He was a descendant of Chinese in his previous life, and the legendary descendant of the dragon. Chen Pan had an infinite favorable impression of the so-called dragon clan... Even when he first started practicing, he knew that the dragon clan might be hostile races with the human clan and the barbarian clan, and it did not affect Chen Pan's expectations for this race.

Unfortunately, after knowing about the fact that it took millions of years, Chen Pan began to be disappointed with this race.

It is undeniable that the dragon clan is very strong, and it can even be described as unparalleled in the world, but this makes the dragon clan arrogant and arrogant and does not set a good example.

Especially the situation a million years ago, the catastrophe of alien races was about to come. Emperor Xuanyuan, as the supreme body, lowered his figure and made peace with the dragon clan, hoping to survive the catastrophe, but was rejected.

There are no special requirements such as surrender, nor are there any harsh requirements for the Dragon Clan to do anything, but just hope to stop the war. The emperor of the entire ancient continent was not taken seriously, which shows how arrogant the Dragon Clan is.

Millennium years later, the catastrophe is coming again. The dragon clan does not think of Emperor Xuanyuan's compassion, and actually wants the old story to be repeated.

This mentality of completely disregarding the overall situation made Chen Pan extremely angry and no longer wanted to show any mercy.

The Yuanshen Dao Sword was sacrificed and prepared to kill the dragon.

This magic weapon condensed by the Order Golden Needle is so sharp that it is indescribable that there is no one to block it yet.

The giant, with a body of millions of feet, raised the divine sword in his hand. The sunlight drew dazzlingly, as if he was a god who was practicing the way for heaven.

"No!" someone exclaimed, his voice hoarse, as if rusty iron was rubbing. A peerless woman fell from the air and knelt directly on the sea.

Moon Tathagata has arrived.

After Chen Pan left that day, Yue Ru thought that the plan had been seen through, and it would be meaningless to continue to stay there. She also had to worry about being killed by the people from Dongji Xuanzhou, and finally decided to let the army return to Long Territory Sea first.

Although the two dragon kings were taken away, they still had the strength of a saint at the peak of their realm, which was enough to suppress the army.

After the Azure Dragon King recovered almost, Yue Ru always felt something was wrong. It was true that there were thirty-three giant dragons and the most powerful Golden Dragon King, but Chen Pan gave her a terrible feeling.

It is easy to destroy the Purple Dragon King among the billions of troops. Moreover, this man is familiar with him. He seems to be an indestructible monster. No matter how dangerous the situation is, he can always create miracles.

After thinking about it, Yueru finally asked the two Dragon Kings to lead the army back and came to Kunpeng Island himself.

The strength difference is too big, and it took more than a month to arrive.

Before she could breathe, the situation in front of her had already broken her heart. Thirty-three emperors were lying on the sea dyingly. Chen Pan seemed to have the executioner sent by the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth to raise the butcher knife.

I didn't care about anything at the moment. I exclaimed and knelt down directly.

"No, please, Chen Pan, don't kill them, please!" Yue Ru's tears were heard, speechless, and her already hoarse voice seemed to be ringing a gong.

Song Zhe was pitying for the fragrance and jade, and immediately frowned. He wanted to speak, but in the end he still didn't say anything.

"Senior Yueru!" Chen Pan shouted, but he didn't know what to say.

"Chen Pan, don't, really don't. Let them go, they are my only relatives. Without them, I can't live. For the sake of my help, don't kill them, please!"

Yue Ru kept begging and cried slowly towards Chen Pan.

"Chen Pan, let them go, I agree to whatever request is required! Even if you are a slave or a servant! They have been seriously injured and the Dragon Ball has been lost. Even the saints at the peak of their realm may not be able to beat them. They will not make any progress in the future, and they will not be able to threaten the ancient continent."

Yueru is very familiar with the dragon clan. When she sees this situation, she knows that the Dragon Ball is probably taken away by Chen Pan like the Purple Dragon King.

"I promise that after taking them to the Dragon Territory Sea, I will never let them come out again."

Chen Pan sighed softly: "I asked Chai Xiu to tell you that I hope you can dissuade them from starting a war. I also said that I am not afraid of them, but the army in another world is approaching, so there is no need to increase casualties."

Yue Ru nodded hurriedly: "I have, I have, I have, I said, but... Chen Pan, you have won, don't kill them all. I helped you back then, so you will give me some affection. Please!"

After saying that, he kept kowtowing, looking extremely humble.

Chen Pan felt extremely moved in his heart. Yueru has always been a kind of gentle and quiet appearance, the kind of strange women in the world. Now, in the face of family affection, he is not spared. He has abandoned any dignity and arrogance, and he just hopes that he can let these dragon clans go.

After thinking for a while, I finally sighed: "I can't kill them today, but I can't let them go! You believe in your promises, but you don't believe they will obey you. The catastrophe of the ancient continent is approaching, and I can't let this unstable factor exist."

"I am not as good as Emperor Xuanyuan, but I can also set up a large formation to suppress them for thousands of years. Are you willing!"

"I'm willing!" Yueru nodded constantly. She had no interest in the so-called imperial hegemony, and only hoped to live with her relatives.

If you have waited for millions of years, how can you care about the millennium?

"Do you have anything to say?" Chen Pan asked the others again.

Zhou Tianming and others had no objection, Huangfu Xuanbo nodded: "It's so good!" He was already moving closer to Emperor Xuanyuan, and he felt that he would not kill him.

Zhao Lei shrugged: "It doesn't matter if you suppress me, but you have lost my Kunpeng Island, hurry up and get it back for me!"

At that time, he didn't know what Chen Pan wanted to do or to withdraw the army as he wanted, but he didn't expect that this guy would sink his Kunpeng Island to shock others. If it weren't for his brothers, Zhao Lei would really leave the dragon clans and chop them up directly.

"A small matter!" Chen Pan activated the Zhoutian Star Dou array to cover all directions. The water path pattern flashed, separating the sea surface. The earth path pattern emitted dazzling light, and the entire seabed roared loudly, like a chariot driving by.

After a moment, a huge island slowly rose up.

According to the law, islands rose from the sea. After a long time, Kunpeng Island reappeared in front of you, but it was bare.

Chen Pan condensed the Taoist patterns and laid a large array. A huge stone rose in the middle of the island, revealing the sea area below. Thirty-four giant dragons were collected by him with his magical powers, and then put the stone down, as if they were seamless.

After a thousand years, this formation will lose its effect and the dragon clan will be able to escape, provided that the entire world has survived the so-called great catastrophe in the end.

After doing all this, not long after, a shocking roar was heard, and a huge figure flew from afar. The breath was powerful, but it was in chaos. It was the White Tiger King.

It was naturally a fierce battle there. He was very injured, but his huge mouth was filled with a head, which was the Great Sage of Qilin.
Chapter completed!