Lord of Pets

In the sacrificial hall, Le Yuan still wanted to ask.

A dragon's roar shook the heavens and the earth, alarming all the gods and angels across an unknown amount of time and space.

"You eight-winged birdman, get out of here!"

"Dare to hurt my people and kidnap my Holy Son...Who gave you the confidence? Do you think that there is no one in my Ancestral Dragon Court?"

The unceremonious insults were exchanged for Paradise and Qiang Zhan's uncertain expressions.

They should have been furious that their supreme majesty was provoked and rushed out.

But now, after hearing the almost completely opposite remarks from the God of Angels, their moods were half complicated and half confused.

"Ancestor, what should we do?"

"You threw the person into the Ancient Heaven Realm. Even if we want to return it, we seem to have no way to do it."

"What's more, if it goes according to your wishes, our attitudes will all change. It seems that speaking ill of each other and arguing with each other has become a joke..."

Eight-winged Candy spoke up, taking the place of several confused divine angels, and asked the twelve-winged angel god for his opinion.

"Aha~~~" Rosius yawned, turned his back, and walked slowly towards a corner of the temple.

"It's old and useless."

"How can a remnant spirit still have the energy to dance around and stay active without interruption?"

"You handle it on your own. It's you who captured the person. It has nothing to do with me..."

Seeing that our ancestors were always dishonest, they turned out to be the shopkeeper if they disagreed.

Bayi Candy covered her face and said with a severe headache:

"It's over, chaos adds to chaos, everything is piled together."

"Now we have to pray that this human being will be stronger and not die in the ancient heaven world, but can come out alive smoothly."

"But... who knows how long this time is, one year? Two years? Ten years? A hundred years? It seems that it is completely out of our control..."

"What's going on?" Eight Wings Gu Ying was speechless and choked, stabbing in the back in a low voice:

"The ancestors intervened, made decisions on our behalf, and put them into action."

"But he is still planning something else behind his back, and even we are not willing to fully explain it, let alone explain it to Zulong."

"Isn't this putting us in the middle and acting like gunmen..."

"I heard from adults before that the ancestor Rosius was a maverick and might deceive future generations. I still didn't believe it..."

"Now I know that the ancient angel has never deceived me..."

"Click——"

Bayi Qiangzhan suddenly clenched his fists and said with a bad look:

"No matter what the reason, they are coming to your doorstep. Should we just sit back and do nothing?"

Ba Yi frowned silently and dissuaded: "Strong fighting, the matter has come to this, do you still want to intensify the conflict?"

"Then tell me, how should I face Zulong?"

Qiang Zhan sneered, "You won't be able to cheat on the spot and think it's me and Le Yuan who caused the trouble, right?"

"Our original intention is to find the lost angel of God for the tribe and bring her home."

"Discovering the target and bringing it back to heaven is also with a more objective mentality. I hope to gather your will to protect Xing and give her a better and more brilliant future."

"I...what's wrong with me?"

"Even now, I still can't understand what Lord Rossius wants to do."

"Obviously, when the ancient covenant was established, he was the contractor of the Holy Court at that time. Now just because humans and gods are related, do they have to tear everything down and start over again?"

The eight wings fight fiercely, word for word.

Bayi Paradise held his shoulders, sighed, shook his head and said:

"The ancestors will never harm us."

"Since he said and did this,

Let's go in opposite directions again. "

"If the future of the Holy Court declines because of us... we will be the culprits!"

"Don't worry, let's go outside and take a look first."

Eight Wings Candy reassured:

"Except for being kidnapped back to heaven, which is your biggest point of controversy, you haven't done much wrong."

"The main problem is that things are completely out of control. No matter Bai Wushang or Xing, we can't communicate now and have lost all our vision."

"On the contrary, the Ancestral Dragon has signed a second destiny. When the little Ancestral Dragon is born, he should be able to vaguely sense the master's condition."

"If Bai Wushang really falls, it will be furious, bringing the Ancestral Dragon Court with it, triggering an even more intense conflict between the two sides."

"But as long as they don't perform to that extent, it means they are healthy and alive. All we need to do is delay."

The eight-winged candy god angel speaks with reason:

"This is our territory. Even if the Ancestral Dragon Court is very free and willing to bring the Ancestral Dragon Ship back, they can't really do anything to us."

