Chapter 2227

Looking at the man who suddenly appeared.

There was no unexpected color on Yangxu's face.

It seems to have been expected for a long time:

"Who are you and who are you from?"

The man in the blood cloak looked at Yang Xu from head to foot, especially when he saw that there was only a ancestral dragon bone three meters away behind Yang Xu.

A flash of clarity flashed in his eyes and said faintly:

"With your strength, you are indeed qualified to know my name. I am the milong family, King xuetuo."

King xuetuo's blood red cloak, calm and automatic, staring at the rising sun faintly:

"Now leave the divine bone immediately. I can let you go. Otherwise, I will bear the consequences."

Hiss!

His voice did not fall.

In front of him, a sharp awn stabbed king xuetuo in the middle of his eyebrow:

"Let me see how strong the strong of the milong clan can be."

Keng!

Yangxu's longjinus ghost magic gun is about to stab king xuetuo in the middle of the eyebrow.

With a bang.

A bloody Rune appeared in front of King xuetuo's eyebrows.

This rune is like a bloody little dragon, winding and cruising constantly.

The tip of the hell gun hit it.

It's hard to save!

"Interesting. It's fast enough. Unfortunately, it's not strong enough."

King xuetuo waved his arm, boom!

A blood red energy, containing a majestic and unparalleled power, came from the impact of the Ming magic gun of the rising sun.

Peiran is strong and seems to want to shake all the hell magic guns out.

Before.

Yangxu's physical strength really can't bear it.

But now.

When he entered the realm, he only shook the ghost gun gently:

Pooh!

The power of King xuetuo was directly dispersed by the ghost gun.

“！”

Wang xuetuo's pupil suddenly shrunk and looked at Xiang Yangxu's eyes, flashing a trace of surprise:

"Sure enough, you have two sons."

"Take me again!"

Yin ang!

When King xuetuo's body shook, he saw the void behind him and a bloody waterfall appeared.

In the tumbling blood red waterfall, a red treasure pot rises:

Hiss, hiss, hiss!

In an instant.

Hundreds of blood red swords shot out of the red treasure pot.

Divide into four directions and kill where Xiang Yangxu is.

"Swallow the God pot and take it for me."

Yang Xu threw it at once. The dark sky god jar shrouded all the red sword Qi with great attraction.

The next moment.

Hula, Hula.

All the sword Qi was sucked into the God swallowing pot.

Yang Xu, holding a Longinus musket, stared at King xuetuo with bright eyes:

"Are there any other treasures? Continue to use them. I'll break them all for you."

"You..."

King xuetuo was speechless for a moment.

I don't understand. How can a human teenager have such a great confidence?

"Give me the milong clan, and you'll regret it... Pooh!"

King xuetuo didn't finish his words.

Behind his back, a ray of red light and divine fire pierced his head directly.

The residual fire Throwing Knife turned into a light and suspended in front of Yang Xu.

"Don't say such a big thing without this ability."

Yangxu sneered.

Hula.

The body of King xuetuo fell from the sky.

Until death.

His eyes were wide open and full of disbelief.

"Now that you're here, don't hide. Come out and see you."

Yang Xu didn't take it lightly when he killed king xuetuo.

The urging system began to collect the ancestral dragon bone.

He looked in a direction with a sharp eye.

There?

Yangxu noticed something similar to the nine Youlei Dragon King.

Boom~

Accompanied by a black lightning.

A figure shrouded in the dark and dead spirit appeared in front of Yang Xu.

Some familiar breath fluctuations made Yangxu suddenly feel as if he had seen the nine Youlei Dragon King.

"Boy, you..."

Someone didn't finish.

He was interrupted by Yang Xu:

"You are the Ming dragon clan, right? Have you ever heard of the nine Youlei Dragon King?"

"Jiuyou Thunder Dragon King?"

A look of surprise flashed in the visitor's eyes.

Then his eyes brightened:

"Hahaha, so you're a friend of Jiuyou's little bunny? What a coincidence."

His original cold eyes eased a little and said casually:

"Well, since you are the friend of Jiuyou's little rabbit, I'll give you face and don't kill you."

This powerful figure of the Ming dragon clan, haunting the nether world, waved magnanimously to the rising sun:

"All right, you go. There's nothing for you here. Pick up a life and remember to thank the little rabbit Jiuyou in the future."

The guy shouted "little bunny" one by one.

In Yangxu's eyes, a touch of gloom flashed:

"It seems that you are not very familiar with King Jiuyou Thunder Dragon. Otherwise, you would never dare to talk to me like that."

The strong man of the Ming dragon clan stared:

"Your boy is not finished yet, is he? Get out now, or don't blame me for not giving it, there will be the rabbit..."

Pooh!

The strong man of the Ming dragon clan hasn't finished yet.

And felt a sharp pain pouring into my mind.

One of his arms flew into the air.

Poop poop!

With the light of a series of throwing knives.

He watched one of his arms cut into meat sauce by the knife and burned into fly ash.

"You... You..."

The strong man of the Ming dragon clan, his eyes widened.

Staring at the rising sun in disbelief.

"Keep your mouth clean in the future. This time I look at the face of the silly dragon and won't kill you."

Yangxu is too lazy to follow the strong man of the Ming dragon family.

Several landing bays.

Click, click!

All his hands and feet were interrupted by Yangxu:

"This is your lesson of being rude to me and my little brother. Go away, there's nothing for you here. Pick up a life and remember to thank the little rabbit Jiuyou in the future."

Yangxu returned the words of the previous party to him as they were.

The strong man of the Ming dragon clan, with a distorted face, stared at Yangxu.

It seems that we should remember Yangxu.

Yang Xuli didn't bother to talk to him:

"System, how long will it take?"

[Ding!]

[it will take 18 minutes to fully collect ZuLong's spine!]

System response.

"18 minutes? I'm busy now."

Yangxu has sensed that two huge forces are approaching here quickly.

One of them made Yangxu familiar:

"Is it the heart of the Dragon Emperor?"

When his mind moved, Yang Xu used the magic power of "between virtual and real" to integrate with the space here.

Just ahead, the devil haze rolled like a tide.

Two bright lights come here at a high speed:

"Hahaha, Dragon Emperor heart, you still want to compete with me? I'm sure of the ancestral dragon bone."

"Whoever dares to rob me, I'll kill anyone!"

Boom ~!

Purple Dragon lightning flashed in front of ZuLong's spine.

He turned into a young man with a purple robe and a cold face. In his hand, he had a square sky painted halberd, shining purple.

Behind you.

Another golden lightning flashed and the Dragon Emperor's heart appeared.

Sharp eyes, looking at the young man in purple robe:

"Long Ao, this ancestral dragon bone contains amazing secrets. If you want to possess it, you can't do it in a word!"