Chapter 1,133: The Auspicious Son

The world is boiling.

The decisive battle between Dawu and Da Yuan begins in the Eastern Region.

Xiao Changfeng didn't know any of this.

Although she entered the top ten of the Hidden Dragon Ranking, the Deer Spirit Saint was shocked for a long time.

But Xiao Changfeng still looked calm.

He didn't care about this false reputation.

After a month of long journey.

He and the Deer Spirit Saint finally arrived outside Dragon City.

Although Dragon City has an impressive name.

But it's just a small city.

At most, it is outstanding among small cities.

But it is still not as prosperous and magnificent as a medium-sized city.

Not to mention compared with large cities such as Wuling City.

However, the entire Dragon City is built of huge rocks.

From a distance, it looks like a giant stone beast.

It is different from other places in Middle-earth.

The style in Dragon City is relatively rough.

Or barbaric.

Warriors in the city.

Each one of them carried a sword on his back, gleaming fiercely.

Even some shops are filled with vicious people.

"This place is close to the Duanlong Mountains, so there is a mix of fish and dragons. Some people come from southern Xinjiang, and some want to go to southern Xinjiang."

The Deer Spirit Saint is obviously quite familiar with this place.

At this time, he opened his mouth to introduce Xiao Changfeng.

"How strong is Zoujiaomen?"

Xiao Changfeng didn't pay attention to these passers-by, A, B, and C.

Instead, ask directly about the situation of Zoujiaomen.

"Although Zuojiaomen is a third-rate force, because of its mountaineering business, its strength cannot be underestimated."

"The sect leader's title is Jiao Emperor, and he is a strong man at the ninth level of the Imperial Martial Realm."

"It is said that he was once a disciple of Qianhuan Sect. Because of his limited talent and the need to inherit the family business, he returned to Dragon City."

The Saint of Deer Spirit tells everything she knows.

Introducing to Xiao Changfeng.

"There are three elders in Zoujiao Sect. Among them, the eldest elder is at the second level of the Imperial Martial Realm, and the other two are at the Imperial Martial Realm."

"In addition, there are three hundred disciples in Zoujiaomen."

When the Deer Spirit Saint was speaking.

Xiao Changfeng had already seen where the dragon gate was.

I saw it in the center of the city.

There is a huge house built of stone.

The giant house has three floors.

But it occupies a very large area.

In front of the gate, there is a ten-meter-long dragon statue carved from granite stone.

This stone statue is so lifelike that it looks up to the sky and roars.

This is where the dragon gate is located.

At this time, many people have gathered here.

There are young warriors in green shirts carrying swords, and there are also female warriors in gorgeous colors.

There were also some dark-skinned men and women wearing leather skirts and grass coats.

But these people all have a good atmosphere.

The weakest ones are all in the Tianwu realm.

After all, he has no strength at all.

I'm afraid I can't even cross the Duanlong Mountain Range, let alone go to southern Xinjiang.

"These people are all here waiting for the climbing team to go through Jiaomen."

Saint Deer Spirit consciously opened her mouth to introduce.

"There are only three elders in Zoujiaomen who are qualified to lead the team, and Emperor Jiao is in charge of this city."

"However, every time you lead a team, there is a quota limit. Only one hundred people can set off. After all, the cost of climbing a mountain is too high. If there is not enough profit, I don't want to do this loss-making business."

There is extremely strong resentment in the Broken Dragon Mountain Range.

Only warriors in the Imperial Martial Realm or with strong mental strength can survive.

If you want to take others to climb mountains with you, you must need special treasures and methods.

Although the three elders of Zoujiaomen are all good at illusions and have strong mental power.

But I don’t dare to be careless in the slightest.

After all, one failure means death.

"Well, let's wait first!"

At this time, there were less than a hundred people in front of the Jiao Gate.

Moreover, no disciples or elders from the Jiao Sect came forward.

Xiao Changfeng didn't mind waiting a little longer.

Wow!

A moment later, suddenly there was an uproar from the crowd in front.

"What's wrong?"

Saintess Lu Ling frowned slightly and looked up.

Xiao Changfeng, on the other hand, directly surged out his spiritual consciousness.

Soon Xiao Changfeng discovered the reason.

I only saw it coming from the Jiao Gate.

Come out of a group of people.

The leader among them was a tall and powerful old man with dark skin.

The old man has a short beard and short hair, and has a sophisticated look on his face.

And on him.

He was wearing a black training suit.

A dragon with fangs and claws is embroidered on the chest.

The old man's aura was majestic, like a towering stone.

There was even a fierce aura rushing towards him.

But his eyes are also extremely bright.

Just like two light bulbs.

Obviously, his mental strength is also extremely strong.

"The ninth level of the Imperial Martial Realm? Emperor Jiao?"

Xiao Changfeng looked surprised.

He sensed the level of strength from this old man.

But he didn't expect it.

Emperor Jiao actually showed up in person.
To be continued...