The loud roar of the dragon shook the mountains and rivers of the ancient city, attracting the attention of many warriors in the past.
The silver dragon was nearly four hundred feet in size, casting a huge shadow in the city.
The dragon's roar was filled with anger, the silver light was shining, and the terrifying aura seemed to penetrate the void and enveloped Mangshan City.
"Silver Moon Dragon Clan" "Who has angered the Dragon Clan?
The Dragon Clan and our human race have always been in the water but not in the river.
Why is this dragon coming with such force?
This posture is going to destroy the entire city."
Amidst the roar of the dragon, Mangshan City was already boiling, and extremely huge ferocious birds fell directly to the ground, trembling in fear.
Many beasts were prostrate.
The eyes of these strong men who came driving birds and beasts showed solemnity.
Under the powerful dragon power, the beasts under their feet no longer obeyed their control at all.
"Why did the Dragon Clan invade the country?
Who aroused the Dragon Clan's anger?"
Above the sky, the giant silver dragon opened its teeth and claws, tearing through the void, roaring continuously, a pair of silver eyes gazing at the heaven and earth, swirling with silver flames.
"Come out, or I will massacre the city."
The silver dragon opened its mouth and a majestic voice sounded.
The terrifying dragon flames roared downwards, like a volcano erupting.
"A dragon stewed."
In the stone palace, the three figures swallowed subconsciously, as if their own thoughts were somewhat unable to respond.
However, the power of the dragon that was constantly washing down from the sky stimulated their minds.
"Is he trying to kill me?"
Seeing Sanwei standing in front of him without any emotion, Old Man Moyao gritted his teeth and shouted.
You can't mess with any race, but messing with the dragon clan is like stabbing the dragon's nest.
Maybe there are not many real dragons in the world, but there are too many dragon clan bloodlines.
Even the true dragon doesn't know how many sub-dragons it has created under its own absurdity.
The Yalong Clan, which has the blood of the Dragon Clan, is absolutely extremely tyrannical, and whoever offends them will definitely be pursued and beaten to death.
Qingyang Huan is looking for death if he offends these Yalong Clan.
"Mo Yao, I said that because of our thousands of years of friendship, I came with you, not to die.
Since some people are so ignorant, I have to say goodbye.
This opportunity is too big, I can't bear it, and I'm afraid of being killed.
I’m exhausted.”
"Old Jietou, you" Without waiting for Old Man Mo Yao to speak, the old figure fell towards the bottom of the stone tower.
He did not fly directly into the void.
The Silver Moon Yalong clan was in the sky, and he could not guarantee whether the angry old dragon would attack him.
"Damn it."
Old Mo Yao said bitterly, he was a grasshopper on the same rope as Qingyang Huan, and he couldn't leave whoever left.
"Lubo, you have to leave too."
Then, Mo Yao's eyes turned to the other old man.
The old man was silent under the large animal robe.
His breath was always calm.
Hearing Mo Yao's words, he shook his head slightly.
"If I leave, where can I go?"
"Is there anything else you haven't said?
Let's finish it together.
I can still bear it."
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Based on his understanding of Qingyang Huan, old man Mo Yao asked again angrily.
"The master of the palace said, let you make arrangements.
He is going to hold a banquet for all the tribes in the world on the mountain where King Mang attained enlightenment in Mangshan City.
These foreign tribes are tired after following them for so long.
They may end up starving to death.
It ruins our human race’s reputation for hospitality.”
"Crazy, absolutely crazy.
Did you say it wrong, or I heard it wrong."
Old Mo Yao yelled.
"Old Mo Yao, you'd better get ready.
The palace master will be here soon."
"What are you preparing me for?
Are you going to lick your face and come on hard?"
Mo Yao was so angry that he almost went crazy.
Sanwei didn't say anything, and pointed at the Silver Moon Yalong that was constantly showing its teeth and claws in the sky.
He saw the sky in all directions suddenly press down, and the sound of gold and iron like chains colliding came from the void.
"It's you group of dragon blasphemers" Accompanied by the sound of chains being pulled in the void, the powerful men of the Silver Moon Yalong Tribe, who had roared to heaven and earth before, let out an even more angry roar.
Four divine chains flashing with violence swept in from all directions, sealing the void.
"Look what that is" In Shanmang City, many warriors who were suppressed to the ground by the bursts of dragon power raised their heads and looked into the void.
When they saw the dragons who had shown their teeth and claws, they began to struggle.
"They're catching the dragons" There was a huge wave in the heart.
For many warriors, dragons are simply legendary existences.
They rarely appear on the land of the human race.
Even the sub-dragon tribe rarely manifests traces.
Now, a sub-dragon tribe has appeared.
Look.
It seemed that he was here to seek revenge.
It didn't take long for warriors to come out to catch him.
"Dragon abusers, you will not die well."
"I am the elder of the Silver Moon Dragon Clan.
If you catch me, you will pay the price."
Four divine chains spanned the void, locking the four thick dragon legs of the Silver Moon Dragon Clan and fixing them above Shanmang City.
"Idiot, my Dragon Blood Family has killed too many reptiles, who do you think you are?"
A wild voice sounded, causing many warriors below to tremble.
Some weak warriors swallowed their saliva and shouted in their hearts, this is the Dragon Clan, the Dragon Clan, not a pheasant in the wilderness.
"The ingredients for the feast are ready, it's time for Elder Mo Yao to take action."
