The formation opened and swept through most of the spiritual energy around it.

Qingyi and others were worried that they would cause a big disaster, so they ran away as soon as they changed, leaving only Bai Xia looking at the formation in a daze.

The white light shot out around, quickly covering the entire formation. Bai Xia's eyes were so painful that they were stabbed, but she refused to let go of her gaze.

Fortunately, soon, the light disappeared, the decaying formation seemed to have regained its brilliance, and the blurred patterns on it became clear.

Bai Xia looked up and happened to meet Sang Ying's eyes.

Both of them were stunned, as if they didn't expect to see each other. Bai Xia's reaction was even greater. When he saw an outsider for the first time, he also clearly smelled the aura that was not a dragon clan on Sang Ying's body.

He quickly retreated, and his sharp claws appeared in an instant: "Who are you? Why did you appear here? Trespassing into the Dragon Clan is a serious crime. You'd better leave immediately, otherwise I'll call someone!"

The first time a boy encountered such a thing was that although he was a dragon clan, he was still young, and the two people in front of him were clearly powerful and could not match Bai Xia.

Bai Xia was a little scared, he was worried that he might not see the sun tomorrow.

Sang Ying's mood was completely different from that of him at the moment. She had already seen the white dragon horn on the boy's forehead as early as the beginning of meeting.

Because she stayed in the illusion for so long, Sang Ying knew very well that those who had such dragon horns must be from the White Dragon Clan.

She and Jiang Zhuoxue stepped out of the formation and walked slowly towards the boy. Just as she was about to say something to relieve each other's emotions, the boy waved his claws wildly in panic.

Fearing that Sang Ying would be injured, Jiang Zhuoxue carefully pulled her back, turned her head and let out a low voice at the boy.

"Are the dragon clans so rude nowadays? It's fine if there are guests who don't welcome them, but why is the attitude so bad that it makes people angry." Jiang Zhuoxue released the aura of the dragon and protected Sang Ying firmly.

Behind him.

It was only at this time that Bai Xia discovered that there was actually a dragon clan among the two intruders.

He immediately said strangely: "Since you are also a dragon clan, why don't you take your friends into our door well? If you use such inconspicuous means, aren't you afraid of being treated as an invader?"

Bai Xia's claws were still standing in front of the fierceness, and he did not relax his vigilance because the other party was also a dragon clan.

Jiang Zhuoxue laughed when he heard this: "Of course, this is because I am an expelled dragon, so I can only use these incompetent means."

Bai Xia's eyes widened. He remembered that in the entire history of the dragon clan, there was only one expelled, that is...

"You are that magic dragon!" Bai Xia screamed in shock.

Jiang Zhuoxue smiled but said nothing, but this attitude made Bai Xia even more sure.

This time he couldn't stand any longer, Bai Xia's head turned into a dragon's shape and spitted a sip of water at the two of them.

Although this attack was almost the same as tickling the two, Jiang Zhuoxue subconsciously raised his sleeves to help Sang Ying block it.

When they looked up again, Bai Xia had already run away, but his screams were still echoing in their ears: "The Demon Dragon is back, the Demon Dragon is back! The Demon Dragon takes him

Accomplice, come back to take revenge!”

The white dragon flew very quickly like a kite and quickly passed the message.

The patrol team nearby immediately noticed the abnormality here, and Bai Xia also immediately fell in front of them when she saw the patrol team: "In front, the altar. The demon dragon is back!"

Listening to Bai Xia's gasping sound, the two dragon tribes in the leaders looked at each other with strange expressions, and immediately ordered one person to send the news back to the camp.

"You two are watching this child here, and the rest follow me and go and meet this magic dragon!" With the command of the leader, more than a dozen dragon tribes immediately followed his pace.

When the team was far away and the young dragon warrior who was ordered to stay and take care of the child touched Bai Xia's head and asked, "How did you see the demon dragon? And did he hurt your dragon horns?

?”

Bai Xia was stunned, but shook her head frankly: "He didn't hurt me, it was someone else's injury."

The soldier's expression changed slightly when he heard this. He and his companions gave a wink, and the two quickly turned the topic to something else.

The horns of young dragons are very important, and the dragon clan is a race that attaches great importance to offspring. No adult dragon clan will do anything to hurt the cubs. Those who can cut through the horns of young dragons are probably the same children as him.

The two soldiers silently kept this in mind, intending to inform the clan leader when they had a chance later.

On the other hand, the patriarchs who were discussing the deployment of the station tomorrow in the camp were still quarreling about the warriors who went to take the lead.

As the young master, Bai Niancho sat upright on the side, looking at the dispute between the young master of the Qinglong clan and the Golden Dragon clan with guns and sticks, and felt impatient.

Before, he was the one who rushed to the forefront with the White Dragon clan warriors, but now he just proposed that all races take turns to take the lead. The other three races immediately tear their faces apart, which is really disgusting.

The tent was quarreling fiercely, and the patrol soldiers suddenly broke in at this time.

At this moment, Qingshou was already angry because he could not argue with the old man, the Golden Dragon Clan, who was overwhelming with his identity. The warrior who suddenly broke in happened to hit the gun, causing Qingshou to catch it for a while and scold him.

"We clan leader and young master are discussing matters together. You broke in without even a notice. Are there any rules?!"

As soon as the last word "rules" was released, the head of the Golden Dragon clan raised his eyelids and glanced at Qingshou.

The warrior who came to report was very helpless, and finally the patriarch of the Red Dragon clan stood up and said, "Okay, he is so anxious that he must have something to say. You have scolded someone, so let everyone be fine."

Let's finish the words."

After Hong Yan finished speaking, he also winked at the warrior and signaled the other party to finish speaking and retreat.

The warrior was very grateful. He was originally from the Qinglong clan, but he didn't expect that he would be taught a lesson by his young master.

"Report to all the patriarchs, young masters, there is a young man from the White Dragon Clan outside that he saw the exiled demon dragon at the abandoned altar formation nearby." The warrior spoke quickly.

As soon as these words were spoken, the expressions of the people present suddenly changed.

Qingshou wanted to continue asking questions, but Bai Niancho, who had said nothing before, suddenly stood up: "Who did you just say that boy saw?"

The warrior was so breathless that he was under the pressure of the young war god: "It's the one who was exiled...the demon dragon!"

Qingshou saw the soldier looking uncomfortable and felt that Bai Niancho was slapping himself in the face in person. He angrily said, "Bai Niancho, you..."

Before he could finish his words, the curtain of the tent was suddenly lifted.

Bai Nianchou directly turned into a white dragon and chased after Jiang Zhuxue's breath.


Chapter completed!