"Bai Nianqiu, you are too bullying!"

Qingshou looked at the other party's figure leaving, gritting his teeth in his heart with hatred.

Hong Yan looked at Jin Man. The man who finally took over the burden from his father not long ago, and the successor to the patriarch had a good relationship with him.

The two of them tacitly did not alarm anyone.

Seeing that Qingshou's anger was completely unstoppable, Hong Yan continued to persuade: "Young Master, don't be angry, I am the temper of a vengeance. You also know that he has been tracing the whereabouts of Longyuan Sword for so many years.

Soon after finally learning that Longyuan Sword would return to the upper realm with the demon dragon, of course he couldn't wait."

Jin Man nodded, "Yes, yes, after all, every god of war has defeated the demon clan with the Dragon Abyss sword. People have been guarding the battlefield of gods and demons for so many years, but they have never had a handy weapon. This is not

I've been waiting for too long."

Hong Yan turned around and glared at his old friend. This man knew that Qingshou and the young Qinglong tribe could not listen to the word "God of War", but he kept holding it.

It would be fine if you don’t help persuade me, but why would you add fuel to the fire?

Qingshou, who heard Jin Man's words, had already dissipated a lot of anger and filled his chest again.

He looked at the patrol warrior with a gloomy face: "What are you doing kneeling here? Why don't you lead the way?"

Seeing this, Jin Man behind Qingshou sneered. With his attitude towards his own tribe, there would be ghosts in the future four dragon tribes who could listen to him.

Bai Niancho didn't know how angry Qingshou was caused by his sudden departure.

He just sniffed the smell of the demons and chased him all the way. It was the time for Bai Nianqi to come.

At this time, the patrol team had just surrounded Sang Ying and Jiang Zhuoxue, who had not yet had time to walk out of the altar, and the eyes of the two were looking at the two invaders.

The leader pointed at Jiang Zhuoxue with a sharp weapon in his hand: "Demon Dragon, have you been exiled to the lower realm? What do you want to do when you come back?"

"I can't talk much to you about what I do, but I won't do anything that harms the dragon clan." Even though the dragon clan was surrounded, Jiang Zhuoxue did not dare to reveal anything about Long Yuan before meeting someone who was truly trustworthy.

The matter of sword.

Seeing this, Sang Ying understood the Dragon Clan's attitude towards Jiang Zhuoxue. Since the other party did not expose the Longyuan Sword, Sang Ying also chose to keep silent.

But the leader did not believe what an exiled person said: "An existence abandoned by a tribe suddenly returned with an abnormal method one day, and there was a suspicious human race around him. Do you think I'm easy to cheat?"

To be honest, if the leader hadn't seen that Sang Ying's aura was pure and with a strong golden light of merit, he would have attacked the two of them as soon as they met.

"Demon Dragon, I will give you two choices now. Either tell the reason and surrender. We will judge the truth or falsehood of what you said and decide your attitude towards you next. Or you will leave as you come. Otherwise,

Don't blame us for being rude to you." The leader spoke out in a blunt manner.

But Jiang Zhuoxue still insisted on his original view: "We are here to deliver things. Once the things are delivered, we will leave. There is no need for you to rush."

"Okay, then give me the thing. After I see it, as long as it is safe and accurate, I will hand it over to the people you want to send it." Now an accident has occurred in the battlefield of gods and demons, and several major dragon tribes have been moved to the gods.

There are many cubs from the dragon clan and tens of thousands of dragon eggs without broken shells on the plains near the magic battlefield.

Since the leader has shouldered the safety of everyone, he is not afraid to take it lightly. At such a critical moment, any slight abnormal movement will arouse his alertness, not to mention that Jiang Zhuoxue, who was trained by the Black Dragon Clan and the Demon Clan, wants to destroy the Dragon Clan

The existence.

"I'm sorry, we know that this is your duty, but we can't hand over this thing to you." Sang Ying had to stand up and speak, "If you can find the leader of the White Dragon Clan, I can put this one in it."

I will give you the important things on the spot. I will do what I say."

Sang Ying, like Jiang Zhuoxue, doesn't trust others very much, but she believes in Bai Qinglong's memory and also believes in the old patriarch Bai who has been with her for many years in the illusion.

The leader frowned slightly, and he looked at the deputy leader. The two whispered for a while but rejected Sang Ying's proposal: "You are not qualified to make a request, you can only make a choice in those two ways!"

Sang Ying was helpless, and Jiang Zhuoxue began to get impatient: "Don't worry about them, I can feel a few powerful auras not far away. I stop them, just rush in."

After saying this, Jiang Zhuoxue did not give Sang Ying any chance to stop him, and instantly turned into a god-turned black dragon rushed towards the warriors.

He successfully disrupted the encirclement and won Sang Ying the opportunity to escape.

Sang Ying looked at him deeply, but knew that he could not help him now. In the battle between the dragon clan, a weak god-transforming monk could not get involved.

She followed the trend and rushed out of the siege of these soldiers. One of them immediately chased her in the direction when he saw Sang Ying was about to escape. But faster than the other party was the tail swept over Jiang Zhuoxue.

The adult demon dragon is stronger than ten thousand years ago, and these carefully selected warriors are no match for him at all.

Sang Ying felt the powerful pressure around her. Suddenly, a breath that made her feel familiar inexplicably rushed into her spiritual range.

She suddenly looked up and saw a white dragon lowering its body and flew low above Sang Ying's head.

Sang Ying turned her head to see that the sharp sword tip had pressed against her throat.

"You are a human race, why did you break into our dragon race?" The young man had a pair of eyebrows and eyes that were very similar to Bai Qinglong, but his aura was much sharper than Bai Qinglong.

Jiang Zhuoxue on the other side also quickly ended the battle and immediately followed Sang Ying.

Seeing someone holding a look against Sang Ying, it seemed that she was about to end her life, Jiang Zhuoxue could only shout at a loss: "Bai Nianqiu, stop!"

"Your surname is Bai, are you from the White Dragon Clan?"

"Demon Dragon, you are finally back!"

Sang Ying and Bai Nianchou spoke at the same time, but their attitudes were completely different.

Bai Nianchou heard Sang Ying’s question and turned his head to look over with sharp eyes: “So what if I am from the White Dragon Clan? Why are you alone in the human race mixed with a demon dragon?”

Just as Sang Ying felt that Bai Niancho looked familiar, Bai Niancho also felt a familiar smell on Sang Ying's body.

"These are not important, I'm here to deliver it today..."

"Young Master Bai!" The injured leader also chased after him with his men and interrupted Sang Ying's words before he finished speaking. "Young Master Bai stopped them, they will be detrimental to the Dragon Clan!"

Upon hearing this, Bai Nianchou looked at Sang Ying and Jiang Zhuoxue's eyes, which also brought danger.

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