Prehistoric: Spoiler for Nuwa at the beginning

"Ao Zong, what do you mean? These little dragons are ignorant, and you are also ignorant?" Zulong asked.

Just now, it was Ao Zong who made the move.

At the time of the Dragon Han Tribulation, Ao Zong was already a big Luo, and his status in the Dragon Clan was not too low, and he had also met Zulong.

At the beginning, the image of the dragon lord in his heart was stalwart, bright, and adored.

If Zulong is still suppressed now, then he will still worship.

After all, he has led the Dragon Clan to glory.

But now, Zulong's behavior has completely wiped out the most glorious side of Zulong in Ao Zong's heart.

"Master Zulong, now is different from the past. Now, it is no longer the era of the dragon clan. Master Zulong, please let my dragon clan go!" Ao Zong knelt down slowly.

"Please also Master Zulong let me off my Dragon Clan!"

"Master Zulong, please let me off my Dragon Clan!"

"..."

For a moment, all the dragons present knelt down.

"Okay, you guys are really nice! It seems that during the years I've been away, your wings have hardened! How dare you openly resist me?" Zulong laughed angrily.

"The so-called old ancestor is really powerful, he actually brainwashed you so thoroughly! He actually made you work hard for him to such an extent?"

"My lord Zulong, after the Dragon Han catastrophe, the dragon clan ended miserably. It was the ancestor who saved our dragon clan from danger, and it was the ancestor who gave us the strength to protect ourselves. Moreover, we are already very satisfied with our current life." Ao Zongdao.

"Presumptuous! I created the Dragon Clan, so you must obey me!" Zulong said angrily.

When they were knocked down to the prehistoric world, the three demon gods Zulong, Yuanfeng, and Shiqilin were severely injured. The scattered blood gave birth to the three tribes of dragon, phoenix, kylin, and three ancestors. Of course, they became the masters of the three tribes.

In fact, Ao Sui is right in saying that Zulong has always used the dragon clan as a tool to dominate the prehistoric world.

"Then, forgive me for being so difficult!" Ao Zong stood up slowly.

The dragon clan behind him also slowly got up, looking at Zulong with indifference.

"I, Zulong, always use my strength to subdue people. If you don't want to submit, then I will beat and kill you until you submit!" Zulong's eyes are full of murderous intent.

"Ao Zong, let's start with you!"

As soon as the words fell, Zu Long stretched out his hand and was about to capture Ao Zong.

"Clan people, from today onwards, Zulong is the enemy of my dragon clan! Come with me to meet the enemy!" Ao Zong shouted loudly, and he sacrificed a formation plate.

The four ancient dragon kings jumped into form, and the four dragon kings intertwined together, turned into a water-blue long dragon, and met the ancestor dragon.

At the moment when the water-blue dragon took shape, Zulong's complexion changed slightly.

"Saint-level combat power!?" But soon, Zu Long's eyes flashed a sneer: "Even if the formation can match the saint, it's just the second-most saint in the first-level realm, so you still want to fight me?"

The Zulong also turned into a dragon body at this moment, and its figure looked a bit bigger than the water-blue giant dragon.

The two dragons fought together. In the East China Sea and even in the four seas, huge waves surged one after another. I don't know how many islands and marine life were buried in this battle.

"All the Dragon Clan, hurry up and evacuate with the Sea Clan of the East China Sea!" The remaining Quasi-Saint Dragon Clan shouted, looking at the battlefield with worried eyes.

Because at this moment, the ancestral dragon is pressing down on the water-blue giant dragon to attack, every time it swings its claws, every time it swings its tail, it will cause trauma to the giant dragon, and it is completely one-sided.

Ancestor Dragon is blessed by the Dao of Heaven, and his combat power is at least as high as that of a saint in the third heaven.

The aqua blue dragon is completely invincible.

"Yes, quite good, actually able to rely on the power of quasi-sages and have the power to rival saints. In this way, our dragon clan will have two saint-level combat powers in the future. Who will compete with them? Human race? The protagonist of the prehistoric world will be our dragon clan. " Zulong laughed wildly.

"Ao Zong, if you surrender now, I can still spare your life!"

The aqua blue dragon didn't respond, and continued to fight with the black dragon.

"Beyond your own strength, let's take you down first!" Zulong lost his patience, and a dragon ball hovered above his head.

This is exactly his natal Lingbao Zulongzhu.

In his hands, the power is no worse than the innate treasure.

However, at this moment, a golden dragon joined the battlefield and hit Zulong with a flick of its tail.

Caught off guard, Zulong was sent flying.

"Golden dragon, human luck! Good! My dragon clan has added another saint to fight!" Not only was Zulong not angry, but he was very excited and happy.

As long as the entire dragon clan is subdued, then the dragon clan will be the strongest race in the prehistoric world, with ambitious plans and dominance to be bullied.

That golden dragon was formed by the gathering of 36 divine dragons with the luck of humanity. Now, it can beat a saint!

"Do you think you can defeat me? Let's submit obediently!" Zulong was full of confidence.

He could see that the golden dragon was only the strength of a sage at the first level.

He didn't care about the existence of the two saints at the first level!

But just when Zulong was about to make a move, another voice came.

"Zulong, my dragon clan is not what it used to be. My dragon clan is unyielding. You alone are not worthy of commanding the dragon clan!"

Then, I saw a young man slowly appearing on the battlefield.

"Haier, this is the battlefield of saints, go!" Ao Zong's voice came.

"A quasi-sage dares to utter nonsense and seek death!" Zulong sacrificed the Zulongzhu and shot out a magical power.

