A big stone that was struck by thunder and fell into a crack, bumping and bumping all the way, and finally hit the bottom after a long time. The big stone swayed slightly, and then the surface was hazy, and it actually became a human.

Chang Xi noticed that there were no abnormal movements or human traces around him, and then the prototype appeared.

I'm afraid this is the real Netherworld Abyss in Ying Zhaojun's mouth.

The underground abyss is quiet and deep, and it feels like a completely closed jar. The sound of a drop of water splashing is clearly audible. On the contrary, the roar of thunder rolling on the surface of the earth cannot be heard here. There is a winding path leading to the deep secluded place.

Chang Xi stepped on the path and followed the faint smell of the mutated dragon breath. The deeper the path, the color and purity of the Nether Jade Crystals on both sides of the path were increased to the point of being visible to the naked eye. His palms smeared the surface of the crystal, and the touch was cold, like a mirror or silk. He felt the power contained in it and frowned slightly because he found that the color and purity of these Nether Jade Crystals were far inferior to that of the demon world.

The smell of dragon breath in the rich demonic energy became stronger, and the heat seemed particularly obvious in the cold. Chang Xi stopped, and the changes in his body made him hesitate.

He used the supreme origin of the dragon clan in the demon world before, and by accident, the Huangquan Ascension Skill he practiced could perfectly conceal the spiritual power in his body. But now he is only close to the source of this mutated dragon breath, which greatly improves the activity of the supreme origin in his body. If this continues, the effect of the Huangquan Ascension Skill will not be so effective.

Chang Xi's second personality said solemnly: "It seems like a powerful guy inside."

Chang Xi remembered the words of Mr. Chengzhu and Ying Zhaojun, patted his cheek, and then stepped towards the cave entrance that was hundreds of feet deep underground.

It was as if the vast cave in Tianmen was pitch black, and only a crackling sound of iron chains shaking was heard. Even if it was the darkness of the five fingers, Chang Xi could still sense a pair of huge eyes staring at him in the dark.

He blinked his fingers and illuminated the cave with a illumination technique.

Two pairs of shining dragon eyes looked at each other, and Chang Xi suddenly opened his eyes wide.

What he saw was a giant dragon with a body of more than five hundred feet. The abyss demon dragon in Ying Zhaojun's mouth was filled with heart-pounding purple-black surface. The supposedly smooth dragon scales were covered with hideous and sharp bulges, and purple-black lightning arcs were bouncing on it. The entire purple-black dragon was nailed to the ground by a total of 72 bone-transparent nails made of Nether Jade Crystal, and there was a formation on the dragon crown, as if something white object was dripping into it. Every drop of white liquid drips, the seventy-two bone-transparent nails that penetrated the dragon had a purple-black light.

The giant dragon covered in black and purple looked at the uninvited guest in front of him and sarcastically said in a cold manner: "You group of demons are really ridiculous. You have been thinking about the dragon breath of my dragon clan for more than a hundred years, and now you have created this kind of four-dimensional thing?"

The dragon immediately narrowed his eyes and said, "Wait, the demonic smell on your demon body seems to be a little wrong... It seems to be the smell of turbid air?"

Chang Xi ignored the sarcasm and doubts of the Abyss Demon Dragon, but directly pulled up to the formation at the top, and his pupils suddenly tightened. The white liquid dripped into the formation and the seventy-two bone-transmissive nails was the stalactite marrow!

No wonder the Demon Realm royal family was able to imprison this giant dragon from the Divine Travel Realm here. It turned out that they had also figured out the vicious means of controlling the dragon clan, which was exactly the same as the White Tiger clan!

With the formation realm of Grandmaster Chang Xi's level, it is not difficult to find that this formation has a thin line of divine thoughts that connects to the unknown land. The demon emperor in the palace is not proficient in the formation, and there is no even a superficial application. The only possibility is that the palace worshiper who is also a Shenyou Realm.

It is not easy to remove the formation while cheating the great worshiper's divine consciousness. Even Mr. Yizhu's cultivation was tortured and in pain. Don't worry about the character of this abyss demon dragon. At least he couldn't stand this despicable and shameless method and immediately decided to break the formation.

Seeing that the little devil flew to the formation without saying a word, he became more convinced of his thoughts and sneered: "Just relying on your incompetent deception methods, it will not be a problem for grandpa, I will last for hundreds of years. Just do some ruthless things!"

"I'm talking so much nonsense, shut up!" Chang Xi cursed with a genuine dragon swear.

The abyss demon dragon, which was pinned by the bone-transmitted nail, immediately wanted to retaliate, and then was stunned. How could this demon have the dragon language? This dragon language is not the same as the language of other races. Without the corresponding bloodline power, it is impossible to learn it. Could this little demon?

Chang Xi's fingertips flew like butterflies, and his slender fingers pulled out the afterimage. Tens of thousands of formation runes covered the original formation, and it actually staged a trick to steal the sky and change the sun. It turned out that Chang Xi cleverly removed the formation from the great worshipper and replaced it with a formation that looked exactly the same but was actually harmless.

The Abyss Demon Dragon is not a fool, he knows very well what this little devil is doing.

Finally, Chang Xi finished his work, fell down and looked directly at the Abyss Demon Dragon again.

This time, the Abyss Demon Dragon did not speak loudly anymore. After a while of silence, he asked: "Who are you? Demons are not like demons, and dragons are not like dragons. I have never seen them."

Chang Xi said nothing else, and instantly released his dragon power without reservation. Countless fine golden dragon scales emerged on his cheeks, and half of his arm was in the shape of a dragon claw. Suddenly, the dragon power in the huge cave was raging like a hurricane, and the abyss demon dragon was stunned.

After the hurricane dissipated, the Abyss Demon Dragon finally came to his senses and subconsciously whispered: "The smell of your dragon breath is very similar to the origin of the king, but it seems to be a little different..."

Chang Xi said expressionlessly: "It is the origin of the Supreme."

The Abyss Demon Dragon subconsciously wanted to struggle when he heard this, but because his whole body was embedded in the ground with bone-transmitted nails, he could not move at all. He had to lower his head and said to himself: "So that's it... So that's it... It's the origin of the supreme. No wonder I suddenly had the urge to provoke my body just now, so you can understand and speak dragon language."

Chang Xi said coldly: "If it weren't for your willingness to fall, I would have taken action to kill you so that my dragon clan would no longer be ashamed."

It is hard to imagine that this situation is a dialogue between the realm of refining the virtual world and the realm of Shenyou.

The Abyss Demon Dragon, who had been persecuted by the demon clan for more than a hundred years, leaned his huge head to the ground, and did not try to explain anything to Chang Xi. The dragon clan could have the bloodline of the king that was almost over the sky, and could also have the supreme bloodline and origin that was not one in a million? Then he must be the next leader of the dragon clan.
Chapter completed!