This candle dragon is very strong. It is a powerful holy king. When its energy and blood surge, it is like a volcano erupting, and the billowing heat waves can be felt thousands of miles away.
But after all, it has not yet reached the Great Sage, so it cannot be the opponent of a group of holy kings, not to mention that there are two "quasi-Great Sages" here who have not yet overcome the tribulation.
However, faced with such a disparity in combat power, Zhulong was confident.
The slender and huge body is winding and circling, and the sound is like thunder:
"This is the territory of the Zhulong Tribe. Even if the gods come, they will be subdued!"
The single eye on the forehead closes and opens, and the color of the world changes!
Countless giant monuments glowed in the mountains, ancient runes were flying, and the Divine Chain of Order sealed the void.
A huge candle dragon shadow rises from the horizon, pressing down on the mountains and rivers, making the sun and moon shine.
Covering the entire sky, the imperial power is majestic!
This is an ancient brand, but it has quasi-emperor-level combat power. It manifests under the control of Zhulong and suppresses the current world. This is its confidence!
However, to Zhulong's surprise, none of the creatures in front of him showed any signs of panic when facing the quasi-emperor's brand. Instead, they all looked interested.
Especially the leader, Feng Jinghong, completely ignored its warning. A pair of heavenly eyes swept around unscrupulously and praised:
"What a Kunlun survivor, he actually infiltrated and modified this ancient sealing array for his own use. It is really powerful and extraordinary!"
Having cultivated the Secret of Formation and Source Technique to an extremely high level, he could easily see through Zhulong's method. The opponent had borrowed the power of the terrain and formation of the sealed land.
Although only a small part of the power can be mobilized, and it is only on the edge of the Immortal Road,
But this is already amazing,
After all, the sealing formation here was the work of Emperor Huang Tian and Emperor Zun!
"Who are you,
How do you know this?" Zhulong's eyes were full of fear.
The other party's gesture and words made him feel heavy pressure, and even the quasi-emperor mark behind him could not give him enough sense of security.
Feng Jinghong smiled and said: "Don't be so nervous.
The Kunlun survivors and I are friends, not enemies, come down and we can talk."
As he spoke, he lightly stomped his feet, the mountains fell silent, the formation patterns faded, and the huge quasi-emperor brand disappeared out of thin air.
Zhulong was shocked that the opponent had stripped away his control of the battle so easily!
Just when it was about to escape first, it saw a golden three-headed lion walking out of the opponent's team: "Okay, don't bother, we are indeed not enemies." After saying this, he opened his mouth and spit out a token.
Zhulong looked at the token in surprise: "Kunlun Order!"
It looked at the three lions carefully, and finally remembered some records in the clan: "It turns out they are of your lineage..."
After some exchanges, Zhulong understood the identities of Feng Jinghong and his party, and finally let go of his guard.
"Now that you know our identities, get out of the way quickly. I have to survive the tribulation, so be careful to chop you!" the three lions said impatiently.
However, his tone angered Zhulong. Zhulong sneered and said with some disdain:
"According to ancient books, hundreds of tribes in Kunlun,
Among them, the three lions are the most staunch and unyielding,
Unexpectedly, now I have become someone else’s mount,
What a shame!”
The three lions were furious and were about to take action to repair this ungrateful fellow, but the candle dragon had already slipped away far away.
"I will deal with you after this king has passed the tribulation..."
…
Feng Jinghong and the three lions passed through the Great Holy Tribulation at the same time. The vast sea of thunder illuminated the entire Feixian Starfield, and countless powerful people who had been hiding for many years were alerted and came to watch.
"Having blood like the sea and a solid foundation, he was promoted to the Great Sage at less than three hundred years old. The three lions have produced an incredible descendant!" A primitive giant covered in long hair sighed.
"This is a good thing. Although we are not on Feixianxing, we are still part of my Kunlun lineage. When the great times come, the more powerful people the better!" said an old candle dragon.
"Yes, and our Feixian Star has also produced many outstanding descendants in this life, no worse than theirs, especially Zhu Jiu. He is not far from the Great Sage, right?" said Yiyi Qiongqi.
"It's almost, it's almost..." Lao Zhulong responded with a pleased smile.
Zhujiu is the Zhulong that Feng Jinghong and the others met. It is the supreme one among the younger generation of Feixianxing.
The powerful people being discussed now are the principals of the Kunlun relics, Xuangui, Baihe, Qiongqi, Taotie, Taotie, Chaos, Zhulong, Giant...
There are more than a dozen great saints standing in one place, each with their own unique appearance and overwhelming power. The terrifying background of the Kunlun survivors can be seen clearly.
After a moment of silence, the eldest sage of the Black Turtle Clan suddenly spoke up: "What do you think of this junior from the Phoenix Clan?"
