"You can't be wrong, this is the "calling ceremony". He Jiuyang already has all the preconditions, just one symbolic step away from the last symbolic step."

The bandit's hand was shocked and lost his voice, his tone changed, he became hoarse and low, and murmured to himself:

"I probably know why I can easily review most of the inner island area through the viewing mirror at the right time..."

"Not for another reason... What is the Dragon Clan War? A round broke out hundreds of years ago, so how could it happen again so quickly."

The speed of Filipino sign suddenly accelerated, mixed with a hint of excitement and a hint of fanaticism:

"There is no other reason, it's He Jiuyang!"

"The ultimate thing responsible for suppressing the inner island and monitoring the Sea of ​​Silence is not us, but the "Great Saint Dragon Palace"!"

"Under normal circumstances, it will not wake up, and it will only attract its attention when a major accident or special incident occurs in the Dragon Court."

"Saint He Jiuyang, gathered all the preconditions in the inner island, which was extremely difficult to pass the assessment. The Great Saint Dragon Palace felt that it was touched and began to wake up independently. The laws of this world were disturbed and suppressed. This is the depth

The reason for level!”

Qingying nodded slightly, agreeing with this statement.

But his eyes remained motionless, fixed in the mirror of the sky, staring at the white-haired man inside.

"I returned ten thousand years ago, in the gap between March, I completed things that others could not do for ten years, a hundred years or even a lifetime... In the dragon court, would there be a most special sage son, who is unprecedented and has no future generations, in the past.

kind?"

The Emperor Ming, who was standing by, breathed a sigh of relief, but he still couldn't recover his true calmness.

Just now, I talked loudly and talked loudly, as if it was the biggest joke in the world.

Once you look back, the target person will take practical actions to overturn his estimate from beginning to end.

This face was slapped, it hurts so much.

Of course, this subtle sense of shame stayed for less than a second.

At this moment, Mingzun, including the other four saints, was in silence, thinking all over his mind about how He Jiuyang did it.

This is no longer a matter of evil.

It is as magical as it is, it is mysterious and mysterious, extremely perverted, and extremely against the will of heaven.

No matter how many adjectives are, they cannot express their current mood.

"This, is this the legendary thing about accumulation and development?"

After holding it in for a long time, Ming Zun still spoke, staring with his huge eyes, and witnessing the tenth dragon shadow appearing from He Jiuyang's back and fusing with the green flame.

Then, ten giant dragons flew around the crane and flew in the air, turning faster and faster. The last purple-gold dragon shadow roared into the sky, making a roar of the sky falling and the earth breaking.

The five saints were not present.

But through the activated Sky-Viewing Mirror, the loud noise seemed to echo in front of them.

This is not over yet.

The camera turned, and on the mountain in the distance, the seven giant dragons, who were originally in a state of life and death, stopped fighting at the same time, raised their heads and looked at the sky.

In the river at the foot of the mountain, there are fish and dragons, water dragons, ice dragons, thundering, and the splashing water is like a torrential rain. The sound of water is like a drum of blood, and it is knocking on the heart, gradually with the heart.

The rhythms overlap.

Further away, in the wet rain forest, under the dark swamp, in the large pile of rocks, one giant dragon after another awakens, opens the cold beast's eyes, and faces the top of the mountain where He Jiuyang is, and lowers his body,

Use roars and roars as witnesses, shouting and praying for something.

"KaKaKa--"

The sky above my head cracked.

It is like the most exquisite porcelain, and when it breaks, it flows with thrilling beauty.

However, beauty is short-lived. In just a short while, a black and huge creature broke out from the cracks and sprinkled with shadows all over the mountains.

The creatures in the shadow, whether they are dragon species or not, all protrude into the ground and lie on the ground and lower their heads.

That kind of well-behaved look will make people forget their sharp heads, sharp minions, and cold scales. It seems that these are made of paper, without a single threat.

"The Great Saint Dragon Palace... has really arrived..."

The fanaticism in the eyes of the bandits had already overflowed. Looking at the dreamy black and red castle, his emotions became more and more excited.

This is a well-deserved weapon in the Ancestral Dragon Court. It can serve as an invincible war fortress in turmoil, and can suppress a square of the Bag when it is silent, which has extremely far-reaching value and significance.

It can be said that this is one of the most powerful foundations of the ancient top power, Zulongting Court. With it or not, there is a big difference.

At that time, the inner island was in a rare silence.

Some are rusty and many areas also have hideous castles attached to dirty blood, floating on an ancient mountain.

But further afield, most living creatures, from the newly born young dragons to the dying old dragons, were obviously unable to see them, but they were instinctively terrified.

They may not necessarily know the Dragon Court, nor may they know too much about the outside world.

However, the reactions rising deep in the bloodline made them dare not act recklessly. Only by choosing to crawl quietly, the sense of crisis in the dark will gradually fade away.

The radiation range of this scene is quite huge.

Even on the outer island with more than a dozen seals, there was a lot of chaos.

Deep in the emerald forest, in the darkness, the old dragon curled up and molting seemed to feel something. He opened his eyes and stared in a daze in one direction, revealing a hint of yearning.

Under the Dragon Palace of the Mechanism, the 108th floor.

The scientific dragons immersed in research at both ends, their claws trembled, and their valuable vessels fell to the ground, polluting a large area of ​​land.

But they were not upset, staring at their bright big eyes, and a faint longing flashed across their faces.

"It seems that there have been four hundred and sixty-two years since I have seen my father."

"In order to survive, it can only sleep there and cannot do research. It's so pitiful..."

In an open-air hot spring, Ji Ranran took off her clothes, touched the pool water with her toes, and carefully fell down.

She has a slender body, fair skin, and a convex figure, and should have been beautiful and charming.

But now, blood was everywhere, especially the claw mark on the spine, which almost cut off her neck and made her die.

"It's okay, I won't die."

Ji Ranran touched the head of a little dragon next to the hot spring and wiped away the tears from the corners of its eyes.

"Don't worry, look, my wound is healing quickly."

Xiaolong nodded vigorously, rubbed his master's palm affectionately, and was about to jump down to take a bath together, but suddenly he turned his head and looked in one direction in confusion.

"What's wrong?" Ji Ranran looked puzzled. She was about to communicate through spiritual communication. Her mind was shocked and subconsciously touched her neck.

The dragon claw mark is actually glowing!

It was not a vision of gaining the power of the dragon family, but a faint resonance with an existence, which led to her feeling the vague palpitations.

"It seems to be something amazing..."

Ji Ranran whispered, shook her head, and did not think uselessly.

Close your eyes and restore your injured body with all your strength.

You have to treat it quickly. Ji Cangyun and others were trapped in that maze.

I'm late, I'm afraid I can't even collect the corpse.
Chapter completed!