Zhang Chi originally thought that the clown had been killed, but now he found that the little guy was safe and sound, and he was instantly excited like a child. He laughed and took out a star god fruit in front of the clown's eyes.
Xinxiang suddenly circulated in the forest, and Xingmang was surrounded by the star god, like the most beautiful artwork carved, and the power of the stars continued to flow.
"Well ..."
The clown hugged in his arms, and he took a bite, and the big eyes like black gemstone were almost narrowed into crescent -shaped, full of intoxication.
The moment when the young dragon saw the moment when the star god fruit was seen, he unconsciously revealed the envy. Although these little guys may be strong in the future, they are still very immature at this moment.
The ancestor dragon in the distance was like humans, and he cough softly. All the dragons retreated like a tide and returned to the old dragon.
Zhang Chi was hesitant, and then walked forward holding a clown, facing the puzzled old dragon full of doubts.
What about the mountain?
There was a holy realm under the Holy Mountain of the Dragon. Later, he absorbed the energy in the holy realm. It was almost not destroyed by the old dragon ancestor of the dragon tribe in the holy realm.
In the end, the clown and Xiao Hei appeared, Zhang Chi did not die, and became the blood dragon king of the dragon.
However, after the dragon tribe was more fickle than humans. After Zhang Chi became the public enemy of the whole continent, the dragon's attitude towards him became more and more unclear, and there was still a murderous intention to the clown. This is a great era that does not exist.
Then when he came to the Holy Mountain again, the scenery here was completely different. For example, the gods were generally beautiful, and there were temple pavilions everywhere, and Long Zu began to make a relaxation layout and began to use Zhang Chi.
And this time he came here again. Although the time is not long, the scene here has changed again, as if it has passed the ancient desolation. Everything here has Canghai Sangtian.
However, it is certain that this ancestor dragon is by no means the powerful dragon ancestor of the dragon tribe, and a more old -fashioned existence.
However, Zhang Chi is not worried, because the clown seems to be loved by the ancestor, otherwise how could he sleep on its head?
"I have seen the predecessors of the Dragon!" Zhang Chi respectfully saluting.
Sure enough, the old ancestor dragon nodded silently, and the turbid eyes flashed with two to weak lights, staring at the relaxed chest.
This surprised Zhang Chi. It was where the ancestor was where the ancestors were. It could feel it? This was a bit unusual. You must know that half of the gods can not be aware of the existence of the stone people, but only know that Zhang Chi's body is abnormal.
"Why do people from other worlds say that the mainland is illusory?" Zhang Chi felt the extraordinary ancestor of the ancestral dragon, and asked the questions in his heart.
Zulong's complexion was stagnant, and for a long time, "Maybe the mainland will eventually be shattered! But where do they know, how will the sinking will only have one mainland."
Nympho
Zhang Chi stayed here for a whole night. He asked a lot of questions, and Zulong just answered a limited.
Although Zhang Chi did not get the answer in his heart, he learned that some of the deep unknown secrets in the mainland, but he felt more and more that the mainland would have happened in the future.
At the same time, Zhang Chi also knew one thing, that is, the other place where the Dragon Dragon Land is not only this, but the different spaces that exist in one place.
This time, Zhang Qian walked here, and it was a mistake to enter this dragon domain space, and the clown happened to be in this space.
The old ancestor dragon is the master of this dragon domain space, and the existence of another dragon domain space is the dragon ancestor in the dragon domain, which is where Xiaohei is located.
"Zhang Chi, a continent that was renamed in ancient times was opened. It was called the Shenzhou mainland. It was connected to the Tiansu mainland.
However, in ancient times, the ancient and mysterious continent was higher than the Tianjiu continent. The practice method there was different from the Tianjiu continent.
Then, then
This time, the two plane channels are opened, and I am afraid it will attract another catastrophe. The practitioners of the two planes may have a dragon fighting tiger. Among them, there is a different world.
Speaking of which, the mainland of Shenzhou is the ancestor of the Tianju Mainland. It is the root of the Tianjiu continent. It was just the battle of the ancient gods and magic.
Now that you do n’t die, it ’s unclear that your soul is no longer complete, and a large part of it has been sealed in the stone statue of the sky.
Therefore, in the Tianju Mainland, you have not made much sense. According to me, you might as well go to the mainland to experience it. Maybe there will be gains.
At the same time, bring all the young masters who can bring past. By the way, help me save someone, and other semi -gods in the mainland may have passed, then you will go here to find them ... "
After the ancestor dragon said here, he rumored to Zhang Chi, and Zhang Chi couldn't help nodding ...
