Chapter 1191: : Become famous in World War I

"It seems that our Miss Mu Qing is also interested in Blood Shura!"
A tall and handsome prince beside him laughed. Although there was a joke between his words, everyone around him could hear the smell of jealousy.
It's just that none of the princes present will say anything, because this is Prince Fenxiao, who is quite strong.
Long Mu smiled lightly, his gaze was still on Mo Nan, and he smiled: "It's hard to say, but this blood Shura is really a mysterious person! Who is he to dare stop him from seizing the Prince? What? "
Fen Xiao heard the words, but nodded thoughtfully, then looked strangely at Mo Nan.
Among them, only nine of the "Top Ten Princes" accounted for nine, and they were also well-known in the "God of Emperor Chu" that moved the world, but if they were compared with Longmeng, they would naturally It's a long way off.
But now, Mo Nan actually hit the Dragon Dream Pot!
This shows that the gap between them and Mo Nan is even greater!
boom! !!
The battle between Mo Nan and Long Menghu is at this point.
The repair of the Longmen pot is indeed above Mo Nan, but he is not Jinlong's opponent. He has been shot by Jinlong several times, and a few mouthfuls of blood have been spit out. At this time, he screamed angrily:
"Messengers, elders, just watch this outsider bewitching the real dragon to kill me? The sadness of the dragons, my dragon's thousands of blood-hot men, don't any of them dare to stand up now?"
He spoke like a thunderous thunder, spreading it out, and immediately caused a commotion among the thousands of dragons. Especially the Black Dragons, this dragon dream pot is from the Black Dragons, and they can't let the messengers of their clan be killed like this.
But it happened, there were so many elders, the messenger stopped them, they couldn't rush in at all.
For a while, it was only one willingness to go in and help.
Mo Nan only laughed when he saw this. The war gun in his hand didn't mean to stop at all. On the contrary, the speed became faster. "You old man! When you beheaded Jinlong in the Eternal Hope Realm, you thought about it Today? Even Shenlong was beheaded and killed by you, you disdain grandchildren, I will crush you to death! "
Roar--
Golden Dragon also seemed to recall the situation of being slaughtered into nine segments before, and became even more violent.
Although the Dragon Dream Pot has all the heavens and thousands of ways, it can't defeat the Golden Dragon at all. His cultivation is a little higher than other messengers. At that time, Mo Nan could kill several messengers in a row. Now there is only one Dragon Dream Pot, which is nothing to ignore.
Moreover, when those descendants of the Dragon clan heard Mo Nan's words, they were silent for a while. They all knew that the only golden dragon was slaughtered into nine segments.
At the beginning, they also rebelled and had to fight hard to protect them, but they could not cover the cooperation of other forces at the same time. At the same time, the Dragon Dream Pot was already cut and played.
"Huh, you dragon killer, you still have a face here to scream. Zulong is going to kill you, let me see who dares to stop!"
"Yeah! You betrayed the dragons and slaughtered the true dragons. Now you died under the claws of the ancestors, and you deserve it!" With just a few words of effort, it suddenly became a frenzy, and all the dragon practitioners seemed to realize what they were, and they yelled. .
One is Zulong, and the other is the Dragon Dream Pot, which has always been deceiving. It is already very clear!
The sound of screaming and cheering, one wave after another, the pressure of Long Wei came down, and immediately the shape of Long Menghu was stopped a lot.
However, Mo Nan was trembling in spirit. He could clearly feel the pure Long Wei emitted by thousands of people, which was the most righteous breath. He and Jin Long suddenly became strong.
kill--
Mo Nan's war gun in his hand blasted out fiercely, blasting Dragon Dream Pot into the air.
Jin Long flipped his huge body, and the six-finger dragon claw made a fierce insertion into the body of Dragon Dream Pot, stabbing, and tore his entire body directly.
In an instant, the dragon's blood scattered!
In the roar of the Golden Dragon, even the Yuanshen of the Dragon Dream Pot was shattered. At this point, the generation of Dragon Dream Pot was killed in front of the thousands of dragons!
The scene that was still noisy before, at the moment when Longmen pot was killed, it suddenly became quiet.
They all looked at the huge golden dragon, and they also looked at the place of the messengers. They were all waiting. If the messengers were going to kill Mo Nan, or the black dragons were going to fight to death, what would happen next?
