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Chapter 67 Return to Dragon Island

On the Zulong boat, Zhou Tong was still practicing quietly.

The ancestor god Youchao's Heavenly Palace fought for a year. In the past year, the deep sea in his body had almost not deepened, and even became a little smaller. Because he had not obtained any spiritual essence to strengthen the deep sea in this year, but his cultivation level increased, consuming a lot of potential in the deep sea.

Now such a good opportunity on the Zulong ship is naturally not to be missed. This ship has accumulated a huge amount of power, but now it has become Zhou Tong's possession.

He tried his best to swallow and spit, constantly absorbing the essence of the rays of the qiulong ship, turning it into potential and precipitating it in his deep sea.

During the four or five days on the Zulong ship, Zhou Tong replenished all the deep-sea potential consumed in the past year, and even had more. Of course, at the cost, the colorful mist on the Zulong ship faded a little.

And just a few days later, a wave of a vast aura came to my face, which was the breath of Dragon Island.

Zhou Tong opened his eyes and showed a hint of regret: "What a pity, if I give me a few more months, I can completely turn all the power accumulated by the Ancestral Dragon Boat over the past countless years into potential."

However, since it has arrived, Zhou Tong will naturally not continue to stay on the Zulong Ship. He directly logged into Long Island along the Colorful Bridge of the Zulong Ship.

"roar……"

Zhou Tong had just landed on Dragon Island and suddenly heard a deafening dragon roar. This dragon roar resounded throughout the world, and the rolling sound waves stormed in the void like a tide, which made Zhou Tong, who had just landed on Dragon Island, stunned.

"The strength of the Dragon Clan is stronger than I imagined!" Zhou Tong said silently in his heart.

He was weak in the past and had not noticed anything, but now he had the ability to leaps through the Ninth Heaven and suddenly realized that the dragon tribes on Dragon Island, especially those royal tribes, were probably still above him, at least they were in the supreme realm or even the full realm.

"But that's right. If they were really that weak, how could they attack the dead city or even escape unharmed?" Zhou Tong said silently in his heart.

The strength of the Dragon Clan is definitely beyond the expectations of everyone in the Immortal Continent. The winged dragon clan, the Dragon Clan alone, can be regarded as the top power on the Immortal Continent. The Winged Dragon Clan can only be regarded as a medium-strength line among the Dragon Clan, far inferior to the top ten royal clans.

The mountains on Dragon Island are majestic, and tigers roar and apes cry in the vast jungle. It looks like a wilderness. Dragons can be seen hunting and fighting here everywhere.

"Huh? Is this the power of that seal?" At this moment, Zhou Tong suddenly noticed something, and a hint of surprise appeared in his eyes.

That was the power of sealing the town on Dragon Island, but the moment this force touched Zhou Tong, it was immediately blocked by the Ancestral Dragon Essence in his body; only by having the protection of the Ancestral Dragon Essence can we truly maintain our strength and consciousness on Dragon Island when our strength is not strong.

"It's time to go to the Dragon Clan Holy Mountain!" Zhou Tong said softly.

Behind him was the endless sea of ​​taboos. Although there was a golden light, it was a dead sea of ​​silence. It looked very beautiful, but there was no breath of life. The vast golden ocean was like a country of death, completely isolated from the outside world.

On the coast, the tall ancient trees were green and green. Zhou Tong walked towards the depths of the island. He shuttled through the numerous wild forests and advanced towards the direction of the Dragon Clan Holy Mountain.

Back then, he took one or two hours to cross the island on Dragon Island, but after he reached his current state, he only took a few breaths to the holy mountain of Dragon Island.

The Holy Mountain is still majestic and towering into the clouds. The mountain is reddish-brown, just like it has been infected by blood donation, giving people a feeling of a long history.

The mountain was hazy with mist, with neither plants nor animals, and it looked dead and silent. However, many broken palace traces could be seen, but these palaces had collapsed and shattered.

"It's time to go in! With my current magical powers, the holy mountain should be unable to devour me!" Zhou Tong looked at the holy mountain, plucked up the courage, and resolutely stepped towards the mountain.

There are many palaces on the Holy Mountain, and the space near each palace seems to connect to the hellish dead city. If you approach it rashly, you may be sent directly into the dead city.

But if you want to walk up the holy mountain, you must approach this palace, and there is no way to avoid the palace.

However, although there is no way to avoid the palace, if you choose the road carefully, you can still find a relatively "safe" road.

Zhou Tong walked along the path he had calculated, but inevitably he approached a palace. In an instant, Zhou Tong felt as if he was in an abyss and was trapped in hell. He felt that the light around him had disappeared, and at the same time a dead breath surged into his heart.

He knew that it was the breath of the dead city on Dragon Island. He was going to be sent into the dead city by a trap near the palace, as if he was about to fall into eternal darkness.

Zhou Tong was instantly alert and immediately used the dragon clan's great powers.

Since his cultivation level was upgraded, the dragon clan's great supernatural powers have become incomparable to the same level as before, and their power has skyrocketed. Back then, he was able to use this supernatural power to pull back the monk who fell into the darkness, let alone now.

The blue glow shone brightly, and with a flash of "brush", he instantly appeared on the land of the Holy Mountain and returned from the hellish dark passage.

"I have entered a dangerous place and I have to cheer up my spirits!" Zhou Tong knew that even if he had chosen the safest passage, there were at least twenty-three similar traps within five thousand meters ahead. He had to cheer up all his spirits. If he took a wrong step, he would be dead.

Keep moving forward, the five thousand meters of road was walking very slowly, and it took two hours to get out.

But in these two hours, he spent most of his energy. This feeling was even more tiring than when he fought seven consecutive games at the gate of the Youchao Heavenly Palace.

"Huh!! Finally walked out of this palace area, and it's safe next time!"

After completely leaving this palace area, Zhou Tong took a deep breath at this time. He knew that it was safe here.

"Continue to move forward!!" Zhou Tong continued to go up the mountain. He had not walked far away. He had already arrived at the halfway up the holy mountain. This place was no longer as deserted as the foot of the mountain, but an oasis appeared.

The oasis is green and green, with flowers and birds singing, and the scenery is as poetic as picturesque. Listening intently, you can hear the tender sound of dragon roars, and you can even feel the fluctuations of dragon energy, with young dragons fighting inside.

"I finally found it. This is where the Ancestral Dragon lives in seclusion!" Seeing the oasis, Zhou Tong breathed a sigh of relief and accelerated his pace towards the oasis.
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