"Okay, now I will take you to the Shenzhou mainland to take a look, and then pick you up again. You can do it in your heart ..."
After the ancestral dragon said here, the light flashed in the eyes, and Zhang Chi disappeared in the place. After three days, the space moved slightly, and Zhang Chi looked back in front of the ancestor dragon.
good.
"Now, you devoured the soul of a young man in that continent. With his memory, I think you will not be unfamiliar with that continent. This is your best opportunity to experience ..."
Zhang Chi nodded in shock.
In the end, the ancestor dragon sighed: "When you meet the little black dragon, let him stay away from the dragon ancestor in the dragon valley, I don't like that guy ..." The ancestor dragon said, and the crystal clear ancestor dragon said.
The corner was given to Zhang Chi.
Little Black Dragon is also worthy of the attention of the ancestor dragon, which surprised Zhang Chi a little.
It seemed to see his doubts, and Zulong said to himself: "The stubborn little guy was born."
In the end, Zulong slowly revealed the skinny claw arms, pushed it gently, and opened a space channel, directly carrying thirty young dragons and openness at the foot of the mountain.
"Let's go." At the foot of the mountain, Zulong stopped.
The clown seems to be a little nostalgic. I ran to Zulong a few times before, and then divided the spirituality on Zhang Chi to the two little dragons and those ordinary dragons.
I'm sorry, I just accepted it when Zu Long nodded.
When leaving with the clowns, there was no barbarians blocked, and there was no difficulty in the ancient beasts.
The vast and vast, vast and boundless, endless primitive forests are lush and far -reaching, full of floods everywhere, regardless of flowers like brilliant and lonely and deserted.
After crossing the primitive veins and flying countless virgin forests, Zhang Chi finally came to the desert city in the evening.
This towering towering city does not know how many years have been standing, and the vicissitudes of the ancient atmosphere rushed forward.
When I came here again, Zhang Chi was so emotional. So many things happened here, and the memory was still fresh.
After walking into the city, he didn't want to stay more. He just wanted to pass through the city and be a passerby. He didn't know if there was a chance to come here again.
After walking through the crowded square, walking into the wide streets, and feeling the fusion of the two different atmosphere of ancient and modern at this, Zhang Chi suddenly saw the familiar figure, that was -Ximen blowing snow.
In the setting sun, Ximen Blowing Snow and a gentle woman with a mother -in -law who was full of motherhood walked side by side. Their shadows were dragged long by the afterglow of the sunset, and there was a small figure in front of them.
This should be a family of three walking in the sunset. This is a warm picture. Zhang Chi can't bear to disturb.
Ximen Blowing Snow has already married his wife and having a child! There was such a thing that happened to the man who lived with a sword.
It seems that there is some sense, although the flowing flow of the bustling people is far away, Ximen Blowing Snow still has Huo's head, and the moment he sees the relaxed moment, he has a short look, and then two eye -catching.
Blood light.
"Are you still alive? God is still eye -catching!" He still said like a golden words in the past. After a long time, he said such a sentence.
And the woman next to him also turned his body, which made Zhang Chi's expression suddenly stagnant. That was ... Arou, Biluzhu's sister, the beautiful West Xinjie, and the beautiful face.
The charm.
Zhang Chi laughed and walked away: "I haven't seen it in four years, it seems that a lot of stories have happened."
Ximen blown snow. Although it still doesn't talk much, it is no longer as indifferent as in the past, especially when I look at my wives and children, there is a warmth.
When I met the old man in such a sudden, Arou was a little shy at the beginning. But soon calm down. Obviously, it can be seen that she is now a happy little woman.
The two -year -old girl who was stagnant behind was beautiful like a delicate porcelain, blinked with big eyes, looking up at Zhang Chi, milk and milk called: "Uncle ... Uncle ..."
"What is your name?" Zhang Chi squatted down.
"My name is leaf ... Ximen is leaf ... the brightest leaf." Although it was still very unfavorable to speak, but I did not recognize it at all. I waved her delicate little hand and touched Zhang Chi's cheek.
A soft color flashed in the eyes of Ximen's snow, holding one hand of her daughter, fearing that she would fall, and Arou squatted down but was carried behind her.
Looking at this warm family of three, Zhang Chi was quite emotional. At that time, the indifferent man who swept the desertless sword that year turned into such a good man, and the change was too big.
"Uncle ... Uncle hugs ..." The pink carved jade smiled happily, stretched out his little hand, and interrupted Zhang Chi's short -term loss.