Tyrant Dragon Emperor

5606-Sorcerer

The practice of the martial artist is protracted, and even if there is such a miracle, it will not be completed overnight.

No one can continue to pay attention to the cultivation process of others over a time span of thousands or even tens of thousands of years.

Therefore, although there are many legends related to the blood of the dragon clan, almost none of them has been verified by people.

"Most of these rumors cannot be verified, and they have little to do with us, so just listen to them." Someone waved his hand and said.

"Yes, for us, the upcoming marriage competition and the current competition are more worthy of attention."

The discussion gradually declined, and everyone paid close attention to the match between the mud green dragon and Long Ai.

The fight has been completed, and Long Ai didn't seem to find a way to restrain the opponent, making the mud green dragon's aura more and more stronger.

"Hahahaha, the monsters of the Dragon Clan are indeed powerful, but I can't let the mud green floodgates too much!"

"Your self-confidence makes me admire, but compared with the real dragon genius, it is still far from it!" Long Ai smiled coldly, and pointed forward twice.

Chicks, chicks!

Two sharp screams sounded, and two slender golden lights fell into two cyan rainbow lights like lightning.

Rumble... Click!

A strange explosion followed.

Ni Qing Jiao's face changed!

The cyan rainbow light that used to be like an arm's finger, turned out to be disobedient, and even felt out of control.

Two strange forces surged up at an astonishing speed, and a heavy mountain-like feeling hit his arms, making his shot extremely difficult.

Ni Qing Jiao's heart sank!

Geniuses fight against each other, and the outcome is often between the first line. He has no certainty that he will win the opponent. At this moment, the proud method is suppressed by the opponent, and the situation is already precarious!

"Friends, beware!" Long Ai coldly reminded him.

As soon as the words fell, two slender gold threads drilled out of the sluggish cyan rainbow light, and struck the mud green dragon's door like lightning!

"Not good!" Mu Qing Jiao exclaimed, his face suddenly changed!

These two golden threads came too fast, and he had no time to dodge, nor to use other defensive methods, so he could only set up his arms to block him at the fastest speed.

Just listen to two loud bangs!

Two groups of golden light burst instantly, turning into two rounds of golden scorching sun and rising, billowing golden flames permeating the void, and the terrifying heat raged wildly.

Waves of powerful coercion blasted on the mud green floodwater one after another, completely overwhelming him.

Puff puff...wow!

The mud green water vomited blood and regressed, exclaiming more and more, and was burned by the golden flames and injured both inside and outside. It looked not only embarrassed, but even a little tragic!

Boom...howl!

In a blink of an eye, a cloud of blue light suddenly swept away, turning into a blue field-like barrier to secure him.

"Oh?" Long Ai waited and watched, and slowly shook his head, his eyes slightly mocking.

Obviously, what the mud green dragon used was a defense method related to the bloodline talent, but he used it a bit late.

If you shot earlier, it might not hurt both inside and outside, but the outcome of the defeat will not change because of this.

"So miserable?"

"Complete defeat, this is an uncontroversial defeat!"

"The Ni Qing Jiao defeated more quickly than Tu Xuan. It seems that we have all underestimated Long Ai's strength!"

The enchanting expressions of all roads became more and more solemn, and the eyes looking at Long Ai were full of jealousy.

Long Ai put his hands on his back, faintly looking at Mu Qing Jiao.

"Hehe, although the Qingjiao bloodline carries the word'jiao', it is just the side of the ancestors with a little bit of the mutated bloodline of the distant relatives of the Dragon clan, which is very different from the close relatives of the Dragon clan, let alone my bloodline!"

The evil spirits of various groups and the children of the Yun family secretly marveled.

From their point of view, the Qing Jiao bloodline was indeed touched by the Dragon Clan. They even thought that this bloodline should be regarded as a distant relative of the Dragon Clan.

But now it seems that it can't be regarded as a distant relative of the Dragon in the strict sense, and can only barely be regarded as a mutant bloodline of the distant relative of the Dragon.

"You..." Mu Qing Jiao's face flushed, and he was speechless for a while.

In the contest, he lost, and it was a disastrous defeat.

In terms of blood, if he wins, he certainly has the right to brag, but what kind of confidence does a miserably defeated person have to uplift himself?

At this time, even if you forcibly flatter, you won't be able to save a bit of face. On the contrary, it will make people feel that a dead duck has a hard mouth and can't afford to lose.

The evildoers looked at each other, and the atmosphere began to become depressed.

Originally, they were expecting Ni Qing Jiao to win back some face for everyone, but now that the face is not fighting enough, they have increased the pressure, and their fear of Long Ai is further deepened.

Although the defeat of the Ni Qing Jiao made them one less competitor to marry, they couldn't be happy.

"Next!" Long Ai said lightly.

The evildoers from all walks of life looked at each other, but for a while, no one dared to come forward.

"Haha, I only won two games. You so-called enchanting geniuses, don't you dare to play?" Long Ai scanned the audience and asked with a smile.

The atmosphere is dull and oppressive.

Everyone wanted to defeat Long Ai and let out a sullen breath, but for most people, their strength did not allow them to do so.

At this moment, four more figures swept from the direction of Xike Hall.

"Brother Ouyang, Brother Ge, it seems we missed a good show!"

"It doesn't matter, this good show doesn't seem to be over yet!"

"I heard that it is the Dragon Clan evildoer, then I want to see, how strong is his strength?"

The four of them talked and laughed vigorously, walking in the air, before they landed on the peak, they attracted everyone's attention.

"Come here, here they are!"

"Huh! They are finally here, now we can breathe a sigh of relief!"

"Next, I'm afraid there will be a good show to watch!"

Everyone showed joy and looked at the four people on the opposite side. They are not others, but the top ones in this group of evildoers-Shang Zhian, Ouyang Leide, Ge Yongsheng, and Luo Kesong!

The four were walking side by side, the first three were talking and laughing, but Roxon remained silent, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Oh?" Long Ai turned his head to look at the visitor, his eyelids slightly raised.

It can be seen that the auras of these four people are much stronger than those of the people present, and they are the best among this group of people.

But he looked around for a long time and found no trace of Jiang Tian. He couldn't help but wonder.

"Brother Shang, Brother Ouyang, Brother Ge, Brother Luo, you are finally here!"

"You guys are late and missed two battles..."

The evil evildoers from all walks of life can't wait to surround themselves, and describe the situation of the two wars just now to Shang Zhian and others.

Knowing the situation just now, Shang Zhi'an and others frowned and shook their heads.

"It's really bad luck!"

"With so many of us, how can he be trampled underfoot by him alone?"

"He has to fight five games in a row, and you won't dare to play after only two games. Don't you even have the courage to challenge him?"

Shang Zhi'an, Ouyang Leide and Ge Yongsheng frowned and scolded, deeply disappointed by the crowd's flinching.