However, Ao Hai was not afraid, and with a wave of his hand, a jade pot hung above his head.

The halo emanating from the jade pot cut off Zulong's supernatural powers, and couldn't hurt Ao Hai at all.

It is the Lingbao of the Longzu Township, the burial sea pot.

The dragon clan has developed for so long, and the dragon clan's luck accumulated in the burial sea pot is already massive.

As the person in charge of the sea burial pot appointed by Chen Xuan, Ao Hai can use almost all functions of the sea burial pot.

"Let me tell you the truth, your ancestor dragon is not as good as your ancestor, not at all. Blind, arrogant, arrogant, and ruthless. Such an existence is not worthy of being the ancestor of my dragon clan."

Ao Hai took a step forward, and a dragon-like luck manifested behind Ao Hai.

Chapter 338 Blood Suppression

Every time Ao Hai took a step, his aura would skyrocket.

Although his body shape has not changed, the shape of Qinglong Qiyun behind him is already comparable to that of Zulong.

"Saint...three...three heavens!"

Feeling the astonishing momentum, Zu Long's heart trembled suddenly.

The strength of this lucky blue dragon is no less than him.

When did dragon luck become so powerful?

At the moment when the ancestral dragon descended, all the great powers of the wilderness also focused their attention on the East China Sea.

When the Zulong suppressed the water-blue giant dragon and the golden dragon and beat them violently, most people thought that the dragon clan might be in trouble this time!

However, after Ao Hai's death, the luck of the dragon clan formed, and they no longer thought so.

The Dragon Clan, it seems that they really have the power to fight the Zulong.

"Zulong, have you seen it? Without you, our dragon clan has become better. Therefore, you have no qualifications to rule the dragon clan at all!" Ao Hai said lightly.

Zulong's complexion changed.

In the end, he grinned and said, "You really think that with a dead thing, you can contend against me..."

But before Zulong finished speaking, Ao Hai stepped forward again.

In an instant, Ao Hai's aura suddenly rose again.

Four Heavens of Saints!

The next moment, that astonishing coercion crushed towards Zulong.

Zulong, his face changed drastically again!

He used to rely on the strength of his Saint Third Heaven to bully the Dragon Clan, but now, retribution has come!

"Zulong, no matter what, you are the ancestor of my dragon clan. If you leave now, I can leave you with dignity." Ao Hai said.

At this time, the water-blue giant dragon and the golden dragon also hovered around the ancestor dragon.

As long as Zulong is dishonest, they will take action.

"Decent? A joke! Do you think I, Zulong, are the ones who run away without fighting?" Zulong said coldly, "Do you really think that you can restrain me with a piece of luck? You're thinking too well!"

"Actually, you are right in saying something, that is, the strength of the Dragon Clan today is beyond my imagination."

"This is very good, very good. If I am in charge of the Dragon Clan, I will be able to make great things even more."

Having said this, Zulong laughed wildly.

"Looking for death!" Ao Hai snorted, and Qinglong Qiyun behind him swooped out.

"The fate of my dragon clan is up to me!"

At the same time, the light blue giant dragon and golden dragon also shot together.

Although they only have the first heaven of saints, they can also restrain the ancestor dragon.

At this time, Zu Long suddenly sighed: "You guys, why bother? How can I say that I am also your ancestor, the source of your blood. It really disappoints me to be cruel to me!"

Neither Ao Hai nor Ao Zong replied.

Today, the dragon clan killed the ancestor!

But when the four giant dragons were about to fight together, suddenly, the Zulong Orb above the Zulong's head suddenly burst into a dark light.

This ray of light scattered over the entire East China Sea.

Immediately afterwards, a surprising scene appeared.

As long as it is within the range of the gloomy light, all the dragons will become powerless.

Even the quasi-holy dragons have lost the ability to fly.

"What... what's going on here?" Some quasi-sacred dragons were horrified.

Then turn your sights back to the battlefield.

Regardless of whether it was the light blue giant dragon or the golden dragon, they were all forced to disintegrate at this moment.

The light blue dragon turned into four great dragon kings, and the golden dragon turned into 36 dragons.

Without exception, none of them could lift the slightest bit of strength.

The Qinglong of Luck just now slowly languished, and even began to shrink continuously, and could only shrink behind Ao Hai and let out bursts of mournful cries.

All this happened between the electric light and flint.

Facing three saint-level combat forces.

Zulong, turned defeat into victory at the last moment?

"This... this is blood suppression..." Ao Zong seemed to have thought of something, his eyes filled with horror.

In Honghuang, there are classes among many races.

For example, in the dragon clan, those with stronger bloodlines will have an invisible suppression on those with weaker bloodlines.

This suppression has nothing to do with realm, but only with the level of bloodline.

"Yes! Bloodline suppression, I thought I wouldn't use this trick, but the plan can't keep up with the changes!" Zulong joked.

"But we have raised our bloodline to the peak, even the saint-level dragons can't suppress it!" Ao Lie puzzled.

"You are right, but don't forget, I am the ancestor of the dragon clan. I created the dragon clan, so I have the right to life and death over all the dragon clan." Zulong smiled and said: "Even if there is a dragon clan stronger than me, I will also be suppressed."

"So, all your resistance is useless! At the same time, I also thank you for the surprise you gave me."

At this moment, the faces of the Dragon Clan present were all unwilling.

They don't want to become a tool for the ancestor dragon to seize power, and they don't want the dragon clan to repeat the same mistakes.

"You don't want to continue to use my Dragon Clan!" Ao Zong gritted his teeth.