"You want me to be your mount?

This is impossible!”

Ao Ling roared angrily, unable to accept the humiliation of becoming Mu Feng's mount.

"Then die!"

Mu Feng stopped talking nonsense, and suddenly exerted force with his right hand, pulling the dragon tendons out seven or eight meters, and the golden dragon blood surged out.

Ao Ling roared in pain, and the dragon's body twisted wildly, constantly swaying in the air. The huge dragon's face became distorted, looking hideous and terrifying.

Mu Feng looked cold, held the dragon tendons with both hands, and used force again. The dragon tendons were twitched for dozens of meters again. The dragon blood kept sprinkling in the air, and Ao Ling's roar became even more miserable.

Ao Ling was really scared and felt the strong shadow of death.

He knew that if Mu Feng continued to pull it like this, his dragon tendons would be completely pulled out, and he would have no choice but to die.

"Wait..." Ao Ling spoke quickly.

Mu Feng ignored Ao Ling at all, and instead used his hands more forcefully. He suddenly pulled out nearly a hundred meters of dragon tendons, causing Ao Ling's whole body to twitch.

"I am willing to be your mount, don't... don't slap..." Ao Ling immediately surrendered when he saw Mu Feng's attitude was so firm.

Although he is very arrogant, he is still afraid of death. Compared with life, dignity is sometimes worth mentioning.

Mu Feng stopped pulling the dragon tendons, but did not let go of the dragon tendons, and said lightly: "Now let go of your mind immediately. I need to plant a slave seal in your soul!"

Mu Feng was a little anxious. He didn't have enough time. He had to plant a slave seal on Ao Ling's soul as soon as possible before the time was exhausted.

Of course, although Mu Feng was anxious, his face was silent. He could not let Ao Ling see it, otherwise he would cause more trouble.

"Hurry up! Otherwise I will pull out all your dragon tendons now!"

Mu Feng said coldly.

Ao Ling nodded dejectedly, closed his eyes and slowly relaxed his mind.

Mu Feng's eyes flashed with a ray of splendor flashed through his right hand, and made a golden slave seal from the air, which was imprinted into Ao Ling's eyebrows, deep in his sea of ​​consciousness, and deep in his soul.

This slave seal is much stronger than Mu Feng usually used, because he is now branded with the power of laws in his body, so the slave seal he used also carries a trace of the aura of laws.

After Ao Ling was planted with a slave seal, his eyes showed a gentle look, and he couldn't help but feel surrender and fanaticism towards Mu Feng.

"Owner!"

Ao Ling's dark golden vertical pupils no longer had hatred or coldness, but were full of respect and taming.

The eyes are the window in the heart, and the changes in Ao Ling's eyes will not deceive people, which shows that Ao Ling did surrender to Mu Feng under the influence of the slave seal.

Mu Feng breathed a sigh of relief, let go of his hands holding Long Jin, and the red and golden light slowly faded away, and the red and golden patterns spread across the body continued to dissipate.

The huge aura in Mu Feng's body also dissipated quickly, and his face became pale and bloodless, and he almost fell down.

"Master! Are you okay?"

Ao Ling moved his dragon body gently, held Mu Feng, and then slowly landed in the hill not far away.

At this moment, Ao Ling's eyes flashed, and he had some guesses in his mind. He knew that Mu Feng suddenly became so strong, and he must have used some secret technique to force it up.

However, Ao Ling could not have any repentance because Mu Feng had planted a slave seal in his soul, so he was completely tamed by Mu Feng.

He will not have any negative emotions in anything related to Mu Feng.

"Take me back to Zhaowu City, you can solve the floods around Zhaowu City for me, and then release Zhao Su'er from the altar."

Mu Feng looked at Ao Ling and said in a deep voice.

"Abide by the order!"

Ao Ling did not dare to disobey Mu Feng, so he carried Mu Feng and soared into the sky. At the same time, he raised a strange dragon roar to the sky.

As soon as this sound came out, the eight dragons that had originally fled into the East China Sea broke through the sea and gathered in front of Ao Ling.

"My King, he..." As soon as the eight-headed dragon approached, they immediately noticed Mu Feng on Ao Ling's body. They all retreated in fear, and the dragon eyes looked at Mu Feng in fear.

They had completely seen Mu Feng's strength in Zhao Wucheng. Even Ao Lie was easily killed by him. Dragon King Ao Ling had to be forced to escape. They had long been unable to resist Mu Feng.

If it weren't for the Dragon King here, they would have already scattered birds and beasts and fled in a hurry.

"In the future, Mu Feng is my lord. Why don't you come to pay homage to my lord?"

Ao Ling said in a deep voice.

The eight-headed dragon was shocked and looked at Ao Ling in disbelief. They never expected that the king of their dragon clan would surrender to humans and be willing to become slaves.

"My King! This..." A dragon was about to object, but was immediately knocked back by Ao Ling's claws and fell to the ground.

"No objection! Since I am your king, you must listen to me. If anyone does not recognize my lord, then don't blame me for being rude!"

Ao Ling looked down at the other dragons, and exuded a strong pressure on his body, which immediately shocked the dragons on the spot.

"My king! We understand!"

All the eight dragons lay on the ground and surrendered to Ao Ling's pressure, which also means that they recognized Mu Feng as Ao Ling and the master of their Jiaolong clan.

Mu Feng sat on Ao Ling's dragon head, holding the dragon horn with both hands, barely stabilizing his body so as not to reveal the fact that he is very weak now.

He is really too weak now, otherwise, with the assistance of Ao Ling, he would also plant the remaining eight dragons with the help of him.

Unfortunately, he is powerless at the moment! "Let's go! Follow me back to Zhaowucheng!"

After Ao Ling finished speaking, he soared into the sky and rushed towards Zhao Wucheng. Although the eight-headed dragon was reluctant, he did not dare to disobey Ao Ling's orders.

At this moment, there were ruins in Zhaowu City, broken walls and broken.

After Zhao Li, Zhao Lin and others captured Gu Ling and Gu Zhilan, they arranged personnel to stabilize the situation in the city and began to save people.

This time, Zhao Wucheng suffered heavy losses. Nearly two-thirds of the buildings in the city collapsed, with more than half of the casualties and piled up into mountains in the city, which looked very miserable.

Zhao Li is worthy of being the head of the Zhao family. He soon organized the survivors in the city and began to search and rescue.

Zhao Li also tried to rescue Zhao Su'er in the altar, but all failed. There was a very powerful force on the surface of the altar.

Anyone or thing that wants to be unfavorable to the altar will inspire the power in the altar to protect the altar from being destroyed.

At the beginning, Mu Feng was almost severely injured by the power of the altar, and finally missed the opportunity to save Zhao Suer.

Therefore, Zhao Li had no choice but to save the others in Zhao Wucheng first.
Chapter completed!