Chapter 1763： start to die

"How is the matter that this Holy Son explained to you before?"

Long Aotian stretched out his hand and quelled the cheers of the crowd.

At this time, he was like a dragon master who came to the world, overlooking everything and crushing everything.

Ancestor Jin Ji guessed well, he indeed awakened the most terrifying bloodline talent of the Jin Jiao family, the dragon transformation!

Five-clawed Golden Flood Dragon, do you think the name is strange?

That's right, only the dragon clan has five claws, and a lowly blood... Jiao, how could it be possible to have five claws.

And this, we have to mention the ancestor of the Jiao clan.

At the beginning, he and the ancestors of Shenyuan were the first people to discover this world, and they each found good fortune in the battlefield of Huangyun.

What the Kite Clan ancestors found was the Divine Phoenix Demon Pill, while what the Jiao Clan ancestors found was a drop of Divine Phoenix blood essence.

It stands to reason that the preciousness of demon pills is far from comparable to blood essence.

However, the ancestors of Shenyuan were not greedy enough, and tried to integrate the demon pill to achieve the holy position of heaven and earth, and finally exploded and died.

On the other hand, the ancestors of the Jiao clan did not rush to integrate, but warmed and nourished this drop of blood in the body, continued to inherit it, and finally integrated it into the endless blood of the Jiao clan.

As we all know, the demon clan has an extremely special ability called the image of atavism.

And the plan of the ancestors of the Jiao clan was... to fight an alien.

Jin Ji, as the strongest ancestor of the Jiao clan, he is the outlier in the legend.

Because he was the first Golden Flood Dragon to give birth to the fifth claw, and the blood in his body contained a chance of Divine Phoenix.

only! !

Jin Ji knew that if he wanted to truly transform into a dragon, he also needed a stronger bloodline inheritance.

Right now, Long Aotian was the luck of the Jiao clan.

The 100,000-year slumber not only did not kill his fighting spirit, but instead awakened the Flood Dragon Transformation!

God-given creation! !

"Holy Son! Look!"

In the crowd, a young man from the Jiao clan suddenly turned around and pushed aside the crowd, revealing the women behind him who were scantily clad and with coquettish faces.

These women have different shapes and postures, and at the same time, the expressions on their faces are also different.

Some of them were happy, some were charming, and some bowed their heads, looking extremely frightened.

And Long Aotian's eyes swept over them one by one, his brows were lightly wrinkled, and a supreme divine force crushed the world, making people unconsciously want to kneel.

"Is this the beauty you found for this Son of God?"

"boom!!"

Between the sky and the earth, the situation changed suddenly, and the runes were lingering.

All the young people of the Jiao clan knelt down in fear, and the big cold sweat trickled down their cheeks and fell on the ground.

"Saint Son, rest your anger! My name is Zhe Yi, the number one beauty in the land of Phoenix Falls. She is the goddess of the Nine-Colored Yuan Clan. Now she...she has entered the Phoenix Falls battlefield and is not in this world, so..."

"Oh? Zheyi, the name is not bad."

Long Aotian's eyes were amused, and he turned to look at the ancestor of Jin Ji, "Ancestor, since Fuyao has left this world, there is no need for the existence of the Nine-color Shenyuan Clan."

"Um?"

Jin Ji's eyes narrowed slightly and nodded slowly.

good!

The goddess Fuyao has disappeared for hundreds of thousands of years. With her talent, she is afraid that she has already stepped into that level. Thinking of returning again is nothing more than a dream.

And since she can't come back, it can't be called a threat.

When the Holy Son was born, the Jiao Clan should stand!

"I ordered you to lead the ancestors of the Jiao clan to Fengqi Mountain, destroy the Yuanyuan clan, and... capture the goddess of the Yuan clan to me."

Long Aotian pondered for a moment, then shook his head again, "Forget it, after I rest for two days, I will rush to the Shenyuan Clan in person. Then... I will personally try the depth of Zheyi."

"Okay."

Ancestor Jin Ji nodded lightly and waved his hand.

I saw a strong Jiao clan rising into the air, following behind him, heading towards Fengqi Mountain.

And as everyone passed along the way, countless vassal demon clan walked out of the clan and followed closely.

Suddenly, the whole place where the phoenix landed was filled with black clouds, and a shower was coming.

"Humph! Zhe Yi, I want to see how beautiful this first beauty is."

Long Aotian snorted coldly and looked down at the young man of the Jiao clan who spoke before, "You are very good, what's your name?"

"Holy Son, little Jin Gui Falcon!"

"Yes, from today onwards, you will follow me and be my follower."

"Thank you Holy Son! Thank you Holy Son! Holy Son's great kindness, I will never forget it."

Hearing this, the young man named Jin Guifal immediately fell to the ground, crying bitterly.

You must know that with the strength of the Holy Son, he will soon reach the top of the Phoenix Land and be the ruler of the ten thousand races.

And as his entourage, this identity is also extremely noble and admired by all! !

"Okay, let's go down, you, you, you, come with me."

Long Aotian waved his hand, set his eyes on the women of the tribe, and finally selected three demon women who were dodging their eyes, and who were obviously disobedient, turned and wanted to walk towards the temple.

From his perspective, he naturally despised these rouge vulgar fans.

But, the 100,000-year repression still needs to be released first, otherwise it will be more awkward in the future, wouldn't it be embarrassing?

"Holy...Holy Son!!"

At this moment, there was another shout from the crowd.

Long Aotian frowned slightly, with murderous intent in his eyes, "What's the matter?"

"Holy Son, I know that there is a woman who is ten times more beautiful than Zheyi, and...she has an incomparably noble temperament, only she can be worthy of the status of a Holy Son!!"

I saw a young man with a pale face and swollen eyelids slowly getting up and bowing to pay homage.

"You fart! Zhe Yi is the number one beauty in my Huangluo Land. How could someone be ten times more beautiful than him?"

"What I said is true! Holy Son, even if you gave me a hundred courage, I would not dare to lie to you."

"Really? Then why didn't you bring her?"

Long Aotian nodded slowly, his tone rather gloomy.

"She...she's too strong!"

"too strong?"

Hearing this, Long Aotian laughed instead of anger, suddenly stretched out his palm and dragged the young man of the Jiao clan to him.

Then! !

I saw that there seemed to be a divine pattern in his eyes, and the terrifying Dragon Might shocked the world and pierced into the young man's soul sea.

"Buzz!"

In just a short moment, the young man of the Jiao clan bled from his seven orifices, twitched all over his body, and became mentally retarded.

However, Long Aotian's face suddenly became dull, and his eyes were filled with a touch of excitement.

So beautiful! !

Simply amazing! !

More importantly, strong enough and wild enough! !

Yes, only such a woman is worthy of being his Long Aotian's woman! !

"Jin Gui Falcon, you will lead the Jiao clan to find me a woman in black leather armor! Remember, don't hurt her, bring her to me!!"

Long Aotian swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and the flames burned in his eyes. Looking at the women in front of him, they were simply ruined flowers and willows, not worth mentioning.

"Yes! Holy Son!!"

Jin Guifal leaned over and bowed, waved his hand, and led hundreds of Jiao clan toward the sky.