Luo Chen woke up and found that he had arrived at a strange place again. The surroundings were empty, the black fog had disappeared, and the white fog had disappeared. At first glance, there was a piece of cold marble. The light could illuminate the shadows and could not see the edges.
He recalled what had happened before and suddenly burst into a cold sweat. He stood up quickly and mobilized his true energy to check his body while searching everywhere.
When he saw a figure lying in the distance, he breathed a sigh of relief.
"Moving Mountain?" He flashed and came to Qiao Moving Mountain, helped him up and checked, and found that he was sleeping in a coma. He felt relieved.
When the black fog hit, he felt that he had lost his ability to move suddenly and his strength was lost in an instant. Then they were swept into the sky and kept spinning. It was a very painful process, and his body seemed to be torn apart, and even his soul was torn apart. He tried his best to catch Qiao Zhishan.
But in the end, I couldn't stand the terrifying power, and I fainted when I fainted. I woke up at this place.
"That black fog is so terrifying. Even if I don't face it directly, my soul will almost be torn apart." Lei Long lay on the wall of the Yuanding, stroking his heart while talking, looking at lingering fear.
He turned his head and looked at Yuan Ling who was huddled below and asked teasingly: "Old guy, aren't you being torn apart?"
"Will the dead loach speak? You, Mr. Yuan, I am just thinking about the problem." Yuan Ling gave him a blank look, then ignored him, and hurried aside and thought about his own thoughts.
Lei Long felt bored and wanted to find some comfort to Luo Chen, but saw him looking meditated, stuck out his tongue, and retreated to take care of Xiaoxing.
At this time, Luo Chen had looked around, but didn't see anything else, but only saw the endless marble. Wherever he saw, there was a vast space and he couldn't see where this place was.
He carried Qiao Zhishan on his back, used his body skills and quickly rushed forward. His body skills were extremely fast, and he flew thousands of miles in a flash. But he had been flying for about a cup of tea. There was still a piece of white marble after tens of thousands of miles.
Where could such a large marble floor be there? He couldn't figure it out.
After flying for about a stick of incense, the scenery ahead finally changed a little. But when he approached, his eyes suddenly widened.
He actually saw a magnificent palace, with jade embracing the world, layer by layer, leading to the sky.
Heavenly Palace! This is simply the appearance of Heavenly Palace depicted in ancient books! He looked at the scenery in front of him almost dazedly, and a very subtle feeling suddenly flashed through his mind.
He wanted to grab it, but he couldn't grasp anything. His feet couldn't help but walk forward. But as soon as he stepped onto the first step, a flash of light and shadow in front of him. Before he could react, he found that the scenery in front of him had changed drastically.
Just now, they were teleported to another place. A hall covered with cold white marble at the sight of the surroundings.
The hall is very empty, as if it has been emptied. Only a series of carved stone pillars stand in it like Optimus. These pillars are faintly filled with strange fluctuations. There is a feeling of quaint vicissitudes everywhere, grand and mysterious.
"Shenzhen...the temple..." Yuan Ling suddenly trembled, and the sound was as light as if the wind could drift away.
"Shenzhen? Yuanling, do you recognize this place?" Luo Chen had already completely believed that Yuanling had some connection with ancient times, so he asked directly.
Yuan Ling was shocked, and then asked strangely: "Boy, are you okay?"
"What?" Luo Chen asked strangely.
"It's really okay?" Yuan Ling didn't explain, and directly lifted the Lei Long who was huddled aside and held it on the Yuan Ding for him to see.
Yuan Long drooped his head, as if someone had drained his strength. Luo Chen was shocked and asked hurriedly: "What's wrong with him?"
Yuan Ling said with a strange look: "I am prohibited and oppressed."
The ban? Luo Chen was puzzled, and then asked even more strangely: "But why did I feel nothing?"
Yuan Ling twitched the corner of her mouth and said, "Ask you."
"Ahem, undead body, please let it go... let me in. Old... I'm going to die..." Lei Long suddenly preached weakly.
"Oh, I almost forgot." Yuan Ling hurriedly stuffed him back into the Yuan Ding.
"Where is this?" Luo Chen doubted that the Thunder Dragon is the direct bloodline of the Immortal True Dragon, with extraordinary physical strength, especially with him protecting him, and he was even oppressed like this. How strong is the restriction here?
"Why am I okay?" Luo Chen frowned and walked slowly forward.
At this moment, Yuan Ling suddenly screamed, as if he was a little painful: "No... this is not a temple. Hahaha, I am so confused. My master died and the temple was destroyed. How could it appear? Hahaha, it's gone, nothing is gone!"
"Yuan Ling?" Luo Chen was a little scared. Yuan Ling had never lost his composure. But before he could ask in detail, he suddenly felt a strong wind coming towards him.
His face darkened, and he hurriedly pulled Qiao Zhishan on his back and threw it into the Yuan Ding.
Yuan Ling was startled by the person who suddenly appeared and shouted angrily: "This is not a trash can, why are you throwing everything inside! This is a living person, why are you throwing it in?"
But Luo Chen had no time to talk to him. The strong wind was a powerful murderous intent, and he had to treat it carefully.
His body flashed rapidly, and the sword intent fell out, supplemented by the power of thought, holding the Thousand Evil Sword quickly slashed the murderous intent that came from all directions. These murderous intents were as essence, like extremely sharp swords, which could give people a fatal blow as soon as they touched them.
