The White Dragon King wanted Mingxi to die, he could not let go of the dragon-killing clan and holy beasts that would pose a threat to the dragon clan, almost all the dragon clan powerhouses appeared, they heard the roar of the holy beast, and the fear from years ago reappeared.
Seeing the mob that was the king of beasts, all the dragons were ready to kill.
The holy beast must die, and Mo Mingxi must die.
Ye Zhen wants to protect Mingxi, she can't let the White Dragon King hurt her son.
Mioer also wanted to protect Mingxi, but she couldn't fight her father. She shed tears and persuaded them to stop, but the White Dragon King didn't listen to her at all, and the rest of the dragon clan wouldn't stop.
No matter how powerful Ming Xi is, even if the mob is the king of beasts, how can he be the opponent of so many strong dragons.
The sky above the Dragon Palace has become a battlefield.
Ming Xi, Ye Zhen's mother and son, together with mobs, are outnumbered, but fierce like millions of troops.
The White Dragon King issued a killing order, and he will not let the holy beast go.
Tens of thousands of years ago, the Dragon Clan did everything they could to exterminate the Zhanlong Clan and the holy beasts, and it was impossible for them to flourish again today.
Once the Zhanlong clan and the holy beasts flourish again, the danger faced by the dragon clan will be several times greater than before.
The little monster was injured.
Both Ming Xi and Ye Zhen were injured.
"Stop!" Mio'er let out a dragon chant that resounded through the sky, and she stood in front of Mingxi, blocking the White Dragon King's moves to attack Mingxi.
"Mio..." Mingxi and Bailongwang shouted at the same time.
"Father, don't kill him!" Mio'er was seriously injured, she held on to the last bit of strength, "He saved me..."
The White Dragon King looked at Mio'er, and then at Mingxi, "Their mother and son can leave the Dragon Clan, but the holy beast must die."
Ming Xi didn't answer, his face was stained with blood, which added a bit of chill to his handsome face.
"Can't we let them all go?" Mio'er cried and asked, she knew that Mingxi would never abandon the holy beast.
"Mio'er, do you know what the existence of the holy beast means?" the White Dragon King asked in a deep voice.
"I know..." Mio whispered.
The White Dragon King shook his head, "You don't know, because you haven't experienced that we live in fear of being threatened by holy beasts. The holy beasts treat our dragons as food. A dragon as big as yours will die if they are torn apart by them, Mioer , It took a long time for our Dragon Clan to eliminate the holy beasts, and we must never let them become our fear again."
Ye Zhen said, "Every race has enemies. Before the Dragon Slaying Art was practiced, didn't the Dragon Slaying Clan also survive under the oppression of your Dragon Clan? The holy beasts are not born to use the Dragon Clan as food, but you The dragons are afraid of creatures stronger than themselves, and hunt them down as enemies first, so that the holy beasts will have the heart to resist."
"Holy beasts are the natural enemies of the dragon clan, and their food is the dragon clan." White Dragon King said.
"Then why can mobs get along with Mio'er?" Mingxi asked.
The White Dragon King said, "No matter what you say, this holy beast must die today."
After speaking, the White Dragon King ordered all the strong dragon clan to surround the holy beast and Mingxi.
No matter the lives of Ming Xi or Ye Zhen are nothing in the eyes of the White Dragon King, he captured Mio'er before she was about to fly to Ming Xi's side, "Look at the princess."
Mio'er was held down by the barrier of the White Dragon King, unable to move.
Dozens of strong dragons turned into real dragons, spitting fire at the little monsters.
Ye Zhen is not afraid of these fires, but she can't stop so many real dragons by herself.
The mob was so enraged by the attack that it roared and tore a real dragon in two, but the dragon fire made it sick, and it fretted to eat.
It stuffed the dragon meat that had been torn in two in its hand into its mouth.
"Little monster!" Ming Xi shouted, but it was too late.
The little monster who ate the dragon meat suddenly seemed to be refilled with strength, and his moves became more crazy and fierce.
No one knows how it happened, Mio'er broke free from the barrier, she saw that the little monster was about to grab the White Dragon King, she rushed forward desperately and pushed the White Dragon King away, her body was caught by the little monster. Claws run through.
The mob didn't seem to recognize her, it grabbed Mio'er and put it in its mouth.
The surroundings became quiet all of a sudden, and everyone saw the holy beast grabbing the princess they had finally returned.
That is the next Dragon King of the Dragon Clan.
And she was caught by the holy beast.
Even the White Dragon King forgot to react, he only felt hopeless.
No one has ever saved a dragon from a holy beast, never.
"Little monster..." At this moment, a voice sounded softly.
Mingxi appeared in front of the mobs, and his long body seemed extremely small in front of the holy beast.
"Little monster, that's Mio."
"That's Mio..."
Mingxi said softly, "Do you still remember the three of us playing together? You should remember her, Mio'er even fed you."
Mio? The mob's red eyes froze, his needle-like pupils shrank slightly, his movements slowed down, and he slowly looked at Mingxi.
Who is Mio...
Mingxi pointed to the mob's hand, "You are Mio, our friend, you hurt her."
The little monster's gaze slowly shifted to his hand, and he saw Mio'er who was dying.
The familiar, sweet smell of blood.
It sniffed it a few times, but it didn't swallow Mio'er like it just ate a big dragon in one bite.
"Little monster, you are the cutest."
"Little monster, if you eat my flesh and drink my blood, those people will not be able to deceive you, and you will not be poisoned to death."
"I won't tell Mingxi."
"Little monster, we are good friends."
good friend!
Mio is a good friend.
The mob whimpered, it finally calmed down, and remembered the days when it was with Mio'er in the past.
Mingxi walked over and hugged Mio'er from its grasp, "Little monster, you are so good."
"Mio'er?" Mingxi looked down at Mio'er.
"I'm... fine." Mio pulled out a smile, "Protect the mobs."
Ming Xi nodded gently, hugged Mio'er into Ye Zhen's arms, "Mother, save Mio'er quickly."
At this moment, several huge bows and arrows appeared out of thin air and shot into the mob's back and legs.
"Little monster!" Ming Xi shouted with his eyes reddened with anger.
With deep eyes, the White Dragon King resolutely ordered, "Kill!"
The surrounding strong dragons spit out dragon fire, and the mobs were surrounded by the fire, making tragic screams.
"White Dragon King, you bastard!" Ye Zhen shouted angrily.
"This is for the survival of the dragon clan." The White Dragon King said in a deep voice.
Mingxi threw himself into the fire, trying to rescue the mob.
The mob was yelling, it was in pain.
At this time, a dazzling light appeared in the sky.
A huge roulette appeared in the sky, covering the entire Dragon Palace under its light.
Mo Rongzhan came out from the roulette, he looked at Ye Zhen, and stretched out his hand in the direction of Mingxi, the spiritual spring fell on the little monster like rain.