Chapter 1762： The era of the Jiao people

"Um?"

Lin Xun's expression was condensed, and it was too late to think about it, so he could only force his blood vessels, and try to weaken the power in this halberd as much as possible.

joke! !

The girl in front of her cannot be said to be a once-in-a-lifetime encounter, at least ten times better than Zhan Yi, the first beauty in Huang Luo.

The ancient holy son of the Jiao clan was an old man when he heard it, and it was already unbearable before he was born.

Once he broke the girl's body today, even an arm, do you think the holy son would stew it?

"Om!!"

Shenhua suddenly froze in the sky, and Huahua's jade hand finally lightly held on top of the halberd.

Suddenly, a vast force of devouring suddenly swept through, and swept along the golden halberd.

In just a moment, the light on the halberd dissipated, and even the scales were completely pale.

At this moment, he could feel that an invisible demon force rolled down from the sky, imprisoning him.

And the spiritual power and blood in his body actually followed the golden halberd and ran wildly towards the girl's body.

Soon, the vitality of Lin Xun's body completely dimmed, and the whole person turned into a rotten bone and fell from the sky.

"Gollum!"

Heaven and earth are silent! !

The mouths of the youths of the demon clan were wide open, and their eyes were full of fear.

even! !

They never saw how Lin Xun was swallowed into a bone, and this holy realm demon had already fallen from the sky and shattered to the ground.

"You... who are you?"

The body of the young man from the Jiao clan trembled, and for a moment, he actually felt a... real dragon power in this woman! !

This kind of oppression originating from the bloodline is even more terrifying than the ancestors of the clan!

How can it be?

In the entire land where the phoenix falls, the only people who contain the blood of the dragon family are their Jinjiao family, this girl...

Suddenly, the young man of the Jiao clan seemed to have thought of something, and his eyes suddenly froze.

Could it be that this girl was the illegitimate daughter of which ancestor was outside?

As we all know, dragons are inherently silver, and the same is true of the Jiao clan.

Yes! It must be so!

Damn it! !

It almost turned into a theoretical tragedy! !

"Hehe, it turns out that the girl is from the same clan, misunderstanding, misunderstanding..."

"Same clan? You are worthy of the same clan as me just because you are..."

Huahua snorted coldly, her expression cold and arrogant.

Perhaps, in front of Ye Qingchan, Feng Ruge and others, she was indeed a little humble.

However, how could a few miscellaneous... Jiao be in her eyes.

"Buzz!"

Accompanied by a humming sound, I saw Huahua's whole body, and suddenly there was a black fog, like a cosmic magic abyss, swallowing everything.

And in the place behind him, there is a dark dragon shadow, standing in the world, suppressing the world.

It can be said that Hua Hua at this time really showed the dominance of an Ancestral Dragon bloodline.

I saw her palm cover, and the magic power rose together, annihilating all directions.

And the face of the young man from the Jiao clan changed, and he didn't dare to hesitate any longer. He pushed his hands flat... and pushed the two demon clan's children beside him to the palm print of the collapsed sky.

And his figure is madly fleeing towards the sky.

"Um?"

At this time, the faces of the two demon disciples were obviously a little dazed, their mouths slightly opened, and they looked at each other and cursed together, mmp!

"puff!!"

But, soon, when Hua Hua's palm print fell, their bodies instantly shattered, and there was no resistance at all.

Then, together with blood, spiritual power, and demon pill, it was swallowed up by it.

After all this was done, a smile appeared on Hua Qiao's face, she raised her hand and stretched her waist, a look of laziness.

Sure enough, this kind of practice is far simpler than taking medicine and retreating step by step.

Thinking like this, Hua Hua once again covered her dragon's might and headed towards the center of this world.

You must know that with the bloodline of the demon clan in this world, let alone compared with Zulong, even the big demons in Qingcang are enough to crush them.

And Hua Hua wanted to devour flesh and blood creatures, so of course he couldn't be too strong.

They just don't know if the Holy Son in their mouths tastes good or not.

"boom!!"

At the same time, the ancestral land of the Jiao clan.

I saw a roar in the depths of the temple.

Immediately afterwards, the sky fell apart, and the radiance rushed into the sky, and I saw a figure walking from a distance.

It was a man in a golden robe, with double horns on his head, covered with dragon scales, and he was full of breath.

Around him, endless azure-gold runes lingered, and an indescribable vast dragon energy rushed into the world, shocking all spirits.

"Yes... The Son of God was born!!"

"Hurry up!! The Holy Son is born!!"

The entire Jiao clan fell into a commotion in an instant.

Countless ancient and powerful figures swept from the sky, landed in front of the young man, and bowed down.

even! !

Even some ancestors of the supreme realm have a respectful and cramped expression on their faces at this time.

"Meet Aotian Holy Son!!"

Jin Aotian, where the luck of the Jiao clan is located, was the supreme evildoer who had crushed the land of Huang Luo more than ten thousand years ago.

His strength had already entered the supreme realm, and he was supposed to be the person in charge of the sky in this world.

But unfortunately, the goddess Fuyao was born and suppressed all ethnic groups.

If it wasn't for this goddess and the Nine-Colored Shenyuan Clan's heart breaking, and she was unwilling to stay in this barbaric small world, I am afraid that the current land of Huangluo would have long since become the homeland of the Kite Clan.

However, Jin Aotian was arrogant and would rather die than give in. Even if he was crushed by the Goddess Fuyao, he was still not discouraged. He just decided that the luck was not good, and just now he declared himself the blood of the gods and fell into endless sleep.

"Well, the breath of freedom."

Jin Aotian raised his head, closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and suddenly a sincere smile appeared on his face.

"From now on, my name is... Long Aotian!!"

"Huh? Aotian, you..."

Above the void, an old figure suddenly emerged, looking at the young man in front of him with surprise, and there seemed to be some deep meaning in those turbid eyes.

"Hehe, is Jin Ji's ancestor still alive?"

Long Aotian smiled wantonly, and his golden eyes revealed infinite domineering.

"Stinky boy, you are still so arrogant! But... the ancestor is very pleased! It seems that these hundreds of thousands of years of sleep have not wiped out your edge, very good!"

Jin Ji turned his head and looked at a majestic ancient mountain in the distance, "From today, Aotian Son will lead my Jiao clan... to fight for the world again!"

From the perspective of the ancestor of the Jiao clan, it is natural to see that the bloodline in Long Aotian's body has changed a little.

If he expected it well, this Holy Son should have awakened the most powerful bloodline talent of the Five-clawed Golden Flood Dragon, the Flood Dragon Transformation! !

In other words, now he can no longer be called a Jiaolong, but... a Jiaolong!

When Long Aotian came into the world, it caused drastic changes in the world.

All the Jiao clan experts believe that he will be the opportunity for the rise of the Jin Jiao clan.

It now appears that this prophecy was correct.

"Holy Son!! Holy Son!!"

There were bursts of angry shouts from all over the temple, and there was a strong eagerness in the eyes of all the disciples of the Jiao clan.

The era of the Jiao clan has finally arrived! !