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Chapter 3757

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Now that people from the Dragon Race had come, what were they doing here?

Why did they attack the Fiend Palace? Was it because of the corpse of the Dragon Race's expert?

Everyone was in an uproar.

Below, the experts from Thunder God City and Ten Thousand Fiend City were also shocked.

The expressions of the people from the Fiend Palace changed. Experts from the Dragon Race? Damn it! What's going on? Why did they come here? Could it be that the news was leaked?

Are you really an expert from the Dragon Ball? Some people still didn't believe it.

The other young man roared. His dragon roar resounded throughout the nine heavens and ten earths.

At this moment, everyone's souls trembled. The pupils of those who possessed bloodline power shrank.

This was especially true for the people from the Ten Thousand Fiend City. Their bodies were shivering.

Bloodline suppression.

Moreover, it was fear that came from the depths of their souls.

This was a fear that came from their souls. It was something that couldn't be dispelled. It was something that had existed since ancient times.

It was really the Dragon Race! Those Beast Sages sucked in a breath of cold air. They quickly operated their power laws to suppress this fear.

The expressions of the people from the Fiend Palace also changed greatly. Now, they were certain that the other party was a dragon!

I wonder what matter has the Dragon Race's fellow daoists come here for? The Fiend Palace's elder asked respectfully.

The two figures in the sky emitted an extremely powerful aura of the Dragon Race. They were like exceptional experts. They were Lin Xuan and the Crimson Dragon.

Lin Xuan asked coldly. You actually dare to ask me what the matter is? Do you still need me to tell you all the good things your Fiend Palace has done?

Obediently admit to your crimes!

Otherwise, what awaits you is the fury of the Dragon Race. Can your Fiend Palace bear the consequences?

Once those words were spoken, everyone was stunned.

Heavens! What's going on?

What kind of heartless thing did the Fiend Palace do? First, they provoked the Golden Crow.

Now, they provoked the Dragon Race?

They were all extremely terrifying existences. If they weren't careful, not to mention the Fiend Palace, even the Fiend Planet would be destroyed.

The people from the Fiend Palace were drenched in cold sweat. That elder wiped the sweat from his forehead and laughed dryly. Fellow daoist, you must be joking.

We really don't know what's going on.

You won't shed tears until you see the coffin, right? Fine. Let me remind you, didn't the corpse of a Dragon Race expert appear here a while ago?

Once those words were spoken, everyone went into an uproar.

It's Palace's matter.

The Demon Palace's people couldn't quibble.

At that time, countless eyes had seen it. Furthermore, there had been a robbery earlier. Thus, they could only brace themselves and nod.

That's right, there was such a thing.

Then where is the corpse now? "The corpses of our Dragon Race's experts are naturally noble. Even if we die, we have to be buried in the Nine Heavens for all beasts to worship.

Now hand it over and we'll take it.

This...

The Demon Palace's people were speechless. They also wanted to search for it, but they didn't know where it was.

Old Zhang also said that the dragon's corpse had been taken away by someone else.

You've got guts! Lin Xuan roared. 'You dare to auction off the corpses of dragons? Did he not want to live anymore?

The Crimson Dragon let out a roar. The frightening sound waves caused the people from the Demon Palace to sway back and forth.

Those who were weaker directly vomited blood!

Damn it! They had gone too far!

The Demon Palace's people finally couldn't bear it anymore and decided to stake it all against them.

Someone wanted to attack, but the Crimson Dragon slapped two of them to death. A terrifying mist of blood filled the sky.

Then, his terrifying aura erupted.

Benhuang would slap anyone who dared to attack him to death.

He was too domineering. He directly attacked without caring about the consequences.

Was this the strength of an expert of the Dragon Race? The crowd looked at the sky with incomparable envy.

When would they be able to have such a graceful bearing?

What about the Demon Child? Let him come out and accept his punishment in front of us.

Lin Xuan said coldly once again.

He stood with his hands behind his back and looked around disdainfully.

Everyone was in an uproar. Was he going to attack the Demon Palace this time?

He didn't even want to let off the Demon Child. The people from the Demon Palace also frowned.

Among them, the elder's expression also sank.

Our Demon Child has been in seclusion recently and won't appear for three to five years.

Sir, if you have something to say, you should tell us.

Who do you think you are? Do you have the qualifications to speak to me? Lin Xuan sneered.

He, the Demon Child, secretly trapped a genius of our Dragon Race. Did he think that no one knew about this matter? It would be best for him to obediently roll over here, kneel down, and kowtow!

Otherwise, when we make our move, I'm afraid that it won't be as simple as kowtowing and admitting his guilt.

The crowd went crazy. Was he going to use the Demon Child as an example?

The eyelids of the Demon Palace's elders twitched violently. The elder at the front clenched his teeth and said, "Sir, what an arrogant tone.

If you want to see the Demon Child, you'll have to pass through me first.

Who do you think you are? "Lin Xuan sneered once again and sent out a palm strike.

Old Zhang was also furious. Even if the other party was an expert of the Dragon Race, so what?

Their Demon Palace had run amok on the Demon Planet for many years, and no one dared to provoke them.

Even if the people of the Holy City came, they would at most be on equal footing with them.

Now, someone was actually looking down on them with a high and mighty attitude. How could they tolerate this?

That elder shouted angrily and opened his mouth to spit out a terrifying black storm that swept through the nine heavens.

Lin Xuan was not afraid at all.

At this moment, his fist transformed into a huge dragon that danced in the sky and tore apart the black storm.

Not only that, his fist also landed on Old Zhang's body.

The elder was sent flying. With a bang, half of Elder Zhang's body was blown apart.

The surrounding people were so scared that they pissed their pants. This was too terrifying.

Were the experts of the Dragon Race already so terrifying?

That elder's face was filled with fear and he screamed in pain.

In the next moment, he was scared out of his wits because he saw Lin Xuan's fist coming at him again.

"No!"

He screamed and flew into the distance, but he was still hit.

With a bang, the other half of his body exploded into a bloody mist.

I'll give you ten seconds to get the Demon Child here. Otherwise, your Demon Palace will be exterminated.

The people of the Demon Palace were filled with despair. Usually, they were high and mighty and could dictate the life and death of others. But now, there was someone who could dictate their life and death.

Buzz! Buzz!

Buzz! In just two or three seconds, the void split open and countless figures descended.

Among them were four Little Saints. Their strength was extremely terrifying, and they could suppress a part of the world.

The people of the Demon Palace regained their confidence.

Great, their Little Saint had come.

Elders, let's kill him together! These people screamed crazily.

So what if these two experts of the Dragon Race were strong? Could it be that they could defeat a Little Saint?

Lin Xuan sneered. You want to kill us? Sure, go ahead. We're just two young geniuses of the Dragon Race.

If you dare to touch us, you'll have to suffer the wrath of the Dragon Race!

No one dared to doubt his words. The Dragon Race was so strong that even the Golden Crow Race did not dare to contend against them.

That Little Saint also laughed. Young master, you must be joking. How could we attack you?

You're an important guest.

Why don't you come to our Demon Palace and have a talk? I think this should be a misunderstanding and we should resolve it.

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