"court death"
A shocking roar was like a thunder explosion, and the whole world was trembling because of this sound.
In one world, an old man sat cross-legged in the hall. His roar directly shocked the hall into nothingness.
Outside the hall are endless mountains, among which the black air is entangled, and in the thousands of ravines, pairs of huge eyes are opened because of this roar.
They were giant dragons hiding in the darkness. They were originally practicing, but they were awakened by this roar.
"Boom..."
Giant dragons flew from all directions, their bodies covering the sky and the sun, huge and unparalleled, and their breath oppressed all the ways.
"Master, what happened?"
These giant dragons rushed over from all directions, and they were all immortal strongmen. The most important thing is that they are both immortal strongmen, but their aura is dozens of times stronger than the aura of ordinary immortal strongmen.
"Damn it, a human boy, kill my son Amano." The old man known as the patriarch roared.
"What?"
These dragons were shocked and angry.
"How is this possible? Isn't Young Master Amano's soul restriction in you? When he faces the threat of death, his magical power will be automatically triggered. The power of that blow will definitely have half of your power.
Not to mention him, a human boy, even a saint of the human race may not be able to resist it." A dark dark dragon couldn't help but say.
"This human boy is carrying the magical powers of the True Dragon Clan and has a certain understanding of our Nether Dragon Clan.
He actually tore off Amano's anti-scaling without touching the perception of the negative scale. In this way, my attack could not be released at all. Damn it!
Damn human race, they must pay the price for their stupid behavior. I want to let the tribe pay the blood debt.
Immediately assemble all the strong men, and immediately dispatch them to flatten his sect and kill all the people of his family." The leader of the Nether Dragon clan shouted angrily.
"Clan leader, please calm down. We naturally want to avenge Young Master Amano, but let's first inquire about the details and forces behind the person who killed the Young Master." An immortal strong man from the Nether Dragon clan said.
"Bastard, I care about his background and what power he has behind him. I want his entire sect and the entire race to bury my son." The leader of the Minglong clan was furious.
"Clan leader, you misunderstood what I mean. Who is our Nether Dragon clan afraid of? If they dare to kill the Young Master, they must let them die without a place to bury them.
What I mean, first investigate his background, and all the sects, relatives, and friends related to him, we will kill them all.
Before we act, we must know where they are. If these people are scattered, we need to consider multi-line combat.
Otherwise, only his family and sect will be destroyed, and other people who have connections will flee when they hear the news. Then we want to find them, it is like looking for a needle in a haystack." The immortal strong man of the Nether Dragon clan said hurriedly.
Hearing this, the anger on the face of the patriarch of the Nether Dragon clan calmed down a little, and nodded and said:
"You are still calm enough. You are right. You can't let them run away. Isn't there a saying in the human race that implicates the Nine Clans? Humph, I want to kill all those who have something to do with him.
The humble human race dares to kill my great genius of the Nether Dragon clan. I want the whole world to know what fear is."
"I've met the respected clan leader."
After a while, two old men wearing black robes and dragon head patterns on their chests walked in and knelt down to salute the patriarch of the Minglong clan.
These two people are guest officials of the Minglong clan. To put it bluntly, they are lackeys of the Minglong clan, responsible for contacting all matters about Ming Haotian.
As a saint, the leader of the Nether Dragon clan did not dare to leave his world, so he needed to understand the outside world through the human race and deal with external affairs.
There are needs and demands, so countless human races knelt outside in line. The two old men have reached an immortal level of cultivation, are shirkable, versatile, and know how to observe their words and expressions, so they have won the favor of the dragon race and become dogs wearing "dragon skins".
"I'll ask you, does the human race have a guy named Long Sanye?" The patriarch of the Nether Dragon clan shouted sternly.
"Is Master Long San? I haven't heard of it before!" The old man was confused.
"I haven't even heard of this, what's the use of this saint?" The leader of the Nether Dragon clan was furious.
"puff"
The leader of the Nether Dragon clan clawed in the air, and the old man didn't even have a chance to resist. His body burst into pieces in an instant, and blood splattered the old man next to him.
The old man next to him was so scared that he was out of his mind. The Nether Dragon clan was too cruel and he would kill people if he said he would kill. No matter what, they were loyal to the Nether Dragon clan, but they did not expect that death would come as soon as it came.
"I ask you, do you know that there is a young man named Long Sanye, who is, don't tell me, you don't know either." The patriarch of the Minglong clan looked at another old man with a gloomy face.
The old man was frightened and trembled all over. He knew that if he couldn't answer, he would immediately reincarnate with his companions, so his mind was working hard.
"Third Master Long is right, and Master Long is right, young man..." the old man kept muttering.
The head of the Nether Dragon clan felt impatient on his face, and his big hand suddenly raised. The old man screamed in fear and said in a crying voice:
"I know, I know who he is..."
"Who is it? Tell me quickly?" The patriarch of the Minglong clan shouted coldly.
"He is...he is...a very powerful young man..." In fact, the old man had not yet remembered who it was, and he was desperately delaying time.
"Dare to be perfunctory to me, and seek death!" The leader of the Nether Dragon clan was furious and rushed straight to the old man to catch him.
"I know, his name is Long Chen." The old man screamed in horror.
"call"
At this moment, the clan leader of the Nether Dragon clan stopped pressing down, and it was just a little short of that, and the old man became a pile of minced meat.
"Bastard, he clearly claims to be the third master of Long, you dare to cheat me?" The patriarch of the Minglong clan suddenly shouted angrily.
“No, no…”
The old man was so scared that he shook his hand quickly, but he didn't have time to explain, and he said quickly:
"Third Long is also his nickname. His real name is Long Chen. I can guarantee it with the head of my neck." The old man said hurriedly.
His forehead was already covered in sweat, and he didn't know Long Chen at all. When Long Chen became famous, he was still under the seal.
Fortunately, he defected to the Minglong clan. In order to be a dog better, he collected a lot of information about Ming Haotian in recent years. Perhaps, this is also a kind of knowledge that changes destiny.
"Which family does he come from and which sect?" asked the patriarch of the Minglong clan.
"He is the next ascenator, and he has no family, but he has a sect." The old man said hurriedly.
"Which sect?"
"Lingxiao Academy"
Chapter completed!