The entire Lingyue Dragon Palace's earth veins were constantly trembling at this moment, and then a golden turtle figure that covered the sky and the sun controlled the earth's pulses and emerged from the sea.

In the next three thousand years, the ground veins of Lingyue Dragon Palace will no longer have any aura, and it will take at least ten thousand years to fully recover.

But Patriarch Jin Ao had to come out at this moment. These scoundrels from the Hehuan Sect were so rude that they had the audacity to humiliate him, Old Ao, and even show up at the door of his house!

"Xinyuan! Ning'er!"

"Ancestor, kill them! Kill them! Don't let anyone go!"

Zhuxi Dragon King's eyes were splitting at the moment. After Zhu Jun, the thief, realized that the situation was not going well and ran away, he had regained his awareness of the entire sea area.

As a result, I saw Li Siyi, who looked like a crazy demon, fighting alone against the Seven Great Masters of the ninth level of the Ten Thousand Dharma Realm. I also saw that his dragon heart was gouged out, the dragon bones were pulled out, and his two children died tragically in the sea!

"Unworthy descendant Zhu Xi, please help me from my ancestors and dragon kings of all ages!"

A crack appeared between Zhuxi Dragon King's brows, and he bowed three times and knelt down toward the direction of the dragon's tomb.

"Roar!"

"Groan!"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

"Who disturbs my purity?"

"Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill all the human ants in the east and west regions!"

"Is today's Netherworld Star Continent the land of my Lingyue Dragon Clan?"

…

Countless vast sounds of vicissitudes of life echoed continuously in the Dragon Tomb.

When he faced off against the Nether Scale Demon before, Zhuxi Dragon King's mind was captured by the Nether Scale Demon, and even though he had powerful means, he was unable to use it.

At this moment, no one was paying attention to him, a seventh-level dragon clan in the Ten Thousand Dharma Realm, so he made a prompt decision to awaken the sleeping dragon spirit in the dragon tomb.

One after another, the figures are uncertain, but their aura looks down upon the world, and they are very domineering figures, constantly rushing out of the dragon tomb.

"Tsk, tsk, there are so many ants from the void realm. No, they are ants from the half-step void realm."

"It's hard to do this. I don't know how much strength I can use in this half-dead state."

"Huh? The first generation Dragon King, the second generation Dragon King, you are here too."

A figure of Ling Tian, ​​which was flickering in and out, suddenly stopped, and clasped his fists towards the two extraordinary and handsome figures standing aside.

"Who are you?"

The first-generation Dragon King, who exuded a trace of the Great Perfection aura of the Great Void Realm, said with a puzzled look.

"Oh, I forgot to introduce myself to the two ancestors. I am the thirteenth generation Dragon King Zhuxuan."

"Impossible! How can you, a little dragon in the late Taixu realm, become the Dragon King?"

The first-generation Dragon King waved his hand and looked at Zhu Xuan with an expression of disbelief, obviously convinced that he could not be the thirteenth-generation Dragon King.

Zhu Xuan: "..."

What the hell, the one who called us out from the sleeping place of the Dragon Tomb right now is a Dragon King of who knows how many generations. He only has a seventh-grade cultivation level in the Ten Thousand Dharma Realm, okay? I am at the peak of the late Taixu Realm, which is pretty good.

!

Moreover, after the two Dragon Ancestors, look at the Dragon Kings before me. They are all stupid. They are full of nonsense, have no intelligence at all, and are obviously not as strong as labor and management!

"Unworthy descendants, Lingyue Dragon Palace, the sixty-seventh generation Dragon King, Zhu Xi, pays homage to the three Dragon Ancestors!"

Zhuxi Dragon King was in tears at this moment. He never thought that there were three wise Dragon Kings in the Dragon Tomb.

After the other dragon kings appeared, they didn't care at all and rushed towards Wu Cheng and others like moths to a flame.

Many dragon spirits transformed by the Dragon King have been blasted into light spots all over the sky and returned to the dragon tomb.

Only these three Dragon Ancestors have normal intelligence and are even talking here, which shows their extraordinary strength.

"What? Are you the Dragon King too?"

The first generation Dragon King was in bad shape. Previously, Zhu Xuan, who was in the late stage of Taixu Realm, said that he was a Dragon King, but he could barely accept it.

As a result, now, a little dragon at the seventh level of the Ten Thousand Dharma Realm actually says that he is the Dragon King.

