sad!

ridiculous!

Now the Dragon Clan’s silence is exchanged for the countless dragon clan predecessors to fill the sea eye with their flesh and blood!

There is a saint in heaven, and one finger can kill the dragon clan;

The human race in the land is far beyond the dragon race!

But most of the Dragon Clan members are still dreaming of the ancient overlord, and they are unwilling to wake up in their dreams. For this reason, they keep asking the human race to promote force, but they dare not really start a war with the human race;

A few days ago, the eldest brother, the eldest prince of the Dragon Palace, arranged for someone to use such dirty tricks for the Duxian Sect, but he did not dare to stand up and write a real letter of war against the Duxian Sect!

This is my dignified dragon clan!

This is the ancient overlord who has decayed and twisted from the root!

What can I do with a 10-year-old young dragon?

Ao Yi looked at the high platform, as if he saw his father who was already in the Daluo realm;

The Great Luo Golden Immortal can only be destroyed by a great catastrophe. Even if the father abdicates, his position will be given to several uncles. He cannot sit in that position, and he cannot use the authority of the Dragon King to reverse the situation of the Dragon Clan.

Ao Yi sneered.

‘To put it bluntly, I am just a beautiful puppet who is highly expected by my fellow tribe and wants to help them breathe a sigh of relief and continue to maintain the dignity of the overlord.’

That's all.

‘My son, at today’s demon swing conference, you must select disciples from Duxian Sect to enter the venue to compete with you. Remember to win beauty and make your father happy.’

This is my mother's advice to herself.

'Your Highness, you should be responsible for taking action later. You cannot really hurt others, otherwise things will not be handled easily.'

This is the instructions given to him by the father's prime minister.

But they didn't know what they were going to do.

"...I would like to invite our birthday boy today, my second prince of the Dragon Palace in Donghai to take the stage!"

Prime Minister Turtle has already started shouting.

Ao Yi stepped into the venue with a calm face, feeling the gathering gaze, but was too lazy to see these non-dragon creatures.

Prime Minister Gui was still talking about the manuscript he had memorized before, and soon he would have to choose an opponent to compete with him. This was the "interesting performance" before the official start of the Demon Swinging Conference.

We must also give colors to the small Duxian Sect in public.

Ao Yi naturally knew his true strength, the deep accumulation in the dragon egg, the bloodline of the ancestor dragon, and the natural magical powers. Although he had only been ten years of breaking the shell, the dragons in the clan who had just become immortals were no longer his opponents.

But today...

Just as everyone is paying attention to the immortal gates near the East China Sea gather together!

He, Ao Yi, the second prince of the East China Sea Dragon Palace, who is only ten years old, wants to do a big thing!

Just now, he observed the strength of the disciple of the Duxian Sect and locked in the weakest man!

The noble dragon clan, I was slapped twice by the Duxian Sect before, but I still felt that it was not loud enough, right?

Can't wake you up yet, right?

That's OK!

Today, Ao Yi, the second prince of the Dragon King, must be upright and lose to the weakest man in the Duxian Sect!

Is this slap enough?

Wake up, Dragon Clan!

Wake up, those tribesmen who are immersed in ancient dreams!

It is not too late now. We must put aside the so-called nobility of the dragon clan and find the real way out of the dragon clan, so that the talented dragon son and dragon girl will join the saints of the three religions like those children of the human race to practice their Dharma and Taoism!

Prime Minister Turtle smiled and said, "Today, our birthday prince, the Second Prince, will find a talented person in the immortal sect to discuss it..."

Here comes.

Ao Yi took a light breath, stepped forward, and looked at the seat of Duxianmen.

In addition, everyone in the venue also looked at the seat of Duxianmen.

"you."

Ao Yi raised his right hand and pointed at the weakest man in Duxian Sect that he had chosen before. He spoke in his somewhat tender voice:
Chapter completed!