"Ants! Go quickly!"

A sixth-order giant dragon flew across the sky and suddenly roared toward the ground. The air wave knocked many people to the ground, causing some confusion among the crowd.

Then the sixth-order dragon let out a series of mocking laughter and flew towards the Dragon Palace.

The body shape of this sixth-order dragon is similar to that of an ordinary fifth-order dragon. Compared with the hill dragon, it is like the gap between a son and his father.

But its level is actually still higher than that of the mountain dragon.

"Dragon of Blue Flame, sixth-level medium dragon clan, health value 440,000."

"That's Master Cang Yan, one of the four great kings under the command of the Demon Dragon King. It's a pity that my village is not in its territory, otherwise I wouldn't be afraid of the harassment and invasion of those monsters."

Someone looked at the back of the Cangyan Dragon with reverence as it was about to disappear from sight, and said.

"Sir, what level is the dragon in your territory?"

Ning Qi asked curiously.

"It's the fourth-level 'Gold-Eating Dragon'."

"No wonder."

Ning Qi glanced at him sympathetically, believing that the village where this person was located was often attacked by monsters because of the low level of the territorial dragon, which was why he sighed just now.

"You look very unfamiliar. Which village are you from?"

The other party asked back.

Ning Qi smiled and said, "Oh, I'm from Gray Wolf Village."

"Gray Wolf Village? I think I've heard of it before, oh! It's a village under Lord Chi Yan, right? More than seventy years ago, Lord Chi Yan was the dragon in my territory!"

There was a hint of surprise on the man's face, and he looked at Ning Qi as if he were seeing a fellow villager.

"Oh, really? What village does Xiongtai come from, and how should we call him?"

Ning Qi was considering whether to tell it about the death of the Red Flame Dragon? But the other party obviously regarded him as a slave of the dragon clan, so after thinking about it, he decided not to.

"I am the head of Hailan Village, Ning Congyi."

"Hey, it's still the same family. My surname is Ning."

Ning Qi smiled.

When Ning Cong heard this, he said happily: "That's it. It seems that we are destined to be together. After the tribute is paid, why not come to my village as a guest?"

Ning Qi did not refuse or agree, he just smiled and said: "Well, there is a chance, there is a chance."

"Look, it's from Bawang Village! Every time the tributes from their village are within the top ten! Every time they are personally summoned by the Demon Dragon King, I'm so envious..."

Ning Congyi pointed to the doorway in the middle of the castle.

There, there was a little giant who was ten feet tall and three or four heads taller than the average person. He had a proud smile on his face and glanced at other people nearby from time to time.

Bawang Village: Village leader Chu Bawang.

Level: One-star Dou Huang.

Kung Fu: The low-level earth-level ‘Bawang Jue’.

Martial skills: Low-level earth-level "Nine Heavens Unparalleled".

HP:70000.

"Hey, Overlord's tribute this time should be in the top ten again, right?"

Several of the Demon Dragon King's men who were standing next to King Chu Ba, waiting to check the amount of tributes, all showed flattering smiles. Although they were human beings, they had been working for the Demon Dragon King for generations. They had long regarded themselves as half-humans and treated ordinary human beings.

On weekdays, I don’t make any pretense.

But facing Chu Overlord, they did not dare to be tough. After all, the top ten villages in Shanhai area were not something they could afford to offend.

King Chu Ba smiled proudly and said in a loud voice: "Of course, hurry up and register, don't forget it!"

Then, he waved his hand, and a pile of materials like a small mountain appeared in front of him.

The dazzling treasure light, coupled with the space fighting weapon, made the nearby village chiefs exclaim in exclamation.

"There are only a few hundred pieces of fighting equipment here!"

"Look, there is actually a spiritual elixir! Tsk tsk, King Chu Ba must have more than one alchemist in his village!"

"As expected of one of the top ten villages in the Shanhai area, they are much richer than me!"

Ning Congyi said excitedly: "Have you seen, those hundreds of yellow-level middle-grade soul-nourishing pills are enough to make the dragon look at him with admiration. If only I could have an alchemist."

After Ning Qi saw the value of Chu Bawang's tribute, he felt more confident. He smiled at Ning Cong and said, "Brother Ning, don't worry, you will also have this day. Things will turn around."

Ning Cong nodded and said, "Yes, I hope so."

"King Chu Ba, please come in. The Demon Dragon King will personally summon you later."

After registering the tributes, the Demon Dragon King's men respectfully invited King Chu Ba in through the gate in the middle of the castle. This gate seemed to be specially designed for the top villages. Ning Qi found that most people were heading towards the small gate next to it.

Go.

"Brother Ning, let me go and register the tributes first."

Ning Qi said hello to Ning Congyi, and then walked towards the gate in the center of the castle.

Ning Congyi hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed Ning Qi: "Are you crazy? You can't register here. Just follow me."

"Haha, where did you come from, a country bumpkin? Don't you know that this gate is specially set up for the top thirty villages?"

"I guess this is my first time to pay tribute. Weren't you and I the same as him back then? Hahaha."

"Boy, follow your friend and don't mess around. The Demon Dragon King's men kill without blinking an eye. They won't show mercy to us just because we are human beings. You can die if you want, but don't hurt your friend."

Ning Congyi hurriedly said to everyone: "My friend has lost his head. Please forgive me, please forgive me."

Ning Qi said strangely: "Yes, I know, because I have a lot of tributes, so shouldn't I go through that door?"

There was silence nearby.

Ning Congyi looked at Ning Qi suspiciously: "A lot of tributes? You saw them just now, are they as many as King Chu Bawang?"

Ning Qi thought for a while, and when everyone saw this, there was a hint of ridicule on their faces. In their opinion, Ning Qi was desperate to save face. How could an unknown guy pay more tribute than King Chu Ba!

"Well, there should be more than King Chu Ba."

Ning Qi nodded affirmatively.

Ning Congyi was startled and looked around. Seeing that the Demon Dragon King's men didn't look over, he breathed a sigh of relief, pulled Ning Qi closer and whispered: "Don't talk nonsense, be careful not to save your life! If

If the Demon Dragon King's men hear it, and if you tell the Demon Dragon King that you lied, your fate will be worse than death!"

"Watch your friend's mouth, this is not a place for bragging."

"That's right, you have to live and die to save face."

"Hey, what are you arguing about?"

A fifth-level giant dragon fell from mid-air and looked at everyone with a cold face.

"Ah, Lord Marsh."

Everyone bowed respectfully.

Isn't this giant dragon, whose whole body is covered in black-brown scales, the swamp poisonous dragon that the hill dragon brought before, and that he met once in Gray Wolf Village?

It soon saw Ning Qi and said with a smile: "Oh, it's you? Have you brought all the tributes? Why don't you register quickly? Don't you want to see the Demon Dragon King?"
Chapter completed!