Prehistoric: Spoiler for Nuwa at the beginning

"That's up to you!" Zulong looked at Ao Hai, and smiled again: "You should be the rising star of my dragon clan, the pride of my dragon clan! Now give you a chance, surrender to me, and I can let you live! "

"My dragon clan only respects the ancestors, and your ancestor dragon is not worthy to be the ancestor of my dragon clan!" Ao Hai snapped, desperately trying to stand up, but it didn't work.

Bloodline suppression is not comparable to the coercion on the realm.

Bloodline suppression originates from the depths of the bloodline, and there is no way to resist it.

"Father!"

Just then, an old voice sounded.

Then, I saw a few dragons prostrate in front of the ancestor dragon.

But the strange thing is that these dragons are basically deformed physically, some have broken tails, some are blind, some are missing legs...

At first glance, these dragons give people a heavy and decaying atmosphere, as if they will soon be annihilated.

These dragons may not have been weak in the past, but their origins have been severely damaged, and they don't have many days to live.

It was a blind black dragon who spoke just now.

"You are... Ao Ying!"

The moment the old dragon appeared, Zulong was slightly surprised.

"That's right, father, I'm finally looking forward to your return!" Old black dragon Ao Ying's blind eyes were filled with tears.

The rest of the dragons around him also prostrated respectfully, with tears in their eyes as well!

These dragon clans are all members of the dragon clan who were disabled when the three clans fought for hegemony.

It is also a remnant of the battle between the Dragon and Han Dynasties.

"It's good for you to be alive. I will find a way to make up for your origin and help me manage the dragon clan. The current dragon clan should be rectified." Zulong ordered.

However, Ao Ying hesitated for a moment, and begged: "Father, let them go! This is no longer the era of our dragon clan, and we don't need to get them involved in the turmoil anymore. They have suffered enough trauma..."

After the voice fell, they fell into a silence.

Chapter 339 Why Are You So Strong?

After a while, Zu Long looked at Ao Ying and said disappointedly.

"Do you know what you're talking about? I thought you understood me, but you don't!"

"Father, I know, I know that your wish is to unify the Great Desolation. But now, it is not the era of the Dragon Clan. And... the Dragon Clan is not too strong in the Great Desolation..." Ao Ying shouted.

"Impossible! I know that there are six saints in Honghuang. But now my dragon clan saints have four combat powers. They are absolutely top-notch. It might be impossible to compete." Zulong said.

"You are ignorant, don't you know that there are three emperors, five emperors and eight saints in the human race? Even the Taiqing sages and Nuwa Empress are closely related to the human race. Why do dragons dominate the prehistoric world? Wishful thinking!" Ao Hai mocked.

"This is impossible!" Zulong shouted again.

In his opinion, in the great catastrophe of the Dragon and Han Dynasty, no one became a saint, and only a few destined saints achieved the Tao.

Now, how could there be so many saints?

"Father, it's true..." Ao Ying said.

"Then my dragon clan has unlimited potential. As long as I am in charge of the dragon clan, it will definitely make the dragon clan stronger!" Zulong said firmly.

At this time, Zu Long couldn't listen to anything.

"Then father, there is Hongjun Taoist ancestor above the saint, how can my dragon clan dominate the prehistoric world?" Ao Ying asked again.

"Hongjun is the spokesperson of the Dao of Heaven, so he doesn't count!" Zu Long insisted.

Ao Ying sighed and shook his head: "Father, you have said so much, you just want to use the Dragon Clan to fulfill your wish. Back then, wasn't your harm to the Dragon Clan bad enough? So many clansmen died...Father, accept hand!"

"Get out!" Zulong waved his sleeves, and Ao Ying flew backwards.

"If you say one more word, I will kill you!"

Then Zulong looked around at the dragon clan above the East China Sea, his eyes were full of sternness: "Now, whoever refuses to obey will die!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a person slowly falling down.

"Zu Long, I haven't seen you for many years, you are so majestic!"

When he saw the person coming, or felt the familiar breath, Zulong's body trembled violently.

"Luo Hu, why aren't you dead?"

"Zulong, you are so pitiful. It seems that Hongjun didn't tell you anything! Also, my name is Mo Luo now!" Mo Luo said.

"I don't care what your name is. Back then you planned to harm our three clans. Sooner or later, you will have to settle the debt. But, not now!" Zu Long said coldly.

It's not that he doesn't want to settle accounts.

After all, the reason why he came to such a miserable end back then was all due to this person's scheme.

However, the most important thing is that he can't see through the cultivation level and strength level of the person in front of him.

The unknown made him a little scared!

"I didn't come here to settle accounts with you. My master has an order to get your ancestor dragon out of the range of the dragon clan!" Mo Luo raised his head and said.

Seeing Mo Luo like this, Zu Long couldn't help taking a step back.

However, whether he should be stubborn or not, Zu Long calmed down and sneered, "Master? You actually became someone else's slave?"

"It's my honor to follow the master. How can you, a Hongjun dog, have the right to say such a thing?" Mo Luo sneered.

"You're courting death!" Zulong suddenly burst into emotion like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.

"What do you know? I just signed an agreement with Hongjun, we are a cooperative relationship."

"Get out! Get out of here!"

Zulong started directly.

"How dare a trash bark in front of me!" Mo Luo snorted coldly and stretched out his hand.

At this moment, the rushing Zulong seemed to be stuck in the neck by something, and kept twisting, his face was ferocious, and he was in great pain.

"You... how can you be so strong!?" Zulong was horrified.

He thought that Mo Luo was at best a heaven above him.

But with this move, the gap came out.

To subdue it with one move is not as simple as the distance of the first heaven.

"It's not that I'm strong, it's that you're too useless!" Mo Luo casually threw Zulong aside.

"Since you are obsessed with your obsession, then go to hell!"

When the word 'death' fell, Zulong panicked.

Because he really felt the threat of death from Mo Luo.

He has just returned to the prehistoric world, and he has not achieved hegemony. He still doesn't want to die!

With this in mind, he tried his best to escape.

Use all your strength to survive.

Just now he was showing off in the dragon clan, but now, he has become a bereaved dog.

Mo Luo didn't move, but a spear appeared in his hand.

"Just such a waste, is it worthy to be the source of the master's blood? Today, I will wash away this shame for the master!"

Although Chen Xuan didn't tell him to kill Zulong, Mo Luo still wanted to kill him.

The next moment, he threw the God-killing Spear in his hand.

"Whoosh-"

The God Killing Spear was originally a great killer weapon, controlled by Mo Luo, I am afraid that not many people in the entire Great Desolation could withstand this blow, not including Zulong.

When the fleeing Zulong felt the destructive power of the God Killing Spear, he wished he could go faster.

But the God Killing Spear seemed to be able to jump through space, and quickly caught up with Zulong.

The point of the spear that was shining coldly was aimed at Zulong.

Zu Long knew that if he was hit by this shot, there was basically no possibility of surviving.

"Hongjun...help me!"

Under the desperation, Zulong could only call for help.

Just at the critical moment, the God Killing Spear finally stopped its attack and was stopped by a golden barrier.

A white-clothed Taoist landed in front of Zulong, and it was Hongjun.

This made Zulong heave a sigh of relief, and then he shouted angrily: "Hongjun, why didn't you tell me that Luo Hu was also resurrected?"

He put all the responsibility on Hongjun, but Hongjun didn't bother to talk to him at all.

His conniving behavior of Zulong is actually a kind of temptation.

He wanted to see whether the Dragon Clan was important to the Taoist who moved the mountain.

Important, and to what extent.

Now it seems that Taoist Qianshan really cares about the Dragon Clan.

This trip is true!

This can be regarded as catching a weakness of Taoist Qianshan?

"Hongjun, take care of your dog. If you let it out to bite people again, don't blame me for being rude!" Luo Hu said coldly.

The God Killing Spear has also returned to his hands.

Zu Long still wanted to speak, but Hong Jun took him away directly.

"Hongjun, what are you doing? Why don't you kill Luo Hu? How dare he bully and humiliate me like this!" Zu Long couldn't help himself.

"Kill? His strength is no lower than that of the Saint Seventh Heaven. If he violently rises, my Dharma Body may not be able to stop him. Or, you will fight him again?" Hong Jun said.

Zulong immediately lost his temper.

A saint in the seventh heaven, he can't beat ten of them!

To die?

Just put a cannon on your mouth!

After Zulong left, the dragons all recovered.

"Thank you, Senior Mo Luo!" Ao Zong and the dragon clan bowed down.

Chapter 340

"You don't need to be too polite, I'm just following my master's orders. You Dragon Clan, you didn't disappoint my master." Mo Luo nodded.

If the Dragon Clan dared to commit treason, Mo Luo wouldn't mind being a villain at all.

Although these years have followed Chen Xuan to cultivate his body and mind.

But don't forget, Mo Luo was the one who nearly killed him to prove his way.

If it wasn't for Chen Xuan, no one in the whole prehistoric world would be able to suppress him.

Ao Zong was worried: "Senior Mo Luo, we all come from the ancestor dragon. He must have the means to suppress us. We... don't want to be a burden to the ancestor..."

"My master has already thought of a way to do this, but I still have to ask for the wishes of your dragon clan." Mo Luo pondered for a moment, and then, a drop of bright red blood appeared in his hand, which was crystal clear like a red crystal, and contained endless treasures. Power.

In Zixiao Palace, Zulong had a gloomy expression on his face.

I thought I could get the help of the Dragon Clan, but I was almost killed by someone, which is really unlucky.

"Ancestor Dragon, you are the source of the dragon clan's blood. Is there a way to threaten the dragon clan? I'm not talking about a certain dragon, but the entire dragon clan." Hongjun asked.

After his words fell, Zulong's eyes lit up, and he said sternly: "I am the source of the blood of the Dragon Clan, of course there is a way, I don't believe that Mo Luo can always guard the Dragon Clan!"

"After he leaves, I will deprive them of their blood and kill all those rebels. As long as I am here, I can create a new dragon family!"