Sanwei said with a smile, but Elder Mo Yao twitched the corner of his mouth.
"I knew he had boarded a pirate ship.
If he didn't cause something, he wouldn't be Qingyang Huan."
"What can I do?
There is only one way to go until it gets dark."
With a dark face, old man Mo Yao stepped out of the stone gate and headed towards the sky above Mangshan City.
"Who is this?"
The warriors in the city who were looking at the Yalong who was bound to the sky naturally saw old man Mo Yao.
"What is he going to do?
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He is heading towards the Dragon Clan.
Could it be that he is the enemy the Dragon Clan is looking for?"
After catching the voices of many warriors below, Old Man Mo Yao twitched the corner of his mouth.
I am afraid that in a few days, his name as Mo Yao will be resounding throughout the southwest of the human race.
"I, Mo Yao, was appointed to the Xinhuo Temple."
Pretendingly arching his hands in all directions, old man Mo Yao shouted.
"The master of my palace has inherited the flames of war between Wanqiong and Kunshan.
Now he is about to embark on the ancestral path of the human race.
I don't know how many years have passed since I left.
Before I leave, I would like to express my gratitude for the kindness of this land.
Before I leave, I hereby invite everyone to Heavens, treat you all with a whole dragon feast.”
Wow What In an instant, there was an uproar below, and everyone felt a roar in their ears, wondering if they had heard it wrong.
What an all-dragon feast?
However, when he saw the Silver Moon Yalong restrained in the sky, he couldn't help but be startled.
This was dragon flesh.
"All of you here are my colleagues from the human race.
In a month's time, at the top of Mang Mountain, the master of my palace will hold a dragon banquet.
Please appreciate it.
By the way, let's spread the word.
Thank you, thank you very much."
In Mangshan City, there are densely packed figures, with roars of beasts heard from time to time, and a fishy smell permeating the air.
As a large city in the north of the Luangu Kingdom, there are many True First Realm warriors coming and going, and they can't help but be shocked at this moment.
"But seriously" An old voice sounded, originating from a warrior who was standing on a black tiger under the cliff of Mangshan Mountain.
The black tiger he sat down on was like a body made of black iron, and every scale was emitting a cold light.
He was also the only warrior in the entire Mangshan City.
A ferocious beast that is not afraid of the might of the dragon.
"Dragon meat is here, and it can still be fake."
On this day, the entire Mangshan City was in an uproar.
Countless warriors headed towards the four directions to spread the news that the Xinhuo Temple would hold an all-dragon banquet and invite heroes from all over the world.
The master of the Flame Fire Temple, the bearer of destiny and war in the two kingdoms of Kunshan and Wanqiong, fellow lords of the banquet, whoever dares to come, eat big chunks of dragon meat For any warrior, nothing is more frightening than the sight of the living Silver Moon Yalong.
The Yalong clan in the half-king realm has so much blood and energy that they can't advance greatly even after taking one bite.
In Mangshan City in the north of the Luangu Kingdom, countless warriors looked in the direction of Mangshan City with burning eyes.
What, if you are of low strength and cannot enjoy dragon meat, then you can drink some dragon soup, right?
If something still doesn't work, add water, add water That is the legendary dragon.
We have heard about it from word of mouth in the past.
Even if you take a sip and smell the fragrance, you can brag about it to future generations.
We've smelled dragon meat before "Just trick me, why not?
I'm definitely famous in the Southwest Kingdom.
Those old guys who have been silent for a long time will definitely crawl out of the ground when faced with the temptation of dragon meat."
"With such a high profile, how could those alien races who are eyeing us not know that they will definitely come madly and where will they run when the time comes?"
In the stone palace, the old man Mo Yao was thinking.
He found out that ever since he met Qingyang Huan, he had become a god.
He was such a normal person for thousands of years, but now he has become a monster. . wrong
Suddenly, the old man Mo Yao raised his head suddenly, "I knew it, I knew it, this kid is not a loser, he is not a fuel-efficient lamp, so why did he become so high-profile all of a sudden?"
"Those old guys who crawled out from the ground, which one is not a person with exhausted blood in the body?
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How can a spiritual creature with such strong blood as dragon blood give up?
Life and crisis will naturally choose to live first, eat people with short mouths, and those foreign bastards will come again, How can these old guys not take action?"
"What a plan, what a plan" "This is a clear plan of mine.
One is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer.
I am holding my all-dragon banquet.
It would be fine if they don't show off their dragon flesh and don't come."
Qingyang Huan's figure suddenly appeared in the stone palace.
He looked at the old man Mo Yao who was thinking casually and said with a smile.
"Wrong Reason" was stunned for a moment, and the old man Mo Yao sighed.
It seemed that when he was thinking about it, he had almost vented the anger in his heart.
At this moment, Mo Yao saw Qingyang Huan calm down.
"Isn't it enough that all the foreign races in the world are chasing you?
Why do you want to provoke the Dragon Clan?
Don't you know how terrifying the Dragon Clan is?"
"I know."
Staring at old man Mo Yao, Qingyang Huan nodded heavily.
"Then you go and provoke the Dragon Clan."
"I don't want to specifically mess with the Dragon Clan.
Even the Golden Crow and Dapeng can do it.
Whoever lets the Dragon Clan catch up will be fine."
I like the feeling of being chased and chopped, running like the wind”: