A group of people jumped up and soon landed on the Changsheng Continent.
Everyone's face was full of uncontrollable joy. Although they were no more wealthy overseas, they felt as if a lifetime had passed. The changes that had taken place in that short period of time were magnificent, and even in their lifetimes they were considered twists and turns.
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Landing on this familiar land again, there is even a feeling of being separated from the world, and everyone is filled with emotion.
Undead sect Yan Qingcheng did not relax, she glanced at the people around the island vigilantly, but did not find any familiar elders in her sect. She secretly took out a communication talisman from her storage bag, shook her hands and tore it into pieces.
This was not a moment of relaxation. The person doing the same thing as her was a person who had won the Dragon King.
The only thing that hasn't changed much is the goddess Lannuo, who is looking at the world curiously.
Xiao Chen looked at the world carefully. The golden sandy beach stretches endlessly, with the azure sea behind it. The sky is clear and the sea and sky are as clear as water. It is simply beautiful.
It is just a corner of the Changsheng Continent, and the scenery is picturesque. In the human world, such an area can also be regarded as a resort.
"It's just beautiful, but there are no familiar people or things."
Looking at the rumored scene in the fairyland, Xiao Chen felt a little confused.
The world is huge, but no one or thing has anything to do with him. He doesn't even know where he can go in such a vast world.
"Master, I'm back alive."
"Junior brother, I finally see you again. I will never secretly take your pills again."
"Where are your junior brothers? Aren't three of them gone?"
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The lively scene at the edge of the sea made Xiao Chen fall into silence more and more, while Luo Feng was thinking about how to return to the earth and hand over the more than 80 million skills from the ascension to his master in order to obtain more practice resources.
, received better cultivation techniques and guidance, Feng Yun Wuji fell into silence after seeing the scene after the ancient times, and has been thinking about it.
Therefore, there was silence between the four of them, completely different from the joyful scene around them.
The four people had different thoughts. At this time, a middle-aged man wearing a light blue robe with a murderous expression on his face walked up to Feng Yun Wuji and said in a cold voice: "You are the one who killed my disciple?"
The young disciple of the Shadow Sect looked confused. He was clearly complaining about Tang Xuanming's situation, but his master found Feng Yun Wuji.
Little did he know the calculations in his master's mind. Nowadays, film and television experts from many sects are haunting the area. There are even rumors that hidden figures who have been dead for countless years are walking around the world again, just to compete for the Dragon King.
The top priority now is to obtain a Dragon King and retreat bravely.
Tang Xuanming and his entourage were all judged by him to be rogue cultivators who were hiding their cultivation. They were able to carry out massacres on Dragon Island and no one could stop them. They were at least in the realm of knowledge.
Although he was in the air-control realm, that is, the demigod realm, he was not sure that he could kill four people in a very short time, so he directly targeted Feng Yun Wuji, who was distracted among the four and seemed to be wandering in the sky.
As soon as the declaration of war was given, his long sword had been drawn out, and his whole body turned into a shadow. The sword was pointed directly at Feng Yun Wuji's throat, intending to penetrate Feng Yun Wuji's entire body.
Before the last word was spoken, the tip of the sword had already reached Feng Yun Wuji's throat, and Feng Yun Wuji was still standing there blankly. The demigod of the Shadow Sect had an expression of uncontrollable joy on his face, but
Seeing the young man who had been looking downcast and seemed to have little energy, he raised his head and looked into those calm and indifferent eyes.
There was a heavy pressure as heavy as a mountain in those eyes, but there was also endless sword intent contained in them. Looking directly into those eyes, it was like looking directly into an unparalleled sword energy, which made the demigod stand stunned on the spot.
God was cut off with a sword, but that sword couldn't penetrate it no matter what.
In the six months in the temple, everyone has made huge improvements. Feng Yun Wuji didn't do nothing. Not only did he master the Zhenwudang Demonic Sword Technique, completely converting all his true energy into pure true essence, he also mastered the Mind Sword.
He has also made great progress in the body method. He has vaguely opened the magical power in his eyes, and his eyes have a hint of silver, turning into a pair of eyes that break delusion.
Although it is not as terrifying as what he showed at his peak now, the sword intent contained in it is also very trivial.
Roar!
Behind Feng Yun Wuji, the Red Dragon King, who was originally a descendant of Tyrannosaurus and had the most violent temper, was furious. He opened his bloody mouth and swallowed the demigod who was standing there dumbly with his sword in one gulp.
It wasn't until this moment that the many monks on the shore and the many powerful men hiding there realized what they were doing, and their expressions changed.
"He is dead..."
"That's a demigod, and he was actually swallowed by that dragon king."
"Is the one behind him the real ancestral dragon? He was only half a month old and already has such great strength."
Immortal Sect Yan Qingcheng looked at the Dragon King following him, whose strength was only at the sixth or seventh level of mortal transformation. Then he looked at the Red Dragon King next to Feng Yun Wuji who swallowed a semi-god-level strongman in one mouthful. He took a deep breath.
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Many monks on Dragon Island were all shocked, but Tang Xuanming and his party did not feel much relaxed. Instead, they felt that the divine thoughts secretly entangled them more and more.
After the Dragon King was born, I don’t know how many reclusive old monsters were dormant around this coast. Now that I sensed the arrival of many Dragon Kings and practitioners, many powerful people have rushed to this area quickly, and Feng Yun Wuji
The dragon king behind him even attracted the attention of many old monsters.
The conversations and various messages from the many monks on Dragon Island were caught by them in the blink of an eye. They stared at the strong body of the Red Dragon King, feeling the powerful energy and blood, and their eyes became hot.
"Is that the ancestral dragon hiding its figure?"
Only the head and tail of the Red Dragon King's body are exactly the same as those of the Ancestral Dragon, and the torso still retains many characteristics of the Tyrannosaurus. It is not like a real Ancestral Dragon, but he is also a real Dragon King himself.
But many strong men who were impressed did not see it that way.
"I can't see the changes in its body. It seems like this is what it looks like. Is this the innate magical power of Zulong?"
"It can't be wrong, absolutely can't be wrong. I can feel its strong and majestic energy and blood. It has reached the realm of immortality. It is definitely an ancestral dragon."
"I always thought that the ancestral dragon was just a legend. I never expected that one day I would be able to witness such a legendary creature with my own eyes. It is born in the realm of immortality. It is indeed the most powerful race."
The divine thoughts in the void were not concealed at all, and they did not bother to conceal them.
The weakest among them are those who are above the Sky Control Realm, even old monsters who are in the Immortality Realm, and there are existences beyond the Immortality Realm.
Watching a group of people who were struggling to come back alive from Dragon Island, but in the realm of metamorphosis, there was no need to hide any thoughts in their hearts.
Xiao Chen was still lamenting about life, when a figure seemed to grow out of the void in front of him, staring at Luo Feng, and said coldly: "Come on suicide! This way you can still have a decent way to die."
The voice was natural, as if a king was giving orders to his ministers.
He didn't even take action last night, he just stood there, really waiting for Tang Xuanming and his party to commit suicide. His arrogant and domineering tone didn't need to be concealed, it was revealed directly.