The hot blood blew into the main hall, causing large ripples of light inside, like the waves of the sea caused by the wind.
Stepping into this place, Yang Yu felt as if he had stepped into the deep sea. Invisible pressure came from all directions, seeming to violently repel his entry.
"Beihai Dragon Lord?"
Yang Yu raised his eyes and saw the Confucian scholar on the throne, and his heart moved slightly.
Many years ago, when he was refining the 'Tiger Back Neck Skin', he visited a strange place called the Three Immortals Island in that illusion.
There, he saw a real dragon soaring into the sky. Amidst the thunder and lightning, he roared sadly and asked if he knew.
That real dragon seems to be the Dragon King of the East China Sea in the ancient world.
"Heh~"
In the faint laughter of unknown meaning, the entire Crystal Palace seemed to be in a state of chaos, and heavy water waves appeared in the void, seeming to block Yang Yu's progress.
Buzz~
The real stream of light bloomed from Yang Yu's feet, and the red-gold light was blazing, rubbing and colliding with the ubiquitous water ripples.
The terrible pressure spread, and everyone in the hall felt as if they were falling into the deep sea, and their breathing was not smooth. Everyone, including Green Girl, was squeezed to the wall, and their muscles and bones were shaking.
"Who is this person?!"
Looking at the Xuanfu swordsman walking into the main hall, Su Ding's face trembled wildly.
The swastika Buddha imprinted on the top of his head couldn't help but glow with brilliance, but he was still pressed by these two energies and almost vomited blood.
The shock in his heart reached its limit. He didn't feel the slightest bit of Shidu's aura on the person who came here.
Why is it so terrifying?!
"King of the Northwest!"
Compared with Lu Gu and Su Ding's shock, Jiang Xiazi had already recognized the person the moment he heard his voice.
While I feel relieved, I can't help but feel a little bit of inexplicable anxiety.
"Yang prison!"
The three people in Wanfa Tower were horrified, but everyone in Longyuan Palace could not help but breathe a sigh of relief.
The panic and anxiety suddenly calmed down.
It seems that the figure of the visitor has the power to calm people's hearts.
On the throne, a crunching sound sounded.
The middle-aged Confucian scholar who calls himself the "Dragon Lord of the North Sea" taps the armrest lightly, and there seems to be something strange in his indifferent eyes:
"Who are you?"
His expression was calm, and as he spoke, the aftermath in the hall calmed down. However, an indescribable momentum spread, which made everyone's hearts go cold, as if their souls had been frightened away, and they stood there again.
"Longwei. "
Yang Yu's eyes moved.
This is the power of a dragon, but compared to the dragon outside, it is a completely different concept. At this moment, he felt that his martial arts will was impacted.
But that's all.
His martial arts will is following the path of Zhang Xuanba. His will has completely changed compared to when he first became a Martial Saint.
If his martial arts will at that time could be compared to mist, the tendons, skin, bones, internal organs, and marrow that had been refined successively were as strong as a rock now.
Even if the dragon's power rolls in like a tidal wave, it will not move."
Long Jun, he is."
Before Yang Yu could answer, Su Ding, who was panting heavily after his anger calmed down, had already guessed what it was:
"King of the Northwest, Yang Prison!"
Pressing his collapsed chest, Su Ding felt extremely horrified...
During the several years since he came to this world, he has been searching for the possible monuments left behind in this world, but he does not know anything about the masters in this world.
He knew the great reputation of this northwest king.
But he didn't care much at first.
In his opinion, compared to the Longquan world where the spiritual tide has revived and the world has been undergoing changes for many years, the so-called masters in this world are just equivalent to some casual cultivators without inheritance.
As for the so-called warriors, he didn't care much about them. If they didn't become the Ten Capitals, they were still small.
But now it seems.
In the main hall, the aftermath was still spreading, and everyone had different expressions, as if they were facing a formidable enemy.
"King of men?"
Beihai Dragon Lord Aotian seemed a little surprised. Although his attitude did not change, he spoke again:
"What's the point of coming here uninvited?"
Under the power of the dragon, everyone in the hall was almost suffocated. Only the old princess spoke with difficulty:
"Yang Feng, Fengxian is here, right here."
Wow~
Yang Yu took a step forward, and the dragon's power was blocked by him. He stretched out his hand to help the old princess.
This old woman was sweating profusely, as if she had just been fished out of the water. Her body was depleted of energy, blood, and longevity.
However, compared to Nanshan Ba's condition, it was much better. A burst of zhenqi passed through and he recovered.
"Yang is here to find someone."
Supporting the old lady with one hand, Yang Yu looked at the Crystal Palace with some solemn eyes.
This was not the first time he saw a being who claimed to be an ancient immortal Buddha.
Compared to the Yin Thunder Lord, the one in front of him is obviously much more powerful, and this Crystal Palace is also a rare magic weapon.
When you are in this situation, you will naturally be under great pressure. Not only the golden dragon scissors, but also the human race bag becomes silent.
Even Tongyou has been restricted.
"Looking for someone?"
Beihai Longjun's eyes circulated around everyone, and then fell on Yang Yu, thoughtfully:
"Yes, it turns out to be blood induction?"
