Great Dao Ji

Roar~~~

Thousands of dragon roars tore through the void, and the darkness under the vast dark clouds was illuminated by countless lightnings. One after another, you could see the mighty and violent or cold dragons dancing.

The terrifying sound waves repelled all the sounds between heaven and earth, and the sound of the morning bell seemed to disappear at this moment.

"Dragon clan! Dragon clan invades Dongzhou!"

In the Wanfa Mountains, hundreds of thousands of Wanfa disciples and elders of various sects all took a breath of cold air, and their brains were blank.

The dragon roars loudly, and the army is approaching!

The substantial dragon power is like kneading the entire world violently, squeezing it to the limit. At this moment, everyone can hardly breathe.

The battle between the ten thousand races is interspersed with the long river of 30 million years from ancient times to the present. It took the human race 30 million years from weak to strong.

From the first generation of Saint Emperor 'Qi' to the last Saint Emperor 'Ba', from the first Tianzun 'Zhenxing' to the last Tianzun 'Guanglong'.

From the first supreme ‘Mo Tian’ to now, the human race has experienced too much, but that is finally over.

The last battle between the ten thousand races was in the recent ancient times, but it was eliminated invisibly because of the sudden appearance of the Supreme Guanglong. Most people present did not expect it at all.

Suddenly, the dragon race came to the border!

Even without affecting any sects or powerful people, it directly penetrated into the heartland of the human race!

What about the Li Tian Holy Land? !

On the shore of the East China Sea, the holy land is Li Tian. The Li Tian Holy Mountain has stood at the extreme of Dongzhou for many years, and there is the supreme treasure ‘Li Tian Tu’.

How could it be possible for these dragons to break through silently?

“The dragon race is really here”

Somewhere in the sea of ​​clouds, Qi Cang’s eyes lit up, allowing thousands of dragons to cross the sky and dark clouds to cover the sky without being discovered.

This is a major event that was truly recorded in the previous life.

Ten thousand dragons borrowed the road, spanning 36.48 million miles to the heartland of Dongzhou, and threatened the Wanfa Building.

He didn't know much about this battle, but he knew it because it was the most dangerous disaster that the 'Great Sun Saint Body Yuan Duxiu' encountered before his rise.

After this disaster, he rose to prominence and dominated the world for thousands of years. He never suffered any disasters until he reached the top ten of the 'Tower of Babel'.

His rise along the way can be described as a blessing in disguise. Even though he suffered a hundred defeats, he became stronger and stronger, becoming one of the most dazzling people on the Huangji Continent.

"How could the Wanfa Dragon Tower..."

The black-robed old man frowned, but he had already found something wrong.

These dragons came prepared, and they had already threatened to this point, but the Wanfa Dragon Tower did not react at all, which was very strange.

Is it because of the dragon coiled on the Wanfa Dragon Tower?

The old man was in deep thought, and took a deep look at the dragon coiled on the bell tower, which was wriggling like a life.

"Sir, what should we do?"

Wanfaxing and Wanfalou share the same origin. Compared with these alien races, he naturally prefers Wanfalou.

But Qi Cang was unmoved. He just shook his head slightly and said bluntly that it was not the time to take action.

"Ah!"

Amid the roar of the dragon, the elder of Wanfalou who was carrying the treasure screamed, and the surging blood was crushed in an instant, and even the divine will was completely killed!

"Dongzhou, has it also become a sieve?"

Chu Yunyang looked at this scene, his expression became solemn, and he sighed a little.

Before the ancient times, in all kinds of darkness, the human race united and forged ahead. For the sake of the race, they were not afraid of life and death. The sages cut through the thorns and opened up the eternal cause of the human race.

One by one, the holy emperors and the heavenly masters may have different ways, but in essence, they all contain the inheritance of their predecessors.

But now, the human race is powerful, occupying seven of the nine states in the world, and its strength surpasses all the races, but on the contrary

"Once the dragon race moves, other alien races"

Zhao Zhen's expression changed, but he was not afraid.

With his and Chu Yunyang's cultivation status, even if the ten thousand dragons attacked, as long as they were not the first to bear the brunt, they could retreat unscathed. Even if they were the first to bear the brunt, they might not be unable to escape.

The dragon race has a strong bloodline, but it is not invincible. After all, this world belongs to the human race, and Dongzhou is the Dongzhou of the human race.

But the dragon race is so decisive that they dared to invade before the mutation was complete?

Bang!

The long sleeves fell, the bell rang eighty times, only one remained, but it stopped ringing.

Miao Meng stood in the sky, and the red clothes were accompanied by the steaming of divine light.

Around him, in the alternation of light and shadow, the Ten Thousand Dragon Boat crashed out of the void, and the magnificent and sacred aura slowly emerged, as if it would revive as soon as it appeared.

Buzz~

The Ten Thousand Dragon Boat appeared across the sky, and the atmosphere within 100,000 miles of the Wanfa Mountains suddenly calmed down. The strong wind disappeared, the dust fell to the ground, the earth stopped cracking, and the mountains and rivers stopped shaking.

At this moment, the world seemed to be divided into two distinct worlds. The sky was covered with dark clouds, and thousands of dragons were across the sky, with lightning and thunder.

There was a dead silence on the earth, and countless cultivators looked up at the sky with different expressions.

Some people trembled, some drew their swords, some had a strong breath, and some people wailed in their hearts, with two trembling legs.

"So many dragons"

Yuan Duxiu stood in the crowd, not very noticeable, but he kept looking at the dragons in the sky, with different expressions but all majestic.

Comparing his own "Great Sun Ten Thousand Dragon Fist" in his heart, he felt that although these dragons were powerful, their expressions, scales, and breath were far better than those of the dragons.

