Xiao Leng and Baxia collided together, the entire palace began to collapse, and the earth continued to crack. Xiao Leng even doubted whether the Nine-hole Dragon Bridge could withstand such a burst attack. This was a collision of power and a top competition.

In fact, Xiao Leng's worries were unnecessary. When the water of the Ambergris River flooded the broken palace, all the cracks and all the destruction were quickly smoothed.

Water has no normal shape, but it is tangible when it condenses.

The confrontation continued, but when the boundless domineering aura condensed from the Domineering Sea was blocked by Xiao Leng, the Domineering Sea's retreat was already destined.

After repeated collisions, the blood mist around Xiao Leng gathered and dispersed, dispersed and gathered, but it became more and more intense, while the power of the domineering power became more and more, and the domineering aura gradually became gone. It could only be achieved by hoarse roars to prove that it was still alive.

"ah--"

When Xiao Leng's momentum rose to a point that he had never reached, Xiao Leng roared wildly and jumped up. The rich blood mist around her also gathered. A huge blood-colored fist formed instantly, as if it had condensed the power of Xiao Leng's whole body and wanted to vent it.

"Woo--"

The domineering evidently felt danger, and shouted "wow" and actually retracted his head and limbs into the huge turtle shell. The original domineering aura had already left it.

Is it still a domineering domineering? When the blood-colored fist is swung down, the domineering is bombarded into residue.

When Xiao Leng entered the next cave entrance, streams of fragrant fragrance came to his nose. This was the smell of burning incense. Sure enough, this huge incense burner was placed in the center of the Golden Palace, and green smoke floated out from the incense burner.

However, Xiao Leng's eyes were staring at the golden silhouette that was sucking in the incense burner.

The silhouette, also known as the golden silhouette and the spiritual silhouette, looks like a lion, ranking fifth. Although it is fierce, she likes quiet but not moving in her life, likes sitting and likes fireworks, so she is often carved on the incense burner to allow her to enjoy the incense.

Jin Wei Zi can be said to be the highest comprehensive strength among Long Zi. Whether it is defense, attack or speed, Jin Wei Zi has outstanding results.

Pulao, a dragon that looks like a curved curve, ranks fourth, and has been roaring and roaring all his life, and is like a loud bell.

He mocked the wind, looks like a beast, is the third brother, and has been very dangerous and hopeful throughout his life.

Yazi is the second child. Legend has it that he was born with a dragon-headed jackal. He has a strong personality throughout his life, is fighting and likes to kill. He is the god of war for Longzi.

Xiao Leng came to the hole one by one, and the blood dragon became much smaller, but it became more solid, and its overall strength was greatly improved. Especially with the continuous fighting, a faint dragon power was still faintly born.

At the last hole, you will naturally encounter a prisoner.

Prisoner is the eldest among the nine sons of the dragon. He loves music all his life and is the most docile among the many dragon sons. He is not fond of killing or showing off his ruthlessness, and specializes in music.

The hall in front of me looked like a huge guzheng. When Xiao Leng stepped into the hall, a monster with a dragon head and snake body was already standing in the center of the hall. The dragon claws grabbed a dragon head and a pleasant sound was coming from it.

Listening to the melodious voice, Xiao Leng's rolling murderous aura began to calm down, and the lingering evil aura began to slowly disperse.

Xiao Leng seemed to be back on Earth. At that time, Xiao Leng had a high status, but his life was carefree. He leisurely explored some dangerous places on Earth all day long, or talked about some life ideals with some nobles and socialites.

When I came to Delan World, the period of time I spent in the Lin family was also Xiao Leng’s most comfortable time.

Afterwards, Xiao Leng embarked on the road of Xuan Cultivation and began to practice hard. Because Xiao Leng began to feel no sense of security, he found that the world of Xuan Cultivation is full of dangers, and this is still a world where the strong are respected. Cultivation is like sailing against the current, if you don’t advance, you will retreat. This retreat may be death.

The sound of the huqin, the sound of the huqin is melodious...

