Great Emperor Myriad

? "This Long Yuan Ancient Sword is so strong?"

Long Aotian also opened his eyes wide, and was shocked by the threat of this sword, his eyes were full of incredible gods.

Although he was confident that he had the Dragon Abyss Ancient Sword in his hand and should be able to fight the Black Fox Saint, he didn't expect this Dragon Abyss Ancient Sword to be so powerful that it almost cut the Black Fox Saint in half with one sword drop.

The black fox saint looked extremely miserable. One arm and the small half of his body were wiped out in ashes. Although as a saint, he could mobilize the power of the heavens and the earth. He possessed an incomparably majestic life force. An arm grew again, but she still lost a lot of life origin, and her face became pale.

Whoo!

But at this moment, Ling Xiao's figure flashed, and he appeared directly in front of the Black Fox Saint, his eyes were calm and calm, but he gave the Black Fox Saint an immense pressure.

"I...I admit defeat!"

The black fox saint smiled wryly.

She didn't expect that Ling Xiao had the cultivation base of the Great Sage, and the combat power was so terrifying that she immediately sealed the Black Snake Saint Black Golden Toad Saint.

Even Long Aotian, who looked like a soft persimmon, had a crippled Extreme Dao imperial soldier in his hand. The Black Fox Saint instantly lost any intent to fight, and he simply gave in.

"Friend Lingxiao...too strong!"

The black dragon saint's eyes were also full of shock.

He found that he still underestimated Ling Xiao's cultivation base. He didn't expect Ling Xiao to be a great saint. He was also glad that his instincts were right again. He didn't show malice when he came up, otherwise he might be worse off now than the black fox. The saint is still miserable.

A trace of awe was involuntarily revealed in the eyes of the Black Dragon Saint.

For the demon race, the saying of respecting the strong may be more true. Ling Xiao used her strength to win the awe of the four great demon saints!

"Now I give you two choices. The first is to hand over a trace of your natal soul and recognize my cousin Long Aotian as the master, and the second is to destroy the soul!"

Ling Xiao faintly looked at the mysterious snake saint, golden toad saint and black fox saint and said.

The three demon saints all felt cold in their hearts. Although Ling Xiao's voice was very flat, they heard the killing intent in the words.

If they really dare to resist, Ling Xiao will really kill them!

"My lord, we are willing to recognize you as Lord, he is only a semi-saint..."

There was a trace of struggle on the face of Saint Profound Snake, gritted his teeth and said.

"I don't need you rubbish, I want to be my slave, at least I must be a holy king! If it weren't for you to be useful, I won't say so much nonsense to you! It is also your honor to recognize Long Aotian as Lord , Tell me your choices now!"

Ling Xiao said indifferently.

"The Holy King can be your servant?"

After hearing what Ling Xiao said, although the mysterious snake sage, the golden toad sage, and the black fox sage didn't dare to refute, they slandered in their hearts, thinking that Ling Xiao was too big.

But they also know that now they have no choice but to admit their fate.

"I am willing to recognize Master Long Aotian as the master!"

Saint Profound Snake gritted his teeth and nodded.

Saint Jin Chan and Saint Black Fox struggled, and finally the desire to live still overwhelmed everything, and they both nodded and agreed.

Buzz!

They all handed over a natal soul, which was refined by Long Aotian, and from then on their life and death were in the hands of Long Aotian.

"Don't be unconvinced! My cousin is right. His servants are at least the Holy King! And I, Long Aotian, the future Dragon King, can follow me, and it is your blessing and good luck!"

Although Long Aotian was happy in his heart, and suddenly there were three saintly servants, he still smiled proudly on the surface.

The three demon sages didn’t agree with it, but Long Aotian had been to the hell world, and he naturally knew that what Ling Xiao said was true. There were a dozen servants of the holy king under Ling Xiao. When the saint reaches the world of hell, I am afraid that he will be scared to death.

"The future Dragon King Dragon?!"

The three major demon saints all shocked, and there was a hint of incredible god in their eyes.

"You... do you have the Ancestral Dragon bloodline?!"

The Black Dragon Saint shook his whole body and said with great excitement.

To become the Dragon Lord of the Dragon Clan, you must have the Ancestral Dragon bloodline. Since Long Aotian dared to say that, and Ling Xiao seemed to have acquiesced to it, this shows that Long Aotian possesses the Ancestral Dragon bloodline!

You know, besides the contemporary Dragon King, the entire dragon clan now has only three owners of the Ancestral Dragon bloodline.

"Yes! Fellow Daoist Black Dragon, Aotian does have the Ancestral Dragon bloodline. I took him to the Dragon Clan this time, just to let him compete for the next generation of Dragon Lord!"

Ling Xiao smiled indifferently.

"Competing for the next generation of dragons? How easy is it!"

The Black Dragon Saint gave a wry smile.

Even if Long Aotian has the Ancestral Dragon bloodline, but Long Aotian didn't grow up in the Dragon Clan's ancestral land since he was a child, how could the old dragons of the Dragon Clan make Long Aotian the next generation of Dragon Lord?

If there is no owner of the Ancestral Dragon bloodline among the dragons, perhaps Long Aotian still has a chance, but now it can be said that the chance is slim.

Now the Black Dragon Saint is extremely regretful that he promised to take Ling Xiao and Long Aotian to the ancestral land of the Dragon Race. Isn't this just going to die?The owners of the three Ancestral Dragon bloodlines would probably be happy to get rid of Long Aotian.

But now the Black Dragon Saint didn't dare to reject Ling Xiao directly, he could only smile bitterly, and groaned in his heart.

The three great demon saints and the black dragon saints have the same idea. Although the dragon clan is weak now, the accumulation of billions of years is placed there, and the foundation is extremely deep. How can the position of the dragon king be determined by a small saint?

I am afraid that even the holy king can't decide.

"Fellow Daoist Black Dragon, this is the dragon ball I promised you. Next, I will trouble you to take us to the ancestral land of the dragon clan!"

Ling Xiao smiled indifferently, and a six-sè dragon ball appeared in his hand, flicking his fingers slightly, and flew towards the black dragon saint.

The six-sè dragon ball represents the blood of the six-clawed dragon, and the black dragon saint is now only the blood of the three-clawed dragon. If this dragon ball can be refined, it is likely to evolve into a six-clawed dragon, and even the cultivation level may be able to break through. Holy Land.

If it had been before, the Black Dragon Saint must have been extremely excited, but at this moment the excitement was completely diminished by worry, he could only smile bitterly, and then took the Six Dragon Balls over.

"The ancestral land of the Dragon Race, in the Ten Thousand Dragons Sacred Mountain in the Eastern Wood Territory, Lingxiaodao...sir, let's go!"

The Black Dragon Saint gritted his teeth at Ling Xiao. Since he agreed, he can only go to the Dragon Ancestral Land. I hope that Ling Xiao can converge to the Dragon Ancestral Land. Otherwise, even if Long Aotian has the Ancestral Dragon bloodline, I am afraid. Can't protect them.

"Okay! Let's go!"

Swallow Ling Xiao smiled faintly.