Chapter 1742 The Fourth Dragon Lord (1/92)

Wang Muyu wanted to recognize Wang Ling as his father, which made Sun Rong speechless for a while and didn't know how to explain. At the same time, Wang Ming felt a little bitter. He didn't expect Wang Ling to experience such a thing at the age of sixteen.

He could foresee Wang Ling's despair. After all, it was really outrageous that he became the father of a strange child without saying anything.

If it were Wang Ming himself, he would probably be shocked.

But at this time, Wang Ming was still thinking of a way. He stared at the battlefield in front of him, and when the figure of a white-haired boy came into his sight.

Wang Ming's thoughts suddenly turned, his eyes lit up and he asked Wang Muyu: "Well, little Muyu, the one you see fighting now is not your father. The one with white hair over there is. Look, he looks so much like you."

Wang Muyu poked his head out to look at Wang Ying, frowned slightly, and then buried his head in Sun Rong's shoulder: "Hmph... I don't want to..."

Wang Ming: "But you can't mistake your father."

Wang Muyu: "He is not my father. My father doesn't look that wretched."

Sun Rong, Wang Ming: "..."

Sun Rong: "But he looks exactly like Wang Ling. How can he be wretched... wretched..."

Wang Muyu's voice was soft and soft, and he whispered: "It mainly depends on the temperament. It is a kind of metaphysical wretchedness."

"..."

For a long time, Sun Rong and Wang Ming were stunned and didn't speak.

Only Sun Ying'er couldn't help it, and finally burst into a clear and crisp laughter like a silver bell. That laughter was extremely demonic. She was worried that Wang Ying would hear it, but it was too hard to bear.

This was meeting a soulmate!

Sun Ying'er felt funny and excited at the same time: "Mu Yu, you are right! Sister, I support you! If I had such a father, I would rather commit suicide!"

On the battlefield, Wang Ying's face was obviously not good. His eyes were always fixed on the direction of Sun Rong, with a deep look in his eyes. At the same time, when facing Wang Mu Yu, his face was also written with a kind of hostility.

At the same time, on the other side, when the hammer spirit of the Burning Heaven Chain Hammer was killed by Wang Ling's palm, the diamond gloves and the God Devouring Umbrella behind him were also trembling.

They instinctively felt the danger and wanted to withdraw, but Wang Ling turned into a stream of light and grabbed their tails, mainly targeting the God Devouring Umbrella, holding it in his palm.

This is a very special Chaos Device. Wang Ling can sense it. It can devour the Supreme World. Such a space devouring device is almost unique.

However, at this time, Wang Ling grabbed the throat of the God Devouring Umbrella and strangled it tightly. It dared not resist at all.

Boom!

Wang Ling punched the umbrella ribs, and the God Devouring Umbrella drooled on the spot. Along with screams and nausea, countless Chaos Qi was released from it.

Until the end, the God Devouring Umbrella sprayed out a bald head...

Wang Ling finally achieved his goal.

"Master Ling."

The Golden Lamp Monk put his hands together, bowed to Wang Ling, and smiled: "Thank you Master Ling for your rescue this time. I wonder if Master Ling can let me handle the next negotiation?"

"Yes."

Wang Ling thought about it, and then nodded, his face calm.

From the moment he rescued the Golden Lamp Monk, he knew that the monk would come out to lobby.

However, Wang Ling's anger had subsided by then, and he had no intention of directly destroying Jingze.

On the other hand, he felt that torturing Jingze was a bit boring.

It was like bullying a child.

The best way to make Jingze atone for his sins was to recruit him.

If an agreement could be reached before Nuan's full moon, it would be good to let Jingze become Nuan's dragon mount.

So, with this in mind, Wang Ling didn't want to kill Jingze anymore.

This is a dragon mount.

It's rare in the world. How cool it would be if you could ride it out!

And it can not only be a mount, but also a bodyguard.

Wang Ling felt that only 096 was by Wang Nuan's side, which was not enough, and he needed a little more appearance.

"Thank you, Master Ling, Master Ling is compassionate and touching."

Monk Jindeng performed a Buddhist ceremony again and bowed to praise.

Wang Ling felt a little guilty after hearing this.

He really didn't deserve the compassion, after all, it was for a purpose.

After getting Wang Ling's permission, the monk slowly approached the edge of the pit. Looking at Jingze, who was beaten to a bloody mess at the bottom of the deep pit, he showed a very regretful expression on his face.

Human cultivators could have lived in harmony with all the creatures in the heavens, but some races did not believe in it. They had this or that kind of persecution delusion every day and wanted to reshape the universe hegemony and dominate the world.

But little did they know that the world now was no longer the era when the dragon race dominated the universe in the ancient times.

Today's world, and even today's universe, is decided by one person.

And this person was standing next to him at this moment.

"You lost, Jingze." Monk Jindeng sighed, "There are mountains outside the mountains. You chose the wrong person."

"The Moon Dragon Lord is from my dragon clan. I can't disbelieve him and believe you..." Jingze said, his tone was dissatisfied and indignant.

Yongyue Xinghui's power weakened, causing his recovery time to be much longer. He thought that the hammer spirit, diamond gloves and God-Eating Umbrella could help him delay some time, but he didn't expect that the hammer spirit of the Burning Sky Chain Hammer was killed instantly.

This is a light weapon...

It didn't even have the strength to resist in Wang Ling's hands!

And the most useless thing was his diamond gloves and God Devouring Umbrella, which were thrown directly after seeing the hammer spirit being killed instantly!

Damn it!

Even if you are not a light weapon, you are a sequence level three annihilation weapon!

Do you have any dignity as a chaos weapon!

"Your dragon clan has already been destroyed. Have you ever thought about why the Moon Dragon Lord suddenly revived?" Monk Jindeng smiled: "Jingze, I have hinted to this extent. It's up to you whether you believe it or not."

Jingze was silent. He did feel that the sudden revival of the dragon clan was a bit suspicious, but it was still difficult for Jingze to believe it based on Jindeng's one-sided words.

"Really... I don't believe it..." In the end, he shook his head.

At the same time, he also sneered: "Don't be too proud. The dragon clan has not completely failed... Do you know the three dragon lords who commanded the dragon clan back then? Dark Devouring Dragon, Cangyuan Dragon and Moonlight Dragon..."

"Of course I know." The monk looked calm.

"Then do you know that there is actually a fourth dragon lord?"

"The fourth dragon lord?" The monk's expression was obviously stunned.

"Hahahaha... you really don't know!"

At this time, Jingze couldn't help laughing again: "In fact, the dragon cemetery you are standing on is the fourth dragon lord, Lun Mulong! At this moment, all of us are on its dragon back!"

On the dragon's back?

After hearing this news, Wang Ling's mind suddenly became clear.

No wonder, since the beginning of the fight, he felt that this piece of land was a little extraordinary, but he didn't expect that he would actually step on the back of a dragon.

Not only did he not feel the slightest fear, but he was a little excited in his heart.

This Lun Mulong is good, the dragon's back alone is so big.

It is obviously more suitable to be used as a mount!

Need not poke!