Chapter Eleven: Zu Long's Rescue, The Exhaustion of the Qizhou Tribe

  Zǔ Lóng Yuán, qióng qí zú miè

  "Ah——ah——" Shen Long's fists rained down on his head, accompanied by miserable cries.

  "Ah——Dad, save me——" The poor guy transformed back into his original shape. He was crying out for his dad and mom.

  "It's no use calling out for help, even if you call out to the heavens," Shen Long cursed as he fought, "You pervert, I'll let you call out, I'll let you call out."

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  "Let go of my son," but this little guy's cry for daddy really worked, and he actually managed to get someone to come. "If you dare move my son again, I will definitely bite your head off and chop your body into pieces."

  Sure, here is the translation:

  "Sure enough, a father-like figure appeared, wearing the same white clothes, with eyes that were equally cold and venomous, speaking in the same arrogant tone, and sharing the same hobby."

  Behind him stood a group of people, all with the same style, Shen Long couldn't help but wonder if they were failed products of the Heavenly Dao.

  "Dad - save me, I'm going to die soon, hurry up and kill him, no, catch him, I want to personally torture him, let him beg for life but can't get it, beg for death but can't get it..." Just as he saw his savior arrive. The beast's cries became even more mournful, still in Shen Long's hands, the brainless guy actually came up with such a boastful statement about torturing Shen Long to death.

  "Is that so?" Shen Long saw a group of poor and strange people, twenty-four in total, one quasi-saint, the rest were all Grand Luo Golden Immortals, their expressions somewhat serious, but still punching the head of that beast with fist after fist.

  The leading poor Qi was on fire and turned his head to say to his subordinates "Go, catch those two for me first."

  Shen Long stopped and flipped over his right hand, revealing a small purple cauldron. He threw it at Ao Kun, and the cauldron rapidly enlarged in mid-air, emitting a purple glow that enveloped Ao Kun's head. The two Qiong Qi tribe members who were about to grab Ao Kun were knocked down. Then, Shen Long turned his head, gazing at the leader of the Qiong Qi with cold, piercing eyes, as if engaging in some sort of silent confrontation.

  A moment later, Shen Long was the first to withdraw his gaze, and a thread of blood seeped out from the corner of his mouth.

  Another mouthful of blood was coughed up. After all, Shen Long had just come out of the pass and his heart was severely injured.

  "Third Brother," Ao Kun saw him and cried out in a loud voice.

  Shen Long ignored Ao Kun, staring at the leader, "Good——" Then, with a burst of strength in his right hand, he slammed the beast under his hand into the ground, crushing it to pieces.

  "Bang!"

  "No——" "No——"

  Two cries, one from the son and one from his father, both equally unbelievable.

  Watching his own son being beaten to death by others, the corpse was so miserable, the leader's eyes were red with anger.

  "AoWang——No matter who you are, today I will skin and torture you to death. You two go attack those two, take them down, and they'll be yours." The eyes of the poor Qí turned red as he transformed into his true form, opening his large mouth and spreading his wings, charging towards Shen Long with a speed that was hard to imagine. Shen Long, already injured, had no way to withstand it.

  "Boom——" One strike, Shen Long didn't even withstand a single blow and was knocked flying.

  "Third Brother——" Ao Kun was shouting desperately within the purple light shield. The little fox also had a worried face.

  Once again being knocked into the air, Shen Long felt extremely humiliated, having been beaten to a pulp in front of his own woman without even being able to fight back. In his heart, he secretly vowed that this time, he would definitely roam the vast expanse, accumulate battle experience, and protect the people he cared about.

  Certainly...

  "Alas, what's the use of saying these things? Let's just think of a way to get out of here."

  Shen Long, who was worried, saw that the strange and poor one had come, he flew in mid-air, and struck Shen Long again with another blow. Shen Long had no power to fight back, all those invented Taoist magic and divine arts were forgotten, and he could only stare blankly at the move that was about to land on his face.

  "Hum" Just as Shen Long was preparing to take the second blow, he saw a soft cloud pulling itself back, avoiding the leader.

  "Who?" The leader of the poor and strange tribe roared towards the sky, "Who is meddling in other people's business?"

