The Good for Nothing Seventh Young Lady
chapter-1837

The Dragon God himself was unable to bear this internal strife; only then did he rise and suppress all the fighting. But these fights were only between dragons and other dragons, they never involved other races.

Now, the situation in Hidden Dragon Continent was no longer as simple as internal strife.

"Who is it? Who is so bold?!" The eyes of the Dragon God become extremely sharp at this moment. As the god of the Dragon Race, how could he tolerate such a thing?

"An eight-winged golden dragon named Long Yan." Shen Yanxiao looked at the totally different Dragon God and secretly marveled. Sure enough, no matter how unreliable the superior god seemed, once faced with racial problems, their momentum would immediately change.

"I'm going to kill him!" The Dragon God stood up all of a sudden and a golden flame was blazing on his body

Defiling the purity of the Dragon Race, Long Yan must die!

"Well, let me remind you that you are only in a soul state." Shen Yanxiao looked at the fierce-looking Dragon God and kindly reminded him. She was curious about the current strength of the Dragon God.

The Dragon God replied, "Even if I’m just a soul now, it's still easy for me to kill an eight-winged golden dragon."

A god was a god; they were something extraordinary.

"If you want to kill him, I will not stop you, but right now, what really matters is the undead. There are hundreds of thousands of undead in the Hidden Dragon Continent, among which there are many high undead. They use the skeleton of the dragons to resurrect many bone dragons, and their strength cannot be underestimated." Shen Yanxiao said.

A Long Yan was not enough for them to fear, but what was really dreadful was the undead. Shen Yanxiao had not yet found out how many bone dragons had been resurrected by the undead up to the present.

"They resurrected the skeletons of the dragons?" When the Dragon God heard this, his eyes grew even colder.

Shen Yanxiao nodded her head and said, "In order to attract the undead, Long Yan handed over all the skeletons of the dragons to them. Just before we went to the Dragon Palace Hall, Long Yan had promised the undead to hand over all the dragons in the Dragon Cemetery to the undead."

"What?! How dare he! " The killing intent around the Dragon God‘s whole body reached the peak in an instant.

"He even wants the dragons resting in the Dragon Cemetery to be contaminated by the undead!"

Looking at the Dragon God who was gradually going berserk, Shen Yanxiao decided to ease his anger.

Now was not a good chance to put Long Yan and the undead in their proper places.

"Don't worry, I've caught the prince of the undead who is in charge of resurrecting the dragons in Dragon Cemetery. They won't be able to do it for a while. If you want to get revenge, go back with us first, and we'll figure this out later." At the very least, the blood of Doudou had to be replaced first.

"No! I can't stand it even for a moment! So what if there are more undead? I don't believe that all the dragons in the Hidden Dragon Continent have surrendered. I will call upon those who still have the belief of the Dragon Race to punish both the undead and Long Yan!“ The Dragon God had completely exploded in anger, wishing he could rush out and kill the traitor with the filthy soul at once.

"That... Let me tell you, the dragons in Hidden Dragon Continent that haven’t surrendered to Long Yan have all retreated into the northern valley, and they do not seem to have any intention of fighting Long Yan at all.” Shen Yanxiao really couldn't bear to tell the Dragon God that the strong dragons in his mind had been afraid of going to war for more than a thousand years now.

"What?" Obviously, the Dragon God didn't really expect things to turn out like this.

"Long Yan and the undead carried out a wide range of killings against the rebellious dragons. The remaining dragons have been so frightened that they dare not leave the valley at all." The fact was cruel, but it was reality.