Mo Nan didn't have any pride. He was just relieving his hate now. His face still looked dignified. He didn't know the dragons well. Now he would have a second battle at any time.
He held the rifle in his hand, and fluttered with silver hair. He glanced around and found that no one had come up. He then recruited the golden dragon and fell straight back to the huge stump where the prince had gathered.
Crackled and stood firmly!
Until this moment, the princes around the stump just woke up like dreams, all taking a subconscious step back.
And Mo Nan swept coldly towards Long Zhen and Long Blue Comb, and also looked at Long Qu. He even glanced at the dragon leather, his mouth turned up, and said loudly, "You just tried to challenge me. right?"
Everyone sniffed and took a breath.
It turned out that Mo Nan hadn't forgotten what happened before, and he came back and fluttered after killing the Angel of the Dragon Dream Pot. Who would dare challenge him? Isn't this death?
At this moment, Long Zhen's face was so pale that he had receded from the stage. He shivered, "No, no, Blood Shura, Prince Mo Nan, haha, it's my recklessness, how dare I challenge you!"
The dragon blue comb next to him fell down on his knees, and started to scratch his head with bangs, and tears began to flow: "It is my eyes that are clumsy, I am damned, I have no eyes! Prince Mo Nan, forgive me!"
Before he finished speaking, he slapped himself hard.
As for Long Qu and Long Ge, they awkwardly stood aside, their faces were full of laughter.
Now, Mo Nan, looking at the entire Dragon and Eleven clan, how many people dare to challenge him?
At this time, Yueyue stepped out of the void, her figure was beautiful, the sun was shining, and she said loudly: "Dragon dream pot is no virtue, betray the dragon race! Damn it! Who is here, who is against it?"
Thousands of people were a little stunned at first, and they immediately called out!
"it is good--"
"Good kill! Damn this dragon dream pot!"
"Haha, it turns out that Blood Shura is really the one our ancestors choose, and he should become a prince!"
When Yueyue saw the rise of the tribe, she did not look at the faces of the elders and messengers. She simply shouted with arms and shouted, "Now, I take the order of the dragon tribe to protect the messenger, and Li Monan is the dragon prince! Seven days later! , Formally worship, worship the ancestors! "
Bang!
All of a sudden, thousands of people shouted their arms and shouted. Countless people also directly sacrificed the dragon soul, shuttled back and forth in the void, dragons groaned, and echoed between heaven and earth.
Mo Nan became famous in the First World War and became a prince in a leap. The general trend is that no one can tolerate it.
He glanced at Master Yueyue and saw her nod heavily to himself, and he stood there simply, accepting the cheers of thousands of people and congratulating the voice. Moreover, these clan people have a surprising enthusiasm. They are already swarming under the huge stump race platform. The crowd is crowded with black and black, all are enthusiastic voices.
Mo Nan nodded there. He was used to such occasions, so he turned and left, but as soon as he turned around, the people there immediately boiled. Many other dragon girls made screaming sounds.
In a far corner, Luo Xiye, Lao Zhu, and Li Anjiang were all there. The expressions on all three of their faces were somewhat wonderful.
The old pig said even more thornily: "My grandmother, the Dragon clan also has a hobby of star-chasing. Oh, if the big star of the silk is here, she will definitely be distressed. "
Luo Xi just smiled, and then turned around and walked back.
When Li Anjiang saw this, he immediately followed two steps and said, "Hehe, sister-in-law, Mr. Mo Nan is definitely not interested in those dragon girls, he is all in you!"
"You little devil!" Luo Xi shook her head helplessly. She and Mo Nan had already surpassed these jealous boundaries, and whispered, "He must not be able to get away now. Take the opportunity to cultivate well in this dragon clan! Let's go! Go back! "
Li Anjiang and Lao Zhu heard the words and both felt reasonable, and went to the place where they arranged.
In fact, as Luo Xi also said, Mo Nan's next time, there is almost no idle time.
Every step he took was followed by dense clans, who were creaking and could not hear anything at all.
So, when a dragon girl came up to invite, "We Miss Mu Qing want to invite Prince Mo Nan to get together on the island, I don't know if the Prince has time?"
Mo Nan almost didn't want to:
"Yes, yes, lead! Lead!"