  No one responded to him, and the cloud that wrapped Shen Long put Shen Long beside Ao Kun's large tripod. The large tripod had returned, surrounding Ao Kun, who was holding an old man and crying bitterly. Dozens of corpses of poor Qi lay on the side.

  "Wow, you're here? How did an old man like you end up in a place like this?"

  "Hmph! If I hadn't come, my daughter would not have been able to see you." Ao Tianyi replied with a bad tone. In the dragon clan, Ao Tianyi's position was also very special. He was the earliest awakened dragon in the dragon clan, except for the heavenly dragon and the earth dragon. Even the yellow dragon was not as early as him. His strength was also immeasurable, and generally, he was the one who handled all the big and small matters of the dragon clan.

  Shen Long also had great respect for this elder of the dragon clan, but upon hearing his words, Shen Long felt extremely embarrassed.

  "Dragon Dad——" Ao Kun looked at Ao Tianyi with a crying tone, as if to say "if you do this again, I'll cry".

  "Hey, old man, is this your good-for-nothing son's doing?" A discordant voice rang out at this time.

  "Alright, alright, sigh! A woman's words are not to be trusted, I won't say anything more." Seeing Ao Kun about to get angry again, Ao Tian burst out laughing and didn't take the leader seriously at all.

  The poor and strange leader saw that the old man did not respond to him, let out a loud roar, and pounced on Ao Tian.

  Ao Tianyi then turned his head to look at Shen Long, saying viciously, "Take good care of my daughter." Then he stared at the rushing Qiong Qi and said, "You're really annoying."

  "Qiong Qi's Stranglehold — Qiong Qi knew this was another quasi-saint, so he took out his ultimate move and began spinning in mid-air, whipping up a fierce gust of wind that strangled Ao Tian."

  Ao Tian raised his right hand calmly and slowly, "Clouds and Rain Fill the Sky"

  All around, the space changed, turning into a world filled with dark clouds and heavy rain, enveloping the leader of the poor and strange creatures. The leader felt nothing but chaos in this cloudy and rainy world, colliding randomly.

  Shen Long looked at him and said, "Tsk, tsk, I didn't think of that. This move is really useful. From now on, let's do it this way, one by one, accurately."

  "That's because you're inexperienced, but later on, you'll definitely be the most formidable." Ao Kun said as he lay in Shen Long's arms.

  "Hmph, you little brat shouldn't be so quick to celebrate, you think a fight with an Accursed Saint is that easy?"

  As expected, the leader also released his own domain, a gust of wind blew up in the sky and earth, suddenly forming a whirlwind column, standing upright, "exploding" the whirlwind column exploded, Ao Tianyi's domain was also shattered.

  The leader who had just come out "Wah wah - retreat -" and then took the lead in escaping. Turning back to look, his confidants were all lying on the ground. His heart was once again stuffy and short of breath.

  "Wait for me, I will be back——"

  "Chant——" At this moment, a dragon's chant sounded, and a golden dragon emerged from the sea of clouds.

  "I said who was it, turns out it's you guys from the Poor Qi clan. Alright, very good, actually daring to hit my Dragon Clan's head." The speaker is Huang Long.

  "Chant——" Another green dragon emerged from the sea of clouds.

  "Third brother, are you alright?!" Seeing Shen Long's wretched appearance, then facing the leader of the Huang Long blocked Muqi tribe, "Muqi tribe, I will annihilate your entire clan—"

  "Dragon tribe, listen up—"

  "Hum---hum---" Amidst the sea of clouds, three hundred giant dragons emerged, stirring up the rolling cloud sea, waiting for the heavenly dragon's command.

  At this time, the leader of the poor and strange family was frightened. What kind of subordinate had that rebellious son provoked, so that the dragon clan would make such a big fuss?

  " Misunderstanding, misunderstanding", the leader kept saying good words, hoping for a miracle.

  "Act at once, annihilate the Qiang tribe, leave none alive."

  "I'll fight you all," the leader roared, pouncing on Huang Long, bursting with his own domain, unleashing his hidden potential, and fleeing into the sky.

  Huang Long was just about to go after him.

  "Don't chase them, wipe out the Qiongqi clan first."

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  "Ah——" When the leader of the poor and strange returned to his own territory, he saw the desolate land and the broken limbs all over the ground. With a sorrowful and angry roar, he shouted "Dragon Clan——Dragon Clan——I will not coexist with you."

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