Vol 12 Chapter 1482: Negotiate plan

For so many years, it has been blocked in the North Sea. By defending the powerful power of the elders, it preserved this nation and made the dragon emperors of the past very humble. But there is no way, who told them Jiaolong had not even been born a martial sage, and could not exist in isolation, let alone face those powerful enemies.
You know, those who dare to fight one-ninth of the enemy in the heavens, at least have martial arts.
I don’t think anyone will object to my son entering the Dragon Tomb anymore? Emperor Long squinted at the elders who opposed Fang Lang's entry into the Dragon Tomb.
The elders immediately bowed their heads and dared not speak.
He said: "These figures will definitely cause trouble in the Mainland. If he is not killed, he will at least become a martial artist." The old man's face showed excitement.
As long as Ye Xicheng becomes a martial sage, then their dragon clan can also walk out of Beihai with the light to see the real.
"I don't know what benefits my son will get?" At this time, Long Emperor looked at the tree Fang Langkong and was about to ring the dragon bell.
Rumble. Under the crazy injection of the power of heaven and earth, Fang Lang's whole person exploded with boundless aura, like a statue of a god, towering into the clouds, exuding supreme power.
"This is the power of angels. I actually control 10% of the power of heaven and earth..." Fang Lang was overjoyed and excited.
The ancestors of Jiaolong are worthy of being super powerhouses in the Wusheng domain. He will simulate the meaning of this empty world, so that Ye will soon understand.
This is just a good opportunity, but it is difficult to find and imagine.
Fang Langde must never admit that Jiaolongren's children were tricked into picking up sesame seeds and throwing watermelons.
No matter what kind of wealth you get by pressing the dragon clock, it is not as good as this.
On the second floor of King Wu, he controlled 10% of the world. It is destined that Fang Lang's starting point will be higher than others, higher than those powerful geniuses.
This is Wu Sheng's lifelong effort, and it can only be done by the ancestors of the dragon clan back then. His old man knew he was going to die in the first war. Therefore, in order to inherit the inheritance from future generations, he spent a lot of energy to leave the road to the rise of the dragon.
Unfortunately, all this is cheap Fang Lang.
Worthy of being the mountain guardian spirit beast in Jiutian Palace. When he died, he could not forget the son of the Ninth Temple, Tian Ye buried him secretly.
If the ancestors of the Flood Dragon knew this was the case, they would probably vomit blood. After all, this was what he left for his descendants, and Fang Lang would be cheaper.
I have to say, this is really lucky!
"Boom!"
As the power of the heavens and the earth poured in, Fang Lang blew fiercely on the huge dragon bell.
In the void, terrible ripples splashed, and the power of destruction spread.
"Ho!" A huge dragon roar sounded, shaking the earth and the void.
Throughout Long Island, countless children of the dragon clan immediately felt the boundless coercion of terror. Including the Dragon Emperor, they shuddered one by one, looking at the sky above the dragon bell in disbelief.
There, there is a huge body, slowly stretching out, filling the whole world, very shocking.
The wind and clouds are dancing, thunder and lightning, chaos and void, full of terror.
In everyone's sight, a giant dragon that was a hundred times larger than the entire Sacred Dragon Road condensed out of the void, covered the entire sky, lying in the thunderous ocean.
This huge body is shocking, including Fang Lang and Huang Long. Everyone on Long Island felt their souls trembling.
It sounds terrible.
"Even the respected master and his old man are not so terrible. Is this Wu Shen?" Fang Lang's face was pale, and the dragon's eyes were staring at him.
There was no terrifying coercion on him. Obviously the dragon had converged, but Fang Lang still felt his legs tremble, and he almost couldn't help kneeling.
The little breath released by the dragon shattered the surrounding void, just like the power of Conan the Destroyer, it was powerful in the void.
Fang Lang vowed that apart from the unfathomable guardian elder, this should be the strongest he has ever seen.
However, this dragon is only the result of the condensation of spiritual knowledge. Not the body. I'm afraid it is either dead or not here.
"No, it should be dead!" Fang Lang suddenly glanced at the Jiaolong child who lowered his head, and a ray of light appeared in his eyes, and he understood in an instant.
Such a terrible dragon, besides one of the two ancestors of the dragon, who else?
"No wonder there is such a powerful force, it turned out to be a Wu Shengfeng expert!" Fang Lang was shocked.
Not long after the Blood Demon Sword Sage was promoted to Wusheng, his strength naturally could not be compared with the powerhouse at the peak of Wusheng. Moreover, the ancestor of the Flood Dragon was the ancient Wusheng.
I have to say that the ancient martial sages are generally better than the current ones, because the sages have the guidance of the strong.
What's more, that is a super powerful statue of Wu Shengfeng, looking at the whole, there is almost no opponent.
"It turns out to be our ancestors!"
In the palace, all the dragon heads, including the Dragon Emperor, knelt on the ground respectfully and bowed in the direction of the dragon's ascent.
They were very shocked. The ancestors fell in ancient times. They did not know that Shenlong Road had traces of the spiritual knowledge of the ancestors.
If Fang Lang did not correctly ascend the path of the holy dragon today to awaken this kind of spiritual knowledge, I am afraid it will dissipate, until the endless years pass, they will never see the present scene again.
"son!"
At this time, several Dragon Clan leaders who questioned Fang Lang's entry into the Dragon Tomb all expressed their gratitude to Fang Lang.
"Old ancestors!"
"Long live our ancestors!"
Under the Shenglong Road, countless dragon boys fell to the ground.
Above Shenglong Road, the children of the climbing Jiaolong knelt on the ground, looking at the huge body in the sky with respect and enthusiasm.
This is our ancestors, they saw it for the first time in their lives.
"Hehe, I didn't expect that I would have such a chance. If the Dragon King knew that I was so close to our ancestors, he would be jealous." At the top of Shenglong Road, the blond boy's face was full of excitement, and his excited body trembled. . He felt that he finally had a place to surpass the Dragon King.
"The son is so great. According to our dragon's rules, I have the opportunity to become a member of the son's guard, and then I will choose to follow my son. Hey, forget it, the dragon king is qualified to inherit the ancestor's last wish and become a sky spirit beast. However, bring With his pride, I am worried that he is unwilling to give in to others. He said that he must fight with his son at that time, and he better be severely punished by his son." The blond boy secretly thought. ..