After Ma Qing said this, the No. 1 Grand Dragon of the Beast Mountain made a "soft groan" in his mouth.

"Do you know what kind of punishment you will suffer by lying to me?"

His eyes were filled with blood and he stared at Ma Qing.

Ma Qing only felt an invisible pressure pressing on her body, and the blood in her body seemed to be condensed.

He tried to take a breath and said, "I know! But everything my subordinates say is true... What's more, Lin Hao was brought into the Beast Mountain by the saint! Please ask the Grand Dragon to make a move!"

As Ma Qing said the name of "Saint" in his mouth, the face of the No. 1 Dragon in the Beast Mountain became even more ugly.

Obviously, he knew that Ma Qing's words were to let the saint protect Lin Hao.

"You think you want to threaten me if you take out the name of the saint?"

The skinny old man obviously didn't eat this trick, and said coldly.

Ma Qing knelt on the ground and said, "I don't dare!"

"Since I don't dare, get out of here!"

With a roar, an invisible aura rolled up, and Ma Qing's body was instantly rolled out. With a roar, his body landed under the ring and could no longer get up.

Seeing Ma Qing being hit by the Grand Dragon seriously injured, a rage rose from Lin Hao's heart.

"Boy, I ask you again, where can you find your two green demon wolves?"

Lin Hao stood there, his spiritual power had already flowed out, and he looked at the Grand Secretary Long and said, "If you want to do it, why should you find such a bad excuse?"

"Okay, okay, okay! This is your own fault! No wonder I am!"

When the words came, the Grand Secretary Dragon waved his right hand and a terrifying blood energy appeared, and a blood-colored sickle transformed into the air! The sickle seduced soul, and the audience was filled with blood energy in the moment it appeared! Many cultivators from the Black God Tribe, when they saw the Nascent Soul Grand Secretary Dragon take action, quickly retreated in shock.

Lin Hao was not afraid! Standing there, the twelve anti-normal Taoist platforms in his Qi Mansion also started to operate frantically. As the twelve Taoist platforms were running, a terrifying spiritual vortex formed around him.

Battle!! Just as the blood-colored sickle of the Grand Dragon slashed down from the air, a sudden cry of yell came from the air! "Stop!"

Immediately afterwards, an angry dragon roar fell directly from the air! A purple dragon that was more than ten feet long, riding a red figure, flew down from the air.

She, the saint of the Wushen Tribe: Luo Li! After Luo Li appeared, the Grand Dragon, who had already taken action, let out a muffled groan, waved his right hand, and took the blood-colored sickle back.

"Meet the Saint!"

Thousands of Ximanzhou monks around him knelt down the moment they saw Luo Li appear.

I saw Luo Li, who was riding a purple dragon of more than ten feet long, flew down from the air, her delicate body flashed and landed in front of Lin Hao! The girl still looked like that, with barefoots and a golden bell tied to her snow-white cunning. After she flew down, she smiled at Lin Hao first, and then said, "Is it okay?"

Lin Hao smiled: "It's okay!"

While Lin Hao was talking to Luo Li, the huge purple dragon whistled at the Yuanying Grand Secretary Long, as if he wanted to attack the Grand Secretary Long! "Little Dragon! Come back!"

With Lin Hao screaming, the huge purple dragon glared at the number one dragon in the beast mountain unwillingly, and then walked to Lin Hao obediently!! Seeing this scene... everyone present was surprised! Be good! Who is Lin Hao?

In addition to two strange and powerful green demon wolves around him, why is there a... purple dragon around him! Moreover, the purple dragon looks clearly a seventh-level monster!! A seventh-level monster is comparable to the Nascent Soul Realm!! Why does Lin Hao have such a powerful monster around him?

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At this moment, not only the monks from Ximanzhou around were stunned, but even the Great Dragon in the Beast Mountain had a look even more ugly! He had sensed Lin Hao's green demon wolf, emitting the power of a "holy wolf"! So he wanted to snatch it!! But he never expected that Lin Hao was surrounded by a purple dragon, and a seventh-level monster! Although he was the Great Dragon in the Beast Mountain, there was also a seventh-level monster around him... But no matter what, he still couldn't compare with Lin Hao now!! "Damn kid, who is it?

Why are there so many great monsters around you?"

His eyes became colder and colder, and he was thinking.

After the arrival of the Saint Luo Li, the three Nascent Soul Priests above the ring also stood up.

"I pay homage to the saint!"

The three of them said, saluting Luo Li slightly! Luo Li quickly waved his hand and said, "High Priest, don't be polite. Today, I'm just here to have fun!"

Hearing Luo Li say this, the three high priests smiled.

Luo Li has a very high status in the Wushen Tribe! As a famous saint of the Wushen Tribe, no one can do anything to her except the leader of the Wushen Tribe! Even the Grand Secretary Dragon, known as the No. 1 in the Wushen Tribe, cannot! Therefore, after the three high priests worshipped Luo Li, the thin Grand Secretary Dragon also stood up and said slowly: "I pay homage to the saint!"

Luo Li glanced at him and said, "Mo Da Silong, why be so polite? This beast mountain is your territory!"

"The saint's words are so serious. Whether it is the Beast Mountain or the surrounding area, they are all in the Wushen Tribe! How dare I be the king of that mountain?"

Mo Dasi Long Dao.

Hearing him say this, Luo Li smiled and said, "I'm kidding, don't mind Mo Dasilong!"

After saying that, Luo Li turned her head and smiled and said, "By the way, I heard that you are playing the Silong Advanced Competition today. You guys continue, don't worry about me!"

The beast trainers all lowered their heads and remained silent! Some beast trainers who were killed by Lin Hao Xiaomao were even more miserable! But they didn't dare to say anything more! "Hey, why are you not competing anymore?

Has the result been made?"

She said, looking around.

When the three priests of the Black God tribe on the ring saw this scene, the old man in a brown robe couldn't help but say, "I'm sure that the saint is not hiding it, this Silong competition is indeed coming to an end!"

"oh?

Yeah?

Then who won the result?”

Luo Li asked again.

The old man in a brown robe suddenly pointed his finger at Lin Hao.

Luo Li looked at Lin Hao, and suddenly opened her mouth and smiled.

“Really?

He won?"

The high priest said, "If no one challenges him, he is indeed the winner today!"

After saying that, the high priest turned his head and looked around and said, "Who else do you have to accept it? But just challenge him?

If not, then he would be the Dragon Sector position in Beast Mountain today!”
Chapter completed!