And the golden dragon is not born like this.

Legend has it that only when a dragon practices to the saint stage can it transform into a golden dragon.

The Dragon Clan is a naturally powerful race. Zhulong, who has been practicing for a short time, can tie with Yuqing. What if Zhulong practices to the level of a saint?

This is unimaginable.

In other words, this dragon must have practiced to the extreme before it can be like this.

Even before seeing Pu Zihuang with her own eyes, she didn't believe that there were really creatures like the golden dragon in the world.

Because the dragon clan is already extremely talented, they are different from the human monks.

The human race is originally extremely weak, but it can reach the top through acquired cultivation.

Although the dragon clan is born powerful, they are also shackled by their bloodlines. The more they practice, the more difficult it is, and it is difficult to reach the top level.

Pu Zihuang murmured to himself, "I didn't expect that there is really a dragon that can cultivate into a golden dragon..."

Ruan Ling smiled and said, "Actually, from my bloodline inheritance memory, I also know that the most powerful and top-level dragon clan is the golden dragon. However, I never thought that there were really a senior of the dragon clan who could practice this way. I really admire it."

"But, how could such a powerful golden dragon be trapped here?" Pu Zihuang was puzzled.

"Did you forget that this is the Dragon Slaying Formation?" Ruan Ling raised her eyes and glanced around, "It's not just this senior, there should be at least seventy or eighty seniors of the Dragon Clan here. Otherwise, there wouldn't be such a strong dragon roar. This is the dragon's cemetery."

Pu Zihuang was shocked by this number and didn't say anything for a while.

"Although Yuqing is a saint, how could he kill so many dragons?"

"Because... despicable is the pass for the despicable, noble is the epitaph of the noble."

"Huh?" Pu Zihuang was shocked by this sentence and couldn't help but stare at Ruan Ling.

Ruan Ling smiled and said, "Don't you understand? Even if you have thousands of spells, you can still die in the despicable trap of shameless people."

Pu Zihuang was silent for a moment and said softly, "This sentence makes a lot of sense."

Ruan Ling smiled, then looked around and asked him, "How did you come in?"

"I was just passing by and was pulled in by Nezha." Pu Zihuang said, "This little Nezha didn't know what he was crazy about, and he actually fought against his master."

How could he know that this was entirely because Ruan Ling was provoking it in the middle.

Ruan Ling smiled wickedly, "The power of love is powerful."

Pu Zihuang glanced at her a few times and said, "You did it."

Who doesn’t know about Nezha and Princess Donghai’s childhood sweetheart?

However, Pu Zihuang's eyes were a bit meaningful.

Ruan Ling looked at him, "It seems that you know a lot of things."

"Each of each other." Pu Zihuang stopped looking at her, looked up at the darker and darker sky, and said, "Let's try to find a way to leave here quickly. Since this is a dragon-slaying array, why are you still unscathed?"

Even he was injured when he first came in.

Ruan Ling said, "Maybe Yuqing is kind and can't bear to kill me."

Pu Zihuang curled her lips, "Do you believe this?"

Yuqing now wants to tear her with her own hands.

Ruan Ling did not answer his question and said, "Actually, the dragon senior passed on me a little magical power so that I could stay here without being hurt. Let's wait a little longer. It's too early to go out, I'm afraid that Yuqing will be suspected. In addition, I also want to collect all the remains of the dragon bones here and take them out together."
Chapter completed!