Peerless God Lord

Countless people were shocked. These were three real dragons, not comparable to those dragons or descendants with dragon blood.

According to rumors, there are many types of real dragons, such as the dark demon dragon, the purple-blooded dragon, the eight-winged flying dragon, the one-horned silver dragon, etc. There are many types.

However, among the dragon clan, the most noble dragon species is the five-clawed golden dragon.

The five-clawed golden dragon is the royal family among the dragons. It is the most powerful, but also the rarest.

As for the three true dragons that arrived today, the two smaller ones were golden true dragons. Countless people secretly speculated whether they were five-clawed golden dragons.

Uh-huh!

The three true dragons turned into human forms and descended over the gate of Taiyin City, and the unparalleled power of the dragons restrained.

Everyone looked attentively and saw that after the three real dragons transformed, they were a middle-aged man and two young men respectively.

The middle-aged man has a majestic figure, wearing a long black gown, and his noble and domineering aura seems to be engraved in his bones.

As for the other two young men, one of them has a resolute face, with facial features as sharp as an ax or a knife. He is extraordinary handsome, and his tall and straight figure gives people a feeling of being upright.

This man has blond hair, which instantly attracts attention. He is wearing a golden dragon robe with a lifelike five-clawed golden dragon embroidered on it, which instantly makes him look mighty.

Another young man was also wearing a golden robe, but there was no golden dragon embroidery on the robe.

This young man has two silver dragon horns on his head, his face is aloof, and his aura is even worse than that of the young man in dragon robe.

"Haha! The Dark Dragon God of the Dragon Clan is here, and we, the Taiyin Clan, are far away to welcome us!"

After Yin Kun saw the three dragon clan members, he immediately flew forward and bowed respectfully to the middle-aged man in black.

Yin Kun is extremely old and well-informed. It can be said that there is no strong person in the False God Realm in the Tianhuang Star Region that he does not know.

This is also the reason why the clan arranged for him to welcome guests here.

"Yin Kun, I haven't seen you for two thousand years, but you're still the same!" The middle-aged man in black shirt looked at Yin Kun and said loudly.

Two thousand years ago, when his bloodline had just returned to his ancestors and he was only at the Martial Master level, Yin Kun was a Saint King-level powerhouse.

Two thousand years have passed, and he has already become a virtual god, but the other party is still the Holy King.

"Haha, it hasn't changed!"

Yin Kun smiled heartily, then looked at the two young men beside the Dark Dragon God, and asked with a smile: "These two must be the true dragon sons of the nobles, right?"

The true son of the Dragon Clan is just a title. Only the Five-clawed Golden Dragon and other Dragon Clan geniuses who become saints within a hundred years of age will receive this title.

"Um!"

The Dark Dragon God nodded slightly. He and Yin Kun were old acquaintances. He did not put on any airs. He pointed his palm at the young man in dragon robe and the young man with silver horns and introduced: "This is Long Teng and Long Ao."

"Senior!" Long Teng, the young man in dragon robe, cupped his fist slightly towards Yin Kun without losing his etiquette.

As for Long Ao, the silver-horned young man, his face was expressionless, silent, and he looked like he would not let strangers in.

"The two sons of true dragons are indeed extraordinary!" Yin Kun smiled slightly, not paying attention to the attitude of the silver-horned young man Long Ao.

He could tell at a glance the cultivation levels of Long Teng and Long Ao. The former should be a five-clawed golden dragon, and his cultivation level was in the semi-saint realm.

Although the latter is also a golden dragon, it is only a silver-horned golden dragon, not a five-clawed golden dragon. However, although the latter is not as noble as the five-clawed golden dragon, its cultivation is at the early stage of the Martial Saint Realm.

"You three, please!" The shadow of Yin Kun's arm signaled the three of them to enter the city.

Then, a strong man from the Taiyin tribe immediately stepped forward to lead the three of them into Taiyin City.

Passing by Fan Yunsheng, Long Teng and Long Ao both glanced at the former slightly.

Soon, the three of them entered Taiyin City.

"Long Ao, that man just now is extraordinary!" Long Teng turned to look at Long Ao and said in a deep voice. He naturally saw that Fan Yunsheng was less than a hundred years old and was a warrior in the Martial Saint realm.

