Doomsday Horror Storm

Chapter 30: Dragon God Statue!

One step away, two worlds apart.

Yang Xuan walked into the big tree, and as soon as he saw flowers in front of his eyes, he saw a wide valley with towering ancient trees and a quiet environment. On the ground, there were many white mountains and peaks with no tops.

Yang Xuan stood on the soft ground and looked back, seeing ripples flashing and Xiao Changhai walking out. The two of them appeared in a completely different world.

Xiao Changhai looked at the familiar environment around him, sighed in his heart, and whispered to Yang Xuan: "Master, the old man is right in front. You can reach it by walking straight along this road."

Yang Xuan smiled slightly and said: "It doesn't matter, let's wait here, he will come to pick us up."

Xiao Changhai was startled.

"Haha..." At this moment, a hearty laugh came from the sky, and then, a strong wind roared in, bending the towering trees around.

The earth suddenly became dark.

The strong wind blew down from above, making Yang Xuan's clothes rustle, and his black hair flew back. He looked calm, and when he looked up, he saw that the sky was pitch black, and one head was indescribably huge, enough to fill the Earth.

The huge black dragon floats on it, like a horizontal mountain range, winding into the distance, with no head and tail visible, and it is incalculably long.

Under the belly of this black dragon, there are four claws, each claw has three claw fingers. In the dragon clan, the claws represent strength. The three-claw realm is equivalent to a strong person in the saint realm.

The four-claw realm is the eternal strong man

The legendary five-clawed golden dragon is the powerful man of heaven

They are both saints and strong men, but when a human fights against a dragon, 100% of the human will die. With the innate strength of the dragon, it is enough to leapfrog the fight.

Yang Xuan felt the power of this black dragon, and his eyes became serious.

At this time, the huge black dragon suddenly turned around and transformed into an old man in black robes. The blocked sunlight was released, making it a bit dazzling for a moment.

Only then did Yang Xuan realize that the sun in the sky was so terrifyingly huge that it was simply boundless. Even the suns in the billions of solar systems could not compare to it.

Yang Xuan slowly withdrew his gaze. With his eyesight, even a bullet could not penetrate his eyes. But when he looked up at the sun, he felt bursts of dazzling pain. One can imagine how huge and terrifying the sun is, and how hot it is.

It's enough to evaporate a strong person in the Heavenly Dao Realm.

At this time, the old man in black robe had floated down, his eyes occasionally shining with light, he looked at Yang Xuan with a smile and said: "Human friend, why are you here?"

Yang Xuan looked as usual and said: "I don't want to tell secrets. You have seen the process of coming here from the formation in my disciple's body. Naturally, you also know that I came here to let you cancel the formation in his body."

Mark, I don’t want my disciple to always have a bomb in his body.”

The black-robed old man's eyes flashed, and he said: "Are you so confident that you want me to withdraw the formation from his body? In terms of strength, you are only at the first level of enlightenment, and you are far from my opponent."

Yang Xuan was noncommittal. Although his strength reached 150,000 times, which was enough to fight against a strong person in the Transformation Realm, his own realm was still at the first level of the Enlightenment Realm.

"Tell me your conditions." Yang Xuan said coldly to the old man in black robe.

The old man in black robe stroked his palms and smiled and said: "It's easy to talk to smart people. My request is very simple. As long as you can come up with something that makes my heart beat, I will withdraw the formation from his body."

Yang Xuan sneered: "Will your dragon clan still lack treasures?"

The old man in black robe smiled and said: "The more treasures, the better. No one will dislike this thing. If you can come up with one or two Taoist tools, I can consider it."

Yang Xuan's eyes flashed coldly, "No?"

The old man in black robe still looked calm and said with a smile: "Then you will work here as a coolie for ten thousand years, helping me refine elixirs and make weapons."

The coldness in Yang Xuan's eyes suddenly disappeared, and instead he showed a smile and said lightly: "What if it doesn't work?"

The smile on the face of the old man in black robe gradually disappeared, he looked at him indifferently and said: "Then there is only one way."

Yang Xuan smiled and said leisurely: "What if we don't go that way?"

The old man in black robe snorted coldly and said: "I have no choice, go die." As he said that, he took out his withered palm from under his robe and pointed it at Yang Xuan. There was a faint shadow of dragon claws surrounding his palm with fierce force.

Yang Xuan smiled slightly and slowly stretched out his hand to welcome him. In the short second he stretched out his hand, golden dragon scales quickly grew out of his body and covered his whole body. From the black hair on his head, a layer of dragon scales slowly grew out.

A single black horn stabs the sky...

Yang Xuan knew that his Heaven-supporting bloodline had opened up a little more, and he would soon be able to reach the fourth level.

Two palms like dragon claws collided in mid-air. The dragon clan has always been known for its strength, but the old man in black robe quickly changed his expression, because he sent out power from Yang Xuan's palm like a vast river.

, galloping endlessly, causing his body to sway slightly, and he took a step back before standing firm.

The old man in black robe showed deep shock in his eyes. He looked at Yang Xuan in disbelief. Yang Xuan also looked at him indifferently. His eyes were golden, like an eternal emperor, dominating the world.

"momentum

The old man in black robe was shocked. From this human young man, he actually felt a bit of the aura of the ancient emperor, a kind of depression from the soul, permeating his heart, just like a person who saw a tiger, and was naturally frightened.

fear.

On strength…

The black-robed old man has reached the peak of the tenth level of the Enlightenment Realm, with a minimum strength of 100,000 times. However, as a dragon, he is much stronger than a human. He already has 150,000 times the strength, which is enough to fight against the second and third levels of the Tao Transformation Realm.

However, Yang Xuan is as powerful as him, and has three rules, so he can fight against people of the same strength.

The old man in black robe suddenly saw the ancient armor mark between Yang Xuan's eyebrows, his pupils shrank, and his eyes revealed unbelievable horror, "Dragon, Dragon God statue..."

Among the dragons, there is a statue as high as the sky. The statue looks like the ancestor of the dragons. No one knows its name, so they call it the Dragon God.

At this moment, the old man in black robe discovered that the mysterious ancient armor mark on Yang Xuan's eyebrows was exactly the same as the rune on the Dragon God's eyebrows.

Yang Xuan looked at the old man in black robe and said: "The purpose of my coming here is very simple. To unlock the formation in my disciple's body, I will never embarrass you."

The old man in black robe came to his senses and slowly moved his gaze from Yang Xuan's eyebrows to his face. After staring for a while, he suddenly said: "I have a request."

Yang Xuan frowned, "What?"

The old man in black robe said: "Please follow me to the Holy Land of the Dragon Clan. I need to confirm something."

Before Yang Xuan could speak, Xiao Changhai rushed over and said, "Master, don't listen to him. If he deceives you and asks some companions to surround you, it will be troublesome."

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