how can Aotian brother not be able to complete the task, he went out to perform the task, but never failed."

Zi Yan looked disappointed.

"Because I have successfully tamed it, my control of the animal is also the standard of the Master."

Zi Aotian said, the **** are already sandwiched with a seal, on top of the mark, there is a mini golden eagle, and the body shines red-black Rayman.

"Red Lei Golden Eagle!"

The old ancestors saw the mark in the hands of Zi Aotian, and the pupils shrank slightly. It was not because the red eagle was strong, but Zi Aotian was able to tame the red eagle, which is enough to show that he is controlling the animal. The talent of the teacher.

This is invisible, and it adds to the weight of Ziaotian as the next patriarch.

Not to mention the blood talent of Zi Aotian, his cultivation talent is also called horror. He did not change until the age of 20, and his golden color is still the 19th ridicule of the French ranking.

It is rumored that Longsheng Jiuzi, and this ridiculous phoenix is ​​the third son of the dragon, so Ziaotian also inherits the magical power of ridicule, ridicule the phoenix.

In addition, Zi Aotian's own signature talent is very powerful, and now it has reached the level of the eighth-order animal-changing teacher, the younger generation, not to mention the ancient Canglong people, even if they look at the entire continent, it is almost difficult Find the person who rivals it.

"Aotian really has a good means, but he can actually surrender the red-gold sculpture. I am afraid that this red-gold sculpture will be released, and the general runner will be able to run straight."

Zi Xing said with a smile.

"Aotian brother is too powerful, can you let the red radiant gold carving take me to the Canglongfeng fly?"

Zi Yan said with a smile.

"Of course, no problem."

Aotian said.

"My ancestors, I will look at the next patriarch, and I will appoint Aotian directly. Aotian is so young, so talented. I don't think it will take long before I can preside over the overall situation. All of our elders will help him wholeheartedly."

"Yeah, arrogant genius is the most suitable candidate."

Several elders immediately began to say.

"Zi Aotian talent is indeed strong, but it is still shallow, and now it is too sloppy to be a patriarch. I still want to let Zikui continue to be the patriarch, Ye Mo's death, not the fault of Zi Kui, Zi Kui The performance of the year, the elders should be aware of it."

“Yes, and the next elder, according to qualifications and strength, the purple elder is the most suitable candidate.”

"Purple elders? Now that Ye Mo is dead, I am afraid that the elders of Zichuang will have a must for my family."

Several elders began to quarrel.

No one is right or wrong, and these elders are all for the sake of the family, but there are also individual elders who are for their own self-interest, and often do something that harms others.

"You don't have to quarrel, I have my own arrangements."

The old ancestors frowned, and said to Zi Kui, who was still on the ground, "Zi Kui, you should know that the blood vessels of the nine golden dragons are important to our family. Now it is gone, Ye Mo's It’s not your responsibility to die, but it’s up to you, the position of the patriarch, you sit first.”

"Xie Laozu!"

Zikui said.

"Aotian, you follow me out."

The old ancestors said, they took Zishengtian, walked out of the Dragon Temple, and came to the high platform, looking at the disciples waiting for assessment.

All the disciples, including those of the tribes, saw the ancestors coming out and bowed down.

"See the ancestors!"

Everyone is unanimous.

"Get up."

With a wave of ancestors' sleeves, everyone was directly supported by a soft force.

"I think you are all guessing, what are I going to announce today?"

The old ancestors smiled lightly and said: "Today I discussed with the elders and decided that the next patriarch is Zi Aotian."

Wen Yan, Zi Aotian's body is also a shock, completely did not expect that the ancestors will pronounce such a thing, my heart is full of hilarious, but he immediately calmed down, with the ancestors' temperament, I am afraid it is not that simple.

"What, Zi Aotian wants to be the next patriarch?"

“Is this what the ancestors want to announce?”

"But there is nothing surprising. With the talent of Zi Aotian, it is indeed qualified to become the next patriarch."

When the tribes began to discuss, the ancestors waved their hands and gestured to calm down. They said, "Of course, if you want to be the next patriarch, you will naturally have a test. That is, you must be in the battle of the genius of Lingwu. The results of the top three ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ If it is not obtained, who is the next patriarch, still to be considered, proud, you have confidence?"

"Old ancestors, Aotian will not live up to your expectations, the battle of the genius of Lingwu, I want not the top three, but the crown."

Speaking of the word of the laurel wreath, Ziaotian screamed and screamed, and the ridiculous magical singer screamed at the phoenix. This kind of roaring color, the voice is not big, but with the horrible momentum, all the disciples feel it. A horrible pressure.

"Okay, then I will go in. The assessment of the Dragon Temple will begin. Aotian, you will stay here and see the disciples' assessment."

The old ancestors nodded with satisfaction, not much to say, directly disappeared in place.

Time, Zi Aotian once again became the focus of everyone, and Zi Aotian is like an arrogant phoenix, shining, standing on the high platform, accepting the worship of all disciples.

This time, the light that he exudes is even more dazzling. If he gets the top three, he can become a patriarch, and he may be the youngest patriarch of the Taikoo Canglong.

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