Chapter 459: True Dragon Trail

Chen Xinglie decided to stop talking nonsense with him, his eyes half-opened, and he looked at Song Changyi.
"This seat needs an explanation."
His voice is silent, so sad and happy.
"you!"
Song Changzong exudes a vast aura like an abyss, but he didn't say anything. These people in front of him are really looking for trouble, and he really doesn't put his demonic blood eagle clan in his eyes.
Song Changyi's figure trembled and his face was bitter. The moment he saw Chen Xinglie, he knew that this matter was caused by him.
In his opinion, if Shang Qingkong were not here, how could Chen Xinglie have the courage to go directly to the resident of his Demon Blood Eagle Clan and ask him for trouble.
He didn't believe that the four strong immortals of the Demon Blood Eagle clan could not beat Chen Xinglie.
However, he dared not make a move.
"Shang Qingkong, this old woman is obviously here to support the Human Race kid, patriarch, what should we do?"
He secretly transmitted to Song Changzong, the anxiety in his tone never concealed.
He was afraid that Song Changzong would be forced by Shang Qingkong's power and hand him over, so he would be finished.
Instead of falling into the hands of Chen Xinglie, it is better to go to the battlefield of the Mountain Condor Clan to die decently.
Song Changzong did not answer, his brows were frowned, as if he was thinking about something, as if he was desperately making a certain decision.
After a while, Song Changzong's eyes opened, and his eyes flashed with a penetrating chill.
He suddenly flattered and bowed to Shang Qingkong, "Elder Shang, before my demonic blood and eagle clan had been inadequate in hospitality, I also looked at the elder Haihan. If you don’t dislike it, please take the courage to move to my demonic blood hall. Let me wait to do my best as a landlord, how about?"
After all, before Shang Qingkong could say anything, he turned to the direction where Chen Xinglie was.
"This little brother, in the next look, you are the hero of the human race. You have offended you before. Please don’t blame it." Song Changzong’s smiling face is about to stick to the ground. No one knows what he sells in the gourd. What kind of medicine, "As for Song Changyi, I would like to ask the little brother to move to the Demon Blood Hall. How about I'll do it later?"
He looked at Chen Xinglie and the others eagerly, and said in his heart: You must get the bait!
"Patriarch, you?"
Song Changyi was horrified, what the was going on with this patriarch today, so low-pitched like a pug.
The other two elders also looked at Song Changzong vigilantly, seeming to consider whether this guy would be a spy of the human race.
"Huh! It's all a good thing you provoke! But don't worry, I have already awakened that person. That existence will trap Shang Qingkong. You will watch me wink and act. Once Shang Qingkong is trapped, you and I will immediately Go and kill the remaining people."
Song Changzong made the arrangement in an instant, he was confident.
"What? The patriarch meant that the one under the Demon Blood Hall?"
"It must be, but how did the patriarch invite that existence? Could it be that bottle of real blood?"
"Otherwise? With that old guy's character, besides the bottle of essence and blood, what else can he do?"
"But if he is willing to help my Demon Blood Eagle Clan, I am afraid that my clan can immediately swallow these mountain eagles. Compared with this matter...that bottle of real blood is not that important..."
Several elders communicated with each other, thinking about everything.
"If my demonic blood and eagle clan are eaten by you, how can the huge monster clan find a place for my clan in the future!"
Song Changzong was also thinking secretly, but on the surface he was still very respectful.
Chen Xinglie had a playful look in his eyes. He had already been cut out with a sword because of his temperament, but just now, A Chou suddenly came close to his ear and said that he felt a breath of dragon clan.
He looked at Shang Qingkong, who nodded to him, proving that something happened.
Chen Xinglie couldn't help but get a little excited. Didn't expect that there are still dragons in this lower realm?
In this way, the bottle of real blood of the big demon is not necessary.
After all, that thing has only absorbed a trace of Nightmare Dragon Essence and Blood, how can it be compared with real Dragon Essence?
That thing is the real treasure.
Even the dignified female emperor doesn't seem to have absorbed true dragon blood...
Chen Xinglie sneered, these people in front of them had their own little abacus, but they didn't expect that the praying mantis caught the cicada and the oriole behind.
"It seems that this set of seats must be drilled."
He thought to himself that his mind had already floated to the blood of the real dragon.
Although there is a real dragon like Your Excellency A Chou beside him, the essence and blood are so important to the dragon clan that he can't bear to let A Chou suffer even a little harm.
But the sky is endless, and he unexpectedly encountered such a good thing.
"Stop talking nonsense, lead the way!"
Chen Xinglie snarled.
Song Changzong was full of murderous intent, but desperately to calm himself down, there was no fluctuation in his face, as if he hadn't heard Chen Xinglie's words.
"A few please."
After all, the four of them directly turned into noumenons and headed in one direction.
Gu Hu Mei Mei also turned into the body, carrying Chen Xinglie and others to catch up.
"I don't know how big the dragon is...but the strength should not be strong. Otherwise, how could you stay in a demon blood eagle tribe, and here, no matter how powerful it is, you can at most display the peak strength of the land temple, you don't need to care."
Chen Xinglie thought to himself.
He was really not afraid, and the peak power of land immortals was not unkillable.
Thinking of this, a chrysanthemum arrow symbol appeared inexplicably in his hand.
...
As the name suggests, the Demon Blood Hall is the holy place of the entire Demon Blood Eagle Clan, and it is also the place where the patriarch and several elders discuss matters.
This place is similar to the human palace.
"It's not a bird's nest?"
Chen Xinglie's tone was surprised. He really thought that all the demonic blood hawks lived on the trunk.
Not to mention that Song Changzong and the others have been eager to pluck Chen Xinglie, even Gu Huo Meimei can't listen to it.
"Master really... can talk..."
Of course, he only dared to say this to himself, and in the face of Chen Xinglie, he didn't even dare to put a fart.
In the main hall, the guest and host were seated, with a harmonious appearance on the surface.
But what surprised Song Changzong and others was.
Chen Xinglie actually sat on top of Shang Qingkong?
They looked at each other, suspicious.
"Could it be that this Human Race kid is better than Shang Qingkong?"
"Impossible! It should be just the status gap. Even if you start practicing in the mother's womb, it's not much stronger at this kid's age."
"But who else can be above Shang Qingkong?"
"This……"
The four people spread the voice there, and they didn't discuss a result.
What they fear most now is the change.
But there is nothing he can do, the arrow is on the string, even if there is an extra tiger, it will be sent.
"Let's take one step at a time. Although the strength of that existence cannot defeat Shang Qingkong, it is easy to trap this woman. After a while, he will kill the human kid first, and will not give him the opportunity to take out that weird big formation."
Song Changzong arranged it.