Hong Huang: Zulong's will, I have a saint brother

Ah.

It's just a dream.

Without the power beyond the way of heaven, it can only be a pawn.

The more you struggle.

The more you die, the more tricks you have.

"Long Ming, stop laughing at me."

"It was my fault back then. If I listened to you, it wouldn't be like this."

The entire Dragon Clan was stunned.

fog grass.

Ming Zu is so good X.

Can you actually make Master Longzu bow his head?

Everyone in the Dragon Clan doesn't know that Master Long Zu has a very good face and respects rules.

When did you see Master Longzu admit his mistake?

But Ming Zu did it.

Long Ming smiled slightly.

"We'll talk about your stupidity later."

"Now let's clean up the things in front of us first."

Zulong cheered up immediately.

Turning his head to look at Shi Qilin, the dragon's eyes shot out a strong hatred.

"Mo Xuan, you despicable bastard. A dirty bastard who only knows about sneak attacks."

Shi Qilin is now completely sluggish.

He ground Zulong's primordial spirit and true spirit to pieces.

How can this be revived?

How is this still playing?

"You, who are you?"

Shi Qilin stared at Long Ming.

This is the guy who ruined everything about himself.

The Qilin tribe could have won.

Even if he was surprised by Luo Hu, he would still win in the end.

But this guy who ran out of nowhere.

Destroyed the ancestral land of the Qilin clan.

Zulong was also revived.

Damn.

Zulong smiled proudly.

"What? Didn't Qinglong tell you just now?"

"Long Ming is my blood brother of Ao Long."

"Back then, Longming and I were born together from the ancient Hualongchi."

"Compatriots of the same line are connected by blood."

"It's just that my younger brother has to practice, and it's not easy to fight for hegemony."

"This is the early retreat and practice, even if it is inside the Dragon Clan, there is no dragon to know."

Zulong is not in a good mood right now.

My younger brother can shatter Heavenly Tribulation with one sword.

My younger brother can also destroy the ancestral land of the Qilin clan with one sword.

My younger brother can even revive me, who has lost his primordial spirit and true spirit.

Hahaha.

I'm not targeting any of you.

In front of my brother, you are all trash.

Shi Qilin's face was already black with anger.

At this time, even if you are blind.

It can also be seen how obvious the smug smile on Zulong's face is.

All living beings in the prehistoric world know it.

The ancestor dragon of the dragon family is a man who has never been stern.

A guy whose expression hardly ever changes.

But now this famous stone face.

But the corners of his mouth were almost drawn to his ears in a smile.

The more proud Zu Long is.

Shi Qilin became more and more angry.

He was so angry that he wanted to blew himself up on the spot.

However, the Chaos Otoki Breathing Formation has drawn most of the mana of the unicorns in the formation.

Even if they want to self-destruct, the startup will be extremely slow.

It has no effect at all.

"Long Ming, how to deal with this stupid ass? You decide."

Shi Qilin's eyes also instantly fell on Long Ming.

He gritted his teeth and spoke.

"Longming, I have lost the ancestor, but don't think that you can make the ancestor surrender to me."

"Old Ancestor, I don't agree."

"I curse you, I curse you to be the enemy of the whole prehistoric world."

"Curse the Dragon Clan to be the next one to die."

Zulong was furious immediately.

Raising his hand, he was ready to give Shi Qilin a training session.

But it was stopped by Long Ming.

"Brother, take it easy."

talking.

He looked at Shi Qilin.

"Curse me? Curse the Dragon Clan."

"Do you think you have the qualifications?"

Shi Qilin laughed angrily.

"Once the auspicious power of my Qilin clan is reversed."

"It will become the most terrifying power of curse in the prehistoric world."

"Old Ancestor, I unite with the power of the curse of one hundred thousand ethnic groups. Even if I die, I will pull your dragon clan back."

One hundred thousand unicorns.

Yes.

If you really want to fight to the death.

We can also pull on the dragon family.

In this way, let them cast their words.

We still have a way out.

At this time, the Qilin clan has no fighting spirit from top to bottom.

All they wanted was to survive.

Long Ming looked at Shi Qilin playfully.

"Mo Xuan, is your next sentence correct?"

"As long as I let you go, you won't cast the curse?"

Shi Qilin didn't speak.

But the meaning is quite obvious.

If you can live.

He didn't want to die either.

But if you can't survive.

It's a big deal to fight for the same end.

Death is also a backstop.

Zu Long looked at Long Ming, and a spiritual thought came from him.

"Brother, if the Kirin Clan really desperately cast a curse."

"It would be a problem indeed."

"Why don't you kill Mo Xuan and let the other unicorns go?"

"Anyway, the Qilin clan has no ancestral land and no ancestors, and their luck has plummeted. They can't find flowers."

As the ancestor of the Dragon Clan.

Zulong must consider the entire race. .

Chapter 12 Cursing the Dragon Clan?you try?

What Zu Long said made Long Ming smile lightly.

"My stupid brother, when did you become so timid?"

"A mere stupid donkey deserves to threaten our clan?"

Zu Long was suddenly embarrassed.

"Long Ming, if it's just me, of course I won't be threatened by that stupid donkey."

"But in Luo Hu's Zhuxian sword formation, my family has already lost too many ethnic groups."

"If you bear the death curse of the Qilin clan again, you will definitely lose your vitality."

"As the patriarch, I have to consider the safety of the ethnic group."

Long Ming smiled.

"I said, a mere stupid donkey is worthy of threatening our family?"

talking.

Long Ming casually flipped through it.

A big seal was sacrificed by him.