I looked back and saw the dragon head looking at me with a ferocious smile. The old man who had been speaking kindly just now was still the ancestor of my dragon clan, Qinglong. In the blink of an eye, he wanted to push me into the coffin and take away my life.

Fate, I wanted to resist, but found that in this realm of nothingness, I didn't have any strength at all.

"Why? Why do you do this?" I asked.

"Because only I can gather enough golden dragon blood to be reborn from this realm of nothingness. Your boy's blood is actually more than your father's. I heard that you also left a son, right? Wait until he

When I grow up, I will naturally end up with the same fate as you!" The dragon head said with a cruel smile.

When he laughed, there was an extremely powerful force pushing me into the coffin. I was unable to resist at all. Even as my body was pushed into the dragon-headed coffin, the dragon-headed coffin was about to close.

At that moment, a Tai Chi diagram suddenly emerged from my body. On the Tai Chi diagram, there was an old man riding a bull looking at the head of the blue dragon with a serious face.

"I, what are you going to do?! If it weren't for me, Qinglong, your three religions would have been destroyed long ago, how dare you stop me?!" the old man roared.

I didn't say anything. He took out a diamond ring and threw it at the dragon's head. The dragon's eyes on the green dragon's head were wide open. When the diamond ring hit the dragon's head, the dragon's head let out a scream, but the old man was still there.

He roared angrily: "I tell you, no one can stop me! No one can stop the return of my Qinglong!"

But after he called out, the dragon head disappeared into the void.

I turned my head and looked at me. I wanted to speak to him, but facing this legendary moral deity, I was so excited that I couldn't say a word.

I just looked at me, nodded finally, and disappeared into the Tai Chi diagram.

But at this time, I suddenly woke up, opened my eyes, and saw familiar faces one after another, including Jin Chiwu, Duanmu Youruo, Duanmu Lingxiu, and most importantly, Big Brother.

Only then did I realize that everything I had just experienced was just a dream. But after waking up from the dream, I felt extremely uncomfortable. I always felt that this dream was too real, and I always felt

, this dream seems to be foretelling something to me.

I struggled to get up. I was still very weak now. I smiled at them and said, "Okay, you don't have to look at me like this anymore. Am I awake? I'll be fine when I wake up."

Only then did I see, in the distance, two people wearing black robes sitting together. One of them was Aotian, the ancestor of physical training. He was really easy to identify because he had a layer of blood all over his body.

Death Qi, and the remaining one must be the gentleman from Tianyuan Medicine Store.

Seeing me waking up, the gentleman stood up, nodded to everyone, then turned around and left.

And it was only during my conversation with them that I found out what was going on. After I was attacked by the Buddha of the West, my whole body was on the verge of collapse, and my breath was completely gone. Everyone thought I was dead.

There is no doubt that I will die. It was this mysterious gentleman who took me away and stayed with me in this room for three days and three nights. It was today that the gentleman let them in and said that I would definitely wake up today.

I already knew about it.

After knowing this, I couldn't help but look at the direction that gentleman was walking, and I was in a daze for a while. After seeing it, I was sure that he was definitely not a fat man. A fat man does not have such a body shape, let alone such skills. The most important thing is

, even if the fat man can change his body shape, and even if his skills can reach the current level in a short period of time, he will never be able to hold his breath as calmly as this gentleman.

Then who could he be?

A mysterious person who can pull me back from the brink of death.

Why did you choose to help me?

Could it be said that he is a strong man from the Ninth Heaven? Does he belong to Heaven or the Three Religions?

At this time, I suddenly remembered who saved me in my dream. It was me riding a bull who appeared on the Tai Chi diagram and saved me when the ancestor Qinglong wanted to kill me.

And Jin Chiwu told me that for these three days and three nights, it was my husband who guarded me and pulled me back. From this connection, it can be inferred that this gentleman, if I guessed correctly, should be a member of the three religions.

A very strong person.

"Brother Jin, although your skill is only half of what it was back then, you still have the cultivation level of an Earth Immortal. Can you feel this person's cultivation level?" I asked.

