Chapter 860: Shocking the Holy Dragon

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After Yang Yi entered the hall, whether it was the patriarch of the Holy Dragon Tribe or the elders facing him below, their eyes instantly focused on Yang Yi, as if they were about to see Yang Yi through.&*.

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The patriarch of the Holy Dragon Tribe waved his hand slightly and said, "Where did Fellow Daoist Yang come from?"

Yang Yi had already inquired about it. The leader of the Holy Dragon Tribe is Long Aotian. He is a powerful figure. Now he has clear eyes, but it seems that he can see through him. There are indeed some tricks.

Yang Yi did not hide it and said lightly: "Yang came from the border."

"oh?"

Many elders were slightly shocked. The strong men who had fought on the border were extraordinary. However, looking at Yang Yi, he could not find any powerful killing aura on him.

Yang Yi's mid-stage cultivation level of the Heavenly Venerable was undoubtedly revealed, but this also made many elders wonder how the mere mid-stage Heavenly Venerable could make the six late-stage strong men helpless. And he also heard that Yang Yi killed the purple-clothed cultivator, which made them even more confused.

However, the majesty of the giant tribe cannot be desecrated. One of the top powerful men of the Heavenly Lord suddenly stood up and shouted: "Bold, Yang Yi, you privately seize the earth stone of my Holy Dragon tribe. If you don't return it quickly, my Holy Dragon tribe can remember the merits of your killing of the little thief in purple, and you won't punish you!"

This loud shout was filled with endless majesty and domineeringness. Faced with the elder's scolding, Yang Yi was unmoved and looked at the high-ranking clan leader Long Aotian. Seeing that his expression had not changed, he thought he wanted to see what Yang Yi had.

"Oh? What are you? You dare to shout at Yang? When Yang killed the royal archangels on the border, I wonder where you guys were?"

Yang Yi already had divine nature, and the aura around him was slightly released. Suddenly, it was like a god coming to the world. An incomparable aura made all the monks in the hall feel panic.

Even Long Aotian, who was sitting high on the big chair, was the most sensitive to the breath of gods. When Yang Yi released a trace of divine nature, he had already noticed it and was shocked in his heart.

"What? You... you killed the royal archangel, how is this possible?"

Although these elders felt a hint of Yang Yi's divine nature, they still couldn't believe that Yang Yi was able to kill the royal archangel. You must know that even the royal archangel may not be able to defeat it.&*.

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When every royal archangel appears, there will be a bloody storm on the border, extremely cruel and severe.

"Yang first came to the noble tribe, and there was no gift. This royal archangel would rather give it to the noble tribe."

Yang Yi suddenly with a breath, a strange smile appeared on his face, and then with a big hand, a ray of light shot out, instantly turning into a majestic angel, and there were five pairs of wings, with golden light on the wings, and the aura on his body was even more overwhelming, making people frightened. This was a real royal angel.

Seeing this royal angel appear, the elders in the hall all hurriedly retreated as if they had seen a ghost and shouted: "No, this man must have defected to the angel clan, the patriarch, hurry up and subdue this angel."

The royal archangel is naturally Mo Jin. When he saw the situation around him, he just sneered, but he didn't move. He also vaguely knew that the reason why Yang Yi released him was just to shock these people. Of course, this is an excellent opportunity. For others, the archangel, especially the royal archangel, cannot be trapped. Even if he is trapped, it is also the best time to escape under such circumstances.

However, Mo Jin did not move at all. He just looked at some elders of the Holy Dragon Tribe, showing a look of disdain. This was not because he was controlled by Yang Yi or had limited his abilities, but because he knew deeply that although there seemed to be no danger here, if he wanted to leave, even Long Aotian would never be able to stop him. But there was Yang Yi here, and there was also the Kingdom of God that made him feel scared. Mo Jin knew that even if he broke through the space and shuttled through, the terrifying Kingdom of God could easily capture him back into the Kingdom of God.

Since it is impossible to escape, why would Mo Jin still run away?

"I know you. Your name is Long Aotian. You are the leader of the Holy Dragon Tribe. Among your Shenlong Tribe, you are the more powerful giant tribe."

Mo Jin glanced at him and then stared at Long Aotian. With his strongest man in the Mo Jin lineage, he naturally knew a lot of information about the Dragon Clan.

Long Aotian felt the powerful aura of Mo Jin and knew that he was definitely not Mo Jin's opponent. He was even more afraid of Yang Yi. Such a powerful royal archangel would be suppressed by Yang Yi. How powerful would Yang Yi be? Long Aotian could no longer imagine it.

"Oh? Who are you?"

"Hmph, I am a contemporary Mojin lineage of Mojin. I believe you should have heard of it."

Mo Jin still looked proud.

"What? Are you Mo Jin?"

