Chapter 1190 Wanzai Qinglong Clan, Participate in the Wanlong Club!

Chapter 1190, Wanzai Qinglong Clan, participate in the Wanlong Club!

In the Wanlong venue; since the appearance of the Wind Holy Wing Dragon Clan, there are eight more Taikoo Dragon Clan teams appearing in the world, each of which is more terrifying than the other. living space.

Om ~ ~! The dark curtain rolled out, and three figures, like messengers in the dark night, stepped into the arena from the void, and every step stepped on the dark air ripples, like three dark hurricanes swept in!

"It's the Dark Sky Dragon Clan, these guys are more terrifying than each other..."

"The Wanlong Club's rule is to have a maximum of twenty candidates, but this time there are only three?"

"Contempt, naked contempt! It is worthy of being a former ancient dragon clan. Although it has not been completed as an ancient dragon clan, the dead camel is bigger than a horse..."

The sacred beasts who turned into human figures in the venue were secretly shocked, and the three geniuses of the dark dragon entered the venue.

The beauty in the black dress headed by the Dark Heavenly Dragon Clan has a beautiful appearance, like a rose blooming in the dark night. When she looked around the audience, there was no prince of the Primordial Dragon Clan who dared to look directly at her!

Under that peerless elegance, there is a deadly murderous intention hidden!

"A bunch of cowards, the Wanlong Club is really not as good as the last one."

The lady in the black dress sneered disdainfully, and the majesty between her brows was like that of a king.

Boom~! The Xuanhuang Holy Light was clutching and reuniting, and under a beam of dragon light, the dragon chariot rolled over, and the nine dragon servants around him turned into human figures, setting off the yellow-robed youth in the center like the stars supporting the moon.

"Prince Xuanzhen of Xuanyue Zhenyulong, it is said that he is the bloodline closest to the ancestor Tianyue Zhenyulong in this generation."

"Cut, what is the closest, the ancestor of the prison-suppressing dragon was once the gatekeeper of hell, a real dragon. At best, this little bastard has two achievements."

Many old-fashioned powerhouses cast their gazes one after another. Prince Xuanzhen stepped into the dragon platform of the venue and looked directly at the beauty in the black dress of the Dark Sky Dragon Clan.

Prince Xuanzhen said, "This time, stay safe."

The beauty in the black dress is as indifferent as ice - "I hope you grow up a bit, or I will crush you with one claw."

"This time the champion, my Ten Thousand Fire Dragon Clan has decided."

A wave of fire poured into the venue, and the people who came were a group of vigorous young people. The leader was a man with tiger eyes and knife eyebrows. The two red eyebrows burned like two flames.

"The natural King of the Fire Element, the Ten Thousand Fire Dragon Clan? Hey, I don't have many chances to see you..."

Some female dragons who have turned into humanoids licked their tongues. It is said that this Ten Thousand Fire Dragon Clan is as arrogant as the sun, and it nourishes the dragon's body with the breath of the fierce sun.

"Oh?" The beauty in the black dress narrowed her eyes and said indifferently, "Have you refined eight different crystals? It's interesting."

Suddenly, the lady in the black dress seemed to have noticed something. Looking back, there were inexplicably a bunch of illusory shadows in the Longtai.

These shadows twisted into human shapes, and gradually turned into a dozen people, and the young man in front yawned - "I hate this kind of noisy scene the most, can't I let this prince enjoy the food quietly, although he can Eating different kinds of meat from the same family is also very exciting.”

After he finished speaking, the black-robed man licked his lips, and his wickedness was overwhelming. The dragon clan next to him quickly retreated, his expressions full of vigilance!

The faces of the holy dragons on both sides of the venue changed slightly!

The Shadow Burial Phantom Dragon, the most mysterious branch of the Primordial Dragon Clan, has a natural spiritual talent, a talent for escaping the sky, and the slaughter only unfolds invisibly. The target they are staring at will die without knowing how! It is the most frightening existence in the dragon family!

At this time, the number of holy dragons gathered in the dragon platform has exceeded 8,000, bustling, each occupying one side!

In addition to visiting the holy dragon of this Wanlong meeting, that is, 18,000! Equivalent to 18,000 saints!

This lineup, placed in any of the thirty-six domains of the Holy Realm, is a great force!

There are only 3 to 5 saints owned by the third-rank human race. The fourth grade is 7 to 15 people! The most important thing is that the holy dragon who can enter the Wanlong Club is by no means an ordinary person, and the ordinary holy realm of the human race is not an opponent at all!

The sound of the void descended, echoing in the Wanlong venue.

"Well, the dragon races who are participating in the election have almost got them. It seems that there is no violation of the rules. The rules of this Wanlong Club cannot have more than 900 million dragon veins to participate in the election. The upper limit of each dragon race is 20. People, don't try to deceive this seat by any means, as long as you find the offenders, kill them on the spot."

A great dragon from the dragon family spoke up, and Longwei suppressed the audience, no one dared to say a word!

It cannot exceed 900 million dragon veins. Since it is less than 9 billion dragon power, it is equivalent to about the three-level perfection of the holy realm.

It means that in this Wanlong meeting, there will be no dragon elders equivalent to the fourth level of the holy realm in terms of pure power. However, who knows how many trump cards these dragon princes and princesses of the Taikoo dragon clan have?

Otherwise, if there are no restrictions, other ancient dragons and ancient dragons who participate in the election will have no chance. With the background of the ancient dragons, just sending a supreme elder can be invincible.

"Now, let me tell you about the current list of candidates... There are 234 teams from the ancient dragon race, 189 teams from the ancient dragon race, and 71 teams from the ancient dragon race. After I wait for the decision of the Wanlong Association. , This conference is divided into four levels in total! Those who pass the second level will be awarded the title of the honorary dragon family! They will be able to obtain the protection of our family and focus on training objects!"

As soon as this statement came out, the heroes were shocked!

The content of each assessment of the Wanlong Club is different. The honor of the Dragon Clan can only be obtained by passing the final assessment. Now this is divided into four levels, and it can be obtained by passing the second level. Is this a good thing?

"Damn, according to the old man's understanding, this is not a good thing!"

"By passing the second level, you can get the honor of the honorary dragon clan, which proves that this Wanlong meeting will be extremely dangerous! It is many times more dangerous than before!"

A group of holy dragons whispered, and their eyes were full of worry, and they couldn't help worrying about their own genius!

Boom~~!

A gust of wind swept through, and at this moment, a hurricane-like might was ushered in the hallway of the Wanlong Club.

Everyone was stunned, who entered the stage at this juncture? All the dragons who should run for election have arrived, right?

Many dragon geniuses, elders, followers or dragon servants turned their heads and stared, and the first thing they saw was a dragon flag flying like a dragon!

The dragon flag flutters and dances with the wind, like a blue dragon flying in the sky! A group of people walked into the arena.

One person in the lead, with a silver robe and a dragon face, carrying a dragon flag on his shoulders, walking with dragons and tigers, there is no overwhelming momentum, no fancy pomp, and some, just a very steady pace, step by step on the dragon platform, eleven people Standing proudly in front of all the dragons!

clang~! The dragon flag was planted on the ground, and the boy shouted loudly.

"The new king of Qinglong leads ten candidates of the Qinglong family for ten thousand years to participate in the Wanlong Club."

In an instant, the Wanlong venue was silent!