C320 (1/2)

Little Bastard, how dare you put on an act!

”Does this grandpa think that it is the Old Monster that doesn't want to be born? ”So it's that lowly descendant of the Sky Emperor. The Sky Emperor isn't a good person after all. Back then, he did many wicked things. Indeed, dragons born dragons, phoenixes born phoenixes, rats son can make holes in them.”

Long Aotian's figure flew across the sky and his gigantic purple-gold dragon head released a terrifying aura, as though a supreme king had descended, filling the air with a sacred aura that could not be violated.

”Impossible, you … You … You are the Five Clawed golden dragon Emperor of the Dragon Clan, didn't you already fall? How could you still be alive after the ancient battle, Qin Yi … Just who are you? ”

This was the Five Clawed golden dragon Emperor, the supreme existence of the Dragon Clan. When the Dragon Clan was at its peak, a hundred thousand Dragon Clan dominated the heavens, and even dominated the Extraterritorial Space.

Little rascal, you better listen up, he's the future ruler of the boundless universe, he's the supreme ruler of all lands, he's the one in charge of Extraterritorial Space, the future ruler of all lands. Little rascal, there are two paths in front of you right now, hand over your life divine soul and you can live.

Long Aotian did not mind it being too big of a deal, since it was not illegal to brag, and with the owner of the two Divine Equipment, he was able to suppress almighty beings that surpassed his understanding. What kind of joke was that, to be able to even suppress Chief Sovereigns.

The white-clothed youth almost vomited blood. He looked at Qin Yi more and more, feeling that he was not a simple person, to be able to make the Emperor of Dragon Clan submit, and even the strongest generation Dragon King, Dragon King! Even though he had fallen and only his remnant soul remained, he was still not someone a mere Monarch could defend against.

Submission? How could one submit? However, what could one do in the face of Dragon King? If one did not submit, the result would be one that one would be willing to die for sure.

Qin Yi, I have underestimated you, but you did not dare to kill me. After you kill me, my clan's half-god would instantly arrive and enter this realm, in a matter of fifteen minutes. Even if you are the emperor of Dragon Clan, you are still a remnant spirit, and my clan's half-god is enough to kill you.

The white clothed youth's forehead dripped with cold sweat. Right now, his race, what kind of demigod was there, was already leading their outstanding disciples and infiltrating Minor World s. Without the existence of Zhi Zun, his power would not be able to resist the erosion of the six top-notch powers.

It just so happens that I lack a soul. As long as they dare to come, they can only be my tonic. In my opinion, it would be better to kill this little kid on the spot and lure one or two of them over. What do you think?

Back then, he was the lord of the entire heaven and he was lawless, the top power in the Meso Earth World. Yet, due to his valiant strength, he peeped on the Goddess for a bath today and stole her underwear tomorrow.

”Old Dragon! If we don't reveal our trump cards so early, let him draw one or two SemiGods over and we'll kill them all! For the flesh and blood to belong to me, and the soul to belong to you, it is enough to refine a furnace of divine pills! ”

Qin Yi slowly poured a cup of tea and a relaxed look appeared in his eyes.

The white-clothed youth almost vomited blood. Damn it, why was his luck called a 'bad luck'? This was a lost world! The lost world! Why did the monster Qin Yi popped out of nowhere, and even had the protection of the Dragon King! Even a demigod would want to scheme against him. He was destined to become the Seventh Paragon, so how could he die here?

”Qin Yi, you let me go, I guarantee that I will never step foot in this world and I will not divulge any information on you. We are in a well, and lack a Great Zhi Zun in our Human Clan, but there are internal and external problems, even if you kill me, it will take the internal luck of our Human Clan, and it will only benefit the external enemies.”

”Ha!” Do you know how to lower your head now? Just a moment ago, I gave you a chance, as long as you retreat, I will give you the ancient inheritance of the Soul Clan. With your talent, not to mention the Seventh Elder, at the very least, you will have to use your Genuine God.