Long Aotian was shocked. Of course, he knew what the word Mo Jin represented. Among the Angel clan, it was divided into many royal bloodlines. They were rumored to be inherited by the bloodlines of many guardian gods of the Angel clan.

The royal bloodlines of each line command countless angels and dominate one side. In terms of power, they are even far more powerful than giant tribes like the Holy Dragon Tribe. In other words, standing in front of Long Aotian is a supreme ruler of a powerful force several times larger than his tribe. Now he has become a prisoner, which is unimaginable.

Not only Long Aotian, but some of the elders below gradually came to their senses. No matter how they looked at Yang Yi, they didn't seem to be controlled by an angel. On the contrary, Mo Jin, the powerful royal angel, although he was very proud, had a hint of helplessness in his eyes.

Yang Yi said lightly: "Okay, Chief of Dragon Clan, can you satisfy this gift?"

Long Aotian's mouth twitched slightly. Can this gift be satisfied? This is not a gift, it is clearly a bomb. A dignified royal archangel. Even if all the powerful men of the great heavenly priests in their tribe come together to suppress it, they must suppress it at all times. They cannot relax a little, and perhaps they can barely suppress Mo Jin. How dare they accept this time bomb?

So Long Aotian forced a smile and said, "Fellow Daoist Yang was joking. This gift is too expensive. My Holy Dragon Tribe really has no ability to accept it."

If you really receive this gift, I am afraid that the angels from the Mo Jin lineage will try every means to enter the Shenlong clan, and the Holy Dragon tribe will not be able to withstand such a blow.

Yang Yi smiled slightly. He just wanted to shock the people of the Holy Dragon Tribe. He did not kill Mo Jin at the beginning. Now it seems that using Mo Jin to shock these giant tribes with higher eyes than the top has an unexpected effect.

Of course, only Yang Yi, a pervert with the Kingdom of God, can use the royal family to shock one tribe. If it is replaced by others, how can he have such ability?

"Swish"

Yang Yi's God Kingdom flashed, and Mo Jin was suppressed into the God Kingdom again. Long Aotian and others just felt an extremely powerful wave flash, and then Mo Jin disappeared and hungry.

Although this wave was fleeting, Long Aotian had already felt the terrifying aura it contained. Even if ten of them were combined, they could not resist.

Long Aotian understood a little why Mo Jin had never thought about escaping in such a relaxed environment. It was not that he didn't want to, but that it was impossible. It was because he knew Yang Yi's terrifying means that even Mo Jin could only surrender and dared not take any other actions.

Thinking of this, Long Aotian attached great importance to Yang Yi and hurriedly said, "It is a blessing for my Holy Dragon Tribe that Fellow Daoist Yang can visit my Holy Dragon Tribe. You can go ahead first."

Long Aotian waved his hand and called all the elders below. After a while, only Yang Yi and Long Aotian were left in the huge hall.

"Fellow Daoist Yang, what advice can I give to my Holy Dragon Tribe this time?"

Long Aotian didn't believe that Yang Yi would have no intention to come to the Holy Dragon Tribe, so he asked carefully. He had decided that no matter what Yang Yi made, he would agree as long as it was not too much.

Yang Yi nodded with satisfaction. His purpose of shock had been achieved, so he no longer politely and said lightly: "Yang was quite touched by the Earth Stones of the noble tribe before, but one piece was too small. Therefore, if the noble tribe was still rich, can he give another 180 Earth Stones?"

As soon as he heard Yang Yi's words, Long Aotian's face turned red. If he hadn't held it tightly, he would have felt a mouthful of blood spurting out. How precious is the Earth Stone? Yang Yi actually had eighty pieces as soon as he opened his mouth. People who don't know thought the Earth Stone was a cabbage.

In order to obtain the Earth Stone, the Holy Dragon tribe had experienced so many hardships that it had stored more than 30 pieces. Because of this, it was because of this that the six powerful people from the late stage of the Heavenly Lord were sent to recover them.

However, he did not expect that the Earth Stone was not recovered, but instead attracted the pervert Yang Yi. Long Aotian really regretted it. If he had gritted his teeth and ignored it, it would not have happened today.

But he couldn't refuse. Long Aotian knew that he would definitely be bleeding a lot today, so he had to barely suppress his anger and whispered: "Fellow Daoist Yang was kidding. Not to mention a hundred or eighty stones of the earth, even a few pieces are very precious."

Yang Yi really wants 180 yuan. It doesn’t matter if he wants so much. He guessed that he could have five more earth stones, and there should be no problem in comprehension of the elements of earth in the future.

"Since there are not a hundred or eighty yuan, there are always five noble tribes. Yang only needs five yuan. I hope the dragon leader can achieve it."

After saying that, Yang Yi looked at Long Aotian calmly.
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