"Just wait for me to take a look and see that the dragon clan of Lingyue Binghai has reached the sixty-seventh generation now?"

"Then, you are the leader of the sixty-seventh generation of dragon clan, the dragon king of this generation?"

The first-generation Dragon King thought for a moment and looked at Zhuxi with strange eyes, which gave Zhuxi Dragon King a creepy feeling.

"Hahaha, these two dragon ancestors, he is really the dragon king of this generation, and he is my descendant. I can feel the same aura as me in him."

Zhu Xuan, the thirteenth generation Dragon King, was a little dissatisfied with Zhu Xi at first.

However, upon closer inspection, he discovered that Zhu Xi was his descendant and had become the Dragon Queen. Zhu Xuan immediately burst into laughter.

"Three Dragon Ancestors, the monks of the Hehuan Sect in the Eastern Spiritual Region are extremely abominable! They used the aura of the Dragon Palace covered by Yin Tianzhu to gouge out the nine-orificed dragon heart of a dragon son, and remove the dragon's bones from a dragon girl. I beg the Dragon Ancestor to help me.

Wait for the decision!"

How could Zhuxi Dragon King have the time to trace the origins and chat with several Dragon Ancestors at this time? Supreme Master Wu Cheng, Supreme Master Yuan Kai, Supreme Master Di Yi, and Supreme Master Mo Jie were all majoring in the Half-Step Space Destruction Realm.

Jin Wansheng, the Master of Zhu Jun Hall, and the Master of Wangqing Hall are all cultivators at the ninth level of the Ten Thousand Dharma Realm.

He was also his younger brother Li Xuantian. He was so powerful that one could fight seven, otherwise he would have perished long ago.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

As soon as Zhuxi Dragon King said this, the three celestial forces suddenly erupted, each one becoming more terrifying than the last.

The monstrous dragon's power swept across all directions in an instant, covering the entire Lingyue Ice Sea, and continued to sweep outwards and wreak havoc.

In the dragon spirit state, the strength of the three dragon ancestors is absolutely indistinguishable, but they are still terrifying and domineering.

"Bang!"

The Master of Wangqing Hall, who was still fighting fiercely with Li Siyi, was slapped down by the first Dragon King with a claw. Countless blood mist exploded all over his body, his aura was extremely disordered, and his eyes showed a look of horror.

He had already smashed a lot of such dragon spirits just now, but he didn't expect that this dragon spirit at this moment would be so terrifying.

The Supreme Elder Wu Cheng was also pushed back three steps at this moment. Opposite him was the second generation Dragon King.

On the other side, Dragon King Zhuxuan felt very embarrassed.

The first-generation Dragon Ancestor took action and severely wounded a powerful enemy who came in with one blow.

The second-generation Dragon Ancestor took action and directly hit the strongest opponent in the air, taking three steps back.

As the thirteenth generation Dragon King, he fought with a little golden turtle with all his strength, which was extremely embarrassing!

"Ancestor Long, Ancestor Long, I am one of my own!"

Ancestor Jin Ao was going crazy at this moment. He was having a fierce battle with Emperor Yi of the Hehuan Sect just now, but the thirteenth generation Dragon Ancestor came up and bombarded him with magical powers without any explanation.

If it hadn't been for its unique bones and strong body, it would have been beaten to death by now.

"You are one of our own? Then why did you take out the dragon's veins?"

"Xiao'ao is a pulse-suppressing beast of this generation. If he doesn't control the dragon's veins, he can't come out to kill the enemy."

Ancestor Jin Ao had long heard that there was something wrong with the 13th generation Dragon King, but now he saw that it was indeed abnormal.

"Hahahaha, then you continue to fight him, I, the Dragon Ancestor, need to rest."

After Zhu Xuan finished speaking, he dodged and stepped aside. When he used all his strength just now, his dragon spirit almost collapsed, and he returned to the dragon tomb. He had to take a breath now before he could continue fighting.

At this moment, Zhu Xuan was a little confused. They were both fragile dragon spirits. How could the first generation Dragon Ancestor and the second generation Dragon Ancestor be as fierce as animals, but ended up withering in his place!

Hmm! I might be a fake dragon!

PS. Thanks to the book friend [The Demon Soul Is Undecided] for the generous reward of 100.asxs.coins. I am grateful and generous!
Chapter completed!