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Long Yunfeng walked towards the Yellow River Dragon Palace with Tie Fan, Ling'er, and Ao Gan, and Long Yunfeng looked at it, a beautiful crystal palace was standing, surrounded by teams of well-trained elite soldiers patrolling and guarding.

Seeing Ao Gan's arrival, the doorman respectfully saluted Ao Gan and said, "I've seen Your Majesty!"

Ao Gan was in a hurry when he heard this, these guys who have no eyesight, didn't they see that I deliberately lagged behind the Dragon Emperor by half a position? As soon as he wanted to explain, Long Yunfeng waved his hand to stop Ao Qian. It's troublesome to explain this kind of thing, and it will be explained in a unified way in the future, and Long Yunfeng doesn't mind this kind of thing very much.

Stepping into the Dragon Palace, Long Yunfeng suddenly raised his eyebrows, and said to himself: "Interesting, interesting, there is even a Da Luo Jin Immortal in it." Mo Ang and Ao Quan definitely don't have this strength, it must be the Arhat who came with Mo Ang and Ao Quan!"

"Da Luo Jin Xian?" Ao Qian behind him was startled.

"I don't know which Arhat is on the second floor. Long Yunfeng said indifferently. It seems that he didn't take that Da Luo Jin Immortal in his eyes at all. Indeed, the Bull Demon King of the fourth layer of Da Luo has all fallen down, not to mention the second layer of Da Luo Jin Immortal.

In the hall of the Yellow River Dragon Palace, a monk wearing a yellow monk's robe sat upright, his face was fierce, and he looked angry, which made people daunting.

The yellow-robed monk suddenly frowned, and felt Long Yunfeng's probe: "Didn't you say that the strength of the Yellow River Dragon King Ao Gan is only at the peak of the Taiyi Golden Immortal?"

"That's right, Dragon Slayer Venerable. The old immortal of the Yellow River Dragon King Ao Gan only has the strength of the late stage of Taiyi Golden Immortal, and with the Venerable here, he must be able to capture it. A young nobleman in a luxurious robe sat next to him, with flattery on his face.

The yellow-robed monk turned out to be the head of the eighteen Arhats, the Dragon Descending Arhats! No wonder there was a strong strength of the second layer of Da Luo. As for the young noble son in a luxurious robe, it was Moang, the eldest prince of the West Sea.

Moang's recent experience is also a bit pitiful, the Dragon King of the West Sea Ao Yan and Guanyin discussed it well, and planned to let Moang make a mistake, and then make a fuss, and finally was imprisoned in the Eagle Sorrow Stream.

Unlike the little white dragon, Mo Ang knew about this matter from the beginning, and Mo Ang didn't care at all about being ridden by a mortal man, as long as he could have strong strength, what was it?

But who knows, just a few months after entering the Eagle Sorrow Stream, he was called out by Guanyin again, if it weren't for the fact that he couldn't afford to provoke him, Moang would have wanted to beat Guanyin, this is a pastime for the prince?

Guanyin also seemed to know that he was doing something a little inauthentic, and out of compensation, he pointed out Moang, and now Moang also has the cultivation of the peak of the Golden Immortal, which can be regarded as a chance.

"Hmph! Taiyi Golden Immortal Late Stage?This seat feels that there is a powerful aura outside, and the strength is not under this seat. Who else in the Yellow River is stronger than Ao Gan?" the Dragon Descending Arhat scolded. King Kong is angry, and the temper of the dragon descending arhat is already short-tempered, although he is the head of the eighteen arhats, he is easy to kill. So although the strength is up and the loyalty to Buddhism is enough, he just can't become a bodhisattva.

"What? There are people in the Yellow River who are stronger than Ao Gan? Could it be that Ao Gan's old fellow has also found some help?" said Moang incredulously.

"How can it compare to you, a waste material who has abandoned your dignity and become a slave of others, and found an outsider to intervene in the internal affairs of the Dragon Clan?" Long Yunfeng's mocking voice sounded.

"Who is it?" said Moang, startled, and looked at the door.

"Your ancestor!" Long Yunfeng walked in with an evil smile on his face, with incomparably arrogant and domineering.

"It's you!" Mo Ang looked at Long Yunfeng hatefully, it was this little bastard who took away his title of the first person in the new generation of the four seas, only when he was a child, he could suppress him and insult him, but as time passed little by little, he went from suppressing him to a tie, and finally to being beaten by him. In the end, it almost became a nightmare in my heart.

However, now Mo Ang is not afraid of Long Yunfeng, because he is no longer what he used to be, but he doesn't know that his so-called what he is not what he used to be is no different in Long Yunfeng's eyes.

