Fantasy: Rent The Immortal Dojo At The Beginning

On the other side, in the camp of the White Tiger clan, they saw the leader of the clan being captured. A dozen or so Peak Realm Saints, three and a half Saint Realms, and a Saint Realm White Tiger rose into the air and shot towards them.

When Dragon Race saw the strong men from the Tiger Clan coming, they were not to be outdone, but the lineup was much worse. Only ten powerful men from the powerful realm flew out of the city.

"do not come!!"

This is Bai Hong's cry!

Isn't it time to come here and give someone a head? I brought another saint here this time to support me. At this time, there are three Saint Realm powerhouses standing here, and there is another one who can't see clearly but holds the Emperor Weapon. youth.

The strong man of the Tiger clan did not retreat after hearing the clan leader's order, but stood still a few meters away.

Seeing that the Tiger Clan had no intention of attacking, Long Qu also waved his hand and asked ten Dragon Race and half Saint Realm experts to stand not far away.

He turned to Lin En and said with some respect.

"Little brother, this is not the place to talk. It's better to talk to my clan."

Lin En turned around and looked at the strong men gathered around him, and was shocked in his heart.

In the human continent, before the system was opened, the Semi-Saint strongmen were all the 887 masters of Shifang Immortal Gate. It can be seen that if it were not for the butchers and woodcutter who struggled to support the human race at the border, the human race would have been destroyed long ago.

However, the strength gap between the dragon and tiger clans is too obvious. There are many people here, so it is really not a place to talk.

Seeing Lin En nodded, a dragon energy shot towards Bai Hong. Bai Hong was now controlled by others and could not avoid it.

"Insidious old bug! What have you done?!"

Bai Hong felt the dragon energy entering his body, instantly cutting off the connection between his dragon veins.

"Don't be outraged, little kitten, I just blocked your cultivation. This little brother seems to have some thoughts about you, why don't you come with me and talk to my clan!"

With that said, Long Qu waved his hand and flew towards the city with Bai Zhan, who had lost his cultivation. Lin En did not stop him, and followed Long Qu into the Dragon Race with Xiaolong and Qingluan.

Seeing that the clan leader left, the ten elders of Dragon Race also left.

On the other side, the strong man from the tiger clan saw the clan leader being taken away and said, "Stop!" and started to chase after him.

But he was stopped by another Saint Realm strongman from the Tiger Clan.

"Don't worry, judging from my brother's appearance (cdfe), something must have happened regarding the Dragon Race.

There was a pause.

"The two monsters that suddenly appeared just now have the aura of Saint Realm, and the other one is Saint Realm Azure Dragon. It seems that I will go back and invite my second brother to come out."

"Hmph! I can't do that. I, the third Great Saint of the Tiger Clan, can't beat you in a small Dragon Race!"

"Walk!"

He turned around and left, but he did not return to the camp. Instead, he went directly to the northwest. It seemed that he was moving reinforcements. The remaining White Tiger strongmen saw that the leader had left, and they did not dare to attack Dragon Race rashly. , Sansan returned to Shu.

Inside Dragon Race, in the main hall in front of the Iron Throne.

Bai Hong was tied up in all kinds of ways, and he didn't know what kind of messy things were stuffed in his mouth.

The mighty Saint Realm man, when had he ever been insulted like this? He was so stunned that he protested with "oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo".

Unconscious.

Long Qu did not sit on the Iron Throne at this time, but stood humbly in front, because he did not know which one was the ancestor of Canglong who had disappeared for a long time.

Just as he was about to ask, he was interrupted by a strong wave of dragon energy.

As soon as Xiaolong entered the hall, he conveyed a joyful mood to Lin En.

It seems that Xiaolong has a great relationship with this place, before Lin En can think about it.

"Roar----"

A loud dragon roar came from the mouth of the little dragon wrapped around Lin En's left arm.

Xiaolong unexpectedly transformed into a prototype independently.

A huge Azure Dragon, with the deafening roar of the dragon, circled in the sky above the huge Iron Throne Hall, landed on all five legs, and stood in the hall in front of everyone, with a majestic momentum, and it looked like a Dragon King that had rushed from the long river of history. Qi shot out without any barrier.

"This... this is..."

Long Qu looked at the three-petal mark on the forehead of the huge Canglong and stood stunned on the spot!

Immediately afterwards, his eyes filled with excitement and excitement, and he made a splash and fell to the ground.

"Xiaolong, Long Qu, the 79th generation leader of the Dragon Race, pays homage to the Canglong Ancestor!"

The ten elders around him also woke up from the shock, as if they were waking up from a big dream, and they also knelt down and worshiped.

"Greetings to the ancestor!!"

What? Xiaolong is actually the ancestor of Canglong!

Needless to say, Qingluan, who was already stupid, also stirred up a storm in Lin En's heart.

Who would have thought that Xiaolong, who only has the realm of a saint, is actually one of the ten ancient evils, the Ancient Canglong!

The huge Azure Dragon body that Xiaolong transformed into looked at the strong men kneeling at his feet, with confusion in his eyes, and he shook his head, then transformed into a small Azure Dragon and wrapped around Lin En's arm.

"Forehead"

Lin En looked at his arms and the crowd of people kneeling around him.

"Um...you are not mistaken, right? The little dragon is an ancient blue dragon?"

However, no one answered Lin En's question. They all lowered their heads and knocked their foreheads to the ground, facing Lin En and refusing to get up. Of course, they were not worshiping Lin En, but worshiping the little dragon on Lin En's arm.

Lin En was also extremely embarrassed.

"Uh... Ahem... Ancestor Canglong said, let you get up and talk!"

Why do I feel like a follower?

As soon as he finished speaking, "Thank you! Ancestor!"

Led by Long Qu, the ten elders all stood up, but their proud dragon heads did not rise.

"Tell me, how do you know she is the Ancient Canglong?"

Lin En asked, expressing doubts in his mind.

Long Qu said respectfully, but this respect was definitely not directed at Lin En.

"You must be the messenger of the ancestor. Don't you still know the true identity of the ancestor? But you possess the dragon spirit. As a member of my Dragon Race, how could you not know the ancestor!"

There was a hint of anger in Long Qu's tone as he spoke. The little dragon on Lin En's left arm seemed to feel that someone was being disrespectful to its owner. It raised its head and roared lowly at Long Qu.

Long Qu was so frightened that he fell to his knees with a plop again.

"Forgive me, ancestor!"

The patriarchs all knelt down, and the ten elders had to kneel down.

Lin En rubbed his forehead as he looked at the people who were kneeling again in front of him.

"Um...can you say hello before kneeling next time? Don't be so sudden..."