This scene made Master Wu Juetian Yuncang and the old man in green robe look dumbfounded.

A Canglong with such a terrifying cultivation level was so respectful to the boy, lying on the ground and rolling around in a cute way. Is this the same Canglong who could swallow the thunder calamity into his belly?

It doesn't even have a hint of expert demeanor now.

Even Yang Tian has black lines all over his face.

This is why he calls this dragon the Ruffian Dragon. When he can't defeat him, he acts coquettishly and cutely, pretending to be pitiful.

When you have the upper hand, you are arrogant.

He kicked Cang Long and said, "You know I won't be so heartless, so why don't you offer me two drops of dragon essence and blood quickly? If you don't stop talking, I will pull out your dragon tendons and use them as bow strings."

Cang Long was so frightened that his whole body trembled, and then he quickly took out two drops of hot dragon essence and blood from his forehead.

Its eyes were full of reluctance, but when it saw Yang Tian's threatening gaze, it couldn't help but lower its head with resentment.

Yang Tian took away the Canglong essence and blood, and he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

It would be even harder to ask for something from this stingy ruffian dragon. He was stingy to the extreme. When he was in Xuantian Continent, he wished he could split a copper plate into two pieces and spend it.

However, with it, Shentu Qian'er will definitely be fine, and the sequelae of his recovery of peak soul power may also be cured.

At this moment, Yang Tian's physical body has reached its limit. If it continues like this, it may explode.
Chapter completed!