Opening Reward 100 Million Lives Chapter 1750: He really is the Dragon Emperor

The latest website: In a large swamp more than a billion miles away from them, miasma and poisonous insects are rampant.

Looking down from a height, you can see the yellow-brown clouds covering the huge area below.

The aura of immortality here is not strong enough, it is considered a bitter cold place in the fairy world.

The Jiaolong clan from the ancient fairy world gathered in this swamp.

They didn't choose it by themselves, but they were driven here because they didn't obey the rules and didn't want to be 'bloodletted'.

The Tianlong Clan has almost no enemies in the Tianlong Realm. In order to sharpen the younger generations, these dragons are deliberately kept as magical beasts for newcomers.

Therefore, the situation of this dragon clan from the ancient fairy world is even more miserable than other dragons.

"Liguang, don't be so obsessed anymore!"

"If you keep going like this, you will be the ones who will suffer."

At this time, in the center of this swamp, there are twelve dragons.

They are considered to be the most powerful group of the Jiaolong clan.

In their center, there are more than 50 flood dragons floating in the mud of the swamp.

Many flood dragons have old scars on their bodies, but they didn't even lift their eyelids.

Those Jiaolong Daoist outside are still persuading them earnestly.

"After all, we are all of the same race, and we don't want to see your branch eventually perish."

"Why bother, anyway, just give some blood regularly, at least I can survive."

"Those Heavenly Dragons are not something you can resist, so be aware of current affairs..."

The word "Tianlong Clan" finally made the leading dragon named Liguang react a little bit.

"Sky Dragon Clan?"

The dragon horn on the left was broken, and most of his scales fell off. He looked like an old machine that was about to be scrapped, but his eyes were brighter than those of other Dao Zuns.

"Hmph, it's just a group of half-breed **** who are neither human nor dragon!"

"It's so ridiculous that they dare to call themselves Tianlong..."

The twelve Taoist priests from other flood dragon groups interrupted him quickly.

"You said that again."

"Oh, I'm so stubborn."

"Do you think they can't destroy you?"

"Leave your life as a whetstone..."

They are telling the truth.

Under the suppressing effect of the dragon veins, the half-dragon clan at the venerable level can grind to death bit by bit like a mouse chewing an elephant.

Although the half-dragons often don't use dragon veins in battle in order to give their juniors an experience.

But after so many years, there will always be some half-dragons who become angry in battle, or lose their temper...

Therefore, after many years of devastation, the number of the flood dragon group from the ancient fairyland has dropped from more than 3,000 at the beginning to 52 today.

The surrounding dragons also don't want to see this one go extinct.

They dare not resist themselves, nor can they resist the half-dragon clan, so they can only come to persuade Liguang from time to time.

Let him give up resistance and accept his fate to become the mount and blood pack of the half-dragon clan.

It's better to live than to die!

"Think about your elder brother Liyao, and think about your fellow clansmen who have died over the years!"

"Are you really going to bury all the last dozens of bloodlines in the ancient fairy world?"

"You don't need to talk anymore!"

Li Guang's gaze was extremely resolute.

"The mere half-dragon clan, even if we kill all of us, we will not be able to break our bones!"

"Their **** are not worthy of being called Tianlong at all, and they are not worthy of making us bow our heads."

He slowly raised his head from the muddy water of the swamp, looking at the dark sky above.

"The real high-ranking dragons are not like them at all..."

The dragons behind him all showed nostalgia, as if they had returned to the time of Dragon Valley.

But the other flood dragons around shook their heads and smiled wryly.

"Are you going to talk about the blue dragon again? The green dragon? The golden dragon?"

Obviously this is not the first time they have heard Liguang mention these three dragon clans.

"What kind of black dragon and green dragon, it doesn't exist at all, we have never seen it before."

Li Guang insisted on his own opinion.

"Of course they exist, they definitely exist. The Canglong Emperor is omnipotent, and sooner or later he will rescue us from the sea of ​​suffering!"

The Taoist dragons from other real worlds shook their heads again.

Some of them have also experienced the era of the ancient Yuanxian world, but they have never heard of the three high-ranking dragon clans.

It's only when Liguang is suffering from insanity, he fantasizes that there is no dragon race at all.

"Even if it really exists, so what?"

"Can they compare to the Dragon Race?"

Li Guang said loudly: "What are the Tianlong clan in front of the three high-ranking dragon clans..."

"Then why haven't they appeared yet?"

"They will definitely show up!"

They were chatting when suddenly groups of flood dragons flew over in the distance, more than three hundred in total.

Like a dark cloud approaching quickly.

"Huh?"

"What happened?"

The dragons present looked in surprise.

Although the Jiaolong clan is a very large group, they all know each other at the level of Supreme and Daoist.

"That seems to be Liqian and Lizhang, are they from the jurisdiction of the Hunju family?"

"I remember that Liqian and the others were reduced to mounts, how could they still fly here alone?"

"What happened?"

Just as they were discussing, Li Guang, who was still lying in the mud, suddenly widened his eyes.

Not only him, but the more than fifty dragons from the ancient fairy world around him also raised their huge bodies unconsciously.

"My God!"

"Ah! It's him!"

The two flood dragons beside Liguang suddenly rushed towards the distance like arrows leaving the string, bringing up a turbid storm all over the sky.

And Liguang's heart almost jumped out.

He stared at the figure directly in front of the group of flood dragons, and the turbid old tears flowed unconsciously.

"Emperor Cangcheng!"

"Is the emperor really here?"

He could no longer restrain his emotions, and rushed towards Jiang Cheng like crazy.

"Wooooow, the Great..."

Brother Cheng just arrived here, and before he could speak, a group of flood dragons covered in mud and blood stained him surrounded him.

There were dragons in the three major dragon valleys back then, but now not only the dragons in the Canglong Valley, but also the dragons in the Qinglong Valley and the Golden Dragon Valley seemed to see relatives who had been lost for many years.

"My lord, you are finally here!"

"My God! Are we dreaming?"

"The emperor is back, great, great..."

They originally expected that the dragon emperors such as Cang Ling and Xuan Ming would suddenly come to rescue them one day.

I never dreamed that ~IndoMTL.com~ would come from Jiang Cheng.

Each of them witnessed how powerful and miraculous Emperor Cangcheng was.

"Great Emperor, when you come, we will be free."

"These years we... woo woo woo..."

Under the excitement and ecstasy, years of suffering and grievances finally broke out at this moment.

Many flood dragons almost fainted from crying on the spot.

This scene made the twelve dragon-headed Taoist priests startled.

Could this be what they call the upper dragon clan?

And Qiu Yuxuan was also stunned.

Is this guy really the emperor of the Dragon Clan?

(End of this chapter)