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The first thousand four hundred and ninety-nine chapters

"Um?"

The two chaotic dragons noticed the traces before Su Ping tearing the void and disappearing. They were very familiar with the aura emitted from it. It was the Dragon Prison!

However, only their clan can open the Dragon Prison. Unless they receive the bloodline warrant granted by their clan, they cannot get in or out at all. How did Su Ping do it?

"How dare you trespass into the Dragon Prison. This guy from the Primitive Chaos Clan is too arrogant!"

"Hmph, the Dragon Prison is not as simple as he imagined. Even the Immortal Realm is required to be imprisoned. For the sake of a few subordinates who are in the Daoshishi, they actually sacrificed their lives. I wonder if he should be said to be of great importance to friendship or too arrogant!"

The consciousness clones of the two Chaos Dragons immediately condensed in the Dragon Prison. Since Su Ping took the initiative to break into the Dragon Prison, he detained them together and asked how Su Ping entered the Dragon Prison and where did this warrant come from.

"Two..."

When Caiyu Feige saw Su Ping disappear, she didn't know where she went, but she knew that the Yuanlong clan would not let Su Ping go easily. Thinking about talking to the Primitive Chaos Clan along the way, she finally felt a little reluctant and said, "The Primitive Chaos Clan has made contributions to resisting the Heavenly Clan and has bought time for my Chaos Clan. Can you make a fuss?"

“We will handle it.”

A Chaos Dragon said coldly: "If it weren't for the primitive Chaos Clan, he wouldn't have thought of leaving here all over today!"

The ancestor gods of the other Hunyu tribes sighed secretly, knowing that it would be useless to persuade them more. Only when the ancestor wizard returns and begs the ancestor wizard to come forward can they help Su Ping.

"Don't affect the relationship between you and me because of an rude guy. Please come in." The other Chaos Dragon said, inviting the Hunyu tribe in.

Although they were angry with Su Ping's rudeness, in the final analysis, the ancestral witch of the primitive Chaos clan had already fallen, and only Su Ping was left, and it was not a good place to be a climax.

The Hunyu tribe is different. The Hunyu ancestor witches are all tough characters among the 12 ancestor witches. In addition, in the current situation, they must learn to unite, otherwise they will gradually follow the footsteps of the primitive Chaos clan.

...

at the same time.

In the Dragon Prison.

The red sky is burning everywhere, but some adjacent places are ice and snow, and the cold and frozen Taoist realm freezes all things, and light and time and space are stagnant.

You can see a dragon ice sculpture inside. The whole body of these dragon ice sculptures is solidified, but their soul consciousness is not affected. They are always suffering from the pain and torture of extreme cold and freezing. Life is worse than death.

On the blazing black earth, there are magma fountains everywhere, with giant dragons soaked in them, chains tied to their bodies and struggling in them. Most of these giant dragons are ice-attributed dragon beasts that are not resistant to heat. At this moment, they are thrown into a completely opposite environment, and they are extremely painful. Maybe they will gradually adapt after a long time, but this process is severe and painful.

"Is this the Dragon Prison..."

What Su Ping saw was all the figures of giant dragons, and they were punished here.

But the environment here had little impact on him. He glanced at him and saw the figures of the Purgatory Candle Dragon Beasts fighting the chains shot out from inside in front of a dragon pit in the distance.

Just a brief moment of teleportation, they have deviated thousands of miles from the teleportation anchor.

Su Ping had long noticed that the time and space here were confused, and there was no meaning in time and space here. In one second outside, maybe after several months inside, walking forward one step, you might step into the folded space and appear thousands of miles away.

Whoosh!

Su Ping's figure shook and appeared in front of the Purgatory Candle Dragon Beasts and the others. He waved a flame blade and cut off the chains in the dragon pit.

This chain is condensed by the Great Dao, and it is difficult for the Tao to cause harm to it.

A chaotic look appeared in Su Ping's eyes, and he saw through the illusion. The Dragon Prison in front of him showed it to his eyes in the most primitive appearance of the Great Dao. Soon, Su Ping saw the full picture of the Dragon Prison.

What shocked Su Ping was that this dragon prison had tens of millions of layers, imprisoning countless lives. In addition to the dragon clan, there were gods and demons from other races!

The space structure inside is infinite, not inferior to a large universe at all!

At their feet, there is a deeper universe, which is also located at the core of the Dragon Prison. The aura of the Great Dao is the most intense. With Su Ping's ability, he can only see a blurry scene, but there are several auras of the Immortal Realm, which is particularly conspicuous.

"Even the Immortal Realm is imprisoned here. Is this the domineering aura of the Chaos Ancestral Witch Clan?"

The Immortal Realm is a top-notch existence in any cultivation world, but it is a prisoner here.

Boom!

Just as Su Ping looked at him, a trace suddenly cracked above his head, and a huge figure like a dark cloud emerged, which was a chaotic dragon.

But these are not the two chaotic dragons outside. The purple-gray scales are covered with a rich chaotic aura. The dragon horns above the head are winding like tentacles, and there is a thick flesh membrane connection between the dragon horns, which looks hideous and terrifying.

It looked down at Su Ping, with dark golden eyes cold and ice-sen, and said, "The primitive Chaos Clan, who has trespassed into our clan's Dragon Prison, will be punished here for ten thousand Ancestral Dragon Chronicles, and can spare his life!"

"Zulongji?"

"One Ancestral Dragon Chronicle is equivalent to a slept and revival of the Ancestral Dragon, which is equivalent to your thousand years!" The system answered Su Ping, but his voice was extremely calm.

This calm voice actually gave Su Ping a little more confidence.

When Su Ping saw the full picture of the Dragon Prison, he knew that the Dragon Prison must have been constructed by the original dragon ancestor, and this is definitely not something that can be done in the Immortal Realm.

And being here, the system is still not panicked, which means that even if it is attacked by the original dragon ancestor witch, the system has a way to let Su Ping leave safely, at least, return to the store.

Since that was the case, Su Ping had no worries and said to the Chaos Dragon in front of him: "You are judging me as if you were chanting the crime. Your dragon clan imprisoned my partner without authorization and violated my rules. I haven't settled this account with you yet!"

"Hmph, noisy!"

The Chaos Dragon snorted coldly, without saying nonsense to Su Ping. After reciting Su Ping's charge, his body emitted dragon power, and a blood order full of Taoist rhyme appeared, spinning in the void, emitting indescribable majesty.

Immediately afterwards, the dragon jail around trembled and changed.

Su Ping suddenly saw that the vague space under him became clear and took the initiative to surround him.

"roar!!"

The Purgatory Candle Dragon Beast and others noticed that Su Ping was in danger and immediately roared towards the Chaos Dragon and the blood talisman that emitted infinite power. Their scales were cracking. Under the severe pressure of the dragon clan's bloodline, they had exhausted their strength to be able to stand in front of the Chaos Dragon. At this moment, they took the initiative to rush towards the other party. Although their will was done, their bodies began to disintegrate!

Every cell, flesh and blood, in their bodies, was afraid of this pressure and was deconstructed without their control.

Especially the shock brought by the blood talisman is deeper, which is the fear that comes from the deepest part of their bloodline, transcending everything.

While rushing to the scene, their flesh and blood fell off and disintegrated. This scene was heroic and tragic. Although they would not die, Su Ping's eyes were still red.

"Ahhhhhhhh!"

Su Ping roared and rushed out desperately, irritating the giant sword that turned into blood and energy in his body, and slashed at the spiraling and blazing blood talisman in the void in anger.

With a bang, the giant sword shattered, and an illusory dragon shape appeared on the blood talisman. Only the eyes were extremely real, as if they were visible, staring at Su Ping.

All Su Ping's anger, blood, and sadness frozen at this moment.

It is like a kind of extremely cold will, instantly covering it, frozen.

Su Ping's senses were deprived, and his whole body seemed to be pulled away from another time and space, falling into the silent and silent darkness, and continued to fall. When his senses recovered again, he saw that he had fallen into the vague dragon prison, and this level of detainees had several breaths of immortal realm.

Su Ping's senses became clearer and clearer. In front of him was an almost dark world. Occasionally, dark red marks could be seen. In this looming perception, there were blurred black shadows fixed in the void, as if they were nailed into it.

"break!"

Su Ping roared, and his whole body of energy and blood condensed into a sword, detonating the immortal universe, and slashed out with a loud sword.

But the power of this sword sinks into the sea. Su Ping roars and waves his sword again and slashes his sword again. He slashes dozens of swords in succession. His mind is already tired. Although the immortal universe can reunite countless times, it is difficult to recover from the overdrawing of his mind.

"Haha, it's useless. Even I can't break the Dragon Prison. This is the universe constructed by the old man Yuanlong himself. In other words, it is his own universe. Tens of millions of universes are united. Each universe can instantly mobilize the power of hundreds of immortal universes, which is equivalent to instantly destroying the hundred-layer universe. Except for the ancestor witch, it is impossible to do..."

A loud voice came over, and a figure on the left was emitted by an immortal realm figure.
Chapter completed!
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