Calling the dragon bell, calling all dragons in the world, no one dares to refuse to follow the bloodline of the dragon clan...

In the sound of calling the dragon bell that resounded throughout the world, with the sound of dragon roars, Zhang Fan, the Taoist corpse, and Shu Tong... all looked solemn, pondering what was going on?

Is it the dragon clan's survival and death that calls on all dragons to gather together to survive the sadness and die together?

Or is there a demon emperor who appears and brings thousands of dragons to worship?

No matter which one is a major event that can alarm the world.

Calling the Dragon Bell, even the digital master of the Divine God in the field identified it immediately and understood the seriousness of it, let alone the overseas dragons such as Long Lingyu who belonged to the Dragon Clan.

"No, it's the ancestor who called the dragon clock"

Long Lingyu jumped up, his face turned ashen, and he was nervous and confused. He didn't know what the Dragon Clan, which had always dominated overseas, had angered, and made their ancestors call Long Zhong directly.

They never thought of the word "demon king". After all, it was too long-lasting. It was so long that it was just a concept, a noun in a classic that could only be tributed in ancient legends.

All demon races have long been accustomed to the life of being kings. Even the existence of the demon beast who transforms into gods and lives forever has become accustomed to calling themselves the demon king.

I did forget that in the ancient times, there was a demon emperor who was above all monsters, ruled the heavenly court, suppressed the ancient prehistoric world, and under the orders, no one dared not to obey.

No wonder they have ever said that since ancient times, the destruction of the Heavenly Court, there has been no longer the saying "demon emperor".

Since then, after experiencing ancient winds and endless blood rain, the dragon clan called the dragon clock three times, and each time was a time of life and death, and the dragon clan was in great danger.

Every time, the dragon clan relied on the treasure called Long Zhong to attract thousands of dragons to help, and exhausted his energy to overcome the difficulties.

After three times, the dragon clan gradually withdrew from the nine states on earth, avoiding the deserted overseas, and only became king and dominant in a wilderness that the human cultivators looked down upon.

The glory of the dragon clan in the past was destroyed with the destruction of the demon clan's heaven, and the last demon king died, and he entered the sunset.

"Ao~"

The sound of dragon roars is silenced to meet the dragon roar in the call of the dragon bell. The overseas dragon clan, including Long Lingyu, is full of blood and roaring in the world.

This was not what they wanted, but the dragon clan blood was burning, and there was also a summoning from the depths of the bloodline, which made them almost unable to control themselves.

In fact, if they hadn't been in the Eastern Palace, with Zhang Fan's breath, they would have been unable to control themselves and whistled away.

Here, under Zhang Fan's suppression, they could barely control it.

"Report to the Lord of Dao of Donghua that my dragon clan has encountered major life and death. Please allow us to leave. I hope you will be merciful and be grateful."

Long Lingyu paid a great gift to worship, looked up at Zhang Fan under the magical power tree, and said loudly.

Since I heard this, I recognized the title of master and apprentice. Now that I am about to leave halfway, I naturally have to report to Zhang Fan and get the approval.

However, in Long Lingyu's eyes, in addition to being filled with anxiety and worries, there was also a strong sense of hope. The meaning of this is not to be found.

Zhang Fan smiled when he heard this. He had not yet understood the matter, so how could he express his opinion easily? Besides, the strange actions of Long Lingyu and the Dragon Clan had already made him feel that there might be something wrong with it, and he was just waiting for the other party to reveal it.

A magical power fruit condenses into a magical power of the dragon, which is enough to compensate the other party's kindness. How could Zhang Fan make such a light promise?

With a smile, Zhang Fan did not answer Long Lingyu's words immediately, but turned around, looked at Qingfeng Daojun, and said, "I dare to ask the ancestor, why are you so surprised by the call of Long Zhong?"

The sound of calling the dragon bell rang out before, and the gods, including Zhang Fan, understood the meaning of it immediately, but only Qingfeng Daojun reacted the most and suddenly suddenly rose, as if he was about himself.

"This...that..."

Qingfeng Daojun looked around and said for a while, and finally explained with a wry smile: "This is actually related to one of my little hobbies..."

"I have no weakness in my life, but I like the things in the cup."

"A good thing in the cup is a weakness?"

Zhang Fan glanced at him strangely, but did not interrupt him.

"I am good at drinking in my life, but I am naturally sensitive to alcohol. The better I am, the more obvious it is."

Qingfeng Daojun was a little hesitant, but what kind of people were around him at this time? He could tell the elegant meaning by hearing the string songs, and he understood his meaning a little.

"What does the ancestor mean?"

Zhang Fan's face immediately became a little strange. He subconsciously glanced at the drunk Taoist who was just as elegant as the cup. He was also stunned and could not believe his ears.

"Drunk after drinking..."

"A cup is poured..."

...

Qingfeng Daojun nodded helplessly, confirming everyone's guess.

Immediately, a contemptuous voice came to my ears: "You are so embarrassed to be 'Jiu' like this, or you are so embarrassed to say that you are 'Good things in the cup'?"

It's so sarcastic, so naturally the living fossil old rabbit is the only one.

It was him, whether it was Qingfeng Daojun, whether he was competing for cultivation, he was no match for others. He could only shake his head and smile bitterly and not care about it, and then said, "Ten years ago, it was my turn to guard the passages of the two realms to prevent the spirit immortals from entering Jiuzhou. He was careless... that... drank a small cup..."

