Linxun's expression condensed, and it was too late to stop the attack, so he could only forcefully suppress his bloodline and try to weaken the power in this divine halberd.
joke!!
The girl in front of me cannot be said to be a once-in-a-million-year encounter, but at least she is ten times more beautiful than Zhe Yi, the most beautiful woman in Huang Luo.
The ancient holy son of the Jiao tribe sounds like an old pervert. He hasn't even been born yet and he is already intolerable.
Once he breaks this girl's body today, even an arm, do you think the Holy Son will stew it?
"Buzz!!"
The divine flowers all over the sky suddenly stagnated, and Huahua's jade hand finally lightly grasped the divine halberd.
Immediately, a vast devouring power suddenly swept across, rushing towards the golden halberd.
In just an instant, the light on the halberd disappeared, and even Lin Xun's face turned completely livid.
At this moment, he could feel an invisible demon force falling from the sky, imprisoning his figure.
But the spiritual power and blood in his body followed the golden halberd and rushed towards the girl's body.
Soon, the vitality in Linxun's body completely dimmed, and his whole body turned into a rotten skeleton and fell from the sky.
"Gulu!"
Heaven and earth are silent!!
The mouths of the demon youths were wide open, and their eyes were filled with fear and panic.
even!!
They never saw how Lin Xun was swallowed into bones. This holy monster fell from the sky and was shattered on the ground.
"You...who are you?"
The young man from the Jiao tribe trembled, and for a moment, he actually felt a... true dragon power in this woman!!
This kind of oppression stemming from blood is actually more terrifying than the ancestors of the clan!
How can it be?
In the entire Huangluo Land, the only ones with the dragon bloodline are their Jinjiao clan, and this girl...
Suddenly, the young man from the Jiao tribe seemed to have thought of something, and his eyes suddenly condensed.
Is it possible that this girl is the illegitimate daughter of some ancestor?
As we all know, dragon nature is originally silver, and the same is true for the Jiao tribe.
Yes! It must be like this!
Damn it!!
It almost turned into a theoretical tragedy!!
"Haha, it turns out that the girl is a member of the same race, misunderstanding, misunderstanding..."
"Same race? How can you, the miscellaneous ones, be worthy of being of the same race as me?"
Huahua snorted, looking cold and arrogant.
Perhaps, in front of Ye Qingchan, Feng Ruge and others, she was indeed a little humble.
But, how could she notice a few miscellaneous... dragons?
"Buzz!"
Along with a buzzing sound, a black mist suddenly appeared all around Huahua, like a cosmic demon abyss, swallowing everything.
And behind him, there is a dark dragon shadow, standing tall in the sky and earth, suppressing the world.
It can be said that at this time, Huahua has truly demonstrated the dominance of the ancestral dragon bloodline.
I saw her pressing down with her palm, and the demonic power arose, annihilating all directions.
The face of the young man from the Jiao clan changed. He didn't dare to hesitate at all, and pushed with both hands... pushing the two demon clan disciples beside him towards the palm print of Collapse of Heaven.
And his figure fled crazily towards the distant sky.
"Um?"
At this time, the faces of the two demon disciples were obviously confused, their mouths were slightly opened, they looked at each other, and they cursed together, mmp!
"puff!!"
But, soon, when Huahua's palm print fell, their bodies were shattered instantly, leaving no resistance at all.
Then, together with his blood, spiritual power, and demon elixir, he was swallowed by it.
After doing all this, a smile appeared on Huahuaxiao's face, she raised her hands and stretched, looking lazy.
Sure enough, practicing this way is much simpler than taking medicine and retreating step by step.
Thinking like this, Huahua once again concealed his dragon power and headed towards the center of this world.
You must know that with the bloodline of the demon clan in this world, let alone compared to the ancestor dragons, even the big demons like Qing Cang are enough to crush them.
Since Huahua wanted to devour flesh and blood creatures, of course she couldn't act too forcefully.
I just don’t know if the Holy Son they are talking about tastes good or not.
"boom!!"
At the same time, the ancestral land of the Jiao tribe.
I saw a roar suddenly coming from deep inside the temple.
Immediately afterwards, the sky collapsed and the earth shattered, spiritual light surged into the sky, and a figure was seen walking from a distance.
It was a man wearing a golden robe, with two horns on his head, covered with dragon scales, and full of aura.
Around its body, there are endless blue-gold runes, and an indescribable vastness of dragon energy surges through the heaven and earth, shocking all spirits.
"It's...the Holy Son is born!!"
"Hurry! The Holy Son is born!!"
The entire Jiao Clan instantly fell into a commotion.
Countless ancient and powerful figures swept from the sky, landed in front of the young man, and bowed down.
even!!
Even some ancestors in the supreme realm have a look of respect and embarrassment on their faces at this time.
"Meet Holy Son Aotian!!"
Jin Aotian is the place where the Jiao Clan's destiny lies, and it once crushed the supreme evildoer in the Land of Phoenix more than 100,000 years ago.
His strength has already reached the supreme realm, and he should be the one who controls the sky in this world.
However, the Goddess Fuyao appeared out of nowhere and suppressed all races.
If it weren't for the rift between this goddess and the Nine-Colored Divine Yuan Clan and her unwillingness to stay in this wild and small world, I am afraid that the current Huangluo Land would have become the homeland of the Yuan Clan.
Jin Aotian was full of arrogance and would rather die than give in. Even though he was crushed by the Fuyao Goddess, he was still not discouraged. He just decided that his luck was not good, so he proclaimed himself a bloodline of divine consciousness and fell into an endless sleep.
"Well, the breath of freedom."
Jin Aotian raised his head, closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and suddenly a heartfelt smile appeared on his face.
"From now on, my name is...Long Aotian!!"
"Huh? Aotian, you..."
Above the void, an old figure suddenly appeared, looking at the young man in front of him in surprise, and there seemed to be some deep meaning in those turbid eyes.
"Haha, ancestor Jinji is still alive?"
Long Aotian smiled wildly, and his pair of golden eyes revealed infinite domineering.
"You brat, you are still so arrogant! But... my ancestor is very happy! It seems that these hundreds of thousands of years of sleep have not dulled your edge, which is good!"
Jinji turned his head and looked at a majestic ancient mountain in the distance, "From today on, Holy Son Aotian will lead our Jiao clan... to fight for the world again!"
With the cultivation perspective of this ancestor of the Jiao Clan, he could naturally see that there was a slight change in the bloodline in Long Aotian's body.
If his prediction was correct, this Holy Son should have awakened the most powerful bloodline talent of the Five-clawed Golden Dragon Clan, Dragon Transformation!!
In other words, he can no longer be called a dragon, but... a dragon!
When Long Aotian came to the world, it caused drastic changes in the world.
All the strong men of the Jiao Clan believe that he will be the opportunity for the rise of the Golden Jiao Clan.
Now it seems that this prediction is correct.
"Holy Son!! Holy Son!!"
Waves of angry shouts suddenly came from all around the temple, and the eyes of all the disciples of the Jiao Clan shone with intense enthusiasm.