Chapter 2711 Not the Blood of the Golden Dragon?

The ancestors of the Jinchao clan and others, even the ancestors of the prison gate and the ancestors of the Guituo clan all looked at the old man.

Although it is said that the ancestor of the prison gate and the ancestor of the Guituo tribe are not weaker than the old man, but because of the relationship between the old man and the king of Yin Moth, everyone is still dominated by the old man.

But Lao Lao suddenly turned his head and said, "Who do you think will win this battle?"

It refers to the battle between Huang Xiaolong and Duanfeng, the King of Yin Moth.

Everyone was stunned, surprised, and they didn't expect Lao Lao to suddenly ask this.

However, everyone still turned their attention to Huang Xiaolong, Duanfeng, and Yin Moth King who were fighting.

Who will win? Everyone's eyes were astonished, and no one spoke. If it was before, everyone would definitely think it was Duanfeng, the King of Yin Moth, but now, everyone is uncertain, especially Duanfeng, the two Kings of Yin Moth have joined forces for several powerful blows. After being unable to seriously injure Huang Xiaolong, everyone's confidence was shaken.

"Maybe, it's time to go back." Lao Lao suddenly sighed, feeling like a hero is twilight, as if he was remembering something.

"Go back?" Yuan Baifei was stunned, where to go back?

Although he doesn't know where the old man is going, but the old man's words do not seem to be very optimistic about Duanfeng and the King of Yin Moth?

Yuan Baifei and the ancestors of the Golden Nest tribe were shocked when they thought of this.

Although everyone was shocked by Huang Xiaolong's strength just now, they didn't think that if Huang Xiaolong won this battle, what would happen to them? Or rather, they haven't thought about it yet.

If the wind were to break, the Yin Moth King and the two would really be defeated! That! The ancestors of the Golden Nest clan couldn't help but panic, they remembered what Huang Xiaolong had reminded them about the fate of the Yaomei clan and the Jinchan clan!

At that time, are they afraid that they will also need it? !

"It's all right! Lord Duanfeng and Lord Yin Moth are invincible. How could the two ancestors of high rank be unable to take care of a Huang Xiaolong at the seventh level of the Holy Land!" The ancestor of the Fengluo clan said: "Huang Xiaolong should have used some kind of forbidden technique before. Only withstood the attack of the two adults, when the time for this forbidden technique is over, Huang Xiaolong will definitely lose!"

The words of the ancestor of the Fengluo clan gave everyone a glimmer of hope and hope.

"That's right, very soon, Huang Xiaolong will be killed by the two adults!" The ancestor of the Golden Nest Clan laughed.

It's just this smile, a little forced.

I saw Duanfeng and Yin Moth King, who had the upper hand at the beginning, gradually became equal to Huang Xiaolong as time passed. Huang Xiaolong not only was not suppressed by Duan Feng and Yin Moth King, but the more they fought, the more courageous they became. The air is rolling, and the power of the avenue is endless.

In the Jinchao Clan, the ancestors of the Fengluo Clan and others looked increasingly ugly, Duanfeng and the Yin Moth King gradually fell into the disadvantage, Duanfeng was fine, the Yin Moth King was a little stretched under the attack of Huang Xiaolong, Huang Xiaolong every time With a single blow, the Yin Moth King can be forced back, and he retreats in embarrassment.

The old ancestor of the Fengluo clan said that Huang Xiaolong used a forbidden technique, but this forbidden technique made Huang Xiaolong more and more brave? It's not over yet?

Yuan Baifei, the ancestor of the prison gate and others have completely forgotten Mozhi, Long Shengtian and others.

"We, retreat?" Suddenly, the ancestor of the Fengluo clan hesitated.

"Retreat? Where to retreat? Where to go?" The Golden Nest Clan ancestor said with a wry smile.

At this time, he had unspeakable regrets in his heart.

Once the Yin Moth King and Duanfeng are defeated, then Huang Xiaolong will inevitably dominate the realm, the foreign realm, and even the holy realm. Where can they retreat?

