"Men!"
Ao Qing sent a message to the Dragon Guards outside the hall.
"Your Highness!"
The Dragon Guards were already very respectful towards Ao Qing.
There was no other reason than that Ao Qing was simply too forthright.
In the past, the Ancestral Dragon was a miser and very stingy.
The Dragon Guards worked hard to stand guard every day, but they only received a few heavenly and earthly treasures that were distributed regularly.
Those that were younger were usually thousands of years old, and there were very few that were tens of thousands of years old.
However, Ao Qing casually threw out spirit fruits and spirit herbs that were over ten thousand years old. There were also spirit fruits and spirit herbs that were over a hundred thousand years old. If she was happy, she would directly give him a Postnatal spirit treasure.
Who wouldn't like such a master?
"Tell the four seas to gather all dragons at the East Ocean Dragon Palace!”
"I have something important to announce!"
……
"Yes, sir!"
The Dragon Guards immediately passed down the order.
Not long after, the dragons of the four seas began to gather toward the Ancestral Dragon Palace.
In an instant, the outside of the Dragon Palace was densely packed. Tens of millions of dragons had gathered. The scene was incomparably huge.
"Ninth Prince, what did the Ancestral Dragon say?”
A thick red dragon swam over and asked.
This red dragon was one of the pure-blooded dragons that had survived. His name was Ao Zhan.
As his name suggested, he was a battle general. He had made many contributions in the war between the three clans.
He usually disliked Ao Qing the most.
The dragon race loved to fight and worshipped those who charged into the battlefield and killed the enemies bravely.
Ao Qing, this kind of silkpants dragon, only knew how to seek pleasure every day. He was a silkpants who squandered and never dared to go to the battlefield. He was deeply despised by them.
However, Ao Qing was the only direct descendant of the Ancestral Dragon. The Ancestral Dragon had ordered Ao Qing to temporarily lead the dragon race, so they had to obey.
"Oh, it's not my father this time. I suddenly had an idea, so I called you guys over!”
Ao Qing said leisurely.
"It's not the order of the Ancestral Dragon?"
When Ao Zhan and the others heard Ao Qing's words, they immediately frowned slightly.
Previously, Ao Qing had given orders in the name of the Ancestral Dragon, and they had all obeyed readily.
Now, they were very resistant to Ao Qing's own thoughts.
What was this silkpants dragon trying to do?
Although the Ancestral Dragon let Ao Qing temporarily lead the dragon race, Ao Qing had never been doing proper work since she was born. Other than being a silkpants and squandering, she did not know anything.
In the past, his predecessor had caused a lot of trouble in the dragon clan, causing chaos and anger.
If not for the fact that he was the Di son of the Ancestral Dragon, he would have been beaten to death long ago.
Previously, with the Ancestral Dragon restraining him, this silkpants dragon did not dare to be so impudent. Now that the Ancestral Dragon was in seclusion and let him temporarily command the dragon clan, he probably did not know how much harm he would cause to the dragon clan.
It was said that this guy had just ordered the Dragon Guards to capture 10,000 beauties.
Although dragons were lewd, Ao Qing had gone too far.
Now, what was this silkpants dragon up to?
"Then what does the Ninth Prince want to do?”
Ao Zhan asked again.
"Oh, it's nothing…"
Ao Qing looked up at the sky and stretched lazily, yawning.
"It's just that I've been a little bored recently…Oh, no…I've been racking my brains for the development of the dragon clan recently. I feel that the dragon clan can't just do nothing every day!”
"That's why I've decided to organize a Dragon Race Arena Competition!”
"All dragons, regardless of whether they are direct descendants or not, can compete in the arena according to their cultivation levels. The winner will be decided. In the end, the top few of each cultivation level will be selected, and I will reward them!”
……
"Dragon Clan Arena Competition?"
Hearing Ao Qing's words, the dragons were stunned at first.
Immediately, they were furious.
What bullsh * t Dragon Clan's Arena Competition? This was clearly because this silkpants dragon was bored and wanted to have some fun by letting people fight and kill in the arena for him to see.
In the past, this silkpants dragon had once captured many Xiantian lifeforms from the Wilderness and raised them into battle slaves, making them fight in a battle arena until they died for fun.
Now, this guy had gone from bad to worse. He actually wanted the dragon clan to fight and kill in the arena for his pleasure.
This was simply a super silkpants!
"Ding-dong. You have successfully incurred the wrath of the Dragon Tribe. You have been called a super silkpants. Obtained 199999 points!”
Accompanied by the pleasant system voice, a bright red number floated in front of Ao Qing's eyes.
"F * ck, this is close to 200,000 points!”
"Awesome!"
"It seems that their resentment is very heavy!”
"This is good. As the group arena goes on, their resentment will become stronger and stronger. They will curse me crazily in their hearts, and my points will increase!”
"By then, I can easily reach 1 million points!”
……
"Ninth Prince, this is too outrageous.”
"What do you take us for?”
"Are you treating him as one of those slaves you captured?”
Ao Zhan was furious and roared at Ao Qing.
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