Chapter 1762 The Age of the Flood Clan

"Um?"

Lin Xun's expression froze, and it was too late to stop, so he could only force the blood, trying to weaken the power of the divine halberd.

joke! !

The girl in front of me can't be said to be a once-in-a-million-year encounter, but at least ten times more beautiful than Zhe Yi, the number one beauty in Huang Luo.

The ancient holy son of the Jiao clan was an old-fashioned one, and he was already unbearable before he was born.

Once he destroyed this girl's body today, even one arm, do you think the Holy Son would stew it?

"Buzz!"

The divine splendor all over the sky froze suddenly, and Huahua's jade hand finally lightly grasped the divine halberd.

Immediately, a vast devouring force suddenly swept over, rushing along the golden halberd.

In just an instant, the light on the halberd disappeared, and even Lin Xun's face was completely ashen.

At this moment, he could feel that an invisible demon force fell from the sky, imprisoning his figure.

And the spiritual power and blood in his body rushed towards the girl's body along the golden halberd.

Soon, the vitality of Lin Xun's body completely dimmed, and his whole body turned into a rotting bone, falling from the sky.

"Gulu!"

The world is silent! !

A crowd of monster youths opened their mouths wide, their eyes full of panic.

even! !

They have never seen how Lin Xun was swallowed into bones. This holy monster has already fallen from the sky and shattered to the ground.

"You... who are you?"

The body of the Jiao clan youth trembled, and for a moment, he actually felt a... true dragon force on this woman! !

This kind of oppression originating from the bloodline is even more terrifying than the ancestors of the clan!

How can it be?

In the entire land of Huangluo, only the Jinjiao clan contains the blood of the dragon clan. This girl...

Suddenly, the youth of the Jiao clan seemed to think of something, and his eyes froze suddenly.

Could it be that this girl is the illegitimate daughter of some ancestor outside?

As we all know, dragons are inherently silver, and the same is true of the Jiao clan.

Yes! It must be so!

Damn it! !

It almost turned into a theoretical tragedy! !

"Hehe, it turns out that the girl is from the same clan. I misunderstood, misunderstood..."

"Same clan? Just because you miscellaneous... are you worthy of my clan?"

Huahua snorted coldly, her expression cold and arrogant.

Perhaps, in front of Ye Qingchan, Feng Ruge and others, she was indeed humbled.

But how could she notice a few miscellaneous... Jiaos.

"Buzz!"

Accompanied by a buzzing sound, a black mist suddenly appeared around Huahua's body, like a cosmic demon, swallowing everything.

And behind him, there is a dragon shadow covered in pitch black, standing upright in the sky and earth, suppressing the current world.

It can be said that at this time, Huahua really displayed the dominance of an ancestor dragon bloodline.

I saw her cover with a palm, and the magic power rose together, annihilating all directions.

But the face of the young man from the Jiao clan changed, and he didn't dare to hesitate any more, he pushed flat with both hands... and pushed the two monster clan children beside him towards the palm print of Bengtian.

And his figure is frantically fleeing towards the sky.

"Um?"

"puff!!"

But, very soon, the moment Huahua's palm print fell, the bodies of the two of them were instantly shattered, and they had no strength to resist at all.

Then, together with the blood, spiritual power, and demon pills, they were swallowed by it.

After all this was done, Hua Huaqiao had a smile on her face, raised her hand and stretched her waist, looking lazy.

Sure enough, practicing like this is far easier than taking medicine step by step and retreating.

Thinking in this way, Huahua covered her Longwei again, and headed towards the center of the world.

You know, with the bloodline of the demon clan in this world, not to mention compared with Zulong, even the big monsters like Qingcang are enough to crush them.

Since Huahua wanted to devour flesh and blood, of course she couldn't act too aggressively.

They just don't know if the Holy Son they are talking about tastes good or not.

"boom!!"

At the same time, the ancestral land of the Jiao clan.

In the depths of the temple, there was a sudden roar.

Immediately afterwards, the sky collapsed and the earth shattered, and the splendor soared into the sky, and a figure was seen walking from a distance.

It was a man in a golden robe, with two horns on his head, covered with dragon scales, and full of aura.

Surrounding him were endless green-gold runes, and an indescribably vast dragon energy surged across the sky and earth, frightening all spirits.

"Yes... the Holy Son was born!!"

"Hurry up!! The Holy Son is born!!"

The entire Jiao clan fell into a commotion in an instant.

Countless ancient and powerful figures swept from the sky, landed in front of the young man, and bowed down.

even! !

Even some patriarchs in the supreme realm now have a look of respect and embarrassment on their faces.

"Meet the Proud Son of Heaven!!"

Jin Aotian, the fate of the Jiao clan, crushed the supreme evildoer in the land of Huangluo hundreds of thousands of years ago.

His strength has already entered the supreme realm, and he should be the one who controls the sky in this world.

However, at the beginning, the Goddess Fuyao was born and suppressed all races.

If it weren't for the gap between this goddess and the Nine-Color God Kite Clan

, and unwilling to stay in this barbaric small world, I am afraid that the current land of Huang Luo has long been reduced to the homeland of the kite clan.

And Jin Aotian was full of arrogance, he would rather die than surrender, even if he was crushed by Fuyao Goddess, he was still not discouraged, but he just believed that his luck was bad, so he proclaimed himself the blood of God Consciousness, and fell into an endless sleep.

"Well, the breath of freedom."

Jin Aotian raised his head, closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and suddenly showed a sincere smile on his face.

"From now on, my name is... Long Aotian!!"

"Huh? Aotian, you..."

Above the void, suddenly an old figure emerged, looking at the young man in front of him in surprise, there seemed to be some deep meaning in those cloudy eyes.

"Hehe, Patriarch Jinji is still alive?"

Long Aotian smiled wantonly, and his golden eyes revealed infinite domineering.

"Stinky boy, you are still so arrogant! But... the ancestor is very pleased! It seems that these hundreds of thousands of years of deep sleep have not obliterated your edge, very good!"

Jin Ji turned his head and looked at a majestic ancient mountain in the distance, "From today onwards, the Son of Aotian will lead our Jiao clan...to fight for the world again!"

From the perspective of the cultivation of the ancestor of the Jiao clan, it is natural to see that there has been a slight change in the blood in Long Aotian's body.

If his expectations are correct, this holy son should have awakened the most powerful blood talent of the five-clawed golden dragon clan, the dragon transformation! !

In other words, the current him can no longer be called a jiao, but... a jiaolong!

Back when Long Aotian came into the world, it caused drastic changes in the world.

All the powerhouses of the Jiao clan believe that he will be the opportunity for the rise of the Jin Jiao clan.

It now appears that this prophecy was correct.

"Holy Son!! Holy Son!!"

There were bursts of angry shouts from all over the temple, and the eyes of all the disciples of the Jiao clan were full of eagerness.

The era of the Jiao Clan has finally arrived! !