With Yang Yu standing in front of him, Zhang Wen'an and others also regained their breath. Although they were frightened, they managed to say:
"Mr. Long, we don't mean to offend you. We are actually just here to find someone. Please be kind to Mr. Long."
"Hands up?"
His indifferent eyes seemed to fluctuate slightly, but contrary to everyone's expectations, he actually nodded:
"If someone wants to take her away, it's not impossible. It's just that you have to lend me a helping hand."
While speaking, the dragon king's eyes never left Yang Yu's side, and he seemed to be the only one in his eyes.
"tell me the story."
Yang Yu did not agree or refuse. He was very curious about the dragon king in front of him, or the so-called 'Tao ghost'.
He was curious about what happened in ancient times.
Beihai Longjun's eyes became profound: "Do you know how I exist at this moment?"
"Tao ghost?"
Yang Yu looked at this dragon king with fear in his heart.
Comparing him with Ao Yu, the Dragon Lord of the East China Sea whom he met in the illusion, the more he looked at him, the more similar he felt.
This dragon king was probably not at the level of Shidu when he was alive.
Dao ghost
Yang Yu replied nonchalantly, but the others couldn't help but break into a cold sweat, especially the three people from Wanfa Tower, whose hearts almost jumped out of their chests...
For these freaks who claim to be gods, Wanfa Tower and Longquan Realm have different names, while Dao Ghost is from the Mountain and Sea Realm.
However, whether they are Taoist ghosts or others, these freaks are not happy because they think they have survived the great tribulation and are still immortals, Buddhas, gods and demons.
"Tao ghosts, Tao ghosts, it seems that I am not the only one who has survived the final tribulation. Yes, they will not just teach this method to us."
Beihai Dragon Lord lowered his eyes. He seemed not to be angry, but rather in a daze. After a long time, he said:
"Have you ever seen other Taoist ghosts?"
"I once saw a man who called himself 'Leibu Shoshin'."
Yang Yu didn't hide anything, and even flicked out a wisp of Qi he had taken from the Yin Thunder Lord.
During the five years since he captured the Yin Thunder Lord, he would occasionally take out the Taoist ghost and play with it, but unfortunately, he didn't gain much.
In other words, he himself has no idea why he is still alive today.
"How dare a little Mao Shen call himself the God of Thunder? You really don't know how to live or die!"
Sensing the wisp of Qi carefully, Beihai Longjun couldn't help but sneer, and then he didn't care about it anymore:
"Dao Ghost, Dao Ghost, since you know my current state, you must have made some guesses about what I want you to do?"
"It's nothing more than a fake body of the master of supernatural power in future generations, borrowing the body to seek rebirth."
Yang Yu answered calmly, but his heart was not at peace.
This disturbance does not come from this dragon king, but from behind the appearance of this dragon king.
In fact, what he gained from Yin Lei Lord was not much, but a glimpse of it shows the whole picture. Even Mao Shen, who is not a true god like him, has his divine will that has remained to this day.
So, at the end of the ancient times when the great catastrophe came, what about those beings who were just like myths before the ancient times?
"good."
Beihai Dragon Lord's expression was indifferent and cold:
"So, what's your answer?"
Hearing this, Yang Yu lowered his eyelids, but did not answer, but asked again:
"You call yourself the Dragon Lord of the North Sea, so Yang will take you as the Dragon Lord of the North Sea. Yang will ask you again, where are you?"
call!
As his words floated, the vitality and blood that surged to the extreme spread out.
In an instant, the temperature of the entire hall rose sharply, becoming hot and scorching.
"Such blood?!"
Su Ding's pupils shrank violently.
At this moment, his eyes seemed to be burned. In a daze, he felt as if a big sun was rising suddenly in front of his eyes, which was so blazing that it was incredible!
Human strength is sometimes poor and cannot be compared to the ten capitals. Even if they have physical magical powers, their physique, energy and blood are still much inferior to those of monsters.
But at this moment, the terrifying energy and blood bursting out from the person in front of him was simply much more terrifying than the ten demon capital masters he had seen in the Wanfa Tower!
A mortal body, but already comparable to gods and demons?!
"You don't seem to have achieved the Ten Capitals, but your aura is more tyrannical than most of the Ten Capitals. Although I don't know what kind of fortune you have achieved.
But in today's era where the spiritual trend has not yet arisen, he can still be regarded as a master in the world.
pity"
Looking at the Yang Qi and blood in the Crystal Palace, Beihai Dragon Lord slowly stood up and walked down the imperial steps, with invisible power moving along with it.
"In my eyes, you are still nothing more than an ant!"
Buzz.
Amidst the violent tremors of the Crystal Palace, the terrifying dragon power was like the most terrifying hurricane coming into the hearts of everyone. _o_m
In an instant, everyone in the hall felt their hearts shake, and they were so shocked that they seemed to have lost control of themselves, stumbled drunkenly, and fell to the ground:
"Even though I have lost my dragon body, my personality, my magical powers and my magic weapon."
"Since you don't want to give face, then..."
It was as if thunder from the sky fell here, and amidst the earth-shaking explosion, Yang Yu stepped out in one step, as if the mountains were shifting, emptying thousands of hectares.
He stepped forward, raised his arms, spread out his five fingers, caught all the air currents in the sky, and hit the green-robed Confucian scholar on the imperial steps with incomparable violence: