Prehistoric Rebellion

Chapter 249 Surrender
hold head high!
With a startling dragon chant, Xiaolong finally, driven by anger, soared into the sky, revealing his real body.

Four claws, thousands of feet, a dragon's head opened its eyes angrily, raised its head and roared, venting the majesty of the dragon.

The dragon, soaring through the nine heavens, crosses ten thousand miles across the sky, rises up in a rage, and spreads rain with clouds.The front two claws are extremely sharp, tearing the space, carrying the boundless wind to kill Xiang Feng Wubing, threatening to tear him into pieces, with a roar, the sky trembles, the West Sea skyrockets, and the sea water beats violently, with awe-inspiring aura.

The little dragon rushed towards Feng Wubing like a wind and clouds, the dragon's mouth opened wide at the same time, and a cloud of icy flames spewed out from the mouth, freezing the place it passed, even if you are a god or immortal, you have to stay away.

Feng Wubing sneered, turned his palms over, and murmured: "The seal of silence!"

There was a rumbling sound, and the sky darkened, as if the end of the world was coming, countless seals fell from the void, blasted towards Xiaolong, and exploded on him one after another, with great power.

Xiaolong slowed down slightly, and then screamed out, his flesh and blood bursting from his body.He roared, a layer of golden divine light surged on his body, quickly repairing the injured body, a pair of copper bell-sized eyeballs were already extremely blood red, bursting out the light of hatred, and rushed towards Feng Wubing without hesitation.

"I don't know what's good or bad!" Feng Wubing's expression turned cold. With his eyes, he could see that this dragon had only just become a god for less than a hundred years, and his cultivation base was not yet stable, yet he dared to be so presumptuous. Sure enough, the dragon was a proud Big species!

Even if he is injured now, it is not something this dragon can bully.Feng Wubing himself is also an arrogant person, he will naturally be merciless towards this dragon, otherwise it will be difficult to suppress him.

A double-sided radiant divine sword appeared in front of Feng Wubing out of thin air, exuding the power of an infinite emperor on the one hand, and thunderous thunder on the other.

Holding the Killing Sword in his hand, Feng Wubing squinted his eyes slightly, leaped towards Xiaolong, slashed down fiercely on the head, and a thunderbolt shot out, bombarding Xiaolong's body.

With a scream, Xiaolong's whole body was anxious, and he tossed and turned several times in the air before he stopped. He looked at the killing sword in Feng Wubing's hand with horror, his expression was a bit ferocious, and he roared angrily: "What kind of artifact is this?"

With a disdainful smile, Feng Wubing didn't answer, and slashed out with his backhand. This time, a mighty golden dragon rushed out of the killing sword with a bang, roaring in the sky, staring at the little dragon with contempt, like staring at an ant, full of anger. Disdainful.

Xiaolong stared dumbfounded at the golden dragon ten times bigger than himself, and exclaimed in disbelief: "How could this happen? Why do you have this golden dragon?" Then he frowned and shouted: "No, that's not a real dragon, then It's a dragon transformed by dragon energy!" But even so, he was terrified.

The golden dragon groaned, Zhenyue Changtian, the dragon's might was domineering, he flicked his tail heavily, and hit the little dragon, blasting him thousands of miles away with a bang, passing by, the dragon's blood spilled into the sea, I don't know how much he fed Sea beasts, let them rejoice.

Feng Wubing stepped on the golden dragon, caught up with the little dragon, stepped on the dragon's head fiercely, and the magic power in his body surged, blasting the little dragon into the sea.

Xiaolong roared angrily, it's too embarrassing for the dragon!What a shame!However, before he could fight back, another heavy kick kicked him over. Qianzhanglong's body fell heavily into the sea, killing countless sea beasts.

boom!The dragon's head was kicked out into a halo of blood!
boom!A thick layer of the dragon's scales was peeled off, and the little dragon howled in pain, but there was nothing he could do.

boom!The foot was lifted on the dragon's belly just now, Xiaolong's eyes were spitting out in pain, the corners of his mouth were drooling, and he roared silently!

