"This breath... is the breath of a real dragon. Fang Hao, where did you get it from?"
The black dragon, who was originally overlooking the sky from a high position, changed his expression instantly after sensing the aura emanating from Long Chen.
His eyes looking at Fang Hao were full of shock.
At this time, although the power Long Chen burst out was less than one percent of his own, it still suppressed him in terms of breath.
How could this prevent him from being shocked? In terms of bloodline, he was several times purer than Long Chen, the so-called descendant of Qinglong. Even the bloodline of the man in black robe was only higher than that of the holy beast Qinglong.
However, it only took Fang Hao a few blinks of time to let Long Chen's bloodline surpass his own in an instant.
Even with his current level of cultivation, he couldn't do it, but Fang Hao managed it easily, which was completely beyond his imagination.
At this moment, he realized that Fang Hao's previous words might not really be a lie.
"One world, one true dragon, you should know this sentence. By coincidence, this true dragon was created by me. If you want more true dragon destiny, you must rely on my power!"
At this time, although Fang Hao was standing on a pile of rubble, his whole body exuded a sacred aura that made everyone present want to worship him.
It was as if he was the only true dragon in this world, and the two giant dragons hovering in the sky were firmly suppressed by the aura released by Fang Hao.
It has nothing to do with strength or cultivation, this is purely bloodline suppression.
Fang Hao exudes pure true dragon power. Although this power is not strong, it represents a completely different meaning.
Even though the man in black robe is a banished immortal, he is not a true dragon in this world after all.
The destiny is not in his hands, even if his cultivation is astonishing, it will have no effect.
"Master, why bother listening to his nagging, now as long as the two of us work together to strike, this person named Fang will definitely die!"
Just when the man in black robe was hesitating, Long Chen, who had fused part of the power of the true dragon, couldn't help but speak out.
Previously in the box, he was slapped hard by Fang Hao in front of his master, and just now he was kidnapped by Fang Hao in front of everyone. If he didn't say this, he, the young master of Longdu City, would be disgraced.
"With so many people watching now, if I take action rashly, even if I kill Fang Hao, all my plans will be in vain. Don't worry, I'll just take action against him again if I have the chance."
To Long Chen's surprise, the man in black robe, who originally wanted to kill Fang Hao, actually rejected his proposal.
"Master, if we don't get rid of Fang Hao now, we will be in serious trouble in the future!" Long Chen shouted anxiously.
"You don't need to say much, just do everything as I tell you. Do you want me to take action against you personally?"
Ignoring Long Chen, who was almost depressed to the point of vomiting blood, the man in black robe directly restrained his aura, turned into a human body again, and landed on the ruins of the Treasure Pavilion.
"Mr. Cangsong, it is indeed your old man. I ordered my men not to do anything before. It seems to be a wise choice."
The moment the man in black robe landed, a vicissitudes of life old man with white hair and beard walked near the ruins. What was striking was that behind the old man, there were several powerful men at the highest peak.
"Isn't this Venerable Guangmu from the Zhenbao Pavilion? He actually has such respect for the person who destroyed the Zhenbao Pavilion. Could it be that his origins are also extraordinary?"
Among the group of monks watching from a distance, there were also many local monks from Longdu. As for the white-haired old man, they naturally knew his identity.
Venerable Guangmu is the holy and powerful man who guards the Treasure Pavilion. It can be said that he has been living in seclusion in the Treasure Pavilion since it was built. Even the Lord of Longdu City must be polite when seeing him.
However, he was so respectful to this mysterious man named Mr. Cangsong, not to mention that the collapse of the Treasure Pavilion was all caused by him.
Looking at Venerable Guangmu who was respectful to him, Cangsong waved his hand and said softly: "You are not too old and confused, but I don't want too many people to know what happened today, so I will deal with the aftermath next.
I'll leave the matter to you."
Venerable Guangmu nodded and said: "Since you have spoken, sir, everything is no longer a problem. However, it has been more than a month since you entered this dragon city and I have never had the chance to meet you. I can't miss you this time."
Cangsong frowned and said, "You and I have nothing to talk about, so don't press your hot face against your cold butt. Anyway, I've written down what happened today, and treat it as a favor that I owe you Zhenbao Pavilion."
"Sir, these words are enough. You guys, don't be stunned and clean this up quickly."
After receiving Cangsong's promise, Venerable Guangmu immediately felt as if he had found a treasure. He casually ordered the supreme power behind him to clean up the mess.
Then he glanced at everyone present and said in a loud voice: "This time I, the Zhenbao Pavilion, did not greet me well. Please forgive me. As for the auction, it will be postponed for three days. Friends who are interested can come back then.
Support."
"Your Majesty, you are too polite. We dare not blame you for the three-character golden signboard of Zhenbao Pavilion. What's more, Mr. Cangsong, with such a high level of cultivation, must not be an ordinary person."
"Anyway, we are here just to see the excitement. It is an honor to witness this stop."
"For monks like us, it is a worthwhile trip to witness this unprecedented battle with our own eyes, but it is a pity that we were not able to fully enjoy this battle."
Among the monks who were watching around, none of them had sharp eyesight. How could they not see the situation in this situation?
Even if you don't look at the Venerable Guangmu of Zhenbao Pavilion, the aura and majestic dragon body that Cangsong just released is enough to make 90% of the people present feel fear.
"Boy, I'm letting you go this time. Should you find a place with me to have a good talk about being promoted to a true dragon and seizing the destiny?"
After settling the matter in Zhenbao Pavilion, Cangsong ignored the monks who were watching. Instead, he walked directly in front of Fang Hao and said straight to the point.
Fang Hao said calmly: "Don't worry, I have other things to deal with right now. After I finish my work, if I have time, I will naturally give you some advice."
"It's not up to you to decide whether you want to follow me or not!"
boom……
Cangsong's eyes flashed, and his hand was as fast as lightning. He grabbed the palm of his hand in the air and condensed the entire space in an instant like the supreme god controlling the world.
Except for Venerable Guangmu who was still able to move, the other monks found it extremely difficult to even move their fingers.
With the appearance of that hand, Fang Hao's power seemed to be forcibly suppressed, showing no signs of dodge.
"call out!"
However, just when Fang Hao was about to be captured by Cangsong, a ray of sword light that divided the chaos of heaven and earth came out halfway, directly breaking the restriction set by Cangsong.
"If you want to take Fang Hao away, you must first ask about the sword in my hand!"
Suddenly an awe-inspiring voice came from the crowd, and then under Fang Hao's gaze, Jian Tian and Jian Lingyun and his son stepped out of the crowd and walked to Fang Hao's side. (To be continued)