Xiao Leng felt a little tired. He accidentally entered the Xuan Xiu Realm. From then on, there was no joy or freedom. All he had was endless killing. Xiao Leng wanted to sink and didn't want to live so tired again.

Xiao Leng's soul blood bat lay quietly in the sea of ​​blood, as if he had fallen asleep, and the sea of ​​consciousness seemed to have turned into a dead sea, with blood and energy not alive, and death.

"Squeak squeak..."

A few faint squeaks suddenly came out of the mouth of the blood bat, and spiritual storms began to spit out from the mouth of the blood bat, causing huge waves in the sea of ​​consciousness. The blood-colored waves were not chaotic, but began to rotate continuously, forming a blood-colored cloud over the sea of ​​consciousness. The clouds gathered thicker and thicker, and the blood-colored aura became more and more intense.

"Boom boom boom boom--"

Blood-colored lightning began to flash in the blood cloud, like dense blood vessels distributed on the blood cloud, wrapping the blood cloud.

Finally, after a violent explosion, the sea of ​​consciousness returned to tranquility, and a terrifying aura began to spread in the sea of ​​consciousness. Gradually, the entire Jiukong Dragon Bridge began to tremble, and then the White Emperor Palace, the White Emperor Mausoleum...

A kind of strong men in the White Emperor's Mausoleum felt this terrifying aura, but no one was afraid, but they were all surprised because they concluded that only the White Emperor could possess, and someone must have triggered the White Emperor's inheritance.

This means that there must be something left by the White Emperor in the White Emperor Palace, and this thing also concerns whether they can go further and achieve the position of Xuan Emperor.

At this time, the powerful Xuanzong people in the White Emperor Palace also experienced this terrifying power.

Several powerful Xuanzong masters who were still fighting hard with the Nine Dragons sons felt it in surprise and then fought harder, because they knew that the treasures or the inheritance of the White Emperor in the White Emperor Palace had already appeared, and if they didn't hurry up, they wouldn't be able to catch up.

A young man in white was standing quietly in a white jade hall at this time, and the young man in white was wearing a cloud dragon crown and his eyes were like stars.

He was the first to enter the White Jade Hall. As soon as he rushed into the hall, a terrifying aura swept over, making the boy in white instantly fall into an ice cave, stopping his forward rushing figure.

Unlike the hall I encountered before, this hall is not only tall and majestic, but also very exquisitely decorated.

Especially the magical carving work can turn decay into magic, with cloud patterns flowing, like a treasure land of immortals.

On the banks of the Ambergris River, a young man in white sat cross-legged there, with two chess pieces on his head constantly turning, forming a strange chessboard. His bright forehead was also slightly sweating, as if he was under great pressure.

The young man in white is naturally Wu Yingqi, a genius of chess formation. He did not enter the magic circle, but instead realized the operation of the formation with his heart outside the formation, trying to use his mental power to control the Nine Dragon Formation on the Nine-hole Dragon Bridge and then subdue the magic circle.

However, the formation spirit seemed extremely powerful, and it was not something that he, a boy with the strength of Xuanzong, could deal with. The other party transformed into dragon sons and kept changing his identities and roles, which made the arduous young man in vain for a while.

When the emperor-like power swept over, a blood-colored lightning flashed in the mind of the young man in white, and the roars of dragons were like a call of expression, which made the young man who was thinking hard suddenly realize.

On the top of a snow-capped mountain in the White Emperor's Mausoleum, the white and crystal ice lake is located here. What's strange is that the entire mountain is covered with snow, but the ice lake is rippling with water and crystal clear.

A woman in white was staring at her shadow in the ice lake, especially her bright eyes full of charm.

When the emperor's power swept across the entire White Emperor's Mausoleum blew like a breeze from the surface of the Ice Lake, the calm lake began to ripples, and the beautiful and charming figure of the woman in white began to become distorted, gradually becoming a little blurred.

The woman in white looked up at the sky. The sky was still so gloomy, as if she had finally made up her mind. The woman in white jumped gently, like a fairy, slowly falling into the ice lake, and more like a white and crystal snowflake, slowly blending into the ice lake, without causing a wave, even a slight sensation.
Chapter completed!