Buried Dragon Hill, under the endless peaks of the mountains, there are endless tombs of real dragons hidden.
Time has passed, and this place has existed for countless thousands of years. The invisible past has revealed what kind of grand feast it was.
The seemingly invisible voice of the real dragon sings ancient legends and solemn epics.
How long is ten thousand years? I don’t know how many days and nights alternate.
In the glorious race, in the distant story, in the end, it is just a pile of loess. Accompanied by the years, it passed away over time and became a myth, only for future generations to recall.
The resting place of the ancient true dragon, which should have been solemn and peaceful, is now in a mess, and traces of destruction by warriors can be seen everywhere.
On the edge of the sky, a flash of red light flashed, and the king's aura filled the air, swinging and lingering, blowing the clouds in front of him away with the wind.
Occasionally, an eyeless monster roars at the red light, trying to peck away the man in white on the throne.
Before it even got close, there were thousands of purple lights, and the electric light flashed, turning into thousands of cold sword energy, directly shooting it full of holes.
With a flash of red light, the remaining body was directly smashed into a ball of blood mist and disappeared into the air.
The blood-colored red cloud, carrying the throne, pulled out a long flame tail in the sky that lingered for a long time. Seen from the ground, it is a long rainbow running through the sky, as fast as thunder and lightning.
call out!
The red light paused and stopped in front of a mountain peak. Xiao Chen stood up from the throne. The blue cloth strip above his head was not tied at this moment.
The king's aura permeates the whole body, and combined with the ancient emperor's blood flowing in the blood vessels, the whole person's aura is noble, distant and vast.
Staring at a cave entrance in the distance, Xiao Chen's eyes flashed and he whispered to himself: "That's the True Dragon's Cave that was exposed this time."
The True Dragon's Cave buried deep underground would not have been exposed if it weren't for the special phenomena of heaven and earth.
As long as it is not exposed, even if Emperor Wu comes here, he will not dare to easily open this place and find the true dragon's lair.
Aojiao once said that there was a Martial Emperor of the God Clan who disdained some ancient taboos in the Kunlun Realm.
Forcibly using energy that surpassed the power of heaven and earth, he lifted up the entire land and mountain peaks of this place, trying to find all the true dragon's lairs.
Loot all the true dragon's bones and the peerless treasures associated with the true dragon's lair.
With his actions, the mountain peaks were destroyed, the color of the sky and the earth changed, and all the true dragon's lairs in Burial Dragon Hill were exposed.
But before he could make any move, the Martial Emperor of the God Clan turned pale with fright and ran away in a panic. No one knew what terrifying thing he had seen.
After leaving the wilderness battlefield, just over three months ago, the Martial Emperor of the God Clan died mysteriously. Even the peerless God King of the God Clan didn't know what the cause of his death was.
As time went by, the Burial Longgang peak and the destroyed terrain were restored to their original state under the influence of mysterious power, and no emperor dared to touch the Burial Longgang rashly.
Xiao Chen heard this rumor from Aojiao and was very surprised. He wanted to know what the God Emperor who overthrew the Burial Dragon Hill actually saw.
What was the reason why he died mysteriously? How could Emperor Wu die in such a strange way.
Burying Longgang is far from being as simple as it seems.
The wandering thoughts were slowly recovered, red light flashed, Xiao Chen put the bloody throne between his eyebrows, took out a blue cloth and tied it in front of his forehead.
The aura of the king was all restrained, the blood circulated in a circle, the bloodline of the ancient emperor was quietly hidden, and the whole aura returned to ordinary, no different from a passerby.
Stepping on the green dragon's shadow, Xiao Chen galloped down. Between the ups and downs, he arrived at the entrance of the True Dragon's Cave in an instant, and then flew in without hesitation.
I had seen the internal environment of the True Dragon's Cave on the wild map before. Xiao Chen walked all the way, facing the intricate caves and roads without stopping at all.
On the way, I met many warriors who did not dare to go too deep and could only try their luck on the outside.
Xiao Chen was like the wind, passing by these people. When they turned around to look, Xiao Chen was gone, which aroused everyone's surprise.
"Another fierce man has arrived. It looks like this Dragon's Lair will definitely not be peaceful."
"Yes, the seven giants are gathered here, and many casual cultivators at the top of the evil cultivator list are also here to join in the fun."
"Not only that, I heard that some casual cultivators from the demon race also came and robbed many of the treasures of our human warriors."
Most of the sect disciples on the periphery were only at the early stage of a high-grade Martial Emperor. They only dared to wander here because they were afraid of encountering danger.