Eight-winged Flower Bud agreed: "Yes, Qiang Zhan and Paradise, you can come forward."

“But don’t cut it to the chase and just say the meeting is going on.”

"If they are really aggressive, let Candy or Shen Shen do Tai Chi, and try to discuss with them how to improve the trust relationship between the two parties and how to connect emotionally if the Angel of God and the Dragon are bound to one person at the same time..."

After listening to the advice of his tribe, Bayi Qiangzhan felt that he had never been so aggrieved in his life.

But the person who attacked his faith was none other than the pioneer of the ethnic group, one of the strongest people in the mythology of the extraordinary world.

He could only think wildly and feel like his hair was tangled up in his head.

Then he mustered up his energy, followed the crack in the void of the eye, and descended outside the heaven.

"Boom!"

The lightning flashed like a mountain.

A large purple pliers, with lightning speed and an unstoppable attitude, struck him on the shoulder. The exploding thunder immediately penetrated the flesh and blood, and the splattered divine blood lit up the sky.

Bayi Qiangzhan groaned, fluttering his wings and retreating, his already green face turned gloomy to the point of dripping water.

"Nothing more than that!" The second-generation ancestral dragon Thunder Dragon Mother licked the angel's blood on her pliers with disdain in her eyes and absolute domineering tone in her tone.

"Hand over the Son!"

"This is not a negotiation, this is an ultimatum!"

"What if I say no?" Bayi Qiangzhan's anger was burning, and his fighting spirit was boiling.

He put his hands on his shoulders, and the splashed divine blood unexpectedly rolled back and turned into fluffy rain and mist, all returning to his body.

But it was obvious that there was still a purple electric dragon active in his flesh and blood.

Every sudden attack will disperse the golden light, making the entire chest of the Eight Wings Strong Fighter transparent and bright.

"Then, you may not die." The Thunder Dragon Mother raised her tongs and raised her dragon tail, "But you will be beaten by me... life is worse than death!"

"Dragon Mother, is it a bit too much to act wild at the gate of heaven?"

The expression on Bayi Paradise's face was also ugly. He held up the realm of the Kingdom of God and issued a warning.

"Excessive?" The Thunder Dragon Mother laughed like a madman, "On the border battlefield, relying on strength, ignoring justice and dawn, they forcibly took away the Holy Son of our clan."

"Now that it's me, do you think it's too much?"

"If I remember correctly, our life realm and bloodline strength seem to be the same, right?"

"You couldn't defeat me ten thousand years ago, and you still can't defeat me ten thousand years later. Why don't you look for your own reasons?"

"Dragon Mother, calm down, I think we need to have a talk."

The eight-winged Candy God Angel flies forward, its pink wings shining brightly. uuread a book

As she moved forward, the faint aroma of candy filled the air, and the power of Jingxin's realm not only targeted the Thunder Dragon Mother, but also covered Paradise and Strong Battle.

"Calm down? I'm calm."

"Talk? We really need to talk."

The Thunder Dragon Mother crushed a super huge ball of light, pulled out an extremely huge black dragon corpse from inside, revealed her dragon teeth and said with a ferocious smile:

"but not now!"

"Before we negotiate and communicate, I think it is necessary for you to understand something."

"My Ancestral Dragon Court - has never been weaker than the Holy Court!"

"We, the Dragon Clan, are the most powerful race in the extraordinary world. No matter you angels, giants, or elemental elves... from ancient times to the present, no one can question or deny it!"

"In order to prove this to you again, I specially requested the complete corpse of a first-generation member of our clan from outside the Realm Gate."

"Although its consciousness has perished, its body is immortal and can fight against the heavens!"

The Thunder Dragon Tomb is extremely flamboyant and domineering.

Pointing at the black corpse dragon that slowly raised its dragon head, its eyes were empty, but its murderous intent penetrated the world, he said loudly:

"The first generation of ancestral dragons... Huang!"

"The dragon of desolation, crouching for hundreds of miles;"

"Lift up his head to hold down the sky;"

"Stomp his feet and step on the Nine Netherworlds;"

"It flies in anger, its wings are like clouds covering the sky;"

"It runs and collides, its horns are like pillars holding up the sky;"

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"Excuse me, please..."

"...Who dares to fight?"