The Descendants of Wudang In Another World

In just these two or three sentences, within ten seconds, the black and white color of Luo Yan's left eye has gradually disappeared. He has always been a person full of indifferent tastes. To put it harshly, he is a martial idiot with no big ambitions. He didn't care about the fame and wealth of the world. At this time, he recovered from the aftermath of the epiphany. There was a kind of dusty temperament of letting go of the world.

Weihai felt weird. The sons of gods are generally descendants of demigods and high elves. He has never heard that the ten major gods also have descendants. At least there is no record in the complete ancient books of the dragon clan. However, he does not think that the history books of the clan. It can record all the secret history of the Protoss.

At this time Weihai had calmed down a lot, and asked An, "Is he a descendant of the Chaos God!"

Ann looked at him and smiled: "No, he is just my brother."

"What happened to his eye just now?"

Quietly replied: "This clan's secrets, it seems that it has nothing to do with the dragon clan."

"It's relevant now. I represent the will of the entire dragon clan, this elven!" Weihai pointed to Luo Yan, and said slowly but seriously: "His true identity and blood relationship determine the future of the dragon and the elves. relation."

An's face turned cold: "Are you threatening me?"

"You can think so!"

If it’s always the case, after hearing the Dragons say such things, Ann might swallow for the sake of her children, but now it’s different. She smiled coldly: "It doesn’t matter. How the Dragons decide has nothing to do with our elves. ."

Weihai was very dissatisfied with the answer of the World Tree, frowning, but he did not dare to say any more serious words, in case it really irritated the elves, and the two races were opposed. For the dragons, it is not a good thing.

at the same time. He was also very depressed. Using power to suppress others is a normal phenomenon in diplomacy. Moreover, the strength of the Dragon Clan is indeed the first in the mainland. Using this method to implement a strong foreign policy has always been tried and tested. Unexpectedly, I felt ashamed here. The World Tree is a purely creative creature of the first generation, although it has not healed soon, its strength is not as good as its original strength. But no matter how you say it, where the opponent's ability and identity are, Weihai doesn't dare to really push the elves into a hostile relationship.

Seeing that the World Tree maintained this spirit in this way, Weihai thought about it, and the status of the ten main gods was unshakable, even though they had been dead for thousands of years. If this young male elf in front of me. He really has the blood of the Chaos God, then, according to his seniority, he can only be regarded as the grandson of the world tree, and he cannot be a ‘brother’.

For a time, Wei Hai was thinking wildly. But he couldn't figure out what the relationship between these two people really was. Although he saw the sign of the black and white two-color Chaos God, he didn't think about Luo Yan's identity as the Chaos God.

Roar! The deep dragon yin alarmed Weihai who was thinking. The Yinlong Huaihua who fell to the ground had already woke up. She propped her wings and wanted to get up, but from the weak tremor of her whole body, it could be seen that she couldn't help her. .

After trying twice, Huaihua gave up. Turning to look at Weihai. Giving out a cry of help. In the center of her huge dragon head, the hilt of the sword is black. I don't know what kind of weird long sword it is.

It was also this long sword that stabbed the dragon's only weakness, the dragon crystal, and sealed all her abilities.

When Luo Ye heard Huaihua's cry, he remembered that his sword was still on his opponent, so he turned and walked slowly towards the huge silver dragon lying on the ground.

Weihai was taken aback. He was afraid that Luo Yan would have malicious intentions against Huaihua, and was about to go up to stop him. He didn't expect that the World Tree body in front of him would also move with him, blocking in front of him, and his soft lips lightly opened: "Dragon Race Messenger, please stay here."

Seeing Luo Yan who was slowly moving forward, Weihai finally showed a trace of anxiety on his face. He calmed his face and shouted to An: "His Royal Highness World Tree, Huaihua is the hope of the young generation of our dragons, in case something happens. thing......"

"I also said it before." Although An's image has always been gentle, but now she is serious, and she has a bit of domineering majesty: "It's just a silver dragon, no matter what my brother wants to do, I Will follow him."

"Is it okay even if there is a race war?" Weihai couldn't help the anger in his heart, and shouted loudly.

"Yes!"

A simple syllable, without any hesitation or confusion, An is like a female bird guarding her young chicks, spreading her wings, and staring fiercely at the people or animals who are trying to harm her brother.

"Good! Good. Good......"

Jinlong Weihai’s heart is filled with strong anger. The first word'good' carries a strong killing intent, the second word'good' carries a bit of anger in it, and the third The expression and tone of the word'good' seem very plain. After all, he has also survived the golden dragon for nearly a thousand years, and he is still very old in controlling emotions and observing colors.

