Lord of Pets

"Uh-huh!"

In just one move, Bai Wushang disappeared.

What then appeared in front of him was a continuous palace, like a palace in the sky, with fairy aura floating and mist rising.

There are cranes flying high above the head, and dragon turtles playing and spitting water behind them. Looking further into the distance, you can vaguely see the hazy mountains, with green pines standing tall and solitary peaks protruding, just like a wonderful landscape.

But the next second, the peaceful and peaceful atmosphere became fragmented like a dream.

Rays of golden light burst out of the ground, turning into energy swords as bright as stars, locking onto Bai Wushang's body from multiple angles from all directions.

As if something was wrong, these broad swords would rush and slash him, strangulating him to death.

"Who is coming?!"

Five groups of soldiers wearing heavy armor, riding five different types of dragons, were either galloping or piercing the air quickly, arriving in front of Bai Wushang one after another.

They were all Heavenly Masters. There were thirty immortal-level dragons in total. They bared their fangs and danced their claws. The beastly aura they exuded was as unified as a raging flame, overwhelmingly pressing over him. They cooperated with the guarding sword formation to surround him layer by layer.

"Generals, I am looking for the current dragon master stationed in this palace."

He Jiuyang, transformed by Bai Wushang, has a gentle personality on weekdays, but when fighting, he is like a thunder dragon out of the sea, extremely wild and brutal.

It's not easy to play such a role.

But this was the relatively simple part. He looked around indifferently at the wind, snow, frost dragon, gray tooth bone dragon and other dragon species in the sky and on the ground, smiled slightly, and took out something from the storage ring.

It was a dragon claw jade talisman with an emerald green background and inlaid gold characters. As soon as it appeared in Bai Wushang's hand, it burst into powerful light, echoing with the surrounding palaces.

"Jade Dragon Order? Are you a saint of Longting?!"

The faces of the leading soldiers changed slightly.

According to their actual status, they can be regarded as subordinates and vassals of Zulongting at most, far less than the status of saints.

But none of them put down their weapons. Instead, they became more cautious and locked the encirclement tighter.

A true saint will not be regarded as an attack target by the Guardian Dragon Array and fight against each other like this.

This person...has a problem!

"Is the Dragon Lord stationed there? I was lost in an ancient secret realm and reborn after death. Unexpectedly, when I woke up, time had changed and my old friend had left. We have been separated for nearly 10,000 years..."

Bai Wushang whispered, his voice was not loud, but it made the scalps of the thirty dragon cavalry go numb with shock.

a thousand years……

Ordinary saints only have a life span of more than a thousand years.

This person lived for ten thousand years? Wake up from 10,000 years ago?

At this moment, the dragoon looked at Bai Wushang as if looking at a monster.

Regardless of whether it's true or not, what this person said was shocking and enough to make anyone think deeply and fearfully.

"Shua——"

At this moment, a rainbow light was set up in the deepest palace, like an arch bridge from far to near, connecting to the front.

There were five figures. One second, the specific figures were not visible. The next second, they seemed to shrink to an inch and flashed a hundred meters in front of Bai Wushang.

"Sir!" Thirty dragoons put away their weapons one after another, jumped off the back of their pet, and bowed their heads in salute.

A woman responded lightly, her red eyes sweeping across like a sword, locking onto Bai Wushang's face.

She looked to be in her twenties or thirties, with a jade-like face and a slender figure. Her orange war skirt swayed gently, making her legs as beautiful as snow lotus roots. She had an otherworldly aura flowing out of her.

Bai Wushang was amazed.

In terms of peerless elegance, Jiang Lingyue, Zhu Qin, Ji Yuying...anyone I have ever seen in this life is not as good as her.

Because this is a female saint.

She did not deliberately reveal the fluctuations in her soul power, but the aura of ice-cold flesh and jade bones, otherworldly, naturally flowed out.

"You said you were a saint from ten thousand years ago?"

An Suyi asked lightly, with a trace of strange color hidden under her calm jade face.

With such a close distance, the Jade Dragon Token held in the opponent's hand was undoubtedly real.

However, this person's aura is weak and he is only in the middle stage of Earth Master. Can he survive ten thousand years without dying?

"Genuine goods." Bai Wushang replied neither humble nor overbearing, and his heart was also shocked.

There were actually five people suspected of being Holy Dragon Guards.

These five people are all saint-level masters!

This is slightly different from what the Golden Dragon Soul said, that a guardian dragon palace generally corresponds to one or two garrisoned dragon masters.

Is it because Long Yan escaped and forced the Judgment Dragon Rider to appear, causing the protective power of all parties on Dragon King Island to be temporarily strengthened?

Bai Wushang guessed, and despite being overtly or covertly frightening, he explained frankly and with the original content:

"My name - He Jiuyang, is the last descendant of the sixth realm's holy force "Big Thunder Temple" more than 10,000 years ago. "

"I once participated in the selection ceremony of Dragon King Island, and became a saint with the rank of chief, thus becoming one of the core members of the Ancestral Dragon Court... There should be traces of this information after looking through the files."

"Ahem..."

A skinny old man with sunken eyes was staring at Bai Wushang while coughing, looking up and down.

Maybe the handsome face and the determined expression have a certain degree of persuasion.

After a few seconds of confrontation, the old man raised his hand, and a divine light rose into the sky from the distant palace. In a moment, it transformed into a giant book five meters wide, hovering in front of him.

"Crash..."

The pages of the book were turned, and rows of words as thin as insects and ants flashed through his eyes like glimmers of light.

"This sect does exist." The old man nodded slightly, his cold and stern expression softening a bit, "There is indeed a record of this person's identity in the file."

"However, nine thousand four hundred years ago, this person was judged missing by Longting."

"There was once a Holy Dragon divination search, and I suffered a lot of backlash for it, and I have been recovering from the wounds for a long time."

"Eight thousand years ago, because he had been missing for too long, he was judged dead by the Dragon Court. The files were officially sealed and included in the legacy history."

Listening to the old man's few words to confirm the information, the four saints, including An Suyi, were all thoughtful.

The thirty dragoons outside looked at each other and fell into a silent silence.

They have participated in countless battles and seen many strange things, but the saints who returned from ten thousand years ago... this kind of thing is still beyond imagination and difficult to understand.

"Your soul power is very weak."

A strong man carrying a green steel dragon shield frowned and whispered to himself.

Bai Wushang smiled and said calmly and familiarly:

"I once suffered from inhuman pain due to a blood disease. Even if I took the holy medicine, it would at most delay my life and could not truly cure the hidden disease in my body."

"By a strange combination of circumstances, I found an ancient secret realm. When it was most dangerous, the pet beast was defeated, its soul power collapsed, and death was within my reach."

"But I don't want to die."

"There are so many beautiful things in this world worth savoring."