Reborn, the demon hybrid dragon cub is the group pet

"What did your Highness say?"

The dragon clan below saw how the other party became more and more violent, and the sword energy in their hands began to change.

Yuehua held her forehead, knowing that Di Yexuan must have said something that he shouldn't have said without even thinking about it.

"Elder, are we going to save His Highness?"

The young people of the Dragon Clan all looked at each other, their eyes showing worry.

"Let him solve it by himself." Maybe with His Highness's eloquence, he can delay the enemy for a while.

Yuehua waved her hand, Tenglong said, Longjun asked them to delay the time, not to take the initiative to attack, but to defend.

Di Yexuan carefully moved a small step, and the eyes on the other side looked a little strange, too hot, which made him feel a little panicked.

Looking at the other person's eyes looking up and down, he subconsciously raised the Long Ming Sword to protect him in front of him.

"What do you want to do to His Highness?"

Long Mingjian let out a "buzz" in resignation, weakly warned the person opposite him, and then pretended to be dead.

Di Yexuan "..." felt a little embarrassed for no reason,,,

If someone hadn't held it tightly, it might have run away.

Mo Xiantian glanced at the Long Ming Sword in his hand, and then raised his eyes to stare at Di Yexuan, "I would like to see if this Dragon Ming Sword can really be broken."

Di Yexuan's pupils tightened, and he attacked with a sword from the opposite side. He quickly dodged Yu Bai who stabbed his forehead, and the cold sword energy even cut off the green hair on his temples.

"???"

"Buzz!"

Long Mingjian took advantage of someone who was still immersed in the severed hair and immediately broke away from the other person's hand.

If it were Di Moxiao, it might be able to be arrogant for a few times, but if it were the person in front of it, it would be broken before it could be saved, and it would still have to find its cubs!

When Emperor Yexuan came to his senses, Long Mingjian was a few meters away from him. He looked at the sword who abandoned him and ran away speechlessly.

"buzz"

When Long Mingjian passed by Mo Xiantian, it would make a few sword sounds from time to time to express that it had drawn a clear line with the person on the opposite side.

Di Yexuan knew what Long Mingjian meant without even thinking about it. He pointed in its direction with a chilling finger, but couldn't say a word.

"Mo Yantian, why don't we sit down and drink tea, and I'll tell you where they went."

"But I already know it."

Mo Xiotian said unhurriedly, and then he seemed to guess something. Di Moxiao's aura was not in the Dragon Clan. Based on what happened yesterday, he slowly figured out where the other party was.

"quicksand"

"!"

Di Yexuan's face suddenly paused, how did he know? Thinking back on what he just said, he never mentioned the word quicksand!

“Sure enough, it’s in quicksand.”

"you?!!"

Di Yexuan instantly understood what the other party was trying to do to him. He immediately changed his face and pretended not to understand.

"Quicksand? What quicksand? I don't know what you are talking about, Your Highness. If the Demon Clan takes a fancy to that piece of yellow sand land, then what are you doing with our Dragon Clan?"

Now someone just hopes that the other person won't really believe his words. Di Yexuan just wants to stimulate the other person, thinking in his heart, "Don't you want to fight? Why are you talking so much nonsense? Hit me quickly!"

Then he was really beaten. Mo Xiotian kicked him on the barrier mercilessly, and the sword in his hand passed directly through the barrier and was standing on it.

The demonic energy of the sword spreads along the cracks.

"Click"

Di Yexuan screamed inwardly, and sure enough, he turned around and saw the cracks in the barrier getting bigger and bigger. He pressed his hands on the cracks, trying to prevent the invasion of demonic energy.

Mo Xiotian looked at the scene of someone making amends with cold eyes, and a sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"I want it in Liusha, and I want it in this Dragon Clan too."

"Mo Yan Tian!"

Di Yexuan gritted his teeth and was unable to stop the other party from leaving. He could not pull out the sword rashly, otherwise the barrier would directly break.

There are monsters watching eagerly next to him. Not only can he not reach out to stop them, otherwise the barrier will be broken. As the Highness of the Dragon Clan, it is also his mission to protect the Dragon Clan.

The moment Mo Xiotian turned around, his face looked gloomy, and his clenched hands indicated the anger in his heart. He was the little guy's father.

"Where is the Demon Lord going?"

The demons below looked at a loss when they saw the demon lord leaving.

Mo Luo raised his head and glanced at Di Yexuan, who was still struggling to maintain the barrier, and replied coldly, "The Demon Lord has an order, and when the barrier is broken, it's time to take action."

"But,"

"He won't last long"

They have been waiting for thousands of years, and now it is only a few hours.

-

Di Moxiao hugged the egg in his arms and came to the quicksand again. He was suspended in mid-air and looked down with a frown.

It had only been one night, but the Styx below began to surge out. The looming black under the sand made it impossible for him to distinguish the center of the Styx.

"Ow"

He listened to the sound of wolves in the distance, lowered his head and comforted the golden egg, "You will wake up soon."

When Di Moxiao came to the place where the wolves were howling, he looked up and saw that the wolves were now standing at the highest point looking down, with their fangs exposed and watching the movement below vigilantly.

Bai Lang also saw Di Moxiao, but the things in front of him prevented him from asking why he came to Quicksand again.

After they left yesterday, there was a strange movement in the quicksand in the second half of the night. The movement underneath became louder and louder. When he went out to check, he saw a green dark light on the sand surface.

He saw with his own eyes that the black water gushing out from underneath swept all the surrounding creatures under the sand, including the inn.

"What the hell is this!"

Bai Lang couldn't figure out the origin of this thing at all. He had never encountered such a strange thing in Liusha for so many years, but he probably had something to do with the person opposite.

Ming Qing came to Di Moxiao's side at some unknown time, and the mask on his face was replaced by a strange smile. Even if he couldn't see his expression clearly, he knew that he was staring down intently.

"The River Styx was originally thrown here."

As the lord of the underworld, he had never seen it before. He felt the breath of the underworld last night and followed it to find it. Unexpectedly, it turned out to be the long-lost River Styx.

After Ming Qing glanced down, he then cast his gaze on someone's arms and raised his eyebrows slightly. Is this a dragon egg?

"Why are you here if you are not in the Dragon Clan to defend against the Demon Clan?"

The words were full of meaning, more of a joke, with the look of a bystander watching a show. He really wanted to ask the other party how he made Mo Xiotian so crazy.

Di Moxiao never gave the other party a look from the beginning to the end. Since quicksand enters the underworld too slowly, then

"??"

Ming Qing suddenly felt a chill on his back, and when he saw the man who had been silent staring at him, he had a bad feeling.

"Is what I said wrong?"

Mo Shitian indeed led the demons to surround Longshen Mountain with water. He had already heard countless people talking about it on the way here.

"Take me to the underworld"

"!?"