Soon, near.
When Di Moxuan saw the man's face clearly, Junyi frowned slightly on his magnificent face.
It turned out to be him!
dragon! proud! sky!
Thinking that it was because of Long Aotian that he separated from Ye Qingluo in Momie Mountain, Di Moxuan's heart surged with burning anger.
Long Aotian failed Xiao Luoer's trust!
It is precisely because he deceived Xiao Luo'er that Xiao Luo'er fell into the trap!
Di Moxuan didn't even dare to imagine how much Ye Qingluo would suffer if she fell into Huang Wuyou's hands!
"Long Aotian, you still have the guts to come out!"
The members of the Tianxia regiment, the moment they saw Long Aotian, their eyes were all red with anger.
The eyes they looked at Long Aotian were also full of hatred.
Long Aotian, who stepped on the heads of countless dead puppets, glanced at them blankly, and finally settled on Di Moxuan.
He spoke indifferently, unable to hear too many emotions: "Why don't you dare to come out? Do you think that you are no match for me?"
The hands of the Tianxia regiment members holding their weapons were shaking, angry and annoyed.
Yes, their strength is indeed not comparable to Long Aotian, a ten thousand year old demon dragon, but... thinking of Ye Qingluo falling into Huang Wuyou's hands because of him, even if they know they are no match for him, they still want to rush up and fight He is desperate!
In Long Yun's azure blue eyes, there was a wave of rippling waves, and that face, which had always been expressionless, was also covered with strong anger at this time: "The king of dragons... is just a species that was king ten thousand years ago. Forget it, today's era is the era of the younger generation!"
"I'd like to see how majestic you, an old devil dragon, can be!"
Long Yunzhan's words made all the members of the Tianxia regiment widen their eyes.
Qiao Jin gave a thumbs up: "It's terrible, our leader can actually mock people... Ah bah, it's mocking the dragon!"
Yan Xiaoyi slapped him on the head: "Be serious! Don't even look at the occasion!"
Tong Ziqing looked at Long Yunzhan with some concern: "Head... the king of the dragon is after all a thousand-year-old dragon. Although you are now the king of the human and dragon clan, but..."
"Don't worry." Long Yunzhan's eyes were calm, and he glanced at Tong Ziqing lightly.
Then holding the keel long sword, he jumped up and slashed towards Long Aotian!
"Long Yunzhan."
A deep and majestic voice stopped Long Yunzhan's movements.
The gleaming figure on the high platform stood in front of Long Yunzhan at some point and stopped him.
Di Moxuan's eyes were dark and cold, and his cool voice was cold and clear: "His target is this deity."
The time when Ye Qingluo disappeared.
Huang Wuyou's corpse puppets quickly captured every interface.
As a result, countless interfaces fought back in a hurry.
The battlefield in the God Realm is the most intense.
Di Moxuan led the imperial palace to help out. As a spiritual pillar, he never really used cruel hands.
And the appearance of Long Aotian...
Obviously it was Huang Wuyou's deliberate arrangement.
Huang Wuyou has already calculated that today is the deadline for his patience.
It is certain that he will leave the battlefield today to find Ye Qingluo.
So, Long Aotian came.
In the entire God Realm, only Di Moxuan can stop Long Aotian, the king of dragons from ten thousand years ago.
"It's good to know, I don't bother to kill other people." Long Aotian stretched out his arms, falling from the top of the dead puppet, and galloped towards Emperor Moxuan.
Di Moxuan quickly pushed Long Yunzhan back to the range of the Tianxia regiment, raised his palm to meet Long Aotian's attack.
Two forces blasted a loud noise in the air.
The robes of the two were rattled by the strong wind!