A rough voice appeared.

"You bitch, if I hadn't been trapped, I would have pinned you down long ago, making you unable to survive or die."

Um?

Everyone took a closer look and saw that the black dragon that was originally locked disappeared and was replaced by an old man with gray hair, who was also locked by iron chains.

Although he is an old man with a messy head, his body and muscles are extremely developed. He is like a macho man who exercises regularly. Almost every muscle is extremely explosive.

He was standing with bare feet, wearing a pair of tattered shorts.

He was supposed to be a slovenly old man, but now everyone looked at him and felt that he had the demeanor of the most fashionable old man, Wang Deshun.

A real dragon turned into a human body?

Many people who had escaped couldn't help but stop and look at the old man.

"Are you that dragon?" Huarong asked in surprise.

"That's right."

The old man snorted: "Your weapon is good, and it has a certain suppressive effect on my aura, but don't think that I will be afraid of you. As long as you get close, I can kill you, a little girl."

"Besides, if it weren't for this ten thousand-year-old cold iron, you would be dead."

Huarong frowned and said: "Ten thousand years of cold iron? No wonder it can trap a dragon."

"Yes, that pervert put a lot of thought into imprisoning me here."

"Which pervert?"

"Sujiu."

"Who is Su Jiu?"

"It has nothing to do with you."

Hua Rong was immediately speechless.

The old man seemed to see Huarong's doubts, so he said: "What? You don't believe what I said? Then go back and read more books. I have been trapped here for I don't know how many years, but the things I did back then were sensational.

In the monastic world, there will definitely be records in history."

"Go and look it up. There must be my name, Aotian Dragon King."

"Aotian Dragon King?" Yun Yi heard the old man's words, but couldn't help but whisper: "His surname is not Long, but Aotian, right?"

"how do you know?"

Yun Yi's voice was not loud, but the old man had obviously heard it, so he said to Yun Yi: "I, Long Aotian, didn't expect that a little kid like you would be so knowledgeable at such a young age."

Yun Yi is ashamed.

The names Long Aotian, Zhao Ritian, and Zhao Liangchen are all familiar to you, right?

Although as a dragon, it is understandable to be arrogant, but he never expected that he would actually have the name Long Aotian.

At that moment, Yun Yi had to say: "Senior, don't get me wrong, I don't know you, it's just that your name is too domineering, I just guessed it casually."

"Yeah?"

Long Aotian paused and laughed and said: "That's natural. I was so majestic back then. Sometimes I even feel that this name is not worthy of my domineering power."

As he said that, Long Aotian sighed again and said: "I just never thought that after all these years, a little girl would use a small scimitar to show me the human body that I have cultivated."

"This is a moon wheel, not a scimitar." Hua Rong said with a suppressed face.

"In my eyes, it's just a small scimitar."

Long Aotian had no intention of giving face to Hua Rong, and then continued to say to Yun Yi: "Boy, you can actually summon the Long Yuan Sword. Are you a descendant of the Su family?"

"Um?"

Yun Yi was shocked.

In the past, he would have thought this was ridiculous, but when he passed on Su Xingchen's memory, Su Xingchen said that he was his descendant and had his bloodline.
Chapter completed!