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Chapter 401 Ancient Demon Sect, Destroyed!

when!......

The long whip cast from the dragon spine hit Long Qingchen's dragon body, and Mars burst into trembling and harsh sounds!

Dear! Dear! Dear! ...

One whip after another, bursting out the sparks, and a series of harsh tremolo sounded!

"He wasn't hurt at all, is this a punishment?"

"The main reason is that there is not enough strength!"...

Seeing that Long Qingchen's dragon body was still intact after more than thirty whips in a row, the blood dragons became dissatisfied.

"Full effort."

The fifth clan elder glanced at the clan elder who was responsible for law enforcement. This clan elder was a supreme elder of the Golden Dragon clan. Due to the relationship between Long Qingchen and Long Jinxuan'er, the clan elder did not do his best. Since the decision to punish had been made, if the punishment was not executed enough, it would be impossible to convince the public.

The clan elder in charge of law enforcement had to increase his strength and suddenly raised his long whip, like an evil dragon, and beat it hard.

Click!...

Long Qingchen's tough dragon scales finally showed a rift!

Click! Click! Click!...

As the long whip kept falling, the dragon scales broke on the back of the dragon's body, the skin and flesh bloomed, and dragon blood oozed out, dyeing the dragon's platform red.

It hurts when they look at it. Long Qinghu, Long Qingquan, Long Baiyu and other friends, who can't bear to look at it, look away and look elsewhere.

Long Bingling's eyes were red, and the ice-blue dragon's body trembled slightly, as if it was hitting her.

"Wait a moment!"

Long Jinxuan'er broke the trunk of a small tree, rushed to the Dragon Punishment Platform, and placed it in Long Qingchen's mouth, "biting it, endure it."

"Need not."

Long Qingchen glanced at her and shook his head slightly.

Long Jinxuan'er had no choice but to retreat.

Click! Click! Click!...

With one whip, followed by another, Long Qingchen's dragon body and the dragon scales on his entire back were broken and covered in scars.

“Eight thousand four hundred and thirty-two.”

“Eight thousand four hundred and thirty-three.”

"Eight thousand four hundred and thirty-four."...

Long Jinxuan'er counted.

The clan elder in charge of law enforcement smiled bitterly in his heart. In fact, he was counting to ensure accuracy. He knew very well that if he had a whip, Long Jinxuan'er would have to return it ten times more!

“Nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine.”

"Ten thousand!"

When Long Jinxuan'er counted ten thousand, the clan elder in charge of law enforcement immediately stopped.

Long Qingchen's dragon body was shaking. If the dragon's cultivation and spiritual power cultivation were still there, and whipping ten thousand times was naturally nothing. It was no different from scratching it. The dragon's cultivation and spiritual power cultivation were sealed and could only rely on the dragon's body to bear it. Moreover, the long whip used to enforce the law was cast by the dragon's spine, which would cause such strong damage.

Long Jinxuan'er rushed to the Dragon Punishment Platform, took out the elixir, took Long Qingchen, and took out the medicine for trauma and applied it to his back.

"The punishment that is spurred is completed."

The fifth clan elder announced.

The clan elder in charge of law enforcement untie Long Qingchen's cultivation and spiritual power, as well as the dragon-binding rope that tied Long Qingchen's four dragon claws.

The old man from the fifth clan waved his dragon claws at tens of thousands of dragons, "It's all scattered!"

Tens of thousands of dragons had to disperse, and Long Qingchen's friends, Long Qingchen, Long Qingquan, Long Baiyu, Long Bingling, etc., did not leave and bid farewell to Long Qingchen.

The blood dragons of the Blood Dragon Clan did not leave, and refused to give in and made a request.

"He cannot be allowed to go back to Qinglong Valley to think about his mistakes behind closed doors. He must be in a place where he thinks about his mistakes behind closed doors!"

"Yes, if he is asked to return to Qinglong Valley, the Qinglong tribe may be favored and give him some freedom, then it would be a closed-door thinking!"...

