"Dragon scales?"

The young man from the upper realm frowned and said in surprise: "Those with dragon bloodline have dragon scales just now. The worst is to break off the scales and transform into a dragon, like Ye Chen, the son of Ye Chuyue, where did her dragon scales come from?

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"The dragon scales are more beautiful than Ye Chen's, and the dragon aura must be more pure."

The woman behind the curtain half-squinted her eyes, "It's not an exaggeration to say that he is a descendant of the dragon clan."

Yu Zun stared at the figure in the battlefield and murmured to himself: "The Longyin Clan must have hidden secrets."

At this moment, someone was making trouble on the distant Longyin Island.

The second prince, Long Zaitian, took several veterans who supported him and walked directly into the Jiuchong Palace, forcefully forcing Long Zu to establish another prince.

Longzu held Xiaobao's hand and stood on a high position above the ivory stairs, looking at the menacing Long Zaitian and others with cold eyes.

The Dragon Clan veteran nodded and clasped his fists: "Lord Ancestor Dragon, there is a prince. There has been a vacancy for ninety thousand years. Our clan cannot be without a prince anymore. I heard that the lamp of the prince's soul has become dim and there are signs of extinguishing and falling into death. Although I know that

Dragon Ancestor misses his beloved son very much, but for the sake of Longyin’s overall situation, a new crown prince is needed.”

Xiaobao followed Long Ancestor and looked at Long Ancestor's hand holding her tightly, his bright and clear eyes full of joy.

In the past few days, Long Zu would take him with him wherever he went.

It was as if he was a porcelain doll that could break at the touch of a touch, for fear of being deceived by outsiders.

If it wasn't a bit inappropriate, Longzu would have loved to tie him on his waistband as a tassel pendant, which made the young dragon cubs of Long Hao's generation red-eyed with envy.

"The lamp of destiny is still there and the prince is not dead. How can we establish the prince again?"

Dragon Ancestor's face was expressionless, his expression was stern, and although his words were gentle, he faintly revealed the thunderous aura of being calm and self-confident!

"The lamp of life is weak, it is the time of death."

Long Zaitian knelt down on one knee, with a face full of sorrow: "Father, the dragon clan's life lamp will not be extinguished immediately even if it dies. The so-called weak may mean that you have passed away. Father, you love your brother and cannot accept this fact, but you can't accept this fact.

We should think about the people of Longyin Island. If my father is unwilling to admit that the prince's life lamp is weak, he might as well show us his life lamp."

Long Zaitian and a group of dragon clan veterans concluded that Long Zu did not dare to take out the life lamp, because the signs of weakness were conclusive. In the face of the established facts, even Long Zu could not argue, let alone make a comeback.

Long Zu's eyes darkened, and he had no choice but to take out the prince's life lamp.

He had already planned to quietly use the flame of his own life lamp to graft onto the prince's life lamp.

Prince Long Wuhan's life lamp was suspended in the air, flickering on and off, like a candle that was about to be extinguished by the wind.

When the dragon in the sky saw this, his eyes were full of ecstasy.

The veterans of the island looked at each other quietly, and they all seemed confident and sure of everything.

But they saw Long Zaitian and the old ministers kneeling neatly in front of Long Zu. They had already discussed it and shouted in unison: "Please also ask Long Zu to establish a new crown prince for my island."

Long Zu remained silent, a ray of spiritual power integrated into his life lamp.

Just when he was about to graft the flame of the life lamp calmly in front of everyone, there was a loud bang, and the weak flame of the life lamp suddenly became strong, and an unprovoked hurricane blew up in the ancient and magnificent Jiuzhong Palace, turning the gorgeous

The glorious doors and windows were opened.

The golden sacred flame of the life lamp seemed to be filled with vigorous vitality and burning vigorously.

Long Zaitian and the veterans looked at him in disbelief.

The lamp of life is already weak, how can it be rekindled?

When Long Zu saw this, his eyes flashed, and many thoughts flashed through his mind.

Could it be that child who inspired the dragon bloodline?

But the dragon bloodline desecrated by hyena blood cannot be awakened overnight. All we can say is...

She encountered danger, and regardless of the safety of her martial body, she forcibly brought up the dragon bloodline.

If this is the case, even if they are far apart, as a father, he will still have blood connections.

But apart from the change of the life lamp, in this vast world, he didn't even have the slightest sense of aura.

It can only be said that Ye Chuyue's battlefield was sealed by some kind of heavenly restriction!

Long Zu lowered his eyes, with a hint of sadness between his brows.

At the moment when the flames of the life lamp were fierce and strong, Chu Yue, who was on the battlefield in the Imperial City tomorrow night, had dozens of dragon scales on his neck and limbs.

In the afterglow of the setting sun, the dragon scales reflected are more beautiful than gems.

Looking from a distance, she was wearing a red dress and sparkling with crystal dreamy light.

Like a god descending from the sky, like a fairy straying into the mortal world.

Chu Yue's right fist burst out with a powerful demonic aura, hitting Chen Bufan's face and breaking the bridge of Chen Bufan's nose.

Chen Bufan flew upside down like a kite with its string cut off. Before his body fell to the ground, he saw Chu Yue stepping on Shunpo and appearing next to Chen Bufan in the blink of an eye.

Chu Yue's left hand was covered with dragon scales, and the shining purple light suddenly became a light blade, piercing into Chen Bufan's abdominal cavity and shattering the Dantian in his belly.

At the same time, Bianhuahua is trying its best to absorb the breath of Chen Bufan's dantian, turning it into boundless magic power, and then taking it for herself.

Only when his Dantian was exhausted to the point where there was no trace of martial arts breath left, did Chu Yue take out the bloody dragon scale light blade from his abdomen.

There was a "click" sound.

Chu Yue opened the dragon scale light blade with her left hand, and it turned into a fan that gradually opened.

The blood-stained light fan circulates the flickering light, reflecting the evening sky, which is unbelievably beautiful.

"Zongzhu Chen."

Chu Yue stepped on Chen Bufan's face, gently shook the bloody fan, and smiled cruelly and coldly: "I hate disobedient patients the most."

Chen Bufan vomited blood, and the heartbreaking pain and humiliation made him almost collapse.

What shocked him even more was that the terrifying power that Ye Chuyue just erupted was not something that a mortal should have.

Like...

The breath of dragons and demons.

How could a mortal in the lower world have such a terrifying aura?

Chen Bufan was puzzled.

She is just a martial artist!

The ant-like Wuzong realm!

Chu Yue's eyes were even more murderous, but she showed mercy to Chen Bufan.

Chen Nian has suffered so much human suffering.

In comparison, what does Chen Bufan’s suffering mean?

He should stay and regret for half his life and suffer until death.

I have to live in the torment of endless regret and a life worse than death every day for the rest of my life, and spend every moment repenting to no avail for my past sins.

At this moment, the battle situation was as dead as a pin drop, and countless eyes looked at the same figure in disbelief.

Wuzong Realm, hunting and killing the leader of a sect outside the territory.

Such a ridiculous thing actually happened under their noses.
Chapter completed!