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Chapter 2857 The weapon of the emperor, the gun of judgment

But soon, their faces became hot.

Ten Thousand Dragons Domain, Ancestral Dragon Pill.

Fifteen places, the Dragon Gate Conference that has been awaited for three years is finally here!?

However, Ling Tian and others naturally didn't care too much. After shaking the Dragon Bell, they were taken back to the Forbidden City by Ao Zishuang.

Passing the level of Shaking the Dragon Bell is equivalent to passing the level of the Forbidden City Dragon Ball. What is left is the finals of the Dragon Gate Conference.

Sheng Long City doesn't care about the results of the qualifiers. After all, they only have four people, and they all made it to the finals.

Within Taoyuan.

Ling Tian and Kui Cai Lin stood in the Four Elephant Tower.

Ling Tian raised his hand and kept looking at his palm.

"What? You mean!? That senior dragon hunter left a chance on the Dragon Bell?"

After hearing what Ling Tian said, Kui Cailin was also shocked.

"Yes, it was only when I arrived in front of the Dragon Bell that I realized that the handprints on the Dragon Bell were definitely not left randomly by the senior Dragon Hunter."

"So, I touched the handprint on the pretense of stopping the bell."

"Fortunately, my guess is correct. There are indeed records of supernatural powers on it. Besides, no one else except our human race can expect to know the truth."

Ling Tian nodded. On top of the dragon bell, he had indeed obtained the magical power given to him by the senior dragon hunter. It was just a boxing technique.

But it is extremely powerful.

Just a mark is so profound that it cannot be added.

Even now, Ling Tian is still dizzy just looking at that boxing technique.

The level of this kind of skill is definitely on the same level as Pure Yang Finger.

"The time is good. During the Dragon Gate Conference, I won't be able to use my previous magical powers. During these seven days, I will concentrate on understanding this boxing technique."

Ling Tiandao.

"Okay, I'll call you when the time comes!"

Kui Cai Lin left.

Ling Tian crossed his legs on the bed and began to comprehend

This boxing technique is called Dragon Shaking Fist.

It should be the name that the dragon hunter took on a whim before the Dragon Bell.

Its boxing technique is extremely difficult, and with Ling Tian's current divine will, it would take a lot of energy to understand it.

But once you get a first glimpse of the method, this boxing technique is enough for Ling Tian to use his fists and kicks at the Dragon Gate Conference.

In addition, when Ling Tian left Shenglong City, he also obtained several magical secret books of the Dragon Clan from Ao Zishan.

These days, Ling Tian has been practicing for the sake of the Dragon Gate Conference.

Just like that, seven days flew by in the blink of an eye.

Ling Tian's boxing skills have only been cultivated to the state of first loss.

But the Dragon Gate Conference has already begun, and Ling Tian can only leave.

Together with Ao Zishuang, they came to Dawen Mountain again and found that there were more warriors at the foot of the mountain than there were seven days ago!

Because they had already qualified for the finals, Ao Zishuang and the other four walked straight up the stairs to the top of Dao Mountain.

On the top of the mountain, the warriors from the eight dragon gates took their seats according to the directions.

This time, Shenglong City was still the last to arrive. When the figures of Ling Tian and others appeared on the top of the mountain, the powerful dragon clan cast their gazes over.

His expression was complicated.

Seven days ago, Shenglong City stole most of the limelight from Ao Tianyan in the Forbidden City.

Nowadays, no one can ignore the combat power of Shenglong City.

However, just as Ling Tian sat down in the seat belonging to Shenglong City, he discovered that the sisters of the Li family and the third brother of the Wang family came up and stood silently behind Ao Zishuang.

"The three of them exceeded my expectations. Among the more than a thousand warriors in Shenglong City who were killed in the qualifiers, they are the only three." Ao Zishuang said with a smile.

"That's pretty good too."

Ling Tian pursed his lips and looked in the direction of the other Dragon Gate cities. Except for the Forbidden City, which had slightly more people, there were not many other Dragon Gates who had advanced to the finals from the preliminaries.

This shows that the combat power of these three humans cannot be underestimated.

"Thank you for the compliment, sir. We also want to thank you for your life-saving grace at Piaoxiang Tower."

Then Li Ruoli suddenly said.

"It doesn't matter, it's just a little effort."

Ling Tian waved his hand, careless.

"Dong dong dong!"

The sound of dragon drums resounded loudly.

On Dao Dao Mountain, all the dragon clans suddenly became solemn.

At this time, there was a roar of dragons in the sky that shook the sky, and then a dragon chariot came from outside the sky. The golden light of the chariot spread across the sky and the earth. On top of the green dragon chariot in the middle, sat a man dressed in green and gold.

The figure in the robe, his eyes seemed to be able to penetrate the void, and just sitting there quietly made people feel like they were worshiping.

On both sides of his chariot, fourteen geniuses from the five-color dragon tribe followed closely behind.

These geniuses are all protected by five-color armor and hold dazzling weapons in their hands.

"The geniuses of the Five-Colored Dragon Clan are all here now!" Many people were trembling in their hearts. Today's Prince Ao Chen of the Qinglong Clan is not the same as before.

Today, Ao Chen is dressed in royal attire, with an air of nobility.

Not only that, Ao Chen, who was on top of the chariot, was holding a bright blue spear in his hand. The brilliance of just one spear shot straight into the sky and enveloped the entire Taoist Mountain.

"This spear? Could it be the royal weapon of the Qinglong Clan?"

"Yes, this must be the weapon of the emperor, the spear of judgment!"

"I didn't expect that Prince Ao Chen would even bring the Spear of Judgment!"

"The most obvious thing is that the top management of Wanlong Domain attaches great importance to this Dragon Gate Conference!"

After seeing the spear in Ao Chen's hand, the dragons on Wenwen Mountain also had serious expressions on their faces.

The imperial weapon of the Qinglong clan, the Spear of Judgment, this weapon can almost represent the entire Qinglong clan.

In front of such an imperial weapon, all the dragons in the Forbidden City can only bow their heads.

Holding the spear of judgment in his hand, Ao Chen stepped off the cart and slowly landed on the top of Daoshan Mountain.

Ao Chen looked to his side, looking in all directions.

Indeed, among the dragon clan in the Wenwen Mountain today, only Ao Chen is the most powerful one among them all.

Not even the Lord of the Forbidden City can do it.

"Now that all the geniuses from the eight great dragon gates have arrived!"

"Today, holding the spear of judgment in my hand, I declare on behalf of Wanlong Domain that the Dragon Gate Conference has officially begun!"

The sound fell, and the dragon's power shook the sky.

The triennial Dragon Gate Conference has finally begun.

The atmosphere of the vast and endless space seemed to have changed, no longer as casual as before, but with a sense of solemnity.

The eight dragon gates gathered together.

Who can enter the top fifteen?

Who can aspire to be first in the Dragon Gate Conference?

Countless warriors are looking forward to it.

"Since Prince Ao Chen has announced the start of the Dragon Gate Conference, let the contestants of the first round of the eight dragon gates come out!"

Ao Chen is only the supervisor of Wanlong Domain, and the host of this Dragon Gate Conference is also the Lord of the Forbidden City.


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