A big hand pinched Xiaolong's neck and lifted him in front of Feng Wubing.

Looking at Feng Wubing with a cruel smile on his face, Xiaolong trembled all over, like a chicken, how can there be the majesty of a dragon!

"You, what do you want to do? I, I am the prince of the Dragon Clan!" Xiaolong said with a stern look, and finally, forced by Feng Wubing's killing intent, blurted out, revealing his identity.

Hearing lightly, Feng Wubing frowned, squinting and staring at the Dragon Clan who was already like an earthworm because of fear, his heart turned, this dragon was actually a prince of the Dragon Clan, it seemed that his status was quite high, this It seems to be a little troublesome all of a sudden.

Sighing secretly, he was not frightened by the identity of the prince of the dragon clan. In terms of identity, as a direct disciple of the Feng family, he still has the blood of Guangmingzi, which is much higher than the identity of this prince of the dragon clan. Tiaolong is the prince of the mythical beast Tianlong clan!The four great gods of the Divine Beast Heaven were kind to me. If they hadn't helped me that day, I wouldn't have been able to practice the four-element supernatural powers as soon as possible. Speaking of which, I owed the Dragon Clan a big favor.

Now, if this Prince of the Dragon Clan is beheaded for no reason, wouldn't that be an act of revenge?Although Feng Wubing has been extremely arrogant all his life, he is also a person with clear grievances and grievances, how could he sit down and act ungrateful!

Thinking like this, he couldn't help but loosen his hands slightly, the little dragon found an opportunity, broke free from his shackles, forgot that he was pinched just now, and suddenly became angry, biting Feng Wubing, and wanted to kill Feng Wubing. swallow it.

With a cold snort, Feng Wubing's eyes were full of murderous intent, and he shouted angrily: "You are looking for death!" The killing sword in his hand pierced through the void, cut off the illusory smoke cloud, and in an instant it hit Xiaolong's neck, and he was about to die. Cut off his dragon's head, the little dragon was so frightened that he couldn't move.

Ding!A spark flashed, and a small circle of divine light appeared on Xiaolong's neck, blocking the blow.

"Who?" Feng Wubing snorted coldly, looking around.

When Xiaolong saw Xiaoquan clearly, his expression burst into excitement, and he hurriedly bowed to the void: "Long Chen pays homage to the old ancestor!"

The smoke and clouds in the sea cleared away, revealing a huge blue dragon with a length of one hundred thousand feet, majestic and majestic without knowing its depth, which shocked Feng Wubing, and saluted him respectfully: "Feng Wubing didn't know God's presence, please forgive me !"

The person who came was one of the four great gods of the beast heaven, and so was the Dongfang Qinglong.

Qinglong is the ancestor of all the dragons in the Three Realms, with the highest seniority, born in ancient times, witnessed the ups and downs of the Three Realms, the alternation of power, and his divine power is unfathomable.

Qinglong looked at Feng Wubing and smiled with satisfaction, but when he turned his gaze to Long Chen, he felt cold, hummed softly, trembling the void, causing Long Chen's body to tremble and a bitter expression appeared on his face.

"Nie Yi! I haven't seen your new master yet!" Qing Long's majestic voice pierced Long Chen's ears, causing him to rumble and his complexion changed drastically.

"Senior, this..." Feng Wubing was startled, and hurriedly called out.

But Qinglong waved his hand to stop Feng Wubing, his eyes were still fixed on Long Chen, extremely cold.

The corners of Long Chen's mouth were extremely bitter, he sighed, unwilling to take a look at the inexplicable Feng Wubing, under Qinglong's pressure, his figure changed, and he turned into the appearance of a dragon head again, and bowed to Feng Wubing in the air: "Long Chen sees the master!"

Feng Wubing squinted his eyes at the unwilling Long Chen, and then looked at Qinglong. Countless thoughts passed through his mind, but he still couldn't figure it out: "Why did Qinglong give me this dragon?"

(End of this chapter)