Mo Ang, who thought he was stronger than Long Yunfeng, suppressed his fear, thinking that this was his chance to be ashamed, and said arrogantly: "Which waste is shouting in my Dao, it turns out that you are a little bastard of the West Sea, the shame of the dragon clan!"

As he spoke, he suddenly saw the beautiful face of the iron fan, and his eyes couldn't help revealing a strong possessiveness, and at this moment, Mo Ang felt that his proud beautiful concubines had become extremely ugly, and there was no way to compare with them, just like the difference between dung and white clouds.

You must get her, only you deserve to have her, how can that little white dragon have a beauty of this level?

"Beautiful young lady, I don't know why you want to stay with this little brute, you must be deceived by the rhetoric of the evil seed, he is just a criminal of the heavenly court, it is better to stay away from him. And he is the third prince of the Dragon King of the West Sea, and he will definitely be able to inherit the throne of the Dragon King of the West Sea in the future......"

"Bold Moang, he is so disrespectful to the Dragon Emperor and the Dragon Queen, and he quickly knelt down and pleaded guilty!" Long Yunfeng and the Iron Fan didn't say anything, Ao Qian on the side couldn't stand it, what kind of thing are you little Prince of the West Sea? You dare to be so arrogant and arrogant in front of me, scolding the Dragon Emperor for being a "evil seed" and molesting the Dragon Queen, looking for death!

"Dragon Emperor?Dragon Queen?What are you kidding? Ao Qian, you can't be old and confused, right? This little bastard is also worthy of being called the Dragon Emperor?"

"Shut up!" mongrel, what a hateful name, hearing Mo Ang shout so smoothly, a strong restlessness surged in the depths of Long Yunfeng's soul. This is the resentment of the little white dragon hidden in the depths of Long Yunfeng's soul, Long Yunfeng inherited the mana and soul of the little white dragon, and also inherited his grievances.

Although the little white dragon died, his sanity had completely disappeared, but the strong resentment remained. After killing the nine-headed insect and dealing with the Ten Thousand Saints Princess, most of this resentment was eliminated, but the real key to eliminating the resentment was the Dragon King of the West Sea, Ao Yan and Mo Ang, and the Dragon Queen of the West Sea.

This sentence of "shut up" contains Long Yunfeng's dragon chanting technique, with great mana, it sounded like thunder in Moang's brain.

Mo Ang was shocked to the point that his facial features were bleeding, and he felt that a powerful mana was rushing towards his spiritual platform, eroding his soul, and he wanted to resist but found that he was completely unable to resist, and his heart was shocked, so he could only close his eyes in despair and wait for death.

However, when that mana hit his spiritual platform, suddenly a peaceful and warm golden light appeared on his spiritual platform, resisting Long Yunfeng's mana.

Mo Ang, who had survived the catastrophe, took a breath, and looked at Long Yunfeng with a frightened look in his eyes, it was too terrifying, if it weren't for the protection of the Buddha relics given to him by the Dragon Venerable King Buddha, he would probably be a fool at this moment!

"Buddha Relic, I didn't expect you to have completely become a lackey of the Buddha Sect, and even the dignity of the Dragon Clan is gone! Then you can die!" Long Yunfeng said coldly with a cold glow in his eyes.

After getting the inheritance of the ancestral dragon, Long Yunfeng's sense of belonging to the dragon clan is extremely strong, and he hates people like Moang who betray the dragon clan, even if there is no previous entanglement, Long Yunfeng will not let him go.

"Hmph, dare to kill people lightly in front of this seat, is it really true that this seat does not exist?" said the Dragon Descending Arhat coldly. He was extremely angry at Long Yunfeng's ignorance.

Long Yunfeng's eyes were like sharp swords shooting straight at the Dragon Descending Arhat, the golden light on his body surged, and a golden dragon phantom flew behind him, showing incomparable majesty and the domineering of the emperor.

The body of the Dragon Descending Arhat was shocked, and a golden dragon also appeared on his body, and a strong momentum surged towards the dragon cloud wind.

"Bang" "Humph"

The first sound was the sound of two momentum colliding in the air, and the second sound was made by Long Yunfeng's golden divine dragon after it overwhelmed the golden dragon of the dragon descending Arhat, and the dragon descending Arhat suffered internal injuries.

"Descend the dragon Arhat!" Long Yunfeng said in a low voice. There is only one Arhat with the golden dragon coiled in Buddhism, there is no semicolon, and it is difficult to recognize it, but have you really descended a dragon?

From today onwards, you can change your name to Dragonfall!