There were waves of exclamations among the dragons.
No one noticed how this red-haired man appeared.
The group of dragons watched as the white-robed young man's palm was about to fall on Guyun's face. There was already an additional figure between the two of them!
Moreover, he tightly grasped the wrist of the young man in white robe!
"It's the dragon from just now!"
Among the dragons, a dragon recognized him. This person was the red-haired man who had just talked to him.
"The Candle Dragon Clan?"
"It seems so, but the blood is not pure!"
"It looks like it just broke through."
There was a burst of discussion among the dragons.
"Um?"
The expression of the young man in white robe changed drastically.
Why did the person appear? Even he didn't see clearly!
He subconsciously twitched his arm back, only to find that the visitor's palm was like a steel hoop, locking his wrist so tightly that he couldn't move!
"Who are you!"
The young man in white robe asked sharply.
Sudden!
The young man in white robe changed color in shock and cried out in pain.
He suddenly felt that the visitor's palm was slowly increasing force, and there were bursts of severe pain in his wrist, and the bones were about to be crushed!
"Answer my question, who are you talking about seeking death?"
Su Zimo asked coldly.
"kill!"
The young man in white robe endured the pain, and a dragon roar burst out from deep in his throat. He turned his other arm and hit Su Zimo's head hard!
Click!
Su Zimo's palm transports power.
The wrist of the young man in white robe was immediately broken!
Then, his palm seemed to be lifted slightly, and it fell on the cheek of the young man in white robe. He flew away more than ten feet and fell in front of the dragon formation!
The dragons were in an uproar!
The young man in white robe was covered in dust, his wrist was broken, and half of his face was shattered. He was coughing up blood and fainted!
With just one slap, the incoming person severely injured a Void-Returning Realm dragon!
"Who are you?"
"I have seen all the dragons from the Zhulong lineage who have returned to the void realm, but I have never seen you at all!"
Many dragons stood up, with sharp expressions and fierce eyes, exuding murderous intent, and shouted questions at Su Zimo.
If they saw the young man in white robe suffering such a serious injury, the monks who were watching in the world of cultivation would definitely have some scruples.
But among the dragon clan, this kind of scene is already commonplace for dragons.
This kind of scene cannot calm the dragons at all!
"Master, you are here!"
Gu Yun looked at the back in front of him, his heart lightened, and he finally showed a smile, completely relaxing.
He only stayed in the ancient sacred spring for less than seven days.
For the next twenty days or so, he would endure the torture of various dragon clans every day. He had no time to rest and practice, and his whole spirit was almost broken!
If he hadn't been thinking about Su Zimo in his heart, I'm afraid he wouldn't have been able to survive.
At this time, seeing Su Zimo appear, his spirit completely relaxed.
Guyun knew that as long as Su Zimo was here, no one could hurt him, let alone the four major dragon clans of the Zalong clan, not even the five dragon clans!
Facing the dragons' questioning, Su Zimo looked indifferent and ignored them completely. He turned around, helped Guyun to sit next to the dragon's lair.
"Taking these elixirs will help your injury."
Su Zimo took out many bottles and cans from his storage bag and placed them in Guyun's arms. He suppressed the anger in his heart and whispered: "Watch here, I'll help you vent your anger!"
"good!"
Guyun didn't say much and nodded vigorously.
"I understand, you are another outsider, you are Long Mo from the Zhulong Clan!"
At this moment, among the dragons, a young man from the Panlong tribe stood up, pointed at Su Zimo and said in a deep voice: "Your blood is not pure, and you are not worthy of being with us!"
"Long Mo, it turns out it's him!"
"I heard that he came in based on the recommendation of the old patriarch of the Zhulong lineage. He has no qualifications at all!"
"That's right, why does Zhulong, who has impure blood, enjoy the ancient divine spring?"
"Long Mo, I want to challenge you!"
The young man from the Panlong clan said loudly with murderous intent and bright eyes.
Su Zimo turned around, looked around, nodded, and said: "Okay, okay, okay! Come on together, I'll take care of everything!"
One person challenges more than a hundred dragons!
"Arrogant!"
"presumptuous!"
The dragons sneered and scolded one after another.
The young man from the Panlong clan sneered: "Haha, the only way to fight against the dragon clan is to fight alone! If you want us to be punished for violating clan rules, there is no need to show your scheming to embarrass us!"
Su Zimo was struggling in the world of cultivation, and few people at the same level dared to fight with him alone.
He has become accustomed to using one against many.
Unexpectedly, there are such rules in this dragon clan.
Of course, this is also the pride of the Dragon Clan.
"Well."
Su Zimo nodded and said: "Next!"
When Su Zimo just said the word '下', his body flashed and he had already arrived in front of the Panlong tribe youth.
When the word '一' fell, Su Zimo took action.
In the stunned eyes of the Panlong clan, a punch hit his chest hard!
The word 'ge' fell.
This young man from the Panlong Tribe has fallen far away, his chest collapsed deeply. He was coughing up blood.
"I come!"
A young man from the Yulong tribe stood up.
Without saying a word, Su Zimo stepped forward, raised his palm, spread his fingers, as if he could block out the sky and the sun, and suppressed the Yulong tribe youth!
An extremely tragic aura rushed towards his face.
The Yulong tribe youth felt suffocated under this breath!
"It's so terrifying and irresistible!"
This is the only thought in the mind of the Yulong tribe youth.
He subconsciously raised his arms and held them up.
boom!
Su Zimo's palm fell on the arms of the Yulong clan
Click!
There was no pause at all, and the sound of cracking bones sounded.
The Yulong tribe youth's arms were directly beaten into two pieces, and the broken bones were exposed, stained with blood, which was shocking!
Su Zimo's palm still had enough strength to fall on the man's Tianling Cap, and he rubbed it gently.
The young man from the Yulong tribe fainted on the spot.
Under the gaze of the dragons, Su Zimo just raised his palm, pressed and rubbed it, and the rain dragon fainted!
Su Zimo said calmly: "Next one."
"kill!"
A young man from the Yunlong tribe appeared and came to Su Zimo. He stretched out his hands, and his sharp nails popped out and grabbed Su Zimo's face!
Su Zimo's expression remained unchanged and he ignored the Yunlong tribe youth's probing fingernails. He just stretched out his palms and suppressed them head on!
A ruthless look flashed in the eyes of the young man from the Yunlong tribe.
His nails are extremely sharp, comparable to divine weapons, and can even penetrate divine stones!
This Long Mo used his flesh and blood body to resist his nails, which was like hitting an egg against a stone!
Click, click, click!
The young man from the Yunlong tribe has not yet finished his thoughts.
All of his fingernails had been broken by Su Zimo's palm!
"ah!"
Fingers and hearts!
The young man from the Yunlong clan screamed, his figure flickered, and the place turned into a huge cloud, and the whole person seemed to have disappeared into the cloud.
This is the secret technique of the Yunlong clan.
After releasing this cloud and mist, the true body hides in it and merges with the cloud and mist, making it difficult for the other party to detect their true body.
Su Zimo's palm did not retract at all, but directly penetrated into the clouds and mist!
Snapped!
A figure fell out of the clouds and mist, it was a young man from the Yunlong tribe.
His chest was bloody and bloody, his internal organs were shaking, and he had completely fainted.
"Next."
Su Zimo's voice sounded cold and calm.