The world is so big that there is no place for them to hide.

Another hour later, suddenly, Lao Lao, who had never spoken, turned around and left without hesitation.

Everyone was startled.

"Old man!" Yuan Baifei shouted, panic in his heart.

If even the old man is gone, then he really is!

In a panic, Yuan Baifei chased after Xiang Lao.

"Don't follow me!" At this moment,

Suddenly, the old man turned his head, his eyes were indifferent: "In the future, we will go our separate ways and have nothing to do with each other."

Yuan Baifei's face was ashen, and he wanted to open his mouth to mention his previous ally with Su Lao, but when he saw the cold killing intent in Su Lao's eyes, he couldn't help feeling cold.

The old man left in a hurry.

The ancestor of the prison gate, the ancestor of the Guituo clan watched the figure of the old man disappear gradually, the two looked at each other, and they both left.

The rest of Yuan Baifei, the ancestor of the Jinchao clan, the ancestor of the Fengluo clan and others stood there, looking at them blankly and in a panic.

"Damn it!" The Yin Moth King, who had been forced into embarrassment by Huang Xiaolong, couldn't help but said with anger when the three of them left.

Duanfeng's face is naturally not good-looking.

Suddenly, Huang Xiaolong's blade of the sky struck, Duanfeng raised his sword and swung out, the two of them collided and retreated.

"You are not the bloodline of the golden dragon at all!" Duanfeng said in surprise after stepping back.

Huang Xiaolong was stunned, and then said: "I said that I am the bloodline of the golden dragon?"

Duanfeng, the Yin Moth King and the two were startled, yes, they always thought that Huang Xiaolong was the bloodline of the golden giant dragon, but Huang Xiaolong never said that he was the bloodline of the golden giant dragon.

"Isn't it the blood of the golden dragon?" The Yin Moth King frowned.

Suddenly, Duanfeng's face changed. He seemed to remember why he felt that Huang Xiaolong, the golden dragon, was a little familiar. It was because of him!

At this moment, suddenly, a blade of light pierced through the void and attacked Duanfeng face to face. Duanfeng woke up, struck out the long sword in his hand, and rolled up the endless sea of ​​swords, as if his sword was there, the sea of ​​swords would be endless.

However, Huang Xiaolong's sword strike from the sky passed through this endless sea of ​​swords and came to the end of the sea of ​​swords.

On the side of Broken Wind, the light flashed across his eyes, his face was cold, and when he touched it, it was full of blood. Huang Xiaolong's knife light cut a terrifying wound on his face, showing his bones, if it wasn't for Jianhai's previous resistance Dodged with his side face, I was afraid that Huang Xiaolong had just cut off half of his face with Daomang.

"You!" Duanfeng looked at the blood on his hands, he was furious, and the boundless killing intent erupted. After coming to this world for so many years, this is the first time that he has been injured by someone, and it is still a holy place!

Just when he was full of violent killing intent, he suddenly saw the phantom of the golden giant dragon behind Huang Xiaolong, his heart was shocked again, and he woke up.

Seeing that Duanfeng was injured by Huang Xiaolong, the king of the worm moth was violently killing intent, but suddenly the killing intent disappeared in an instant, and then looked at Huang Xiaolong with a full face of fear.

This made the change, and the Yin Moth King was a little surprised.

"Brother Duanfeng, what are you?!" the king of the moth called.

Duanfeng did not look at him, but looked behind Huang Xiaolong, and said to the Yin Moth King: "Yin Moth, you say, could this be the bloodline of creation?!"

The Yin Moth King didn't respond for a while: "What is the bloodline of creation?" Suddenly, his eyes widened, and suddenly he looked at the golden dragon behind Huang Xiaolong, his face changed greatly: "You, what do you mean?!"

"This, no?" he muttered again.

Only when it comes to the end, his voice is very low.

"If it's true, then we?!" Duanfeng said this, his voice trembled.

At that time, the Wuzu Dao Lineage in the sacred world of Tuo had heard the legend about the bloodline of the Yellow Dragon that created the world.