"Wealthy and prosperous, there are few in the world that can compare with it!"
The palaces built with the practitioners' magic power are naturally magnificent. What's more, this place was accumulated by the Longjiang Shui Tribe for tens of thousands of years. The complexity and magnificence are naturally far superior to the outside world.
Even the imperial city of Dayong is not as good as this Dragon Palace.
"Haha, if you really like me, you might as well stay in my Dragon Palace for a few more days."
"It doesn't hurt to stay a few more days. I'm just afraid that the Dragon King might think that I, an outsider, am an eyesore here."
"What Master Xu said is wrong. Who doesn't know that Master Xu is the strongest person in the world of cultivation, with profound Taoism and amazing cultivation. If he stays in our Dragon Palace, it will be the glory of our Longjiang Aquatic Tribe."
Xu Junming smiled undeniably and didn't say much.
After glancing at him, Ao Kun's eyes flashed and then calmed down.
While they were talking, the two of them came to the foot of a cliff behind the Dragon Palace.
Looking in front of me, I looked at the simple stone door that was three feet wide and two feet high, with no patterns.
"Is this where Dragon Palace's treasure is hidden?"
Xu Junming said calmly.
"Exactly!" Ao Kun nodded, "The place where important treasures are collected needs to be hidden from others, so it is inevitably a bit simpler from the outside."
Xu Junming, who had been moving the bronze mirror, looked through the stone gate and saw a magnificent palace in front of him.
Nine dragon stone pillars support a six-foot-high space.
On the top of the solid hall, there is a relief pattern of nine dragons swallowing pearls.
A pearl the size of a washbasin is located under the guard of Kowloon. Its clear light illuminates the entire hall as bright as day.
Surrounding the stone hall, there are thousands of tablets floating densely and neatly, and they are divided into three different materials: gold, silver, and copper.
The golden tablet is nine feet high and three feet wide, and the text on the relief is mostly "The spiritual tablet of so-and-so dragon".
The number is also the smallest, adding up to only nine sides.
The second silver tablet is six feet high and two feet wide. The content of the tablet is "The spiritual tablet of a certain Dragon King", and the number is about two to three hundred.
The copper-colored tablet is again three feet high and one foot wide. Most of the contents of the tablet are "So-and-so Dragon Son's Spiritual Tablet", amounting to more than 2,000 pieces.
In the middle of all the rows, there is a giant cauldron that is three feet high, one foot eight feet wide, completely black, and embossed with dragon patterns.
The aura of the giant cauldron is mysterious. Xu Junming is proficient in the Hutian Dao method and can tell at a glance that this is a Hutian Dao spiritual treasure.
Use the bronze mirror to break through the restrictions of this treasure and take a look.
really.
Inside this great cauldron is a world that spans tens of thousands of miles.
The sky and the earth are covered with yellow sand, not even a blade of grass grows, and it is completely barren.
But in this barren land, there are thousands of bones lying down.
These white bones vary in size. The small ones are no more than a dozen feet, and the large ones are as huge as ten thousand feet. Just a rib is more than ten feet thick and a hundred feet high.
Although half of the huge bones were buried by the yellow sand, those that were exposed on the ground looked like a huge white mountain.
There are not many giant white bones like this that are ten thousand feet tall, and there are only three of them in the entire world.
However, these three white bones have milky white bones. Although they are still dead, their bones are still strong and they are still standing.
Looking at these giant bones shaped like snakes with four resurrected claws, there is no doubt that they are all dragon bones!
And this big cauldron is where the bodies of the Longjiang Shui Tribe are buried after death.
Just like the ancestral tombs he had seen in the Nanzong Cave in Maoshan Mountain.
However, the defensive restrictions of dragon clan tombs are undoubtedly extremely powerful. After all, they are almost full of treasures to practitioners. There are too many people who covet these powerful dragons, hoping to use their muscles and bones to practice magic weapons, or
The elixir has been refined.
"Wanlong Kiln!"
After looking at the three relief etchings on the giant black cauldron, Xu Junming thought to himself.
"Sure enough, this old dragon didn't have good intentions when he invited me here."
The power of heaven and earth in the huge cauldron named Wanlong Kiln is extremely rich, almost as strong as that of his Dihuang Cave. If one falls into it, unless they are immortals, they will be suppressed in an instant.
Xu Junming even suspected that ordinary immortals could not escape the suppression of Wanlong Kiln.
After all, this is the world that the Longjiang Aquatic Tribe has cultivated over tens of thousands of years with the flesh and blood of countless dragons.
When Xu Junming realized this place of dragon sacrifice and burial, Ao Kun also made his final determination.
"Zhenren Xu, behind this stone gate is the place where the treasure is hidden. Please come with me."
"Dragon King please come first."
Ao Kun nodded with a smile, took a step forward, and walked straight towards the stone door.
After avoiding his sight, a five-color spiritual light flew out of Xu Junming's sleeves and disappeared next to him.
"Zhenren Xu, please!"
When Ao Kun came to the door, he was afraid that Xu Junming would see some clues, so he shouted quickly.
Xu Junming smiled faintly and followed.
Seeing this, Ao Kun flew with his fingers, and a stream of spiritual light flew into the stone door. Soon, a layer of dark blue ripples started from the middle of the two stone doors and gradually dissipated to the surroundings.
"Boom", the stone door opened.
"Real person, please!"
Ao Kun walked in first.
Xu Junming smiled and nodded, following closely behind.