Jin Chiwu shook his head and said: "The cultivation method of the Heavenly Court of the Nine Layers is not the same as that of the Tianyuan Continent, but it remains the same. I can feel that his cultivation is definitely higher than mine.

At least it’s the realm of heaven, or even higher.”

The realm of Celestial Immortal is the highest level of cultivation we know. There is no term that can describe it above Celestial Immortal, even in Tianyuan Continent.

I shook my head and said not to think about it. The help of a top expert is a good thing, but it may also be a bad thing. What's more, this gentleman has no real intention of helping me fight.

——My body recovered very quickly. After all, it is the golden dragon blood of the dragon clan. Because of that dream, I have been feeling uneasy in my heart for the past two days, because this golden dragon blood is very likely to be a curse, which is exactly what happened.

Because of this, I have been wanting to talk to that gentleman for the past two days. I must figure out this issue.

I can tolerate other people having plots against me, but I cannot accept that my ancestor wanted to exchange my life for his own.

The Qinglong Patriarch mentioned by Killing Immortal Sword is a respectable God of War, completely different from what I dreamed of.

Although I want to talk to that gentleman, whether he will meet me or not is one thing. What’s more important is that I also have many things to solve. The location we are currently in is the holy land of the Jin tribe. Before I passed out,

I saw that the Eighteen Arhats not only took away Murong Jiuding, but also a mysterious force took away the immortal demon king of the Frozen Plains. The Absolute Immortal Sword and the Immortal Killing Sword also returned to the Nine Heavens. The most important thing is that the five ancient tribes except the Jin tribe

The other four heads of clan seem to be showing signs of awakening.

Another thing is, what happened during the Warring States Period when the Savage Beast Clan, Beihai Monster Clan, Fengming City, and Qingmu City, plus the elites of the Jin Clan besieged Kaiyang City.

Regardless of whether it is a fluke or not, I have finally "defeated" Murong Jiuding this time. Unfortunately, Murong Jiuding is not dead and has completely joined the West. But as Murong Jiuding enters the West, there are many finishing things here.

They all need my care.

Jin Chiwu said to me: "Brother Ye, when the coalition forces attacked Kaiyang City, Murong Jiuding was not here, so many people from the Murong family also fled to the west. Although there are still people who are resisting, the people from the Murong family have gone.

Most of them, and the rest will fall sooner or later."

When he said this, Jin Chiwu looked at me and seemed a little hesitant. It seemed that things regarding the other four ancient tribes were not going smoothly.

"My four old friends, what should I say? After all, they just woke up from a deep sleep. It doesn't seem that easy to make them change their mentality at once." Jin Chiwu said.

"My identity as a dragon doesn't work either?" I laughed.

"No, brother Ye, you can't really blame them..." Jin Chiwu said.

I nodded, waved my hand and said: "Brother Jin, I understand what you said. This world itself is about strength, and the West may have troops coming to the border at any time. They will never put all their treasures on me. Be careful.

Some of them are worth it. What is the status of the four of them now? Are there any conditions?"

Jin Chiwu said in embarrassment: "Their state is similar to what I was in at that time. If they want to be reborn, they must rely on the essence of your Dao tree, but what they want is your Dao fruit."

After finishing speaking, Jin Chiwu said: "Of course, this is definitely impossible."

I looked at Jin Chiwu's troubled face and roughly guessed what he was thinking, because the other four tribes were too much, but they still need my help to be reborn. If I don't give them the essence of the Tao tree now

, they even have a hard time waking up.

"I can give them the essence of the Tao tree. They don't need to surrender to me for this. The relationship between us is ours, and you are yours." I said.

Jin Chiwu looked at me for a long time and sighed: "Thank you, Brother Ye."

My mind is running fast. It’s not that I’m being generous. This is a stop-gap measure. The West will definitely take action against the East soon, and now the East is completely vulnerable. It wants to deal with the next one.

In this tough battle, the pattern of the East must change, so the awakening of these four races is really imperative.

Although they have not surrendered to me, they have a common enemy, and there is nothing wrong with this.

"Needless to say, what happened in Fengming City, but what about Chaoge City and Fuyao City?" I asked.
Chapter completed!