"They are just ants. Except for the undead people, the so-called geniuses of other races are not worth mentioning!" Long Ao shook his head and said.

"There are people outside the world, and there is a world outside the sky. Don't underestimate anyone!" Long Teng shook his head, and couldn't help but think of the man who took him out of the sky world.

Several years have passed. I wonder how the other party is doing? I wonder what’s going on with Cang Qiong Temple?

"Long Teng, I'm not telling you, your bloodline is about to return to its ancestors. As a noble five-clawed golden dragon, you don't have the aura of my dragon clan at all!" Long Ao said lightly with a flash in his eyes.

He was actually quite disdainful of this Long Teng. He ran out of nowhere and actually had the blood of the five-clawed golden dragon.

It doesn't matter if he has the bloodline of the five-clawed golden dragon. Now that the opponent's bloodline is about to return to his ancestors, he is still cautious in doing things.

As if they were afraid of wolves in front and tigers in the back, they didn't have the momentum of the Dragon Clan to give up on me. It really lost the reputation of the Dragon Clan.

"No aura? Maybe!" Long Teng shook his head and did not argue with Long Ao.

Unlike Long Ao, he was not born in the Dragon Clan, but came from a small place.

Therefore, he did not have Long Ao's arrogance in his heart.

Be careful and don't look down on anyone. He learned this from the palace master.

"Yunsheng, how are you?"

Outside Taiyin City, after the three dragon clan members entered the city, Yin Kun landed next to Fan Yunsheng and asked with a smile.

"That Long Teng is not something to be afraid of. As for Long Ao, I have heard about it for a long time, but I can't see the specific depth!" Fan Yunsheng said with slightly squinted eyes. He just glanced at it, but he didn't see the other person's body.

"These two sons of true dragons cannot be underestimated!"

Yin Kun shook his head slightly and warned: "Although Long Teng is only a semi-saint, he is a five-clawed golden dragon. I am afraid he is not much weaker than Long Ao!"

Yin Kun knew a lot about the dragon clan. The five-clawed golden dragon had a noble bloodline. Once the bloodline returned to its ancestors, it would immediately have the strength of a holy king.

As for this Soaring Dragon, his bloodline may not have returned to its ancestors yet, or it may be in the process of returning to its ancestors.

Hearing this, Fan Yunsheng smiled slightly and said confidently: "Master, don't worry. With me here, the Taiyin clan will not lose face."

"You better not be careless!"

Yin Kun sighed. His disciple had been going smoothly, and his self-confidence had reached an extreme level. It was impossible to restrain himself without encountering a powerful opponent.

At this moment, a low and deep sound of chanting came from the sky.

Yin Kun was shocked and said: "The Buddhist cultivator from Amixinghe is here!"

At the same time, above the sky, in another direction, there was billowing black mist.

This black mist is so cold and cold, like a giant beast that bites people, it makes people stand without feeling cold.

However, this is not a giant beast, but a demonic energy, extremely rich and pure demonic energy.

"The real demons are here too!"

…

In the mansion, Su Mo sat on a stone bench in the courtyard, looking up at the sky, with a myriad of thoughts in his mind.

Tomorrow is the canonization ceremony. The strong men from Dao City have already notified it. Early tomorrow morning, everyone will go to watch the ceremony together.

call!

Su Mo took a deep breath. The day of the canonization ceremony was coming, and he could only do his best.

To be honest, although he was confident in his own strength, he was not very sure about completing the task.

Because he believed that since the Demon King of the True Demon Clan, Mo Xiao, was a monster who became a saint within a hundred years of age, his combat power would definitely be incomparable to that of Hu Sheng.

As for him, his cultivation level is at the peak of the seventh level of the Martial Lord Realm. Although the power of the power of chaos has increased dramatically, his cultivation level is still a bit low after all.

Therefore, whether he can complete the task or not, he can only do his best.

It's better if you can complete it, and it doesn't matter if you can't complete it.

Fortunately, there has been no change in the Wu Clan. Now, the powerful men from Wanjie Mountain must have arrived in Taiyin City, and his safety should be safe.

call!

Taking a deep breath, Su Mo closed his eyes and meditated on the stone bench, waiting for the canonization ceremony tomorrow.