1716: C1716 Tragic Demon Thirteen

C1716 Tragic Demon Thirteen

Tragic Yao Shisan.

"Blue, skin like crystal! ......”

"Blue Dragon? No!

Blue Dragon's skin is scales!"

" Crystal dragon? It looks like it!

However, even if it's not a combat type dragon, it can't fly faster than me, let alone make me so afraid! No!"

" Then what kind of dragon is he? "

" Why is he chasing me? "

Yao Shisan's mind was in chaos.

At this moment, he suddenly felt that the dragon's voice sounded familiar.

"Why does it sound like Saint?"

"No! It can't be him!

How could Saint be a dragon!

I was really scared out of my wits by Saint!"

Yao Shisan stared blankly at Saint. Out of instinct, he only flapped his wings after a long time to maintain his balance.

"Hey! Demonic King, are you stupid? You don't know your Second Master? ......”

Boom!

Hearing the sound of the Giant dragon, Yao Shisan's vision darkened. He felt that the cephalo- was confused and fell down from the sky!

He... He was Saint! ......

Saint was a dragon... ......

How was this possible?

Saint... Dragon!

Ah... Holy Dragon!

The tumbling Yao Shisan suddenly woke up.

He spread his wings and stabilized his body.

He raised his head and saw that the holy dragon was still looking at him with a mocking gaze.

Immediately, he was so scared that he did not dare to move.

"You are Saint Dragon?"

He carefully looked at him with fear. He wanted to look at him but didn't dare to. He secretly glanced at him and immediately withdrew his gaze and asked.

"Un! Your eyesight is too poor, only now did you notice.

Why are you still thinking of Demonic King? You might as well abdicate!"

Saint looked at Yao Shisan proudly.

Yao Shisan did not dare to say anything. He could only force a smile that was uglier than crying.

At this time, he remembered another name.

"May I ask Master Saint? Sacred One is yours?"

"The First Saint is my big brother!"

Saint's vanity was greatly satisfied.

At least he didn't transform just now. This Demonic King still had a look of dissatisfaction on his face.

But now, his attitude had changed 180 degrees!

"Then Zhang Xing is?"

The Demon King asked again.

Saint rolled his eyes.

This guy wants to get to the bottom of this, can I tell him?!

"Can't you tell? All the beast kings are willing to acknowledge my boss as their master, who do you think my boss can be?"

Putong!

Yao Shisan's heart skipped a beat.

"Ah... He... He is Lord Senior Shen Long?"

"Saint One is Saint Dragon?"

Yao Shisan asked, shaking. He was stunned for a moment.

"Pah! Pa! "

He used his wings to slap himself twice.

"Truly blind!

I should have known long ago that it was Senior Shen Long and the Sacred Dragon Predecessor!

Apart from you all, who else has such a profound cultivation level?

Besides the three of you, who else can toy with us in the palm of their hands?"

Speaking of this, Yao Shisan immediately bowed respectfully in the air.

"Predecessor, please punish us!"

"How are you guilty? We are fighting on our own.

Come, come, come. Take one of my attacks first."

Saint was not confused at all.

Although he was satisfied with his vanity, he had not forgotten what he needed to do.0

He wouldn't change his stance because of Yao Shisan's flattering attitude.

"It can't be..."

Yao Shisan looked like he really did not dare to do so.

"Cut the crap! If you don't take one of my attacks today, I will! I'll kill you!"

Yao Shisan suddenly quivered. ......

A few minutes later, in the Southern King's Manor Battlefield... ......

"Look, they're back!"

Everyone raised their heads.

They saw Saint flapping his huge wings. Under his claws, there was a dying Thunder Roc, Yao Shisan, who was covered in wounds.

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