But for no reason, he felt that they were no match for the dragon-shaped divine will in the "Great Sun Ten Thousand Dragon Fist" that his younger brother had taught him.

Even though the aura of many dragons was tens of millions times stronger than the latter.

"Does the dragon race want to be an enemy of our human race?"

Miao Meng's red clothes fluttered, and she pressed the morning bell with one hand, with a deep chill in her cold eyes.

The Wanfa Tower, or the hatred between the human race and other alien races, is impossible to erase.

In the past 30 million years, the human race has killed countless dragons, just as the dragon race has killed countless human beings. The hatred has long been deep into the bone marrow, blood, and soul.

"An enemy of the human race?"

In the sky, the red-gold dragon Ao Wufang swung his long tail, and thunder rolled on his scales. His voice was indifferent and cold:

"No, I am here today to remember my ancestors and welcome the bones of my ancestors back to the ancestral temple!"

His eyes stayed on the Wanlong Boat for a moment, and then fell on the Wanfa Dragon Tower.

There are thousands of dragon scales, bones, spirits, caves, and flesh on the Wanlong Boat. On the Wanfa Dragon Tower, there is a dragon spirit comparable to the Dragon King!

This is the blood and tears of their dragon clan, and it is a shame that they cannot forget for countless thousands of years!

"Wishful thinking."

Zhu Gong fell on the Wanlong Boat, and the power of the cave sky gushed out and poured into the dragon boat. His hair and beard were all stretched, with a cold murderous intent:

"The dragon boat contains the blood, flesh and soul of our ancestors, how can I give it to you?"

"I will take it myself!"

Ao Wufang shouted coldly, and then the dragon claw came down from the sky.

Crack~

The trembling void was instantly crushed by a claw, and between the explosion of thousands of miles of strong wind and cloud flow, the red-gold dragon claw had already come down from the sky.

It seemed to ignore any distance in the void, with an extremely cold and domineering murderous intent.

With a bang, it grabbed Miao Meng!

Bang!

Almost at the same time, a loud bang exploded on the viewing platform in the Wanfa Building, breaking the silence in the sect.

Huh~

A fierce wind rose from the ground, like a violently swirling wind dragon roaring and blowing a bloody aura like a vast ocean into the sky.

It lifted up the armored figure.

Qu Yun stepped into the air, his expression indifferent, his bloody aura was like the sun, bursting with light and heat to dispel the darkness, and the light filled the mountains and illuminated everything:

"It's only been more than 100,000 years, and you loaches have forgotten the pain and dare to offend again?"

Qu Yun spoke.

The vast and domineering aura around him was already burning like the sun, and the void was shaken by his powerful will and rolled inch by inch.

It swept away the rampant electric snakes and thunder dragons.

It turned into a fist print with clear veins, fierce and extremely powerful, and went up to meet the dragon claw that came down from the sky, as big as a star, with endless killing power!

Bang!

The sky shook, the air wave was surging, the heavy dark clouds were torn apart, and the dragons were blown away by the air wave.

Roar!

A dragon roared, as if in rage.

"Bahuang Fist?! Are you the champion of the Zhendong Army?!"

Ao Wufang shouted coldly, and the dragon roar shook.

Buzz~

Divine light flashed in the air wave, instantly tearing apart the fierce fist force.

In the interweaving of thunder and lightning, it turned into a young man with red armor and red hair, his body was like fire, his hair was like fire, and his eyes were like fire.

In his palm, there was a square eight-sided golden mace.

He held the golden mace horizontally, and his fiery eyes swept across the sky, like a long rainbow across the night, swept across everyone, stayed on Miao Meng for a moment, and finally fell on Qu Yun.

Killing intent:

"Have you lost your mind, or haven't woken up yet? When my dragon race was rampant in the mythological era, you humans were just maggots struggling in the dung!

It is you humans who are rebelling against your superiors!"

Roar~

His voice was cold, but the dragon power in the sky became more and more violent, ready to move, as if it could destroy everything in front of it at any time.

Hate!

The undisguised killing intent and hatred filled the sky, oppressing the tens of thousands of miles of Wanfa Mountains, and even cutting off the connection between the inside and the outside.

"Brother Ao, this is wrong."

A sigh came from the Wanfa Building, Chu Yunyang shook his head slightly and spoke.

He shook his head in his heart.

He didn't have a strong feeling of disgust towards the dragon race, because since he was born, the dragons he had seen were either on the plate or on the bed.

However, the likes and dislikes between individuals could not affect the positions between the tribes.

At this time, seeing that he denounced the human race as maggots, he naturally couldn't stand it.

"In the mythical era, all spirits competed for freedom. The world was not settled, so how could there be a superior or inferior?"

Facing the surging cold murderous intent, Chu Yunyang's eyes were dim, and he also stepped out of the air, climbed up the stairs for thousands of feet, and stood a head taller than Qu Yun:

"But now, it is the world of our human race. The one who offends is naturally you!"

He said contemptuously, with undisguised sarcasm. Facing the endless killing frenzy, he didn't seem to care too much.

Ao Wufang's eyes sank:

"Kill!!!"

The human race has hundreds of saints, and the world is headed by the Tyrant Emperor Court. Who among the thousands of races doesn't know the aura of the Tyrant Emperor Court?

With just one glance, he saw Chu Yunyang's identity.

Boom!

It was like thousands of thunders rolling away, the dragon roars in the sky, and thousands of dragons roared, like thousands of meteors tearing the universe apart.

Dive down, pouring out endless killing intent.

There are only 6,000 words today, everyone go to bed early.