Chapter: 1452

At this time, Yu Wenshang said: "She is Meng Qingling, the elder who holds the lantern of Yun Qizong."

Yun Qizong's lantern-handling elder, Meng Qingling?

When Yuwen Kongming and the others heard the words, their eyes suddenly realized.

"Sister, there is such a master behind this guy, it seems that our mission this time has failed..."

Zhou Luning sent a sound transmission to Wuma Fengling.

Wuma Fengling's face was a little livid. The last time he was preparing to attack in the capital of the Kyushu Empire, he was frozen for no reason. This time, although Ning Qi did not die in Huang Guli's hands, he killed a suspected fighting saint!

This guy, are all the women around him so strong!

Wuma Fengling couldn't help cursing.

"Who are you? What qualifications do you have to intervene in the competition between me and this son? Do you really think that if you are a fighting saint, my ancient dragon clan will be afraid of you?"

Huang Guruo looked at Meng Qingling coldly.

His eyes were full of killing intent, even if he knew that Meng Qingling was a fighting saint level existence, he had no fear at all.

Everyone sighed in their hearts, I am afraid that only the arrogance of the three dragon clans can be so confident that they will not be afraid to face the fighting saint!

Meng Qingling smiled lightly, looked at Huang Gurui and said: "You are a seventh-rank dragon, and he is just a peak fighting emperor. If you attack him, it's not a competition, but you want to suppress and kill him. Could it be that the ancient dragons are like this? Can't afford to lose?"

Huang Guli's eyes narrowed slightly, what Meng Qingling said was indeed true, he just wanted to take the opportunity to kill Ning Qi, unexpectedly there was a Fighting Saint following behind Ning Qi, making his plan come to nothing.

"Bold! Who are you, dare to insult my ancient dragon clan? Have you forgotten that this place is the ancient holy city!"

The arrogances behind Huang Gujie showed their anger and scolded Meng Qingling.

Meng Qingling ignored them, but continued to look at Huang Gurui with a light smile and said, "Since you are already on the list, Long

You have no reason to intervene in the junior fights on the list. "

After saying that, she directly pulled Ning Qi into a streamer and left through the air.

At this time, there was a roar from the sky.

"Come when you want, leave when you want, when I am a deserted ancient holy city, where is it!"

Hearing this roar, Huang Guli and the others all showed shock on their faces, and then looked up to the sky respectfully.

I saw two middle-aged men suddenly blocking the way of Meng Qingling and Ning Qi.

A trace of fear appeared on Meng Qingling's face.

"Doudi!"

Ning Qi's heart suddenly rose. He didn't expect that the battle on the dragon list would provoke Emperor Dou. This ancient dragon clan is too narrow-minded!

"Seniors, do you want to intervene in the affairs of the younger generation?"

Meng Qingling frowned.

Ning Qi took a look at the two of them. One of them was burly, with a Chinese character face, and there was a faint dragon breath coming from his body. He was probably a tenth-order giant dragon of the ancient dragon clan.

The other person was thin, with a smile on his face, he should be a human race.