However, Ann knew very well that this golden dragon was filled with anger like a tsunami. If Luo Ye really hurt the injured Silver Dragon, then, taking this as an opportunity, Weihai will vent all his anger. The worst result is that the opponent will launch the unique racial talent of the Golden Dragon Commander. Ability, the dragon group summons.

At the cost of sacrificing four hundred years of vitality, forcibly opened a huge space channel leading to Dragon Island. This channel can accommodate six dragons of order ten or higher to enter. For the intelligent races on the mainland, Six giant dragons above the tenth rank are a force that destroys the country and annihilates the race.

Even after knowing the worst result, Ann still insisted on staying in front of Weihai, without any retreat or regret.

Luo Ye walked to the front of Yinlong's dragon head, Huaihua stared at the little elf in front of him with huge eyes.

Unwillingness, anger, shame, and the trace of fear that she hadn't noticed in her heart. Although she is the silver dragon with the most talent for fighting, although she lived more than two hundred years old. But converted to the human age ratio, she was just a woman in her twenties who had not gone through a real death fight.

Huaihua opened his mouth, trying to spit out a dragon's breath to burn the hateful elves in front of him, only to spit out a breeze that smelled of snow-capped mountains and clear water. The silver dragons live on the highest white snow mountain range on Rhodes Dragon Island, their whole bodies. They are all immersed in the wind and snow.

For Luo Yan, Yinlong's head can be regarded as a small building on a high ground with two stories. He jumped up. Jumping between the horns of the Yinlong Huaihua, stretched out his hand, pulled out the fairy sword, and then put it in the Xujiezi.

Sure enough, it was a fairy sword. Although the Water God Long Sword was also good, it was a benevolent sword, not sharp enough. Luo Yan thought. On the one hand, he took back the two blue long swords that were still flying in the air, combined them into one, and fastened them behind his back.

Without the suppression of the fairy family, Yinlong felt that her power had returned a lot, she shook her head vigorously, trying to get the elf down. With the strength of her shaking, Luo Ye turned over and gently floated to the ground.

There seemed nothing wrong with seeing Huaihua. The giant dragon Weihai felt much more relieved. He asked Di'an in front of him: "His Royal Highness World Tree, can I pass now?"

"Please." An leaned her body and made a gesture with a smile, as if the stormy sea between the two had never existed before.

Luo Yan walked towards Ann. Weihai walked towards Yinlong. The moment the two passed by, the surrounding air fluctuated strangely. Then, Weihai shook his body, coughed softly, and walked away.

A trace of anger flashed in Ann's eyes, and when Luo Yan walked in front of her, she asked with concern: "That old dragon, dare to use mental shock to test you. It's okay. Ali."

"It's okay, he suffered a bit instead."

Luo Ye. That is, Zhang Hao, who cultivated Tai Chi internal skills from an early age, supplemented with Taoist philosophy, willpower, and spiritual strength. They are very tough. Besides, the way of thinking of people on earth is very different from that of human beings in this world and intelligent creatures. To put it another way, the entrance is different. Weihai's mental temptation found the wrong place and hit the hardest wall, then bounced back, hurting himself.

Because of the fierce fight, Luo Yan's body was stained with a lot of dust. An gently patted him, and said: "Would you like me to scold him for a while to vent your anger?"

"No, I'm not a kid."

"My daughter said that you are only in your twenties, and you are only two or three-year-old baby when you replace it with the life span of our elves."

Luo Ye remembered something and asked: "By the way, I remember you said that there will be surprises after a duel. What is it?"

When talking about this, Ann immediately came to his senses. She pointed to the silver dragon in front and smiled: "In the future, will it be your mount?"

"Mount? She?" Luo Yan was visibly stunned for a while, and then he couldn't laugh or cry: "Sister An, are you making trouble for me? What's the use of getting a giant silver dragon as a mount?"

"Of course it works, it's a status symbol!"

Luo Ye shook his head: "Forget it, if the silver dragon is really used as a mount, Longdao will definitely send a large number of dragons to trouble me. I am not afraid of anything, but I am afraid of troubles."

"Don't worry, Ali." Ann smiled with two points of pride, "Before the duel~www.readwn.com~ I bet the old golden dragon. If they lose, I will give the silver dragon to Be a mount, be happy."

"Their bet is a Tier 12 silver dragon." Luo Yan stared at An Zidi's double pupils: "So, what is the bet made by Sister An."

An's face changed slightly, her expression a little nervous: "It's nothing more, just a few pretty good magic items, and the dragons just lack those things."

She has solid eyes, no talent for lying, and dull as Luo Ye, who can see that she can't help but tell.

"It seems that the Dragon Clan is not too smart." Luo Yan didn't expose An, but turned his head to look aside. As the only child, he felt the feeling of being taken care of by his ‘elder sister’ for the first time.

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