Fengtian Longdi

Chapter 1917 Blood Prison Dragon

"This is?"

Hearing this mighty dragon chant, the Cracking Mountain King of the Demon Banner Dynasty finally had a trace of fear.

That dragon chant contained infinite dominance, as if he was born to be the master of this hundred thousand mountains.

Accompanied by the sound of the dragon chant, not far away, there was a surge of blood that soared into the sky, and a dragon with a size of a thousand feet appeared in everyone's field of vision.

It was a real dragon.

Its eyes are very indifferent, as if without any emotion.

The dragon scales on its body are like the strongest armor, which cannot be broken by a sword.

Rumble!
The demon dragon passed through the clouds and flew over here, looking at the countless human monks and desolate beasts below, bloodthirsty killing intent flashed in its eyes.

In the view of Blood Prison Youlong, it can have a full meal again.

It has been a long time since it was imprisoned by that strong human race last time, and it has tried this kind of feast.

call!
The Blood Prison Dragon opened its mouth, and a terrifying devouring force swept over. Many weak wild beasts, as well as human monks, were directly sucked away by it and sucked into its belly.

"Devil, devil!"

"What a terrible devil did I summon?"

At this moment, even the Cracking Mountain King felt extremely regretful in his heart.

The strength of this Blood Prison Dragon has already exceeded his control. If the Blood Prison Dragon breaks into the Demon Banner Dynasty, it will definitely kill and cause heavy killings.

At that time, no one will regard the Cracking Mountain King as a hero, and he will become a sinner through the ages.

The Blood Prison Youlong smacked his lips, and then turned his gaze to the many disciples of the Strange Beast Hall.

"You beast, go back to your lair!"

Gu He stormed out, and an invisible wave of energy spread out from his body.

This is his trump card, a means to deal with desolate beasts.

However, in the face of a powerful holy beast like the Blood Prison Youlong, I am afraid that Gu Hefeng's method will be useless.

"Old guy, you want to restrict this deity?" Blood Prison Youlong snorted coldly.

Generally, when one reaches the realm of a holy beast, one can transform into a human form and speak human words.

After finishing speaking, Blood Prison Youlong slapped him directly, Gu Hefeng couldn't resist at all, and retreated in embarrassment.

Just when his body was about to hit a tree trunk, a gentle force supported him.

"Thank you, Palace Master, for your help." Gu Hefeng said gratefully.

At the same time, he was a little ashamed.

Before, he patted his chest and said that the Hundred Thousand Mountains and the Hall of Strange Beasts have been run by him without revealing anything, and they can be attacked and defended.

But now, it has been messed up by the Demon Banner Dynasty.

The progress of the matter was completely out of his control.

"That dragon is not something you can deal with."

"Even if we add another Demon Banner dynasty, it's just death." Jiang Mo said lightly.

After the words fell, Jiang Mo stepped on the void and walked step by step in front of the blood prison dragon.

Seeing a young man in black clothes and white hair walk out of the Strange Beast Hall, and that young man actually dared to walk in front of the Blood Prison Youlong, in the view of Cracking Mountain King, this is simply courting death.

"Hmph, later on, this kid will definitely be eaten to the bone by that devil dragon." Cracking Mountain King said inwardly.

At this time, the pair of long eyes of the Blood Prison Youlong was also looking at the black-clothed and white-haired young man in front of him.

This person looked no different from an ordinary martial arts monk.

If there was any difference, it would be that the person in front of him didn't even have the slightest fluctuation of Yuanli.

This is a little strange.

To be able to survive in the [-] mountains, if it is said that there is no cultivation base of Yuanli, no one will believe it.

This blood prison dragon is not stupid, it can naturally perceive that there must be a demon when things go wrong.

It is very possible that the strength of the black-clothed and white-haired youth in front of him has already exceeded its perception range.

Of course, there is also a possibility that the person in front of him used a powerful magic weapon to cover up his aura.

No matter which possibility it is, Blood Prison Youlong intends to stand still and observe it first.

It has been trapped in Shiwan Dashan for endless years, so it has honed a good patience and is not in a hurry for this moment.

"Who are you? I am so kind, I don't plan to eat you anymore, you can go." The Blood Prison Dragon released a powerful dragon power, and then said again.

It said these words, in fact, not to really let go of the fat in its mouth, but to test Jiang Mo's depth.

If Jiang Mo turned around and left, it would definitely feel that Jiang Mo had a guilty conscience, so he would eat the person in front of him without hesitation.

Jiang Mo didn't guess what was going on in Blood Prison Youlong's mind.

He walked up to the Blood Prison Youlong, stretched out his hand and touched its head, and said, "Surrender to me, stay in this strange beast hall, as long as you behave well, you can follow me and conquer the heavens from now on."

When Jiang Mo said these words, his tone was very calm, as if he was talking about a very ordinary thing.

However, Gu Hefeng and others, as well as the Cracking Mountain King of the Demon Banner Dynasty, all stared wide-eyed, completely unbelievable.

That is the Blood Prison Youlong of the Holy Beast level!

How can it be said that surrender is surrender to others?

"As expected of the Palace Master, ordinary people really don't have such courage." Gu Hefeng said secretly in his heart.

But Cracking Mountain King snorted coldly in his heart: "This kid really wants to die. It is said that the tiger's butt cannot be touched, but he dares to touch the dragon's head. At that time, I'm afraid he will die very rhythmically."

However, among the people present, there was only one person who was very calm.

That is Lin Xiuru.

No one knows better than him how terrifying Jiang Mo's strength is.

"Huh?" Hearing that Jiang Mo wanted to surrender himself, Blood Prison Youlong's eyes immediately stared.

However, it hadn't figured out Jiang Mo's strength yet, so it didn't dare to act rashly.

It said: "You want me to surrender to you? Why?"

After finishing speaking, a more vast and majestic Longwei, like a huge wave rolling in the sea, suddenly swept away.

The desolate beasts below were all trembling, not daring to move at all.

Even Yinshan Baijiao and Dadi Kongtong Tiger are very honest.

Facing a powerful holy beast of the level of Blood Prison Youlong, even if the two of them fight together, they are not opponents.

"Why?" Hearing this, Jiang Mo smiled.

The martial arts aura of the Wushuang Great Emperor realm was released without reservation.

With the strength of Jiang Mo's cultivation, even the three-star emperor standing here would be suppressed by his aura.

What's more, is it a holy beast that has just broken through?

At this moment, the Blood Prison Youlong only felt that it seemed to have returned to the time when it was weak and weak thousands of years ago.

In the face of the power of the human race, it has no resistance at all...

(End of this chapter)