At this moment in the dragon's tomb.

It's in chaos.

Long Yuan's remains have not been buried yet. The five dragon clan leaders led by the Golden Dragon Black Dragon clan, a total of seven Mahayana realms, all launched attacks and rushed to the old Qinglong!

At the same time, Long Tianque, who was standing behind the old Qinglong, also turned against each other!

"Go to die!"

Long Tianque slapped the old Qinglong's heart with a palm!

As long as he dies, Long Tianque will be the new leader of the Qinglong clan!

Long Yuan's essence and blood belonged to him, and the condition he gave up was that the Qinglong clan would be willing to serve as a dependent on him and be headed by the Golden Dragon and the Black Dragon clans!

Long Tianque's narrowed eyes were full of cruelty, as if he had seen the scene of the old Qinglong dying on the spot!

But the next moment.

boom!

A scent of sky surged across all sides!

The sudden rise of figures met the realm of the seven Mahayana of the five clans!

At the same time, the old Qinglong, who had been prepared, turned around and peered against Long Tianque!

"You..." Long Tianque looked shocked. This was not the breath that a person who stepped into the coffin with half his feet should have!

"puff!"

He flew backwards with blood spurted.

He fell heavily to the ground, and Long Tianque was shocked, "Your injuries are all healed?"

"What?" The seven Mahayana realms of the Dragon Clan who were blocked by the seven figures flew back one after another, looking at the old Qinglong in surprise.

"How could you be cured?! You were seriously injured by monsters, almost dying, and the evil spirits invaded you for millions of years. Who can save you?!"

The thin leader of the Golden Dragon Clan, Long Jinjue, asked unwillingly.

No need to think about it.

This old Qinglong gave them a trick.

It was already concluded that they were going to take action today, so they had already found seven helpers from outside the Dragon Domain.

"Is that magic cultivator?"

The middle-aged leader of the Black Dragon Clan, Long Mo slowly narrowed his eyes, "I remember the Futian Demon Ancestor, once said that only the body of the Heavenly Evil can save you. It seems that that kid is the body of the Heavenly Evil."

"No need to guess, just die!" Old Qinglong shouted loudly towards the sky, and his powerful aura spread all over the world. He first killed Long Mo, the Black Dragon clan.

Long Mo's eyes showed solemnity.

Long Yuan is the Dragon Clan God of War. As his brother, the old Qinglong, is also a master that cannot be underestimated!

But once the humiliation of millions of years is restored, how could the old Qinglong just let it go?

"Kill!" Long Mo shouted loudly, "Long Xiao was prepared for it. Today, either you die or I die!"

In an instant, he rushed forward to the old Qinglong.

The two turned into two giant dragons in the void, one green and one black, and started fighting.

"That's right! Kill!"

"Even if we stop, Long Xiao will not let us go!"

Long Jinjue gritted his teeth and said, and he also turned into a huge golden dragon and fought with a helper he had sought from the old Qinglong.

Eight vs. Eight, each fighting fiercely in the world.

It seems to be evenly matched.

But in fact, the Qinglong tribe obviously has the upper hand.

Long Tianque was already injured, and the old Qinglong was as powerful as a bamboo shoot. Not long after, the black dragon stool was bleeding from the sky. Not only was the scales covered with blood and peeled off, but half of its claws were broken.

"Ah!" The black dragon screamed in terror and rolled down.

"Long Chiyun, and you!" The old Qinglong once again killed at the Red Dragon Clan's patriarch and exchanged positions with the opponent's opponent.

Long Chiyun's rosy face was already extremely pale at this moment.

His eyes were rotating wildly, and while storming the old Qinglong, he said in a hurry, "Long Xiao, we are both Dragon Clan, and no matter what conflicts are, they are internal struggles."

"How much does it cost to find these seven human race star masters today?"

"Once you kill us, you are the only one in the Mahayana realm in the Dragon Clan, and you are simply unable to support me!"

"What if these people turn against each other?"

Old Qinglong's face was slightly ached, not without such worries.

He asked Long Hui to leave the Dragon Domain and bring a few old friends in, and he had already paid some price. When he was the only one left in the Dragon Clan, the consequences were actually unimaginable!

But if not...

"I am willing to make a devil oath!"

Long Chiyun observed the old Qinglong's expression and immediately looked happy, "As long as you are willing to shake hands and make peace, I will make a devil oath and will never attack your Qinglong clan with other dragon clans in the future."

"You must also make a devil oath in your heart, and everything that happened before will be written off."

"From then on, the six dragon tribes in the Dragon Realm live in peace and have a similar status!"

"how?"

In other worlds, no matter the human race, the dragon race, everyone heard this.

Everyone's eyes flashed.

Other dragon tribe members on all sides also showed joy.

Although the Qinglong clan cannot be subdued from now on, as long as the old Qinglong vows, they will be on par with the Qinglong clan from now on!

The Qinglong clan, never think of calling himself the leader of the dragon clan again!

"unnecessary!"

Suddenly a girl's voice sounded.

The old Qinglong, who was struggling in the safety and glory of the dragon clan, was shocked all over his body.

"Girl Mu, have you come out of the Dragon Blood Pool? Zi..." He stopped halfway through his words, and a happy look in his eyes. Mu Xiahe could come out naturally means that Grandma Zijing's plan was gone!

"So it's you!"

Long Chiyun and others also looked at it.

There was a man and a woman, a black and a white, stepping into the dragon's tomb in the void.

Long Jinjue shouted coldly, "My Dragon Clan leader discusses major issues, how can you, a junior in the human race, get the room for you to interrupt!"

But Mu Xia ignored him.

He will cry later.

Mu Xia fell to the ground with a smile and reached out and pointed at the old Qinglong.

"Don't resist, Senior Qinglong."

The old Qinglong really didn't resist. A piece of memory broke into the old Qinglong's eyebrows and entered his sea of ​​consciousness.

Everyone present shrank. Unexpectedly, Old Qinglong valued and trusted this little girl so much, and opened his sea of ​​consciousness to her without any defense!

The next moment.

He saw the old Qinglong's body trembling violently.

Suddenly there was a loud laughter coming to the sky.

"So that's it, so that's it, hahaha..."

"puff!"

Old Qinglong forced a mouthful of blood to his heart!

This drop of blood is suspended in the void, not essence and blood, but it is also the top priority in the body of immortal cultivators.

With blood as the guide, a square array diagram is faintly formed in the void...

.
Chapter completed!