Heavenly Venerable

"This real dragon blood may not be able to enter this life. I didn't expect that someone could have reached the realm of Yuanying at such an age!"

The old man took a look at the others. However, all the monsters swept by him could not help lowering their heads again. They were ashamed and did not dare to look directly at the old man.

He said with a smile: "I already know that the purpose of your business may be to accept me. Unfortunately, do you think I will bow to you as a dragon?"

The old man said proudly, "no matter how hard I am, I am also the descendant of the dragon. But the existence of the ancient beast dominated the whole heaven and earth! Even if you lose your body today, you will never be insulted

Yang Fan opened his mouth, originally wanted to dissuade, but the old man suddenly caught a glimpse of Yang Xiaoke in his arms, showing a face of surprise, once again solemnly said: "I will never promise you!"

Yang Fan looked at the old man in doubt, pretended to be shocked and asked, "don't you know that I'm already a yuan baby? Can you really resist my attack with half a step of Yuanying's cultivation? "

At the end of the speech, Yang fandang was about to release his momentum. Although it was only the beginning of the golden elixir, he was able to simulate the power of Yuanying. Several people behind him were shocked and pale. They were afraid of being affected, and they were in a hurry to resist with their own strength.

How fierce Yang Fan's attack is, they dare not imagine. After all, they want to buy it. Now there is no strong Yuanying. Who can know how strong they are and whether they can fly with one blow?

But in any case, Yang Fan with the help of the breakthrough of this force, they are always unable to resist, shrunk for a while, become pale.

People can't help but regret: Yuan Ying's strength is not something that can be shaken by mole ants of this level. They also have self-knowledge. When Yang Fan attacked, they stepped back a few steps. Even if the old man in front of them was Yuan Ying's existence, they could not resist Yang Fan's momentum and spat out a mouthful of blood.

The old man wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and roared angrily: "what can you do even if you frustrate me? I will tell you that I will never bow to you or promise to be your servant!"

The old man's thick beard is like a big red dye. He has no spiritual power all over his body. The Qi and blood of all his limbs have been completely condensed, but he is stiff and straight, and he never has the intention of surrender.

At the same time, his heart is also extremely shocked, Yang Fan's strength is so powerful.

Yang Fan was about to take back his strength. Looking at the old man, he showed a face of embarrassment: "this old man is stubborn. It seems that he is absolutely not ready to be subdued by himself. If so, what can he do? He can't really kill him!"

Yang Fan is not a unreasonable person. He will not kill if he has no resentment or hatred. If it is not for the other party's active provocation, he will not even care about it.

But if we don't kill, how can we win the hearts of the people?

All of a sudden, Yang Fan is in a dilemma. But looking at the bright eyes of these people in the rear, Yang Fan knows that if he can't set an example to others, once these people in the rear are rebellious and unite with the old man to fight against himself, he was originally simulated by breaking through his own strength, and was suddenly seen through by others. At that time, there will be no less trouble.

At the moment, Yang Xiaoke is constantly calling three times: "meow, meow, meow!"

Yang Fan looked at Yang Xiaoke doubtfully, showing a face of doubt, the heart has already been secretly scolded up: "little guy, when can't call, just at this time, can't you see that I'm doing business?"

Yang Xiaoke is a break away from Yang Fan's arms, directly lying on his head, yelling at the old man.

"Meow, meow, meow!"

Yang Fan was a little speechless. He patted Yang Xiaoke and said with a smile: "you really give me face. People are all crying. Your little guy's roar sounds a little too gentle."

Yang Fan couldn't understand what the little guy was calling. The ugly man, the scar man, the burly man and the woman in blue couldn't understand what Yang Xiaoke was calling.

Although they are both monsters, they really can't hear it, and Yang Xiaoke doesn't know if it's the common animal language.

A few people just have doubts on their faces. Yang Fan also doubts. What else can the little guy say besides meow.

Yang Xiaoke looks at Yang Fan's strange face. He purses his mouth and seems very angry. He grabs Yang Fan's hair and looks at the old man all the time.

Yang Fan understood this and asked doubtfully, "do you mean that you have a way to help me subdue him?"

Yang Xiaoke nodded, indicating that what he said was the meaning.

Yang Fan was completely shocked. No matter what kind of beast Yang Xiaoke was, it was impossible for him to subdue Jiaolong!

Besides the vast spiritual power that Yang Xiaoke produced when he was just born, Yang Fan has not seen what kind of power he has and how he can frighten other monsters.

However, as soon as Yang Fan thought that Yang Xiaoke could solve the problem, he was too lazy to think about it. He nodded and said, "if you can really deal with him, I'll see how you can subdue him."

That in Yang Fan's head Yang Xiaoke showed a proud smile, Yang Fan touched his fine soft hair.

Yang Xiaoke jumped up to the old man's side and swaggered on his shoulder. He looked like a grinning kitten, constantly meow!

The old man is also suspicious, completely confused, Zhang Er monk can't figure it out.

"What does this little guy want to do? He also wants to convince himself that he is not a fool, is he?"

He had already heard the conversation between Yang Fan and the little guy clearly, but it was not too early to take it as a provocation. After all, he let a kitten tame himself. He was a proud dragon.

"Boy, are you talking about dreams? I look down on you so much. " Lao Tzu's angry face, he lived to this age, no one has so insulted him.

"Old man, take it easy." Yang Fan just smile, no more words, no explanation to the old man.

Looking at the people watching the joke, there was only an impulse to kill in his heart. The ancient beasts were not in his eyes.