The dragon clan is the existence that is branded on the totem.
Therefore, the Dragon Clan is a proud being. If it were not for a being more powerful than them, they would not surrender.
Now that Long Aotian is facing Yun Yi, it is obvious that Yun Yi's cultivation in the Nascent Soul realm cannot be the one he surrenders to.
At that moment, Long Aotian laughed loudly, "Boy, I will crush you to death as easily as I crush an ant to death. What qualifications do you have for me to call you my master?"
Yun Yi said calmly: "I now dominate the Yinglong Dao world."
"so what?"
Long Aotian said disdainfully: "The Taoist Lord Yinglong who dominated the Yinglong Taoist Realm at the time was a Daluo Jinxian, and he was only one step away from being a god. But what about you? You are just a ridiculous Nascent Soul Realm, but you actually tried to control me.
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"Don't you believe I can control you?"
"Nonsense, if you could control me... you..."
Long Aotian's words stopped abruptly, and Yun Yi just stretched out his hand and held it in the air.
In an instant, Long Aotian felt his throat being pinched. The feeling that the power of life and death was completely in the hands of others was all too familiar to Long Aotian. He had once been under the control of Daojun Yinglong.
Next, he was completely pinched.
Long Aotian struggled desperately, even exerting all his strength, but he still couldn't break free from the invisible restraint.
"Are you convinced?"
Yun Yi asked in a cold tone.
Long Aotian lowered his head and refused to speak softly, but his silence already represented his compromise.
This is the last stubbornness of the dragon clan.
At that moment, Yun Yi let go of his hand, and Long Aotian finally regained his feeling of freedom.
He didn't want to bow his head, but he still had to call "Master" at this time.
"Very good, I will find a way to help you break this thousand-year-old iron." Yun Yi nodded, and then he disappeared.
In the cave.
On the stone platform, Yun Yi was still standing where the source of the Taoist world disappeared. The source of the Taoist world had been absorbed by him, and the cold air around him was gradually diminishing.
And Yun Yi, who just appeared in Yaochi Palace, was just a clone.
He can sense that in this Yinglong Dao world, he can have ten clones at the same time.
In the world of Yinglong, he is the Creator God.
"Yun Yi, are you okay?"
Shen Qingxue and Gong Xueqiu came over and looked at Yun Yi in astonishment. Those people had become divided pieces of ice. Yun Yi survived and the cold breath disappeared, which meant that he succeeded.
Swallowed the source of the Tao Realm?
However, the two of them were not familiar with the source of the Tao Realm, so they didn't know what was going on.
Yun Yi smiled and said, "Do you think something's wrong with me?"
"It's not like that."
The two shook their heads.
Then, Gong Xueqiu said with a smile: "It seems that you have taken advantage of it again. Then what source of the Taoist world has been swallowed up by you?"
"That's right." Yun Yi nodded.
"So, now you can control the entire Taoist world?"
"Yes."
"Then you can control it and show it to me?"
Yun Yi smiled, knowing that this matter could not be hidden in front of these two shrewd women. At that moment, he slowly stretched out his hand, closed his eyes, felt the aura of Yinglong Taoist realm, and then said: "Xing Lei."
Boom~~
Almost at the same time, a burst of thunder flashed past the hole pierced by the huge icicle.
Yun Yi opened his eyes and asked, "Do you believe it now?"
Shen Qingxue: "..."
Gong Xueqiu: "..."
Both of them just looked at Yun Yi in astonishment. Oh my God, countless ascetics regard the Taoist Realm as a sacred existence. There are even many rumors that the Taoist Realm is another space created by the ancient gods.