"After sobering up, I found that there was a evil dragon who escaped from the Spirit Immortal Realm and came to the Jiuzhou world."

"slow"

Zhang Fan frowned slightly and interrupted, "There is only one evil dragon?"

As he said that, he looked up at the empty clear sky, as if he had some point.

"They're the ones"

Qingfeng Daojun followed Zhang Fan's gaze and naturally understood the meaning, saying, "That was what the forces in the Lingxian Realm later launched and entangled us, Jiuzhou Daojun, and then rushed out."

Immediately afterwards, he added: "Until now, I, the Lord of the Kyushu Huashen, is still entangled with a group of spiritual immortals, and it cannot be ended in a short time."

After hearing this, Zhang Fan suddenly realized that the "necidental dragon" mentioned by Qingfeng Daojun had no major connection with the Lingxian Realm's massive dispatch of Huashen Daojun to come, and both sides were not the same.

"Master, what do you mean is that this calling of dragon clock is related to that evil dragon?" Zhang Fan asked afterwards.

"This... I'm not sure, but I just thought of that evil dragon at the first time..."

Before Qingfeng Daojun finished speaking, a loud dragon roar suddenly covered his voice, and instantly overwhelmed the dragon roar gathered by a group of overseas dragon clans. The two were more like the firefly and the bright moon, and both sides were not on the same level at all.

"Uh~~It's that evil dragon"

Qingfeng Daojun opened his eyes wide, a little disbelief. As soon as he mentioned this villa, the other party roared, and the two of them seemed to have agreed.

"Well, that old man, it's so hateful to talk about people's weaknesses behind his back."

Accompanied by the loud dragon roar, a loud man's voice echoed in the sky.

Immediately afterwards, a dark cloud appeared in the clear sky. One of the huge dragon claws poked out, tearing the clouds apart, and its huge body poked out from the clouds. A pair of big dragon eyes stared down, and its eyes felt as if it had any substance to see Qingfeng Daojun.

I just said "Evil Dragon" and now I am in person. I think the previous words are heard by others. Poor Qingfeng Daojun is kind all his life, and now it is really a bit embarrassing.

"Crazy Dragon, defeated"

The Taoist corpse was glaring with his eyes, and shouted out the name of the evil dragon.

The defeat of the Crazy Dragon is one of the Jiaolong clan. It was also a great reputation in ancient times. It was adjacent to Qinzhou overseas. The Taoist of the Corpse has heard of this person.

"This evil dragon was the most aggressive overseas dragon clan back then, and it was even more than the Dragon King back then. It was said that it was invincible to fight the dragon clan, and it was often able to compete with the human race's Shintoshi."

"No one knows his real name except the older generation of the Dragon Clan. He only knows that when he challenged the human race to become the Lord of Shinto, he often claimed to have a lifelong invitation to fight, but he only hoped to lose, call himself defeat, and be called the Crazy Dragon."

Hearing the explanation of the corpse and Taoist, Zhang Fan thought about it in his mind and praised it: "Good name"

I have been inviting to fight all my life, but I hope that with these eight words alone, the name of the Crazy Dragon will not be in vain.

"In the past, the spiritual immortal world was formed, and all the elders of the Dragon Clan opposed joining it. Therefore, most of the Jiaolong clan remained in the human world. Only a few dragons that did not take the elders of the Dragon Clan seriously could they enter the spiritual immortal world."

"The mad dragon is defeated and is in the process of being in charge."

"It is said that he entered the Spirit Immortal Realm to fight all the immortals in order to break through, improve the dragon clan's **, and restore the heavenly power of the dragon clan in the ancient times."

"I don't know who was suppressed by a powerful man later. I didn't get out of trouble until a few days ago. It was a chance for me to be with me."

The Taoist Ziqi of the Taoist Ziqi opened the roots of the Crazy Dragon's defeat in a few words. He didn't care about the Crazy Dragon's defeat in person, but he still called it a sinful dragon.

I don’t know whether it was stimulated by what he said or influenced by the call of Long Zhong, but the Crazy Dragon Besieged in the sky, spread his body, roared with a huge sense of fighting, all over the world.

"It seems that this crazy dragon is here to want to fight Zhang?"

Zhang Fan shook his head and laughed. The previous defeat of the Mad Dragon was one of the dozens of gods above the Eastern Imperial Palace. He was not unfamiliar with his aura. According to what the Taoist of the Corpse God said, the other party's intention was self-evident.

"Maybe that's the case"

It would be fine if the Taoist corpse gave birth to laugh. Most of the news about the defeat of the Crazy Dragon was still known when he visited the Lingxian Realm during the last period. There was not much, and it would be fine if he finished speaking.

At this time, the crazy dragon no longer looked down at the bottom, but roared in the sky: "Which damn long insect loach dares to ring the dragon clock? If the old dragon sees it, it will definitely not be a stop~~~Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Immediately, as if I could no longer bear the torture of the bloodline, countless clouds gathered and were about to leave.

At this moment, his movements suddenly stopped, and Zhang Fan and others also made a whisper, and both sides looked in the same direction.

There, dozens of dragons came through the sky, and the current dragon was holding a fiery red dragon ball. The flames on it were as if they were spiritual, and naturally changed.

"not good"

Suddenly, Zhang Fan's expression changed drastically and he stood up.
Chapter completed!