Honghuang: I, the ancestor of the Dragon Clan, will never leave seclusion!

East China Sea.

The vastness of the void.

An incomparably huge ball of light with a diameter of thousands of miles was quietly suspended here, and the light illuminated the void very softly, not dazzling.

Around the ball of light, the golden dragon heads tightly bit the ball of light, and the dragon's body snaked into the void, and its tail was missing.

It was like a golden chain, locking this ball of light firmly in place.

And in this ball of light is a vast and boundless world.

In the very center of the world, an icon with eighteen hands and twenty-four heads is clearly visible, just...

At this time, the icon was very embarrassed and collapsed to the ground, struggling hard.

Scattered around are Yingluo umbrella covers, flower jars and fish intestines, blessing pestles, treasure files, golden bells, silver halberds, banners and other treasures.

"This is... Quasi Ti Saint?! Not

far from the world of the ball of light, Yaochi couldn't help but cover his small mouth, afraid that he would exclaim and disturb the figure in the world of the ball of light.

"Hmm!"

Haotian nodded, and his eyes were also filled with shock.

Although he had expected it in his heart, looking at the quasi mention lying on the ground without the slightest trace of saintly majesty, Hao Tian's heart couldn't help but tremble.

That's a saint!

In the midst of the flood, countless mighty dreams of the end of cultivation.

Before, in front of the Zixiao Palace, Hong Jun's face, or ignored, or calculated them, they couldn't help it... A saint who dares to complain in the slightest.

But now.

It was so embarrassing to be suppressed here.

"This is... Immortals? Hao Tian's heart immediately gave birth to a deep awe for the 'immortal senior' who had not yet met.

"Haotian, doesn't it matter if we look at the saint like this?" On the side, Yaochi suddenly whispered to Hao Tian.

Not an exaggeration.

But the transmission that Haotian received was really as thin as a mosquito.

He didn't even dare to mention the name of Zhun Ti.

Although Yaochi at this time was simpler than Haotian, he was not stupid, and they saw the ugliness of a saint with their own eyes.

Then they....

"No problem!" Haotian shook his head and said softly, "Look, we came for a while, and the saints didn't make any moves. "

Treat people with yourself, if it is he Haotian who is really suppressed in this world at this time, when he sees people coming around.

Regardless of anything else, at the very least, put on a handsome pose and pretend to be calm.

Instead of lying on the ground, struggling hard, showing ugliness.

"The saint should not be able to detect us at this time, but... To be cautious, let's leave as soon as possible! Haotian said.

Yaochi also nodded, and finally couldn't help but look back at the struggling icon again, before turning away with Hao Tian.

......

East China Sea.

"The first tourist came so soon?"

Ao Changsheng looked up at the dojo in slight surprise.

He looked in the direction of the void that suppressed the Junti Saint.

As the person who single-handedly created all this, it is naturally normal for him to have the means to detect the arrival of someone.

"Two unknown corpse quasi-saints..." Ao Changsheng looked at the two figures that appeared on the side of the illusory world, and his heart was slightly surprised.

He didn't dare to say anything about the entire flood waste, but he still had an understanding of the quasi-saint power within this range of the East China Sea.

Not to mention anything else.

After he suppressed the demon clan with one hand, almost all the famous quasi-saints in the East China Sea had come to visit him.

"The breath of these two quasi-saints..." muttered Ao Changsheng slightly.

The female cultivator was okay to say, but that male quasi-saint, in Ao Changsheng's opinion, was surrounded by a very strange dragon qi.

As a dragon in this life, although he has not been in contact with the dragon clan, the ancestral dragon balls that Ao Changsheng once obtained recorded almost all the inheritance knowledge of the dragon clan.

After looking through the ancestral dragon balls for a long time, Ao Changsheng finally found the information of the strange dragon qi.

"This is Imperial Dragon Qi?"

Ao Changsheng was a little surprised.

Imperial dragon qi, in the records of the dragon family, this is a breath that belongs to the dragon family.

For the Dragon Clan, neither the strength nor the cultivation can be enhanced, but when it breaks out, there will be a rich majesty emanating.

However, this breath is not born, but will appear on the kings of the dragon clan, highlighting the identity of the king of the dragon clan.

And the most powerful imperial dragon qi is naturally the ancestral dragon of the dragon family back then.

According to the records in the Ancestral Dragon Ball, the Ancestral Dragon's imperial dragon qi emanated, and that majestic aura, no Da Luo could strike in front of the Ancestral Dragon.

Even if he faces the opponent of the same quasi-saint, he will coerce the other party, making the other party timid before fighting, and his strength is weaker by three points.

Just....

For the glorious deeds of the ancestral dragon recorded in the ancestral dragon ball, Ao Changsheng expressed doubts.

"Imperial Dragon Qi appeared on the non-dragon race... Interesting! Ao Changsheng's eyes showed some interest.

"Could it be that this imperial dragon qi is no longer exclusive to the dragon clan at this time?" Ao Changsheng guessed in his heart.

Can't help but think of his previous life, countless emperors have used the dragon as a totem, and the dragon qi is almost the representative of the emperor.

Looking at the figure of the man next to the illusory world, he also gradually became interested.

"If this imperial dragon qi is no longer the reincarnation of the dragon clan, then could he be the king of some dynastic dynasty power in the flood wilderness?"

In the flood, in addition to the Lich Clan, there are naturally other forces, either vassals of the Lich Clan, or simply unwilling to join the Lich Clan.

These forces exist in many forms.

There are tribes, alliances, sects, ethnic groups, and naturally there are also this imperial power.

Just....

"An imperial power established by a quasi-saint? I haven't heard of it! Ao Changsheng thought in his heart.

Although there are many forces that resist the Lich Clan, they are all big cats and kittens, so the Lich Clan has no time to pay attention to it.

But the forces of a quasi-saint were established....

Just like the Eastern Prince back then, even if there is Dao Zu Hongjun standing behind him, the ashes are all raised to you.

Even if the Prince of the East did not offend the demon clan back then, it was inevitable that this would happen.

"It can't be the imperial dynasty established after most of the Lich's combat power has been exhausted, aiming at the Flood Wilderness during this blank period?"

Ao Changsheng couldn't help but have this guess in his heart.

If this speculation is true.

That Ao Changsheng really wants to say a brain... Courage is commendable!

Although the Lich War is over, this does not mean the end of the Lich Tribulation, let alone the end of the Lich Era.

For some reason in this era, the end of the Lich War came too suddenly and ended abruptly.

Although in a sense, the damage caused by this Lich Tribulation to the Flood Desolation even exceeded that of the Three Races Tribulation in the previous era.

But....

The Flood Desolation World is not for the cultivators of the Flood Desolation World to destroy themselves.

Therefore, how long this calamity will last is still unknown.

During this period of calamity duration, it was not only the heavenly machine chaos, but the imperceptible aura of calamity that permeated the flood and desolation did not know how long it would last.

Any slightly more sober quasi-saint understands this.

Even if the Great Avenue is turbulent and it is difficult to practice, most of the quasi-saints, even Da Luo, would rather practice than choose this period to come out and walk.

Even many Flood Barren Ten Thousand Races with Da Luo or Quasi-Saint Ancestors would not choose to walk the Flood Barren during this period.

Randomly exuding thoughts, Ao Changsheng withdrew his mind.

Although the Imperial Dragon Qi made Ao Changsheng slightly curious, he didn't have any other ideas to explore.

Those who can practice to quasi-sainthood do not have a little adventure and treasure.

Will pay attention, and only because these two are the first and second people to visit his masterpiece.

Just....