Fantasy, The Cultivation Base From The Previous Life Cannot Be Sealed

"What!" Zuo Zu, who was leaning on the throne, stood up in a jerk, and the scheming smile on his face disappeared in an instant.

Naoxiu in front of the throne suddenly trembled from fright, subconsciously retreated a few steps.

He said to himself, didn't you just say that you should not be impatient when things happen, why did it explode immediately...

"Go! Go to the dungeon quickly! Bring those two old boys from the Gu family here, remember to be quick!" Zuo Zu ordered in a panic.

Since the visitor can break the big formation, it means that his combat power is at least at the fairy level, and he dare not bet that he will be able to beat the opponent.

"What are you waiting for? Hurry up!"

"I know, I know, this subordinate will go now..."

After Nao Xiu's figure disappeared in the Great Hall, Zuo Zu took out a dark red jade tablet from his bosom.

This is the token of the Naolong Clan, and it is also the key to activate another hidden formation in the Nao City.

When the ancestor's true immortal died unexpectedly, the secret treasure of the true immortal also lost its trace, leaving only the only hole card that can summon the projection of the true immortal.

It is still effective even over time.

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In the sky above the city, a great battle is imminent.

Long Aotian, Gu Yuan, and Gu Huai charged all the way, and the Cultivators of the Dragon Clan, who were directly killed, scattered and fled.

With Gu Qingxue, the half step fairy, sweeping by, they had no scruples at all, and they were unscrupulously venting the hatred accumulated in their hearts for many years.

Especially Long Aotian, his own Cultivation Base has reached the peak of Dao Formation, coupled with the blessing of real dragon scales, he is almost invincible under the magic transformation.

Even if the Dao formation with seven veins and eight veins is in front of him, it is as vulnerable as a chicken and a dog.

"You Xiaolongs of the Dragon Clan, back then Master Long said that he would kill him one day, so just wash your necks and accept death obediently!"

Immediately, Long Aotian punched out fiercely, and the huge phantom of the giant dragon hovered over the city of Tuo. Wherever it passed, dozens of Tuolong Clan cultivators besieged and burst into blood mist instantly.

"It's that evil dragon!"

"This is the bloody little evil dragon from back then!"

Many people in the Dragon Clan recognized Long Aotian's identity, and they couldn't help but turn pale with astonishment.

He disappeared for hundreds of years, so that the people of the Tuo tribe who saw Long Aotian thought he was completely dead.

Some people even beat their chests because they missed the great opportunity of the Dragon Clan.

But now, the down-and-out man who was cornered by the Dragon Clan has returned.

And it went directly to the city of Tuo.

"Uncle Long! You are so courageous!"

"Aren't you afraid that we will capture you and hand you over to the Dragon Clan if you entered the city so grandiosely!"

Many cultivators of the Nai tribe showed greed on their faces one after another.

They remembered the promise made by His Royal Highness the Seventh Princess of the Dragon Clan, "Anyone who kills the Dragon Clan's evil barrier will get a Dragon Clan Immortal Weapon!"

"Master Long, I'm standing here now, and I'll give it a try if I have the guts!" Long Aotian was full of murderous aura, and he casually twisted the neck of a cultivator.

"One more thing, Master Long, I want to tell you in advance..."

"Now, my name is Long Aotian!"

After the words fell, Long Aotian's momentum surged again, and a loud dragon chant resounded through the sky.

An incomparably domineering dragon's power instantly swept over half of the city, making countless Cu cultivators tremble with fear.

This is the oppression of the superiors over the inferiors.

If it weren't for the absolute advantage in Realm, it would be impossible to resist this fear from the depths of the soul.

"This, how is this possible..."

"It's just a bloody evil dragon, why does it have such a pure dragon power..."

"He obviously didn't have one back then..."

Many dragon cultivators couldn't help showing panic, and lost their fighting spirit for a while.

"What are you afraid of? No matter how strong they are, there are only three of them. Could it be that they can kill hundreds of Dao formations in the city?" A Cultivator of the Dragon Clan came forward to boost morale, but it sounded a bit harsh.

Huo San, who was eating melons and watching operas on the clouds, raised his eyebrows, as if he remembered the familiar lines all the way, "There are thousands of monks in our temple swarming up, and you may not be able to kill them all by yourself..."

"Master Yan, how about the old man go up and contribute..." Master Longzu asked tentatively, feeling a little unsteady.

"No, you don't need to." Huo San smiled meaningfully.

"With you, the Dragon Ancestor, coming forward, can we still fight today? Most likely it will end in nothing..."

"So, you'd better stay here and watch the show obediently."

"But..." Zhu Gan wanted to say something, but seeing Huo San give him a self-understanding look, he was so scared that he could only swallow it obediently.

Alas...he secretly sighed in his heart.

It seems that this Karma cannot be resolved after all...

"Old apprentice, I'm back as a teacher!"

I saw a golden "cloud" flying from the sky, which was actually densely packed golden small titans connected into a piece.

The golden divine splendor reflected half of the sky.

"Many people bully few people? You group of salted fish want to touch my apprentice, but have you ever asked me, who is the Master!"

"Whoosh whoosh..."

One after another golden stick shadows, like meteors falling from the sky, hit the Dragon Palace straight away.

"Boom..."

The whole city was shaken and trembled.

Despite such a huge momentum, surprisingly, the palace was not damaged at all, and even a single tile could be destroyed.

The main body, Sun Xiaokong, frowned and came to the side of the two people who were back to back, Yilong.

"Hey, why is this place different from your ancient house? Why is there another formation protection on the building..."

not good! Gu Huai was startled.

When he quickly turned his head to look at Dage, he really found that the latter's head drooped again.

"Dage! Don't be like this! Little Martial Uncle has plenty of fairy crystals!"

Ok? what happened to him? Could it be that I said something wrong... Sun Xiaokong scratched his head, a little puzzled.

But he didn't take it to heart.

Then he waved the iron stick in his hand, and the avatars did the same, saying in unison:

"Young master is going to level down your Dragon City today!"

The momentum was like a rainbow, and the sound was like thunder, reverberating in the city for a long time without dissipating.

But when the sound subsided, laughter suddenly broke out in the sky.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

"Only by you?"

"It's nothing more than an ant in the sky, so what if there are many clones, any one of us can be wiped out with a flick of a finger..."

"Hahahaha..." There was another burst of laughter.

"Oh, do you like to laugh so much?" Sun Xiaokong's complexion gradually became gloomy.

"Then I will help you open your mouth for free!"

I saw him suddenly stepping into the void, his body like a thunderstorm, and in the blink of an eye, he came in front of the Cultivator who laughed the most.

The laughter stopped abruptly.

Ruyi Scepter's Dinghai Needle had been inserted through his mouth, and the back of his head came out.

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