The Ten Thousand Dragons Sacred Mountain is the ancestral home of the Dragon Clan in the Eastern Wood Territory.
This is an extremely peculiar area, with a radius of millions of miles and tens of thousands of peaks. Each peak is beautiful and contains the dragon energy of the earth. They are intertwined with each other to form a super dragon vein.
The Holy Mountain of Ten Thousand Dragons is backed by the endless sea and faces the vast Demon Realm continent. It is the place where the east flows into the sea and where the sun rises. It is known as the dragon vein of the entire Demon Realm.
According to legend, the ancient ancestral dragon sat here and formed this vast sacred mountain of ten thousand dragons, which became the ancestral land of the dragon clan.
Although the Dragon Clan is now in decline and no longer as powerful as it once was when it dominated the demon world and dominated the heavens, the Dragon Clan's hundreds of millions of years of accumulation and heritage are still one of the five holy clans in the demon world, and no one dares to provoke them easily.
When Ling Xiao and Long Aotian brought the four demon saints to the Holy Mountain of Ten Thousand Dragons, they were also shocked by the ancestral land of the Dragon Clan in front of them.
"Is this the ancestral land of the Dragon Clan? It is indeed the destiny of the demon world, the Feng Shui of the Ten Thousand Dragons Clan, and the supreme paradise of heaven!"
Ling Xiao exclaimed.
The Ten Thousand Dragons Sacred Mountain in front of me seemed to be covered with a layer of colorful light. The peaks reached straight into the sky. Each peak exuded a bright glow. There were vast dragon pulses rising into the sky and gathering into the sky.
A sea of golden clouds.
In the mountain peaks, there are powerful groups of demonic beasts running around. Spiritual apes, cranes, elk and other spiritual beasts can be seen everywhere. There are strange flowers and herbs everywhere, and miracle medicines that are hundreds or even thousands of years old can be seen everywhere.
Ling Xiao can feel that the Ten Thousand Dragons Holy Mountain contains extremely powerful dragon luck, and even forms a vast dragon power, exuding domineering, majestic, ancient and mysterious aura fluctuations. In the face of this dragon power, even if there is
If a foreign enemy invades, Longwei will probably suppress most of his power.
It can be said that the Ten Thousand Dragons Sacred Mountain has become its own law, and is vaguely isolated from the demon world.
"The Holy Mountain of Ten Thousand Dragons is the ancestral land of the Dragon Clan. Within a million miles, a great formation of the Ten Thousand Dragons Imperial Clan has been laid out. It was reinforced by the ancestors of the Dragon Clan. It is a perfect imperial formation. If it is fully opened, even the Holy King will
It was instantly destroyed into ashes, even the emperor would find it difficult to resist!"
The Black Dragon Saint also showed a hint of pride in his eyes.
Although he had to leave the Dragon Clan and go to the wilderness to avoid trouble because he offended the Supreme Elder of the Dragon Clan, he still has the pride of the Dragon Clan in his heart.
How many powerful forces have emerged in the entire demon world over hundreds of millions of years? How many amazingly talented and talented people have appeared?
But only the five holy clans will always stand on the land of the demon world and become the ever-lasting overlords of the demon world.
"The Wanlong Chaozong Formation?"
A bright light flashed in Ling Xiao's eyes, as if there was a black and white divine light flashing, and the world seemed to be a little different before his eyes. Laws and lines were intertwined, and mysterious runes were arranged in a strange rhythm.
And Ling Xiao can see that the tens of thousands of peaks in the Ten Thousand Dragons Holy Mountain are tens of thousands of huge dragon veins, like ten thousand huge dragons, merging with each other in a strange state, forming a super formation, vaguely
There is a powerful imperial power emanating from it.
As expected of the Dragon Clan, there is such a complete Godless Formation!
Ling Xiao was amazed in his heart.
"Is this the foundation of my Dragon Clan? If I, Long Aotian, become the Dragon Lord of the Dragon Clan and lead the Dragon Clan in the world, what kind of scenery will it be?"
Long Aotian also felt a sense of pride and pride in his heart, and he became more and more excited and expectant.
"Um?"
A bright light flashed in Ling Xiao's eyes, and he suddenly noticed the waves of fierce fighting coming from ahead.
"A fight is happening in the Dragon Clan's ancestral land? Come on, let's go take a look!"
Ling Xiao said calmly.
Everyone was also aware of the battle taking place on a mountain peak in front of them, and they were all a little curious about who dared to take action in the Dragon Clan's ancestral land. They all instantly crossed the void, turned into streams of light, and flew towards the distance.
Ahead, between two 10,000-foot-high peaks, there is a wide valley. There are several towering ancient trees in the valley, full of exotic flowers and grasses, and it looks very quiet and peaceful.
But at this moment, there is a young man wearing a black robe, trapped in a large formation, surrounded by two majestic-looking middle-aged men, one wearing a black robe and the other wearing a white robe, both of them have glaring eyes.
Indifference is activating the great formation.
"Ao Feng, don't resist stubbornly! With your ninth-turn semi-saint cultivation, it's impossible to break through our Yin-Yang Dragon Formation. If you capture it quickly, you will suffer less!"
One of the middle-aged men in black robes said coldly.
The formation looked very terrifying. The black and white divine lights intertwined to form two divine dragons, one black and one white. They perfectly formed a huge barrier, trapping the black-robed young man named Ao Feng.
Among them, the barrier is still shrinking.
Ao Feng looked a little embarrassed, his face was pale, and there was a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth, but his body was upright, holding a black dragon gun, and his eyes were full of rebelliousness.
"Long Yang, Long Yin, you two traitors! You betrayed Lord Long and wanted to murder the little princess. I, Ao Feng, are incompatible with you! Even if I die today, I will hold you on your back!"
Ao Feng said in a cold voice, his eyes filled with cold murderous intent.
Whoosh!
The black dragon gun in his hand was extremely sharp and contained a powerful aura of the holy way. It turned out to be a powerful high-grade holy treasure. In an instant, it turned into countless afterimages, constantly attacking the surrounding Yin-Yang Dragon Formation. Thinking
To break through the formation barrier.
Boom!
The Yin-Yang Transformation Dragon Formation trembled violently, and the expressions of the two middle-aged men couldn't help but change, with extremely cold murderous intent revealed in their eyes.
Both of them are in the realm of saints!
But this Ao Feng was too terrifying. Although he was only at the peak of Nine-Rank Half-Saint, his combat power was extremely terrifying, comparable to that of a saint. The two of them chased Ao Feng at the same time, and almost allowed Ao Feng to escape.
If they hadn't finally trapped Ao Feng with the Yin-Yang Transformation Formation, I'm afraid Ao Feng would have escaped from the Holy Mountain of Ten Thousand Dragons.
"Long Jun doesn't know whether he's alive or dead now. That yellow-haired girl Long Xiaoxiao still wants to compete with Mr. Ao Ang for the position of Dragon King. It's simply overestimating one's abilities! Ao Feng, since you don't eat the toast and eat the fine wine, then don't blame us.
You killed him on the spot!"
Long Yang and Long Yin both had murderous intent flashing in their eyes and sneered.
Boom!
At the same time, they mobilized the vast holy power around them, and the powerful holy power exploded. The Yin-Yang Transformation Dragon Formation instantly burst out with extremely terrifying power of annihilation, coming like a storm towards Ao Feng, trying to suppress Ao Feng.
Kill directly.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
The black dragon gun in Ao Feng's hand was blazing, and it continuously struck in the air, turning into afterimages. A black divine dragon actually formed in the void, trying to withstand the annihilation storm of the Yin-Yang Dragon Formation.