Chapter: 6778

Your Excellency should be one of the four masters, Long Yunlou, right?"

Hearing one of the four masters, there was a smile in Heilong's eyes, and he nodded slightly proudly, feeling very satisfied with the speaker.

In fact, the Dragon Clan in the early stage of the Wendao Realm like him can only be regarded as the upper middle of the Dragon Clan. It is arranged to guard one of the four dragon gates here.

"I am Long Yunlou, well, you are a master of the Frost Giants, but even so, you can't enter this holy land of the Dragons without permission."

Black Dragon Road. Known by the black dragon as the masters of the frost giant family, in fact, they are not tall at all. On the contrary, they are shorter than Ning Qi and other human races. However, their skin color is bluish, and there seems to be a faint chill on their bodies. Jiang Buxu When Tianjiao's expression became more vigilant, he looked at it secretly,

After all, when they participated in the Saint Clan's Tianjiao Battle, they might also encounter this Frost Giant Clan's Tianjiao.

"I understand, this is my meeting ceremony. Brother Long, let's see how it goes." The Frost Giant asked the cultivator and handed the black dragon a universe ring with a smile.

With a look of satisfaction, he took the Qiankun ring down aboveboard, and then moved a little bit away. Seeing this, the Frost Giant asked, and arched his hands at the black dragon again, and took

The Tianjiao of the clan passed through the black dragon, entered the rune formation, and disappeared.

As soon as they entered, the black dragon immediately returned to its original position and covered the gap again, as if no one was allowed to enter.

Some races have actually been here many times before, knowing the rules, they smiled and handed over the Qiankun rings that had been prepared, and the black dragons accepted them one by one and let them go.

In the end, only five races remained in place.

Among them are Ning Qi and the others.

"This Black Dragon has to be bribed to participate in the Holy Clan Tianjiao Battle"

Wang Chao was dumbfounded.

The black dragon is asking about the realm, and the resources of the dragon clan are extremely rich, so what kind of gift should be given to satisfy the other party?

Wang Chao had no idea, and subconsciously looked at Ning Qi. Even if the human race knew this rule, the Shengde Dynasty might not be able to gather many good things to give to the black dragon.

"If you have nothing else to do, don't hang around here."

The black dragon cast a cold glance at Ning Qi and the others, but his eyes paused slightly on Huo Qilin, but there was also a trace of disdain.

So what if he is stronger than him? The Dragon Clan is one of the three holy clans. Even if he appeared in the late stage of the Daoist Realm today, he still had to speak to him in a friendly voice. . The rest of the aliens hesitated for a while, and finally gritted their teeth and handed over their own Qiankun rings. They didn't know that the Dragon Race needed to buy road money, so the Qiankun rings were all treasures that they were reluctant to use. As a result, the black dragon After taking a look, it seems that I am not satisfied, very reluctantly

Said: "Okay, let's go quickly"

They didn't care whether the black dragon was satisfied or not, as long as they could go in, they hurriedly saluted and thanked them, and then led their disciples into the rune formation.

"Great Desolate King, the little girl is one step ahead."

Zhuo Xuejun smiled at Ning Qi, and flew to the black dragon with all the girls. Just as Zhuo Xuejun was about to take out her presents, she saw a fierce aura suddenly coming from not far behind them. Xuejun, Heilong, Ning Qi and the others all turned around and looked around.

There were sixty or seventy figures, coming with swords. These monks had greenish skin and strong bodies. On average, they were one or two heads taller than Jiang Buxu and the others. They didn't take the fairy boat, but they flew away The sword, that sharp aura, is the sword intent emanating from these monks.

When Heilong saw this group of people, his expression changed slightly, and a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes.

"Sword Saint Clan"

Wang Chao was a little shocked.

The sword saint monk headed by him is in the middle stage of the Daoist realm. Although his aura is not as good as that of the previous Huo Qilin, it is not much different. At least it is better than all the Tianniu clan that Ning Qi has seen. Much stronger.

"Step aside"