Qinglong looked at Chen Changsheng and the Turtle Soul with a sneer on his face, his eyes were full of fierce light and hostility. In its eyes, the corpse dragons in the Holy Ruins, except for the Dragon Emperor who might be able to break out of the siege of the battle flag, were left with those holy bodies and people from the Heavenly Destiny Realm.

Even if you use all your strength, you can't escape.

"Huh? Young Master, the one on the back of that sin turtle seems to be a celestial monument." The elder said in surprise.

A celestial monument?

Swish!

Not only the Qinglong, but other elders from the Dragon Court also looked over, and their originally turbid eyes became hot, and their eyes were staring at the stone tablet on the ghost's back.

The celestial monument is a divine object.

The number is extremely rare, and most warriors may not be able to see the celestial monument in their entire lives. These elders of the Dragon Court were fortunate to witness the scene of their dragon master being smashed into meat paste by a celestial monument a thousand seventeen million years ago.

Therefore, seeing the stone tablet on the back of the turtle soul is not as strange as that of other ancient tribes.

"Tsk tsk, there would be a divine object like a heavenly monument on a sin turtle." Qinglong looked at the turtle soul with a bright look. After a moment, he laughed and said, "Haha, it's really God bless me, the Qinglong clan. As soon as I woke up, my luck was already endless. First, the divine objects of our dragon court returned to the hands of this young master. Now there is an extra heavenly monument."

"Congratulations to the young master."

Bang!

The elders of the Longting Court instantly knelt down and congratulated each other like garlic. Although many of the strong men from the ancient tribe had recognized the celestial monument on the back of the turtle soul in the morning, they did not expect it.

The elders of the Dragon Court, as well as the Qinglong, were so excited when they saw the Heavenly Monument.

"Master, that sky monument is very powerful?" Mang Tianxing asked suspiciously.

"Um"

Changyou nodded, his eyes also fell on the turtle soul. He thought for a moment and said, "So what's the point? The Heavenly Monument chose the Lord, even if the powerful man in the fifth level of the Emperor Realm gets it, he cannot refine it at all."

Can't be refined?

After hearing Changyou's words, the emperor-level powerhouses in the ancient tribes around him became strange. Looking at the people in Longting, he whispered: "That sky monument cannot be refined, and I don't know what the people in Longting are excited about?"

"Hey, maybe there is any secret technique in the Dragon Court that can refine the Heavenly Monument?" Another powerful emperor from the ancient tribe sneered and mocked him.

The voices of others were very low.

Only it, without controlling it for a while, saw the elders of the Dragon Court and the Qinglong, looking at it in unison, with murderous intent in their eyes.

"Hmph! It turns out that the ignorant is fearless." Qinglong raised his eyelids and said lightly.

Swish!

Feel the murderous intent of Qinglong.

The face of the Beast Emperor suddenly turned pale. He looked at the elders of Longting with trembling body and said in a trembling voice: "Young Master Qingqinglong, this emperor is just a mistake without any intention. I hope you don't blame me. I am willing to take the whole clan and submit to your Longting."

"The Mongoose Clan?" Qinglong smiled, and the expression in his eyes became cold in an instant. He looked at the other party with murderous intent and said, "Just you are worthy of entering our dragon court?"

"Ao."

A dragon roar came from the ancient soul behind the green dragon. Before everyone could react, they saw that the ancient dragon soul that was thousands of meters long swept towards the Mongoose Beast Emperor like lightning. As soon as they opened their mouths, they swallowed the Mongoose clan, the third-level beast emperor of the Emperor realm.

The bones around the body were chewed by the ancient soul of the Azure Dragon.

"Merry Hoof Beast Emperor, dead?"

"hiss!"

When he saw the third level of the Emperor Realm, he was killed by the opponent in one move, and ended up with a desolate ending with no bones. The faces of the Beast Emperors and Elders of the ancient tribes around him changed drastically, and they all started to greet him quietly.

"A group of wastes, dare to disrespect the young master again and kill the entire clan." Qinglong glanced at the other beast emperors and said lightly. Seeing that no one dared to stand up and refute, he withdrew his gaze and looked at Chen Changsheng and Turtle Soul opposite.

A group of beast emperors were so scared that they didn't dare to take a breath.

"Now, it's your turn." Qinglong's eyes suddenly became cold. With one hand, he saw the soul fog in the sky, and his anger turned into an extremely huge ghost dragon. He rushed towards Chen Changsheng and the turtle soul, like a wind swept over.

Swish! Swish! Swish

Ao Guang, who was already in danger, saw Qinglong pointing his finger at Chen Changsheng, and when he did not hesitate to do it himself, his face changed drastically, and he quickly shouted: "Be careful of Dragon Dragon Emperor."

"Um?"

The Dragon Emperor of the Holy Ruins turned his head and happened to see this scene. His face suddenly became angry, and his eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he said, "Children Qinglong, if you dare to hurt him, I will slaughter your dragon court today."

"Slaughter the Dragon Court?"

Hearing the threat from the Dragon Emperor of the Holy Ruins, Qinglong smiled and was not angry. He just said lightly: "Old Loach, you should take care of yourself first! Even if you are at the fifth level of the Emperor Realm and dare to act wildly in our dragon court, I will suppress you today."

Woo woo woo woo woo!

The ghost dragon has a strong aura, at least at the second and third levels of the Emperor Realm. If you weren't worried, your dragon soul would crush Chen Changsheng and the turtle soul as soon as you take action. How could the Qinglong, who has always been decisive, have gone to great lengths to condense a ghost dragon?

In the blink of an eye.

The ghost dragon condensed by the Qinglong swept over Chen Changsheng and Turtle Soul's heads. He reached out and grabbed it and enveloped Chen Changsheng.

"Yaa?"

The body soared several times. A turtle soul with a ferocious look on his face was full of a turtle soul. Seeing the ghost dragon locking the target on Chen Changsheng, he was immediately angry, and a roar came out of his throat. The turtle chain on his back sounded twice, and then swept towards the ghost dragon.

Pa, pa, pa.

Seeing the actions of the turtle soul, the ghost dragon snorted from his nose, and his huge body thumped into a ball of soul fog, instantly covering both Chen Changsheng and the turtle soul.

After a while, the ghost dragon, which had turned into a soul fog, condensed again. Then he saw that Chen Changsheng and the turtle soul had fallen into its hands and was held in the dragon's claws one by one.

Although the turtle soul has a great strength, and there is absolutely no ferocious beast in the same realm, which is stronger than its brute force, the ghost dragon in front of me is already a cultivation goal of the third level of the Emperor Realm.

Even if it tried hard to get rich, it could not break free from the shackles of the ghost dragon.

"Crime Turtle?"
Chapter completed!