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"Why do you want to stop me from taking action?"
This voice expressed confusion about what Meng Jing had just done.
After all, the blood of dragons flows in their bodies.
But why does this young man really want to help them crack his own attack?
Meng Jing chuckled and rolled his eyes, "Who is from the Dragon Clan with you?"
The voice asked with some confusion: "What do you mean?"
"Are you not from our Dragon Clan?"
Meng Jing snorted, "What else do you think?"
He is not a member of the so-called Dragon Clan. Looking at the entire Dragon Clan, there is only one person except Meng Goudan, and his relationship with other Dragon Clan is not very good.
The voice became confused and asked again: "Since you are not from our Dragon Clan, then why is there such a high level of Dragon Clan blood in your body?"
Although he couldn¡¯t see clearly what level this young man¡¯s strength had reached.
But just looking at the level of dragon blood in his body, this guy is completely a member of their dragon family.
But now, the other party actually does not recognize the identity of this dragon clan.
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Furthermore, what a tall and great race their Dragon Clan is.
Now someone actually told him that he didn¡¯t want to be a member of the Dragon Clan.
Is this guy crazy?
"You don't need to worry about this."
"It's none of your business anyway."
No matter how high the level of dragon blood in your body is, it can't compete with you.
Furthermore, why should he tell you why the purity of his dragon bloodline is so high?
Who are you?
After finishing speaking, the voice became extremely helpless.
"Okay, okay, okay."
"Since you, a young boy, don't want to admit the identity of our dragon clan."
"Then you can't even think of getting this golden dragon spear."
"etc!"
Just when the other party¡¯s voice disappeared, Meng Jing hurriedly called out to the other party.
The voice asked: "What?"
Meng Jing said with a smile on his face: "You mean as long as I recognize your identity as a dragon, then this golden dragon spear will belong to me?"
As long as they can get that weapon, there is no big problem in admitting their identity as dragons.
Anyway, their dragon clan has been extinct for nearly tens of thousands of years.
It doesn¡¯t matter whether you admit it or not.
But with such a change in the young man's attitude, the voice almost couldn't help but want to spray a mouthful of old blood on the young man's face.
It¡¯s so shameless, so shameless!
In order to get that golden dragon gun, this kind of thing can be done.
"Okay, you are actually willing to admit the identity of our dragon clan."
¡°Then, you must first sign the contract with the Dragon Clan.¡±
"After signing the contract, and then defeating the Golden Dragon Spear, then the Golden Dragon Spear will belong to you"
Meng Jing said: "Then can I come back later?"
I have wasted a lot of time here, and the Wang family has almost started the second arena competition.
Based on this time, it¡¯s my turn.
Therefore, his idea is to finish the Wang family¡¯s ring competition first.
When he went to have a duel with the Golden Dragon Spear, he was afraid that he would not be able to take it down in a short time.
The voice was silent for a while, and then sounded after a while.
"OK."
"Who made you the only hope for our Dragon Clan?"
After seeing each other again, Meng Jing felt happy for a while.
It seems that the dragon blood in his body has helped him a lot.
After saying goodbye to the voice, Meng Jing left here with Wang Sirui and rushed to participate in the Wang family's arena competition.
"Young Master, walk slowly!"
The high priest, together with all the other dragon and mouse clan members, prepared to return to the cave after watching Meng Jing leave.
Suddenly.
There was a click, like the sound of broken glass.
A feeling of shaking came immediately.
I saw cracks appearing directly under their feet.
The high priest frowned slightly, and the staff in his hand flashed red.
"It seems like an uninvited guest is coming!"
At this time, deep in the cave, there were two black shadows standing on top of a head.
One of them, a relatively thin figure, said excitedly: "Master, master!"
"Is this where the golden dragon gun is?"
The tall and somewhat old figure, after humming, began to observe the surrounding environment.
"This should be the right place."
"I wish the golden-haired rat clan could have such fighting power."
"I must have relied on the help of the dragon bone."
The thin figure next to him also smiled, "Is your disciple's vision correct?"
"I just said that map is real."
The tall figure touched the head of the thin figure and also chuckled twice.
"Well done this time, disciple."
"But where is this golden dragon spear hidden?"
"Why can't I feel the breath of the golden dragon spear?"
Logically speaking, the golden dragon gun should have a certain dragon aura.
Based on the blood in their bodies, they should be able to detect it.
But you can¡¯t notice it at all.
The thin figure sniffed and sniffed, as if he was smelling something.
"Master, I seem to smell dragon blood in it."
As soon as he heard this, the tall figure immediately shook his head.
"My dear disciple, did you hear it wrong?"
"Those who know this map should be the only two of us in the entire Qinglong clan."
"Why can I still smell other dragon's blood?"
A map, but they bought it at a high price.
In order not to let others know, they kept it strictly confidential.
Therefore, the only people who know the whereabouts of this map are him and his disciple, and no one else.
Now I heard what my disciple said, there is still a smell of dragon blood here.
No matter how you look at it, this is an unlikely thing.
But that thin figure kept shaking his head like a wavy drum.
"No, no, no."
"Master, the smell of dragon blood doesn't seem to belong to our Qinglong clan."
The tall figure hiding in the black robe was frowning again at this moment.
"Could it be that you want to say that the taste of dragon blood belongs to the ancient dragon clan?"
Although they are said to be the descendants of the four ancient divine beasts and the Qinglong bloodline clan.
With the passage of time, the blood in their bodies has faded a lot.
"Compared to the ancient dragon clan, it is even worse than one and a half stars.
¡°If they really meet someone with the blood of the ancient dragon clan here, they won¡¯t even think about walking out alive.
The thin figure hiding in the black robe pursed his lips.
"Master, I can't tell."
"It's just that that guy's bloodline is really weird, it seems to be mixed with the aura of the Fire Phoenix" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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