However, the moment he entered, the forbidden method of the Dragon Clan Cemetery was activated, the surrounding world was spinning, and the surrounding scenery soon changed drastically.
A world filled with yellow sand and white bones, full of death appeared before our eyes.
Obviously, he has fallen into the middle of Wanlong Kiln.
"Hahaha…."
With a arrogant, proud, and proud laugh, Ao Kun's figure appeared in mid-air.
"Xu Junming, I have tried so hard to finally get you under my control."
He smiled lightly and looked at Ao Kun.
"What does Dragon King mean by this?"
"What do you mean? Of course I want you to pay for my nine sons' lives!"
"Why did King Aolong say this? When did I kill your ninth prince?"
The reason why he put himself in danger and entered the Wanlong Kiln was because he wanted to know what Ao Kun's purpose was?
After all, although he has the soul-searching technique, he may not be able to obtain Ao Kun's soul completely.
It would be bad if a potential enemy was missed by mistake.
Moreover, he had long concealed the secret of killing Ao Shen. The den of foxes in Jinhua County also hid deep in Daheng Mountain and never came out.
He was very curious, how did Ao Kun know about this?
"Xu Junming, stop pretending. Now that things have happened, the matter of you killing my nine sons has been known to the Imperial Master for a long time."
"National Master, is that Pudu Cihang?"
"Exactly!"
Xu Junming smiled faintly.
"With just a few words from others, you can turn the spear against me. How did you, a stupid dragon, become the Dragon King?"
"How dare you ridicule me!" Ao Kun was furious.
The wind and clouds surged in Wanlong Kiln, and the color of the sky and earth changed.
"Isn't it true? You never thought that your nine sons died in the hands of the devil Cihang. If you found out, you would rake up and pour the dirty water on me?"
Xu Junming smiled.
"Um?!"
Ao Kun's heart moved.
It's not impossible.
But soon he remembered what Cihang once said.
"We, the Longjiang Shui Tribe, have no grievances against Cihang Imperial Master, so why did he want to kill my nine sons? Moreover, in the entire cultivation world, who doesn't know that you, Xu Junming, hate evil so much that you destroyed the Black Heart Demon Sect for this reason. Only you can do that.
Do you have the guts to kill my nine sons without me, the huge force of the Longjiang Shui Tribe?"
"These words were told to you by the devil Cihang, right?" Xu Junming said calmly.
"So what? Xu Junming, do you still want to deny it now?"
"Deny? Haha, when did I ever think of denying it?" He nodded, "The devil is right, I did kill those nine sons of yours."
"As for the reason for killing, you, as an old man, know very well what kind of character your son is. He committed adultery, plunder, and killed countless people. His sins are serious. For such a big disaster, it would be better to kill him as early as possible."
"Xu, Jun, Ming, you are looking for death!!"
Along with the extremely angry voice, the sky and the earth were turbulent.
The vast power of heaven and earth turned into extremely tyrannical thunder, roaring like an angry dragon from the nine heavens, and rushed straight down towards Xu Junming.
An eight-color pagoda with eight layers and eight corners flew out from Xu Junming's head.
At first it was only the size of a fingertip, but in an instant it grew to a size of thousands of feet.
A mighty giant tower with a mighty aura.
"Boom...!"
The astonishing sound of collision resounded throughout the cave world.
The vast shock wave, like white lightning, swept across nearly thousands of miles.
Looking at the powerful pagoda, Ao Kun looked solemn.
Fortunately, he made arrangements early and guided Xu Junming to Wanlong Kiln in advance. Otherwise, I might not be able to defeat him with just his own magic power and spiritual treasures.
"You have spiritual treasures. Our dragon clan has accumulated them over tens of thousands of years, so why don't we have treasures?"
The finger gestures changed, and an octagonal copper hammer flew out from the Dantian.
The copper hammer is surrounded by spiritual light, the electric light flashes, and the atmosphere is extraordinary.
"Xu Junming, look at my Mjolnir!"
As soon as the magic power was activated, the octagonal copper hammer instantly expanded thousands of times. It was as thick as the lightning in the river, like angry dragons, clinging to the giant hammer hundreds of feet. The blue-white aura was majestic and astonishing.
Looking at the giant hammer flying through the air, Xu Junming smiled faintly.
"Thunder Spirit Treasure, don't you think I am the one!"
"Look at my thunder drum!"
‘Dong dong dong…!’
Accompanied by the earth-shattering sound of the drum, a giant bronze drum as big as a mountain and embossed with a Kui Niu pattern appeared in mid-air.
Surrounded by countless thunders, the thunder drum is no less powerful than Mjolnir.
This Thunder Dao Spiritual Treasure has been absorbing the evolution of thunder since Xu Junming successfully practiced it, and it is already a Spiritual Treasure by now.
'Boom!'
The two thunderbolts collided together, as if two blue and purple rivers met, instantly arousing thousands of electric sparks, and the scattered thunder spread for hundreds of miles, reflecting the blue and purple in the sky, which was really beautiful.
"Ao Longwang, I have heard that the Longjiang Aquatic Tribe has two great spiritual treasures, the 'Dragon God Banner' and the 'Tianlong Sword'. Why don't you take them out so that Xu can feast his eyes on them!"
Ao Kun snorted coldly.
"Since you want to die, I will grant your wish!"
'choke!'
A sword cry resounded throughout the world.
Then he saw a magnificent green sword light flying straight towards Xu Junming.
The sword energy is even stronger than the four swords he has refined to kill the immortal, kill the demon, kill the demon, and kill the sky.