"The talent is unparalleled and rare in ancient times!" the Great Sage of the White Tiger Clan praised.
"I have observed his bone age, and it should not exceed a hundred years. He has reached the level of a great saint at this age. This son's future is limitless, and I am afraid he will not be weaker than his father!" Old Zhulong also said.
Feng Jinghong did not hide his identity. These great sages had already learned from Zhu Jiu, which is why they paid so much attention to Feng Jinghong.
There was a deep connection between the Immortal Emperor and the Kunlun family back then. If possible, they also hope that this relationship can be preserved.
"If so, can we bet on him in this life?" said the Great Sage of the White Crane Clan.
"Let's wait for the ancestor to decide, he should have noticed it..." The Great Sage Black Turtle sealed the coffin and concluded.
…
The great sage-level calamity is extremely terrifying. Feng Jinghong ascends to the heaven, beheads the emperor, and fights bloody battles until he goes crazy!
At the last moment, the heaven collapsed, and all the thunderbolts in the sky were swallowed by him to replenish his body. Seeing the ferocious posture, the group of great saints gasped in cold air.
This year, Feng Jinghong was ninety-nine years old and ascended to the throne of the Great Sage!
After the catastrophe was over, Feng Jinghong rode three lions from the starry sky, feeling like she was dominating the world.
"Having developed his supreme aura so early, we still underestimated him..." The Black Turtle Great Sage sighed.
…
The heritage of the Kunlun survivors is deeper than Feng Jinghong expected. They actually have two quasi-emperors, a black turtle and a candle dragon, and the candle dragon is also a high-level quasi-emperor in the Nine Heavens.
The only problem is that these two quasi-emperors are already very old and their energy and blood have declined.
Feng Jinghong thought about it, and this was right. After all, the Kunlun survivors and Qi practitioners had been fighting for thousands of years. If there was no powerful enough quasi-emperor, how could they withstand the attacks of top powerhouses such as Rong Chengzi, Ge Xuan, and Laozi?
cut.
The two quasi-emperors met Feng Jinghong in person, and the two sides had a pleasant conversation, continuing the covenant of the mythical age.
When Feng Jinghong left Feixianxing, there was another candle dragon beside him.
Like the three-headed lions, Zhu Jiu was naturally unconvinced at first, even if this was the intention of the quasi-emperor of the clan. He believed that he was no worse than anyone else in the world, and strongly demanded a fair fight with Feng Jinghong.
Naturally, Feng Jinghong would not refuse. She suppressed her realm to the eighth level of the Saint King and fought with him, almost knocking the young supreme leader of the Kunlun clan into autistic state.
"Hey, isn't this the invincible young supreme of our Kunlun family, the unyielding Zhu Jiu? Why did he come to be a follower?" The three lions were provoking.
Zhulong was ashamed and angry, and said back: "That's better than a mount!"
"Hey!" The three lions were in a good mood at the moment and laughed without thinking about it.
…
Time flew by and twenty years passed in a flash.
Feng Jinghong and his party traversed the ancient roads of several tribes and experienced countless dangerous places, but with their current strength, there were very few things that could pose a threat.
On this day, they passed through an ancient world and stepped onto the altar where they left.
When he appeared again, there was no road in front of him and only a majestic pass stood.
The majestic pass is nameless, surrounded by chaos. Time cannot erase its traces, showing its grandeur in the emptiness.
Pillars towering like stars stand in front of Xiongguan, like pillars supporting the sky, engraved with the veins of time.
Names that have echoed through time are engraved on the stone pillars: Wanlong Emperor, Qilin Emperor, Xue Yueqing, Dapeng Emperor, Dao Yan, Human Emperor, Ruthless Man, Void, Wu Shi, Wan Qing...
"After a hundred years, the ultimate imperial level has finally arrived..." Feng Jinghong walked forward.
"You are finally here!" A strong voice sounded, and then everyone noticed a person sitting cross-legged in front of Xiongguan.
He is tall and tall, facing Xiongguan and turning his back to everyone. His aura is as vast as a sea of smoke, extremely powerful and invincible.
"How long have you been waiting?" Feng Jinghong asked with a smile.
"Not much, just ten years." The man replied.
"I thought you didn't care about those things." Feng Jinghong said.
"The disciple didn't speak up about his fault, and I didn't agree with his approach back then, so I didn't pay attention to it when the heaven collapsed.
But the revenge for killing the master must be avenged. Since you were born, there will inevitably be a battle between us!" The man stood up and turned around to face Feng Jinghong.
Feng Jinghong nodded: "Then let's fight. It will determine the outcome, as well as life and death!"
The man extended his hand as an invitation: "The emperor's disciple - the emperor!"