I hope that good luck will come, and maybe I can catch some treasures that can only be found in the Dragon's Lair.
Facing the warriors who have the courage to break into the inner dragon's lair, there is a look of envy in their eyes. Everyone knows that only in the depths can real treasures be obtained.
Even if you are lucky enough to make small fuss on the periphery, you will not get any big gains.
"Senior brother, why don't we try our luck? Maybe we can get some bargains." A young disciple couldn't help but said to the senior brother next to him when he saw someone else going deep.
The slightly older senior brother sneered: "You can go alone, I don't want to die yet. If you don't reach the realm of the high-grade Martial Queen, you will definitely die if you go there."
"Not to mention the strange beasts that already exist in the dragon's lair. If you get the treasure, you won't be able to hold on to it if others snatch it."
When the young disciple heard this, the fiery gaze in his eyes slowly extinguished. Indeed, no matter how good the treasure is, it will be useless if you don’t have the life to enjoy it.
Walking quickly without touching the ground, Xiao Chen finally arrived in front of the fiery molten lava where the Seven Giants and others were previously blocked.
The Seven Giants and others have long since disappeared. They must have passed through this piece of lava and gone deeper, or they may have reached the place where the true dragon's bones are buried.
But there were also some warriors with fierce eyes and menacing aura, who looked like casual cultivators. They stayed here, looking at the endless lava land in front of them, frowning slightly.
"Quack, finally, another person who is desperate for his life has arrived. Dear friends, I will take the first step."
One of the old men in gray robes glanced over Xiao Chen as soon as he stopped, as if he had found his favorite prey, his eyes brightened.
With a sinister smile, the gray-robed old man rose into the air and rushed directly towards Xiao Chen, "Boy, don't blame me for being ruthless, just be my stepping stone."
The remaining old men all had a look of joy and regret in their eyes, secretly hating that they were too slow in taking action and were robbed of the opportunity.
"The cultivation level at the peak of the high-grade Martial Queen's period is slightly inferior to that of Ximen Bao."
With one glance, Xiao Chen could clearly see this person's strength, and he couldn't help but sneer in his heart. With such strength, you dare to attack him, you really don't know how to live or die.
The figure of the old man in gray robe flashed, and he came to Xiao Chen in the blink of an eye. Seeing that Xiao Chen only had the cultivation level of a middle-grade Martial Emperor, he didn't take him seriously at all.
The real energy surged in the palm, and the five fingers were bent into claws, bringing up a real trembling wind, and clawed towards Xiao Chen's head, hoping to kill Xiao Chen with one blow.
The five fingers had a cold light and looked extremely hard. It could be seen that the old man had done a lot of research on claw attacks.
With these claws alone, it can easily defeat the warrior's weapon.
An ordinary middle-grade Martial King would have to face the interference of evil energy under such a fast and cruel claw. He would be afraid that five more finger holes would appear on his head immediately and he would be killed on the spot.
It's a pity that he met Xiao Chen. Even if he was a semi-saint here, he would suffer a big loss if he regarded Xiao Chen as an ordinary middle-grade Martial Emperor.
What's more, he was a casual cultivator who was only at the peak of the High-grade Martial Queen Stage, and his terrifying evil aura had no effect on Xiao Chen.
Xiao Chen looked calm. Just when his claws were about to touch his head, the blood flowing in his veins quickly activated the kingly aura of the ancient emperor.
The clothes were dancing in the wind, and powerful auras of distant, heavy, solemn, and noble were suddenly erupting from Xiao Chen's body like a mountain torrent.
At such a close distance, the old man in gray robe faced the already huge emperor's energy in Xiao Chen's body.
The space froze, and a mountain seemed to appear on the shoulders of the old man in gray robe, and his movements were uncontrollable.
With murderous intent in his eyes, Xiao Chen caught the opponent's moment of pause and struck like lightning. The five fingers of his right hand were clenched into a fist. When the strong wind suddenly rose, the fist hit the gray-robed old man in the head.
boom!
The terrifying force of two million kilograms exploded out of thin air like thunder. With a burst of blood, the gray-robed old man's head disappeared and turned into a headless corpse.
His claws with cold light also hung down feebly, and there would never be a chance to touch Xiao Chen.
With a look of disgust flashing in his eyes, Xiao Chen raised his foot and kicked the headless corpse away, slowly falling towards the steaming red lava.
A group of casual cultivators looked at each other in disbelief, their mouths wide open, and their eyes completely filled with disbelief.