Peerless Taoist

The next day, the Mingguang Hall of Beihai dragon palace.

This is the place where the Dragon King of Beihai summoned all the strong sea people in the past, so it covers a huge area.

There are 18 high columns around the wide hall, which support the eaves of the whole hall.

At this time, many strong people have gathered in the Mingguang hall. If you carefully distinguish, you can find that both men and women here are tall, and there is an unspeakable noble spirit.

As an ancient demon clan handed down from ancient times, the Dragon nationality is far from comparable to other races. When they gather together, a vision will condense faintly in the sky. If an ordinary monster comes to this temple, it may kneel directly on the ground because of the suppression of blood.

The Dragons of each tribe stand beside their own forces. Behind them, a war flag flutters in the wind. Different dragon patterns are drawn on it to distinguish their respective forces.

The Dragon assembly is a grand event to determine the future Dragon Emperor.

Therefore, each tribe has sent the strongest of its own tribe to fight to the death.

Compared with the scenes of other forces, Beihai dragon clan is weaker.

In addition to sitting outside the front nine elders Town, many other dragon families are the younger generation.

The one sitting next to the nine elders is Lu Yu.

"Look, that's the Beihai dragon family."

"Alas, the strength of the four Dragon families in the world and the Beihai dragon family should not be underestimated. Who knows, they were unlucky and were attacked by a mysterious force. Almost all the strong died, and even the shepherd's golden seal was lost."

"Ha ha, I said that the demon clans in Beihai have been restless recently. It turns out that the Beihai dragon clan has lost the shepherd's golden seal. Without the shepherd's golden seal, what's the difference between them and ordinary dragon clans?"

A series of mocking laughter, without any concealment, came into the ears of Beihai dragon people.

Several Beihai dragons are young people. How can they be ridiculed?

Ao Feng shouted angrily, "take care of your smelly mouth and dare to talk nonsense again. Be careful that I sew it for you myself."

Suddenly, the dragons in the direction of the sound suddenly dispersed.

A burly man came out with a grim smile and stared at Ao Feng: "Grandpa, I said it. Why, you don't accept it?"

The burly man stood up, one head taller than Ao Feng. And this should be a murderous person. He can feel the strong evil spirit emanating from him when he speaks.

Ao Feng's face changed and muttered, "I'm not in good shape today, so I won't teach you a lesson first."

His advice immediately aroused a stronger laughter around him.

"Be quiet. If anyone can't stand this ridicule, leave quickly." a touch of calm flashed across the nine elders' face.

Soon, all the Dragon families have gathered at the Dragon conference.

Dong! Dong! Dong!

At this moment, from the hall of light, suddenly came a huge and steady sound of war drums.

With the sound of these war drums, there is a melodious sound of horn.

The two platforms drove out step by step and slowly walked into the hall surrounded by countless dragon families. A figure was sitting high above each buchui. It was covered by buchui's tent and could not see the figure clearly.

"Dragon King of the East China Sea, Dragon King of the South China Sea, here!" the salute officer shouted.

As soon as the voice fell, the two machines stopped directly in front of the crowd.

The dragon clan who originally carried Bu Chui directly knelt down and turned their back upward.

Soon, two middle-aged men, all dressed in dragon robes, stepped on the backs of these dragon families and walked towards the center of the hall.