"Is this the strength of the young patriarchs? I even thought that I could enjoy it to my heart's content. But it seems to be somewhat disappointing!" Ye Yuan looked at the Long Zhu, who collapsed on the ground, and shook his head as he said with a sigh.
The expressions of Long He and the few others were very ugly. This was really a public face-slapping.
Originally thought that dealing with an Emperor Cloud Heaven would be effortless, who could have thought that he would be so strong!
This was really kicking onto a metal plate.
Long He's expression turned dark, and he said, "What you used were all human race techniques! Could it be that our Dragon CLan is going to be ruled by a human in the future?"
"Ye Yuan, we view you as family; it's because of your dragon race bloodline, and not human!"
"If you want to become the young patriarch, you'll have to use bloodline talent to prove yourself!"
These words were really shameless.