Liu Shengzhi sighed and said, "It seems that you are not dead if you are not in the Yellow River..."

"Can you sign our dragon clan be Hebo?" An old voice sounded, full of trembling.

"Dragon King..." After looking at several dragon masters, they saw an old dragon turning into a human form and flying to the clouds.

"He Bo..." Liu Shengzhi smiled playfully.

"How is it?" The Dragon King seemed extremely excited and looked at Liu Shengzhi expectantly.

That's the Lord of the Yellow River!

The billions of water gods in the Middle Earth all respect the rivers, rivers, Huai and Han dynasties. The most noble one is He Bo. It can almost be said to be the leader of the water god...

The dragon clan occupied all parts of Middle-earth, but as the flood receded, it was driven out of Middle-earth.

This old dragon king still remembers it deeply!

"Dragon King..." The four masters all screamed strangely.

"What is a mere He Bo..." Liu Shengzhi smiled faintly: "I can name you as the best men of the southeast, west, north, and the west..."

"What?" said this, all these dragon clans were shocked.

Although He Bo is good, he is already a priest at the level of an earl.

However, at this moment, Liu Shengzhi actually sealed out a god-level lord with the south, south, west, north, and all over the world in one breath. Such a big move is enough to make any dragon clan excited.

In this way, every dragon they present can become a god-level master and take charge.

It’s not their fault that they are not moved!

Only Liu Shengzhi laughed in his heart, originally planning to take out the position of the Dragon King of the Four Seas to recruit these dragon clans.

But since their eyes are so shallow, Liu Shengzhi is naturally happy to save luck.

The role of these dragon clans is far more important than what they know!

In another time and space trajectory, the four seas gods were promoted rapidly at the speed of the King of Bohou.

Now I can only say that these dragon tribes are still too old to think about, and their understanding of Middle Earth is still in ancient times.

Just like, the power of humanity is far stronger than that of ancient times. A Hebo's divine title was already powerful enough to make the gods covetous.

But what is the count like in the future? Even if it is a king, there are many!

"If the emperor is willing to really grant us the title of the four seas, we will surrender the emperor!" The old dragon king agreed without thinking much.

As long as he looks at the pillar of heaven that suppresses everything in the distance, he will no longer have any thoughts of being an enemy.

The four masters of the Dragon Clan all remained silent, but they all agreed!

"Okay, I will now give the old patriarch the title of He Bo, and you four are Si Hai Bo... But, I want you to remember. Help me deal with Sun En..."

"Whoever eats, whoever listens to you!" The four masters of the dragon clan said excitedly: "Since we are ministers of the Han Dynasty, we should naturally serve the Han Dynasty..."

"Okay!" Liu Shengzhi laughed loudly, and a summoning edict flew out, ignited in the air, turning into five purple rays, each of which was sinking into their sea of ​​consciousness.

Suddenly, these dragon clans experienced huge changes. Five rays of light were divided into different sky pillars and shot over them, illuminating the five major dragon clans, wrapping them all in that dazzling light.

The next moment, these five dragon clans had turned into human-body dragon heads, wearing earl robes, and worshipped Liu Shengzhi: "I'll pay homage to the emperor!"

It was back with light feedback, and it was even more vast, soaring straight into the sky pillar, even making the entire sky pillar even more majestic and firm.

But their surrender not only represents the five themselves, but the entire dragon clan and the ocean they occupy.

Liu Shengzhi smiled with satisfaction: "Don't be too polite for everyone. I'm waiting for you to send good news as soon as possible..."

"Son of the Emperor, the Emperor of the Holy Jinque is powerful. He is a master under his command. I am afraid that it will not be an opponent and delay the Emperor's affairs..."

"Don't worry, when the weather gets warmer, my man will cross the river. Sweep Jiangzuo. You and others will carefully protect our army..."

These dragon clans were immediately convinced. Without saying much, they responded and retreated.

Liu Shengzhi smiled slightly and walked away quickly. At this moment, he realized that although the world is big, it is boundless.

Originally, the throne of the Han Dynasty was always concerned about and could not be abandoned.

But now that the clone is open, now this body is no longer responsible for luck. This feeling becomes extremely free and easy...

It feels light and light!

Liu Shengzhi was about to turn around, but suddenly he saw the changes in the celestial phenomena, the day turned into night, and even the universe was turned upside down, and everything was completely disrupted.

"Who?"

Liu Shengzhi didn't move, but he just asked lightly.

But as the light turned, a pavilion appeared in all the chaotic space. Among them was an old man in white robe, dressed in ancient times, but was wiping ink.

When I saw a point towards Liu Sheng, a white light passed by.

The old man began to dip in white light and paint on the paper. With just a few strokes, he seemed to be able to see clearly Liu Shengzhi's clothes.

When I looked closely, it seemed that it was Liu Shengzhi's appearance at this moment, lifelike and vividly appeared on the paper.

However, Liu Shengzhi sneered in his heart. This stroke seemed to have taken away something important from him.

He had a feeling that if the old man really painted all his appearance on paper, there would be danger immediately.

This Taoist Dharma is indeed extremely mysterious, and it is even more similar to the witchcraft in ancient times.

But if you want to paint Liu Shengzhi completely, you also need him to have this kind of ability before you talk about it!

Liu Shengzhi just sneered and remained silent. He let the old man take a stroke, but he saw that the old man had a hard time falling.

But I just drew more than ten strokes, and the brush that was originally as light as a feather in my hand seemed to be becoming as heavy as Mount Tai at this moment.

The old man took a deep breath and tried hard to draw a few more strokes. His face had turned pale and he looked at Liu Shengzhi in horror: "You..."

Before he finished speaking, a breath of black air suddenly spit out.

The drawing paper was no longer ignited by wind, and it burned clean in a blink of an eye.

The old man shouted, and he saw the black air swaying between the heaven and earth, biting it like a poisonous snake, rushing into his body...

In a moment, the old man's originally rosy face began to grow old, with ravines on his face rising and falling, and his clean and grey hair turned yellow and white... As his whole body became shriveled, it exuded a breath that seemed to be in the grave.

"The five declines of heaven and man..." Liu Shengzhi murmured to himself, and was also a little wary of it.

This old man came out for no reason and wanted to do it with himself when he came up. (To be continued.) Mobile users, please visit http://m.piaotian.net
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