One was killed, and another one was everywhere, everywhere and there was no escape. Luo Chen gritted his teeth and directly summoned eighty-one mirror incarnations, forming a circle, and then resisted the omnipresent murderous intent.
Finally, he jumped up suddenly, and eighty-one mirrors transformed into one, and then rushed towards the direction where the murderous intent was transmitted. With a loud "boom", a thick pillar was directly smashed into pieces, and the murderous intent was suddenly lost.
In the blink of an eye, the shattered pillar gathered back together at a speed visible to the naked eye and returned to its original state in an instant.
This is the incarnation of Dharma Thoughts! All of this is actually the incarnation of Dharma Thoughts! This entire palace is actually transformed from illusions.
"No, you are wrong. This is not an incarnation, but a soul realm, a soul realm refined by the palace master's soul!" Yuan Ling said with a trembling trembling, his eyes full of bitterness.
"Soul Realm?" Luo Chen's concept was refreshed again. Even if they were not described in ancient books, they were actually encountered by him.
But he couldn't help but think about the situation in front of him. After the pillar recovered, a very strong murderous intent suddenly erupted. This time the intention was much stronger than before. He was hit by the murderous intent if he didn't notice it, and flew backwards and smashed heavily to the ground.
"Cough cough!" He couldn't help but vomit a mouthful of blood and started coughing.
"What a strong body." A faint sigh suddenly sounded in the empty hall. Then the space around seemed to be twisted, and a crack appeared in rotation.
The next moment, the crack opened and a long figure emerged. His whole body seemed transparent, his head was raised high, his upper body looked like a human, but his lower body was dragged with a long tail.
The tail was particularly familiar, with scales covering it, emitting shiny and extremely cold. The thick tail was rolled up high, exuding an invisible pressure.
So familiar! This is the immortal thunder dragon!
Luo Chen didn't expect that he would actually see an immortal dragon here. And looking at his appearance, it seemed like he was just a spiritual body, but his appearance seemed a bit old and a little different from the Thunder Dragon.
"Junior, what should I be guilty of trespassing into the temple?" The majestic voice of the Immortal True Dragon was like thunder, and a word was like a powerful fist, smashing heavily into Luo Chen's heart.
He couldn't help it, and was shocked to spit out a mouthful of blood. Even this immortal thunder dragon had the power of the fifth level of the star. If it were in its heyday, it would probably be in the realm of creation!
"Huh? There is a familiar smell in your body." The Immortal True Dragon suddenly frowned and then slowly floated towards Luo Chen, wanting to find out.
But before he got close, Luo Chen felt a very great pressure, causing his meridians to riot, bulging one by one, as if they were about to burst.
"You have the breath of my tribe in your body." The Immortal True Dragon's eyes suddenly lit up, and he said with relief: "I didn't expect that after so many years, my Immortal True Dragon's tribe will have descendants. OK, okay!"
"Old...Old ancestor...you, don't laugh anymore. If you laugh, our true dragon clan will...be the last one." The Thunder Dragon was originally suppressed and could not stand it. Now, he was shocked by the sound waves of the immortal dragon and almost died of the explosion.
The laughter of the Immortal True Dragon ended abruptly, and then said with some disappointment: "Why is my true dragon clan so useless to reach your generation? It's really embarrassing to have only the Gangsha realm!"
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Thunder Dragon almost fainted from anger. He fought hard to save a bloodline for the True Dragon clan, but was actually made fun of by his ancestors here. It was so frustrating.
After the Immortal True Dragon finished speaking, he saw that the Thunder Dragon did not respond and scolded his descendants for being useless. He was so angry that he directly used a ripped out a rippling of true power to arrest him. When he saw his Yan Dada's appearance, he was so angry that he blew his beard and stared at him: "Okay, you are a fool, you are actually a beast pet for such a small human. You are simply disgraceful of our True Dragon clan!"
Lei Long no longer wanted to pay attention to this irritable ancestor. He didn't say a word of comfort, but he kept scolding him here. This is how he is an elder for others? Fortunately, he was very happy to see his ancestors just now.
The Immortal True Dragon was still unhappy and taught seriously: "Even if you want to be a beast pet for humans, you must find a god to recognize your master like your ancestors! You have no prospects and no eyesight, you actually find an ordinary human. You are so angry that you are so angry!"
The Thunder Dragon couldn't stand it anymore, and his violent temper broke out completely and muttered: "It's not that you are a beast pet for people, there's a difference!"
"You! You!" The Immortal Dragon was so angry that he couldn't speak for a long time. Then he glared at his eyes and threw him out of the air, shouting: "You go and exercise for me. Don't embarrass me if you don't have the realm of creation!"
Luo Chen looked at the two of them in a flash. The old man was the ancestor of the Thunder Dragon after all, so he shouldn't hurt him. He wasn't that worried. It was just the look of the dragon looking at him...
Sure enough, the Immortal True Dragon approached Luo Chen and said coldly: "The master of my True Dragon Clan is not that easy to be. Since I have entered the temple, I will be tested."
Luo Chen's eyes lit up. There was a test in this place? Maybe if it was not done well, it might be possible to get some inheritance through the test.
But the Immortal True Dragon cruelly interrupted him: "Boy, for more than 100,000 years, no one has passed the test. Did you see this stone pillar? The murderous intent inside was left by those challengers!"