The six holy kings all submitted to Ling Xiao.
Even Long Xiaoxiao, who was full of confidence in Ling Xiao, opened her eyes wide and looked very cute.
"Brother Lingxiao is so awesome!"
Long Xiaoxiao's eyes were full of admiration.
"Long Xiaoxiao, he is my cousin. When my cultivation level improves, I will be more powerful than my cousin. Do you believe it?"
Long Aotian shamelessly approached Long Xiaoxiao and said with a chuckle.
"I don't believe it! You are only at the level of a 4th-turn half-saint, not even as high as mine. How dare you compare yourself with Brother Ling Xiao? You are just bragging!"
Long Xiaoxiao glanced at Long Aotian sideways and laughed.
Long Aotian suddenly felt a pain in his heart, as if ten thousand sword energies were piercing his heart, and he felt very hurt.
Long Xiaoxiao has already reached the peak of the Ninth Turn Semi-Saint. In terms of cultivation, Long Aotian is indeed not as good as Long Xiaoxiao. He feels very shocked.
“Hehe… Just wait, I am the descendant of Ao Sheng Long Jun. It will be very easy for me to surpass you! In a few years, I, Long Aotian, will be able to attain sainthood!”
Long Xiaoxiao still underestimated Long Aotian's shamelessness. Long Aotian rolled his eyes and immediately put it behind his mind, smiling confidently.
"Let's go! Since Senior Gu said that he will not leave Zhenlongyuan until it is empty, then we will empty Zhenlongyuan today!"
Ling Xiao smiled faintly, with a sharp edge in his eyes.
"Clear the Dragon Suppression Abyss!"
Long Xiaoxiao and Long Aotian's eyes lit up, both feeling that Ling Xiao's words were too domineering. The prison that had been in place for billions of years for the dragon clan would be completely emptied today because of them.
What a glorious thing this is
Boom!
As the Heavenly Might as Prison Monument opened the void channel again, Ling Xiao took Long Aotian and Long Aotian out of the eighth level of space and swept towards the other spaces of Zhenlongyuan.
In Zhenlongyuan, countless powerful monsters from the demon clan, the monster clan, and even the human race have been imprisoned for billions of years. They are all ferocious and unruly, and even their hands are stained with the blood of countless lives.
There were hundreds of saints alone who were imprisoned, and there were tens of thousands of other powerful people below the saint level, which were too numerous to count.
Ling Xiao's methods are very simple and crude. Those who surrender can live, while those who resist will die.
Before long, most people in Zhenlongyuan chose to surrender and became slaves of Long Aotian and Long Xiaoxiao. The very few who dared to resist were directly wiped out by Ling Xiao.
Finally, Ling Xiao, Long Aotian and Long Xiaoxiao returned to the ninth level space.
"Senior Gu, everyone in Zhenlongyuan has surrendered. We can take everyone away from Zhenlongyuan at any time! It's time for you to leave!"
Ling Xiao smiled at Gu Daoyi.
"Okay! It's time to go out and take a look! Ling Xiao, you are blessed with the destiny of heaven. As the chosen son of heaven, your future path will surely be extremely difficult. Even the great emperors of the heavens and myriad worlds will find it difficult to tolerate you! I hope you can move forward courageously!"
Gu Dao nodded and finally his eyes fell on Ling Xiao and he looked at him deeply.
For some reason, Gu Daoyi found that he could not see through Ling Xiao at all. This "chosen son of heaven" as described by Long Xiaoxiao, a man with the destiny of heaven, had countless possibilities.
But Gu Daoyi could still see some possibilities in the future and couldn't help but remind Ling Xiao.
"Thank you for the reminder, Senior Gu. I'll make a note of it!"
Ling Xiao smiled slightly.
Ling Xiao knew that it must be Long Xiaoxiao who told Gu Daoyi about his affairs. Ling Xiao was well aware of the dangers he would face in the future, so he was constantly accumulating strength to deal with various crises in the future.
Not only must he be strong himself, but he must also have the support of a powerful force so that Ling Xiao will not be alone in the future.
"As long as you understand!"
Gu Dao nodded.
"Grandpa Gu, I'm ready!"
Long Aotian smiled at Gu Dao.
Gu Daoyi has already told him how to use the Chaos Ancestral Dragon Sutra to open the Ten Thousand Dragons Paying Homage Formation, and Long Aotian also fully understood it. Now is the best opportunity to open the Zhenlong Abyss.
"Then let's get started!"
Gu Daoyi said slowly.
Boom!
A blazing divine light emanated from Long Aotian's body, and an ancient and mysterious wave burst out. He practiced the Chaos Ancestral Dragon Sutra, and a vast dragon's might emanated from his body. Colorful divine clouds gushed out, illuminating the ninth level of space.
Obscure syllables uttered from Long Aotian's mouth. It was the dragon language passed down by the ancient ancestor dragon, which contained the power of the laws of heaven. Reciting the Chaos Ancestral Dragon Sutra in dragon language could allow Long Aotian to resonate with the laws of heaven and unleash a strange power.
Snap!
Lightning rose in the void, and runes emerged from Long Aotian's body.
Faintly, Ling Xiao felt an ancient and mysterious formation shrouding Zhenlongyuan, containing vast imperial power that seemed able to destroy everything.
That terrifying supreme imperial power was the force accumulated by the Ten Thousand Dragons Paying Homage to the Emperor Formation over hundreds of millions of years. Ling Xiao could feel that even if he had the supreme imperial weapon, he would not be able to break this supreme imperial formation.
Only the Chaos Ancestral Dragon Sutra and the Ten Thousand Dragons Paying Homage to the Lord Formation are of the same origin, and only then can a passage be opened within the formation.
In the end, the void in all directions was shaking violently, blazing divine light gushed out, and there was chaos all around. It seemed as if thousands of divine dragons were floating in the endless chaos, and at the same time, they were infused with unparalleled divine power and attacked Long Aotian.
boom!
In the void in front of Long Aotian, endless runes gathered together, shrouded by nine-colored divine clouds, and a mysterious passage appeared.
Ling Xiao could even feel the breath of the vast and majestic ocean and the essence of water outside the passage.
"The passage to Zhenlongyuan has been opened, let's go!"
Long Aotian opened his eyes, a look of great excitement appeared in his eyes, and he was the first to walk into the passage.
"I'll go ahead!"
Ling Xiao grabbed Long Aotian, protected him and Long Xiaoxiao behind him, and then walked into the passage.
"It's time to leave!"
Gu Daoyi was walking at the end. His expression had always been extremely calm and peaceful, but when he saw the passage to Zhenlongyuan was opened, a complex look appeared in his eyes. Finally, he glanced at the ninth level of Zhenlongyuan, the place where he had stayed for 90 million years, and then stepped into the passage.
Boom!
The blazing light flickered, and soon Ling Xiao felt the majestic and vast aura of the East China Sea. Endless essence of water enveloped his body, which was the pure energy that had accumulated on the seabed for billions of years.
They left Zhenlongyuan!
boom!
But at this moment, Ling Xiao felt a hot and vast fist piercing through the heavy sea water, like a bright sun, emitting endless holy pressure, suppressing him.
"You've only discovered it now? It's too late!"
There was a gleam of light in Ling Xiao's eyes, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then he threw a punch!
(End of this chapter)