"Is the Lord of the City begging for mercy from this dragon?"
"The cultivation of this dragon is still a few points lower than that of the Lord of the City. The Lord of the City actually begged for mercy from a monster whose cultivation is not as good as his own. This really brings shame to our Jincheng! "
"Yes, the Lord of the City has only fought twice before begging for mercy. Could it be that his strength is really enhanced by the power of medicine, as Shenlong said!"
"So when it comes to actual combat, compared to the divine dragons of the same realm, he can't defeat him?"
"It's really a disgrace to me, Jincheng!"
…
As Liu Zong's voice begging for mercy sounded, Jincheng instantly exploded.
Countless warriors looked at Liu Zong, their original admiration completely disappeared, replaced by their faces full of disgust, disgust, and even shame.
"Won't I kill you?"
"Aren't you very arrogant? Are you going to burn your grandfather and me?"
"Want to ask for mercy now?"
"late!"
Listening to these discussions, a cold gleam flashed in Xiaojiao's eyes.
Looking at Liu Zong, he said with contempt.
"The dragon roars in the sky!"
"die!"
The next moment, a cold voice sounded in the void.
"Hoho..."
Following the roar of the little dragon, the mighty dragon burst out violently.
In front of the city lord's palace in Jincheng, countless warriors looked at the void. The faces of the warriors with higher cultivation levels that had just softened turned pale again.
As for those warriors with lower cultivation levels, they couldn't help but crouch on the ground, their bodies trembling.
"What a terrifying divine dragon! The power of this divine dragon has surpassed the realm of a heavenly king!"
"This pressure is so strong, so terrifying!"
"It seems that Jincheng is about to change its dynasty!"
"The Lord of the City is afraid that he will die in the hands of this dragon today!"
"You can't look down on others with your dog's eyes!"
…
One after another, the figures looked at the golden dragon body hundreds of feet tall with astonishment on their faces, their eyes full of astonishment.
At this moment, those warriors who originally underestimated Xiao Jiao secretly warned themselves that they could not underestimate anyone in the future.
Looking at that proud figure, the disciples in Jincheng's eyes were full of awe.
"Hoho..."
After roaring a few times, the next moment, the golden figure that was a hundred feet in size flashed and disappeared from the place.
When he appeared again, he was already in front of Liu Zong.
"Little reptile, I beg for mercy so much, but you won't let me go!"
"When I come back next time, I will cut you into pieces and burn them in red!"
Looking at the little dragon so close, Liu Zong's eyes suddenly flashed with light.
In his hand, a rune shining with golden light appeared in his hand.
He said with a sinister expression on his face, and reached out to crush the rune in his hand.
"Little Jiao, what he has in his hand is the escape talisman!"
"He wants to escape!"
At this moment, Mo Wentian looked at this scene and seemed to have discovered something. A cold light flashed in his eyes and he quickly sent a message to Xiao Jiao.
"You still want to escape in front of your Grandpa Xiaojiao?"
"late!"
Hearing this, the murderous intention in Xiaojiao's eyes was terrifying, and a cold and arrogant voice sounded in the void.
The next moment, Xiao Jiao's figure flashed, and a rolling dragon's power spread instantly, and the rolling dragon's power enveloped Liu Zong.
"die!"
A cold voice sounded.
In the void, everyone could only see the shining golden rune in Liu Zong's hand. Before he could crush it, a dazzling golden light passed by his chest.
Immediately, the little dragon's shimmering golden tail was like a sharp sword, directly passing through Liu Zong's strong tendon and piercing his chest.
"this… "
"How can this be?"
Liu Zong's eyes were full of disbelief.
But the vitality in his body was passing crazily.
"boom… "
The next moment, Liu Zong's body, which was hundreds of feet in size, hit the ground hard, creating a large crater of several dozen feet.
Liu Zong, the perfect king of heaven, fell!
Xiaojiao's speed was so fast that Liu Zong didn't even have time to escape.
"The Heavenly King is perfect, it's too easy for me to kill him now!"
Xiao Jiao looked at Liu Zong's lifeless body with boundless contempt in his eyes.
In fact, Mo Wentian used so many moves just to show off in front of these Jincheng disciples.
If he wants to quickly deal with Liu Zong, all he needs to do is swing the dragon's tail!
"The Lord of the City is dead!"
"The city lord died in the hands of this dragon!"
"This dragon is so scary!"
"The Lord of the City is dead, then who will be in charge of Jin City from now on?"
…
One after another, figures came back to their senses from the previous battle and couldn't help but sigh.
Xiaojiao's terrifying move, Dragon Swinging its Tail, was deeply imprinted in the minds of countless people.
At this moment, looking at the hundred-foot-long dragon body in the void, some Jincheng disciples actually started to run away.
It seemed as if they were afraid that Xiao Jiao would attack them.
"Buzzing..."
But at this moment, the little dragon's figure flashed and turned into a small snake again, and landed on Mo Wentian's shoulder.
"Boss, mission accomplished!"
Looking at Mo Wentian, Xiaojiao couldn't hide his joy.
"Boss... this dragon actually landed on that kid's shoulders, and you still called that kid boss?"
"The aura of this boy is only in the middle stage of the Heavenly King. He is just a warrior in the middle stage of the Heavenly King. The divine dragon in the Heavenly King's Perfection Realm actually calls him the boss?"
"This dragon seems to be very respectful to that boy. Who is this boy?"
"The dragons who can make the king of heaven consummate are respectful. This boy must not be simple!"
…
Seeing the little dragon landing on Mo Wentian's shoulder, Jincheng instantly began to boil.
Even the warriors who had originally planned to escape stopped in place, looking at this scene with astonishment in their eyes.
"Little Jiao, not bad!"
Looking at Xiaojiao, Mo Wentian raised the corner of his mouth slightly.
"Boss, Liu Zong has been killed by us. What are you going to do next?"
Suddenly, he seemed to remember something, and a flash of light flashed in Xiaojiao's eyes.
"what to do?"
"Then of course we will conquer Jincheng!"
A cold voice sounded, and an extremely cold gleam rose in Mo Wentian's eyes.
"Conquer Jincheng?"
"Boss, I'm not good at subduing things like this. I'll leave it to you!"
Hearing this, Xiaojiao's figure flashed and slipped directly into Mo Wentian's arms, and lay down, looking leisurely and contented.
"Little Jiao, there is a first time for everything!"
"Although you are not good at it now, you will be good at it after you conquer it a few times!"
Mo Wentian looked at Xiaojiao with a serious look on his face.