The Dragon Emperor was walking around in his stone cave irritably. The powerful fluctuations in the dragon tomb made the Dragon Emperor feel very uneasy. Why did he feel uneasy? The Dragon Emperor didn't know why, but he always felt a little unusual.

Before, the Dragon Emperor could find the soul power of the dead dragon clan in the dragon tomb as long as he closed his eyes and meditated. However, no matter how the Dragon Emperor meditated, he could never feel the power of those souls.

"Damn it, I shouldn't have let Ziyun's son of fate enter before." The Dragon Emperor patted his forehead and said angrily.

You know, the Son of Destiny has another name, that is, "Son of the Demon Selection"

"If Ziyun dares to destroy the Dragon Tomb, I will definitely make Ziyun regret it for life." The Dragon Emperor said coldly.

"No matter who it is, as long as it is a human being, there will be his own family and people he values. These people cannot be lost." The Dragon Emperor thought coldly, "Then maybe he should start with the two dragons and one person who followed Ziyun."

"No, I really can't stand it anymore. Today is the deadline for the world. If Ziyun doesn't come out yet, we will really stay here." The Black Dragon King Aobai felt inexplicably cold in his heart, and stood up in dismay, walking back and forth in the room.

The son of Oboi opened his two longan eyes wide and watched the Black Dragon King walking back and forth in the room. He couldn't help but wipe the corners of his eyes, his eyes were a little astringent, and tears almost flowed out.

"I said, can you stop walking back and forth, which makes me very upset." Oboi's son said angrily.

"You can't just look at it." The Black Dragon King was panicking, and he could still care about the feelings of Oboi's son.

"What do you mean?" The son of Oboi jumped up angrily, pointed at the Black Dragon King and shouted.

"Do you want to fight or what?" The Black Dragon King said to Oboi's son with a sneer.

"Damn, although I have only soul left now, I am not afraid of you." Oboi's son shouted angrily.

"If you have a physical body now, do you think I will accompany you?" The Black Dragon King said unwillingly.

"If I had a physical body, I could kill you even if I spit." The son of Oboi glanced at the Black Dragon King and sneered.

"Do you really want to die?" The Black Dragon King roared angrily, rushed towards Oboi's son, and stretched out his claws fiercely.

The son of Oboi was not willing to be outdone. He opened his mouth and spit out a dragon flame and shot at the Black Dragon King.

"You're done." Rourou said with a helpless smile.

When Oboi's son and the Black Dragon King heard Rourou's words, they both stopped, looked at each other coldly, and squatted down again, not knowing what they were thinking.

"Why haven't Ziyun come back yet?" the Black Dragon King said naively.

"Who said no?" Oboi's son sighed.

"I didn't talk to you." The black dragon king Aobai said with a blank look at the son of Aobai.

"Do you think I'm talking to you?" Oboi's son sneered.

"Okay, can you stop arguing now?" Rourou slapped the table and shouted.

The Black Dragon King and the son of Oboi both looked at Rourou in surprise. You should know that Rourou's temper is famous for being good, usually not angry, and she rarely even speaks.

Now he actually slapped the table and stared at him, which really shocked the two dragons.

"The Dragon Emperor is here." Rourou said coldly.

"Gudong." The Black Dragon King swallowed his saliva, and he had spent thousands of years. He had just arrived in the human world and met Ziyun, and then came to Dragon Island.

I haven't nourished my life for a day, and now I'm just dying like this. I feel really unwilling to accept it.

"A good thing or a bad thing." Oboi's son asked hurriedly.

"I don't know." Rourou sighed and said.

"What is this? Good things are good things, bad things are bad things, I don't know where they come from." The Black Dragon King said angrily.

"It seems to be a bad thing, but it seems to be a good thing." Rourou closed her eyes and thought for a moment, and said seriously.

The two dragons looked at each other helplessly and stopped talking.

"Roor, Rourou, Black Dragon King, the son of Obai, come out." At this moment, the Dragon Emperor's angry voice sounded, causing the entire cave to shake twice, and the stones fell down.

"This is coming." The Black Dragon King sighed and said.

"How many chances can we win together?" said Oboi's son.

"Yizheng." Rourou thought seriously, nodded and said firmly.

"Yes? That's not bad." Heilong scratched his head and said with a dry smile.

"If the other dragons participate in the battle, the winning rate will be zero." Rourou continued.

"Okay, stop talking, the morale that just rose has disappeared again." The Black Dragon King hurriedly interrupted Rourou's words and said helplessly.

"I'm telling the truth, too." Rourou said.

"Let's go out, let's go out." The son of Oboi took a deep breath. After living for so long, he had experienced everything, and he was open-minded.

"Can the Dragon Emperor catch up with the God of Darkness? The God of Darkness can't kill me, I'm afraid of birds." The son of Oboi smiled and walked outside.

"That's why Lord Dark God doesn't want to kill people, he just wants to use your soul, flesh and blood to sacrifice to the Nine Prisons." The Black Dragon King murmured in a low voice behind.

"Can you shut up too?" Oboi's son turned around and glared at the Black Dragon King and shouted.

The Black Dragon King laughed dryly, glanced at Rourou, and walked outside.

When he walked outside, the son of Obai, the Black Dragon King, Rourou couldn't help but be stunned.

I don’t know what’s going on outside, there are so many giant dragons, just like dragon mountains and seas.

Every giant dragon stared at him with a cold expression. This pressure was even stronger than fighting with the Dragon Emperor directly.

"Is this welcoming us?" The Black Dragon King said to the Dragon King with a dry laugh.

"What do you think?" The Dragon Emperor sneered and reached out to grab the Black Dragon King.

The Black Dragon King felt that his body seemed uncontrollable and his body floated toward the Dragon Emperor.

"What do you want to do?" Oboi's son shouted, rushed towards the Dragon Emperor, and opened his mouth and spit out a strong dragon flame to shoot at the Dragon Emperor.

"A little trick for carving insects." The Dragon Emperor stretched out another hand and just gently grabbed the void, and the dragon flame was easily crushed by the Dragon Emperor.

"This, how is this possible?" The son of Oboi was in mid-air, looking at the powerful attack he made, which was easily resolved by the Dragon Emperor, and he couldn't help but be stunned.

"The time limit has come, and the son of fate has not come out yet." The Dragon Emperor said coldly.

"There is still a quarter of an hour." Rourou said in a deep voice.

"Four quarters of an hour? Will I make mistakes again if I make mistakes once?" The Dragon Emperor shouted.

"Why do you want it? Is it a mistake?" Rourou said with a faint smile. "Wait for another quarter of an hour, and your mistake may become the right thing."

"What if it's still wrong?" Dragon Emperor said coldly.

"Let's bend our heads to kill." Rourou said firmly.

The Black Dragon King struggled in the Dragon Emperor's hands for a few times, but it had no effect at all. Hearing Rourou's words, he immediately agreed.

The son of Oboi sighed, and could only let go of his divine dragon's dignity and nodded in agreement.

"Okay, I will trust you again." The Dragon Emperor looked at the sun gradually drooping in the sky, nodded and said.

Time passed by little by little, the sunset slowly set down the mountain peaks, and the light disappeared little by little.

And the Black Dragon King's heart is also sinking little by little.

"Kill." After the last ray of sunlight disappeared on the mountain, the Dragon Emperor shouted.

"roar?."

At this moment, a roar of dragons that seemed to come from ancient times sounded in the air, shaking the entire sky.
Chapter completed!