"I know I should do this, and you don't need to teach you." The Fifth clan elder glanced at them coldly. Originally, the sixth clan elder was completely useless, and he was more inclined to the Blood Dragon clan and should punish Long Qingchen severely. However, the Blood Dragon clan was so reasonable that he was a little disgusted with the "dragon". "The place where he thought about his mistakes had been chosen long ago, and it was at the center of the holy land, which was at the foot of the Dragon Sword Mountain."

He turned to Long Qingchen and said, "In this century, you are not allowed to take the second half of the Long Slaying Mountain, and you are not allowed to meet guests."

Long Qingchen had no objection and accepted any punishment, "know."

"Follow me."

The fifth clan aging becomes a human form, and you must first go to the center of the holy land.

When I was enforcing the clan rules just now, in order to show my respect for the clan rules, all dragons turned into dragon bodies and watched the ceremony.

"Go to you again in a hundred years."

Long Qingchen turned into a human form, waved to Long Qinghao, Long Jinxuan'er, Long Qinghu, Long Bingling and others, turned around, followed the fifth clan's elders to the center of the holy land.

Long Jinxuan'er shouted, "Brother Chen, no matter how long I will wait for you."

Long Qingchen stopped for a moment, "Yes."

Long Bingling looked sad. In the past, when Long Qingchen and Long Jinxuan'er broke up, she still had a chance, but now she is gone.

Long Qinghu also shouted to Long Qingchen, "Brother Chen, don't worry, I will take good care of my uncle, and the entire Qinglong clan!"

"Silly boy, take care of yourself."

Long Qingchen laughed, did not look back, and waved his hand again.

"Take care." Long Bingling murmured to himself, only she could hear the low voice.

Long Qinghao was silent and stared quietly at Long Qingchen and walked into the center of the holy land. Until Long Qingchen's figure became more and more blurred, until it completely disappeared at the end of the earth, he sighed with regret and turned away. His father's love was like a mountain, and the mountain was silent and heavy.

......

Under the leadership of the fifth clan elder, Long Qingchen came to the foot of Zhanlong Mountain.

I saw that the Dragon Sword Mountain was just a short mountain, with lush ancient trees, which made all dragons terrified on the low mountain. It is said that the Dragon Sword Platform can kill all dragons, Dragon King, Dragon Emperor, Dragon Lord, Dragon Lord, and even the Dragon Emperor are no exception. If you were sent to the Dragon Sword Platform, you will definitely die.

"This radius of ten miles is the range of your thoughts behind closed doors."

There is a small lake at the foot of Zhanlong Mountain. The lake water is clear and the water is overgrown. You can vaguely see many fish for food and play leisurely. The fifth clan elder released the dragon's power and drew a circle casually.

"Know."

Long Qingchen responded and fell silent.

After the incident with the elder of the sixth clan, there was obviously some barrier between his relationship with the elders of the clan and he was not as casual as before.

"We made the decision to make you think about your mistakes behind closed doors, not to let you feel depressed from now on. In this century, you must practice hard and practice hard. The hope of the future of the Dragon Clan is still in you and Xuan'er."

The old man from the fifth clan sighed, took out a space ring and handed it to him.

Long Qingchen released his senses and checked them. He found that there were many treasures in it. Obviously, this was the cultivation resource for him to use for cultivation. He bowed, "Thank you, the elder of the clan."

The old man from the fifth clan said with deep eyes, "Actually, Long Jin Zhantian and Long Heixuan said it well. For young generation monster geniuses, if you want to constantly improve your cultivation, you must go more to practice and practice more. However, you can only think about your mistakes behind closed doors and have no effect on improving your cultivation. It is equivalent to wasting a hundred years. A hundred years later, you will be caught up with other geniuses of the same generation, or even surpass them. This is inevitable. You must be mentally prepared."

"I see."

Long Qingchen looked calm and didn't care much. A hundred years later, even if he was surpassed by other geniuses of the same generation, he could catch up again. After all, he had the memory of the Nine-Demon Dragon Emperor, and the talents of the Heavenly Level Green Dragon Vein and the Heavenly Devouring Martial Vein are also here. It is only a matter of time to rise.

"Just be sure if you know it."
Chapter completed!
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