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Chapter 1450 City Lord Ye Zong

Golden Yinglong wings, Yinglong dragon horns, and dragon scale armor.

Except for his eyes, Yang Cong's entire face was surrounded by dragon scales.

If you want to talk about the weakest part of Yang Cong at this time, you probably only have eyes.

Yang Cong, who had merged with the demon spirit, stood there, surrounded by dragon energy looming around it.

These dragon energy transformed into real dragon phantoms.

This is Yang Cong's bloodline, with supreme power.

On the other hand, Chen Ning, who had not merged with the demon spirit, had already felt a powerful pressure when facing Yang Cong.

After fusing with the demon spirit, this pressure was like a huge mountain pressing on him, making him feel breathless.

"What kind of demon is this? I have a thought to make me surrender."

"Yes, it's like he's a lofty emperor, and we're just ants."

"No, no, too strong."

Just as the audience was talking, Chen Ning suddenly changed.

A crack occurred on the ground where he stepped on his feet.

This scene never occurred to everyone.

Dandan can press one into this with his power, what if he takes action?

Chen Ning gritted his teeth and looked at Yang Cong with red eyes. He was a silver five-star warrior. He only needed to practice and could break through to gold.

But now it is suppressed by the power released by Yang Cong.

He was unwilling to accept that he wanted to defeat Yang Cong to break the pressure on himself.

Chen Ning's demon spirit is the Holy Flame Demon Bear, and is from the bear clan.

The Dragon Clan, no matter what race you are, it will be under the pressure of the Dragon Clan, unless you are an ancient pure blood god like the ancient phoenix and Kunpeng Clan.

Otherwise, there will be only oppressed parts.

And this is because Chen Ning's demon spirit is a bear clan. If Chen Ning's demon spirit has dragon blood, he would probably be kneeling on the ground at this time.

This is the terror of the Dragon Clan. The bloodline in Yang Cong's body is no weaker than that of the pure blood dragon Clan.

"Is this what Nie Li relied on?" In the VIP seat, Director Yang looked at Yang Cong with beautiful eyes shining brightly.

Yang Cong's potential is too terrible, and he has such a powerful demon spirit, which is simply unrivaled.

Nie Li looked at Yang Cong with a slightly raised corner of his mouth. He knew very well that Yang Cong's demon spirit was horror, and even he felt a trace of pressure.

In the field, Yang Cong looked at Chen Ning lightly: "You are not my opponent, just admit defeat."

The gap between them can no longer be made up with demon spirit and strength.

"No, I must defeat you!"

Although he is a side branch of the Holy Family, he still has his own glory.

He will never surrender.

Seeing this, Yang Cong sighed: "Then you can't blame me."

"Bang....."

Chen Ning suddenly rose up and wanted to attack Yang Cong.

But he stopped one foot away from Yang Cong.

"puff...."

Chen Ning squirted out a mouthful of hot blood, and the blood was like brilliant blood splattering in the air.

"I said, you are not my opponent."

Yang Cong took a step forward, and Chen Ning vomited blood again.

"Stop, stop, stop, stop, stop, stop, let's give in."

At this time, the people from the Holy Family spoke.

Yang Cong was too powerful and had caused such huge damage without even touching it.

This cast a shadow on everyone present, Yang Cong was so terrifying.

It's over, and the Holy Family has no chance of winning through the end.

Those who defeated the Holy Family and won all the money and lost everything.

But they dared not be disrespectful to Yang Cong, because Yang Cong was too terrifying and even the Holy Family was in his hands. You can imagine how powerful it was.

Yang Cong put away the demon spirit and recovered his human body. The pressure suppressed in everyone's heart faded away.

In this battle, Yang Cong won hundreds of millions of demon spirit coins, while the Holy Family lost hundreds of millions of demon spirit coins.

The deacon of the Holy Family at the beginning saw Yang Cong in the field and his face turned dark.

After losing so much, he already felt that he had no chance of living.

.............

Due to the battle of geniuses, Yang Cong was inexplicably taken to the city lord's mansion.

Fortunately, Nie Li came in with shamelessness.

Yang Cong is nothing, he practices every day, while Nie Li goes to visit him if he has something to do.

Where do you want to visit, of course you are going to find Ye Ziyun.

On this day, Yang Cong practiced as before and suddenly felt a sense of aura.

This is the fairy aura he puts on Nie Li. Nie Li will warn him after being threatened.

"Damn it, this person from the Dark Guild! Nie Li can't die!"

Yang Cong immediately withdrew from the state of cultivation and directly shook his wings behind him. He instantly came to the sky above the city lord's mansion, letting go of his spiritual sense to search for Nie Li's figure.

Soon, Nie Li was found in Ye Ziyun's mansion.

But it made him a little surprised. The people from the Dark Guild were so rampant that the City Lord's Mansion could break through at will?

But when Yang Cong landed, he realized that things seemed not what he thought.

I saw Nie Li with his upper body exposed, with many scars on his body, while Ye Ziyun stood in front of Nie Li.

In front of Ye Ziyun, there was a middle-aged man with a serious face and a knife-like face standing.

"Nie Li, are you okay?" Yang Cong came to Nie Li's side and stretched out his hand to inject the energy of life into Nie Li's body.

In the blink of an eye, Nie Li's scars on his body healed a lot.

This scene happened to be seen by the middle-aged man standing there.

"Ahem, Yang Cong, if you don't come, I'll be dead." Nie Li put his shoulder on Yang Cong.

"If this happens, I'll go back and come later." Yang Cong said.

"Hey, hey, hey." Nie Li's face turned dark: "Don't do this, brother."

All fools know why this situation is because of Nie Li trespassing Ye Ziyun's mansion, and was discovered by his father, Ye Zong, the city lord of the City of Glory.

The middle-aged man standing there is naturally Ye Zong.

"You are Yang Cong?" Ye Zong said lightly.

Yang Cong turned his head and looked at Ye Zong and said lightly: "I asked you knowingly."

Ye Ziyun, who was standing beside her, was stunned. Obviously, she didn't expect Yang Cong to talk to her father like this. Nie Li had been beaten up just now.

If his father was angry, wouldn't Yang Cong be...

"You know you dare to speak to me like this. You are the only one in the entire City of Glory." Ye Zong's face was indifferent, and he had no intention of getting angry, but it was not as cold as he was.

"If you really fight with your life, you may not be able to kill Nie Li." Yang Cong said lightly: "Nie Li is just respecting you, but Nie Li dares not touch you because of Ye Ziyun, and I am not afraid."

"Oh?" Ye Zong looked at Yang Cong with interest.

"roar....."

A dragon roar sounded, and a real dragon phantom appeared above Yang Cong's head, with golden all over his body and infinite power.

Seeing the phantom of this real dragon, Ye Zong frowned slightly.

At this time, Nie Li came over and patted Yang Cong on the shoulder: "Forget it, brother, after all, it's my fault."
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