The green pheasant looked at the words on the stone tablet, and his whole body trembled. What he was certain was that when he left, he didn't write down such words, and some of these corpses died not long ago, and some only rotted a little, which all showed. They are over the past six months.
There are also the prohibition of this great mountain protection formation. Ordinary people can't activate them at all. There are two ways to activate them. One is indispensable. The first is the people of the dragon family, who needs Long Yuan to be the front line. Second, it is convenient. It's... a person from the true realm of Jiuli.
Have the immortals of the Jiuli real world returned to the mountain? The green pheasant almost screamed with excitement, because when he was the only one left in the entire Dragon Realm, he went out to find him. However, after searching for many years, I only met Mo Fanchen, who had no fighting spirit. Others, alone. It's all gone.
He originally thought that after more than five thousand years, the immortals outside the Jiuli real world were only two of them. However, one day he suddenly discovered that there was still a third immortal.
Green Pheasant and Mo Fanchen looked at each other, the excitement in them was beyond words, who was it, who was it, old friend or stranger
The two raised their heads excitedly, and their tears immediately moistened, because at the top of the mountain, there was a big flag fluttering in the wind. A silver pattern was drawn on the more than ten feet of the big flag. It was a pair of wings with a pair of wings running through the middle. A sharp long sword, with nine cloud patterns flying around it.
That is, the banner of the Jiuli real world!
The green pheasant couldn’t wait any longer, swallowed, and touched one hand on that level of restriction. He could unlock this level of restriction, but when it only ran the fairy power, suddenly, on the top of the mountain, a dragon appeared. The roar suddenly sounded, causing everyone at the foot of the mountain and the surrounding people to change slightly, and they all went out to watch.
Eight months ago, there was a murderous man who came here from the real world of Jiuli. He established his prestige and killed a lot of unopened people. I just don’t know who will go after so long. Challenge the owner of this place.
The roar of the dragon sounded, and under the eyes of the three of them, a white dragon swooped down, and the huge body instantly fell into the midair within the forbidden area, and the eyes of the dragon stared at the three closely.
"It seems that you still don't have a long memory!" The huge dragon's mouth began to spit out human words, a huge momentum, and it also increased rapidly, ready to launch a fierce attack at any time.
This is a five-clawed true dragon whose cultivation has reached the initial stage of the fairy king. Like the demon Yuekong at the time, it was only one class away from the fairy king.
It could be seen that he didn't know Qing Pheasant and Mo Fanchen, and Su Yan couldn't recognize it even more.
Those who did not recognize together were Qing Pheasant and Mo Fanchen. However, their original excitement was even greater. People could not recognize it. However, the breath of old people belonging to the Jiuli real world was strong and terrifying. This white dragon came out of the Jiuli real world recently.
Only Su Yan, looking at this white dragon and this voice, is very familiar, and I always feel that I have heard it somewhere before.
Facing the threat of this white dragon, many people of all stripes coming out of the cave were peeping. The green pheasant did not expect that he was really from his own dragon clan.
Like Su Yan, he definitely came out of the ancient way, because the breath of his hometown is too strong and has not completely dissipated, but to get out of the real world, there is only the ancient way.
"You, who are you?" Green Pheasant asked with a trembling voice.
The eyes of the white dragon suddenly burst into a cold light, and apart from anything else, the dragon scales all over the body shook rapidly. In an instant, countless cold blades were formed around the white dragon, and the temperature of the world was also abrupt. Reduced a lot.
"Get out, or become one of them!" Bai Long said coldly, Su Yan glanced at the corpses hanging outside and swallowed.
The green pheasant looked at the ice, but showed interest: "Long Yuangong? The cultivation is not bad. You can summon thousands of cold energy from the cold spring of Long Tomb. The next thing that should be displayed is the Black Dragon Xiaotian Seal and the Sharp Spiral Wave. They are the closest match to the Long Yuan Gong, and the blessing power is also the highest. If you are not enough, you can’t use the Sharp Spiral Wave, but the Heilong Xiaotian Printing is a bit difficult, because you are injured and Long Yuan has suffered a serious loss."
In the air inside the restraint, the face of Bailong who was about to launch an attack was terrified, because everything the person in front of him said was not the slightest difference. Not only did he know the bloodline technique in his own clan, he also explained everything that followed. .
"You, who are you? How do you know the secrets of my dragon clan?" Bai Long is really like a big enemy this time. In the battle, what he fears most is knowing himself and his opponent. People are so clear about himself, but he even recognizes the other party. do not know.
In addition, he was indeed injured. He was seriously injured. He is only on the surface. Otherwise, he would have broken through this level of restriction. This level of restriction is their last guarantee. There is another person on it, no matter what. Make sure that she can't have an accident.
"Haha, little guy, you don't even know me, where did you risk..."
"Oh, after two months, this little white dragon's injury hasn't healed yet, and the energy of this large formation must be almost exhausted." At this moment, a joking voice sounded from behind the three of them. Su Yan turned his head and saw a bald-headed man approaching, carrying a big ring knife on his shoulder, with green eyebrows and vertical eyes, and disgusting snakes tattooed across his head.
This is the descendant of the sacred beast Baqi Orochi, a monster that not only transforms into form, but also reaches the mid-level of Xianjun.
Looking at the white dragon in the restriction, he licked his lips. The dragon blood must be delicious, and it would bring him one step closer to returning to the ancestral bloodline.
In addition to him, there was also a one-eyed old man who was leaning on a cane, his hair was sparse, and only a few teeth were missing, he smiled.
This turned out to be a person of the fairy monarch level, or a master of poison, and I don't know which criminal is wanted in the real world.
Next to him, there was a thin man with a pale face, shaking a folding fan, with a look of kidney deficiency, but no one thought to look down on this flower-picking thief, because he was also a fairy.
"Little Bailong, give me that little lady, I will quit right away, what?" The flower-picking robber blinked a pair of Xinghua eyes and smiled lightly.
Looking at these three people, the white dragon within the restriction retreated, his teeth rattled, and instead he collected the ice around him. He needed to save his strength and killed the last of the many occupying dragon domains. From the native land, these three suddenly appeared, causing him to be seriously injured, and as a last resort, he exhausted Long Yuan, opened the big formation, and barely managed to survive.
Now that he and that man have been watched by many outsiders, it is very difficult to escape, and this big formation will dissipate if it lasts for at most two months. When the time comes, where should they go.
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