Martial God of Myriad Realms

Chapter 964: Counterfeit?

Chapter 964: Counterfeit?

The ten-mile slope is more than four hundred miles away.

Cheng Feng, who was flying quickly, slowed down.

Because he had temporarily gotten rid of Wei Mingxuan, there was no need to rush on his way.

"Made, you're too tired to be exhausted."

Seeing Cheng Feng slow down, Long Aotian gasped and shouted to the two turtle dragons in front: "You two, come here, I have something to say."

"Master Aotian, please tell me."

When the two turtle dragons heard this, they immediately flew over and bowed their heads to listen.

"I have consumed a lot just now and need nourishment."

Long Aotian ordered: "You two, each contribute half of the dragon yuan to me!"

"Contribute half of the Dragon Yuan?" The expressions of the two turtle dragons changed.

It should be noted that Long Yuan is the foundation of the Dragon Clan.

Long Aotian was better off, he just opened his mouth and asked the two turtle dragons to take out half of their dragon essence. It was like fighting with open fire.

"What? You don't want to?"

Long Aotian frowned and showed a hint of displeasure: "Do you, the Turtle Dragon Clan, still want to be recognized by the Dragon Clan, or even enter the Dragon Realm?"

"Of course, of course we want to be recognized." The two turtle dragons said quickly.

"Since you want to be recognized, then quickly give me the Dragon Yuan."

Long Aotian said: "Only when I recover my spirit can I help you lobby all the tribes in the Dragon Realm. Do you understand?"

"Understood, we will get the Dragon Yuan for you right now."

Although the two turtle dragons were full of reluctance, they still spit out half of their dragon essence without any hesitation in order for the turtle dragon clan to gain recognition from the dragon clan.

This directly reduced the bodies of the two turtle dragons by less than half, leaving less than three thousand meters.

Not far away, Cheng Feng saw this scene and frowned slightly.

"Uncle Nalan, why do I feel that something is very wrong with this heavenly dragon?"

Cheng Feng said: "How can the dignified Tianlong Clan be so depressed that they blackmail a miscellaneous dragon clan?"

"And the body of this heavenly dragon is less than one meter... and the difference between it and the majestic heavenly dragon is more than one and a half cents!"

"Well, there is indeed something wrong with this heavenly dragon."

Nalan Changsheng nodded: "Nine times out of ten, he is an impostor."

"Otherwise, when it encounters danger, the Hidden Dragon Clan will never turn a blind eye!"

"I just hope this guy isn't a complete fake."

Cheng Feng frowned: "Otherwise, the thousand kilograms of Tianlong blood that this guy promised to give me will be wasted!"

Thinking of this, Cheng Feng suddenly walked towards Long Aotian who was absorbing Long Yuan.

After Long Aotian absorbed the dragon essence contributed by the two turtle dragons, his body shone with golden light, and the dragon scales exuded a dazzling luster.

There was even a faint power of the heavenly dragon, surging in all directions.

"It's really the power of a heavenly dragon?" Cheng Feng raised his eyebrows.

He has been to Tianlong Tomb before, so he is quite familiar with Tianlong's dragon power.

The dragon power coming from Long Aotian at this time was indeed the power of a heavenly dragon.

This slightly eased his suspicion of Long Aotian.

"Human boy, what are you doing here?"

Long Aotian's body was filled with golden light, full of majesty, and he asked Cheng Feng aloof.

"Debt collection!"

However, Cheng Feng did not react at all to this and said coldly: "You promised to give me a thousand catties of Tianlong blood, now give me half a catty first."

"presumptuous!"

Long Aotian shouted loudly: "How can you give away the blood of a majestic heavenly dragon to others casually?"

This guy probably wanted to default on his debt after getting rid of the threat.

"Haha, you want to cheat?"

Cheng Feng sneered: "I don't like to talk nonsense, ten seconds, I'll give you ten seconds!"

"If I don't see half a kilogram of Tianlong blood within ten seconds, I will come and get it myself."

"It's just that once I do it myself, I won't just get half a pound of dragon blood!"

Threat, Cheng Feng, this is Chi Guoguo's threat!

Anyway, Long Aotian is an impostor, so there is no need to worry about offending him and calling in revenge from the masters of the Tianlong Clan.

Furthermore, even if Long Aotian is the young patriarch of the Tianlong Clan, he still has to pay for what he has to pay.

Cheng Feng will not tolerate it!

"How dare you, human boy!"

Long Aotian shouted loudly and looked at the two turtle dragons at the same time.

However, after the two turtle dragons contributed half of their dragon energy, their vitality was severely damaged and there was no hope at all.

Moreover, even if the two turtle dragons were in their prime, they were far from Cheng Feng's opponent.

"Ten, nine, eight..."

Cheng Feng ignored Long Aotian's clamor and started counting.

"Stop, I'll give you dragon blood."

When Cheng Feng counted to 'two', Long Aotian gave in.

I saw it stretched out a golden dragon claw and made a small opening under its abdomen.

Drops of golden blood suddenly flowed out from the small opening.

These drops of golden blood were extraordinary, and Cheng Feng felt a strong pressure from a long distance away.

Since the two turtle dragons were hybrid dragons, they were more sensitive to the dragon's power. They were so suppressed by the pressure that they trembled all over and fell from the sky to the ground.

"Well, it's the blood of the Heavenly Dragon."

In Cheng Feng's ears, Nalan Changsheng's voice sounded: "It's just that this dragon's blood is a bit mixed, and it is far from as pure as the direct descendants of the Tianlong Clan."

"I guess this dragon is just a hybrid dragon."

"A hybrid dragon?"

The corner of Cheng Feng's mouth twitched: "This guy said he was the young patriarch of the Tianlong Clan before, and his tone was scary. Now it seems that he is just bragging!"

However, Cheng Feng couldn't help but paused in the middle of his words.

Because the moment Long Aotian opened his mouth to Nalan Changsheng, Long Aotian turned his eyes and looked over suddenly.

"Uncle Nalan, did this guy notice you?" Cheng Feng was surprised.

Even Zhu Qingshan, the master of Qianlong Academy's Shushan Mountain, was not aware of Nalan Changsheng's existence.

Secondly, not long ago, Cheng Feng went to the Royal Treasure House of the Yuhua Dynasty.

The treasury guard Huang Lao, the sixth-level super being in the sky, was also unaware of it.

But Long Aotian actually noticed it?

"It's really weird."

Nalan Changsheng said: "Perhaps this hybrid dragon is not as simple as it seems on the surface."

After Long Aotian glanced at it, he immediately turned elsewhere, giving people a sense of coincidence.

However, Cheng Feng had already paid attention and no longer looked down upon Long Aotian...

After about a few minutes, Long Aotian finally collected half a catty of Tianlong blood.

Half a pound of Tianlong blood seemed to consume a lot of Long Aotian. Not only did the golden light around him completely disappear, but even the dragon's body shrank slightly and the light dimmed.

"Here you go!" Long Aotian took the dragon's blood, looked at it painfully, and finally threw it to Cheng Feng.

"Performing well."

After receiving the dragon's blood, a smile appeared on Cheng Feng's face: "I hope you can continue and try to give me another half kilogram of dragon's blood as soon as possible."

"Give you another half pound of dragon blood? Do you think Tianlong blood is just cabbage?"

Hearing this, Long Aotian's cheeks twitched: "It will take me at least half a year to make up for this half a pound of dragon blood."

"Wait half a year and come see me again!"

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