Xiao Chen thought of something and asked.

"no."

Qinglong shook his head.

"Oh, that's fine."

Xiao Chen breathed a sigh of relief. He really had some shadows about Flesh and Blood Mountain.

If it were anything else, he wouldn't be afraid.

"That's a...magic dragon."

Qinglong said slowly.

"What? Dragon?"

Xiao Chen was stunned for a moment, very surprised.

"right."

Qinglong nodded.

"Better than you?"

Xiao Chen asked again.

"..."

Qinglong looked at Xiao Chen with an unkind look.

"Um, just pretend I didn't ask."

Xiao Chen smiled coquettishly, and at the same time, he released his spiritual consciousness, searching around for the shadow of the spiritual roots of heaven and earth.

Before he could find the spiritual root of heaven and earth, he saw the shadow of a giant dragon appearing thousands of meters away, almost covering the sky and the sun, and it was extremely huge.

"Black dragon?"

Xiao Chen paused and looked at the giant dragon's shadow.

"No, this dragon... isn't as handsome as Brother Long."

"Nonsense, it is a demonic dragon with extremely mixed blood... This is just one of its forms, it has eight other forms."

Qinglong introduced.

"But...dragon is the main bloodline."

"Mixed blood? What do you mean? Bastard?"

Xiao Chen was startled.

"Eight forms? Nine forms in total? Nine kinds of alien beasts, hybrids? Damn it, that's pretty messed up."

"..."

Qinglong was speechless.

"The dragon gives birth to nine sons, all of whom are different... My dear, it has nine forms in one person. It's really a lot of experience."

Xiao Chen continued.

"Are you done? Now, is it time to talk about this?"

Qinglong was not angry.

"Well, isn't this just to deepen our understanding of it?"

Xiao Chen looked at the phantom of the giant dragon in front of him, and his eyelids suddenly twitched.
Chapter completed!