Martial Dao Great Emperor

"The young master must not!"

The old people around still disagree, and the muddy old eyes are getting more serious.

"This Ziyu is not simple. If the old man is not too old-fashioned, his strength at the moment is not his true strength."

The old man was wearing a gray gown, which looked very ordinary, but in those cloudy eyes, there was a subtle glow.

"If the young master wants to fight with him, he will definitely win after breaking through the fairy monarch." The gray-clothed old man suggested.

Now, Shao Lingtian's cultivation is already at the Great Perfection of the Immortal King. As long as he retreats for a period of time, he will inevitably break through the realm of the Immortal Monarch and become the best among the younger generation.

"If I step into Xianjun, I won't fight against the realm, so what's the use even if I win him?"

Shao Lingtian shook his head. He has his own arrogance, but for his own choice, the family has too much interference, which makes him very disgusted.

"Chen Lao, I haven't walked out of the ancient city for many years. I know that the family is for my own good, but since ancient times, the flowers grown in the greenhouse, even the imperial capital, may not be able to become the emperor."

"My immortal emperor's road, after all, requires me to go by myself, the family interferes too much with me."

Shao Lingtian stared at the gray-clothed old man next to him with concentrated eyes, and said his inner thoughts.

"The family is here to protect you..." The old man in gray sighed.

"I……"

Just as Shao Lingtian was about to speak, there was a person on the battle platform, who stepped up ahead of him.

This made Shao Lingtian's expression instantly worse, because it made him miss a long-awaited confrontation.

"Humph!"

Shao Lingtian was in a bad mood, which made the gray-clothed old man next to him a little embarrassed, but he didn't want Shao Lingtian to take risks, and the best result is now.

One after another, they looked at the battle platform, and when they saw the figure walking on the battle platform, many people were quite clear.

If many of the descendants of All Saints are unwilling to risk a life and death duel, then there is definitely one person who will definitely play.

And this person is Zilong!

As a new generation of Yuanshi clan saint son, according to the rules of the clan, he should marry the saint, hold a double cultivation ceremony, embark on the peak of life, and welcome a bright future.

However, no one expected that the magical saint of the Yuanshi clan would recruit her husband to the outside world at this moment. Such a behavior waited for his face.

And Miao Ling also declared to the public that only someone who is the best of the same generation can become her dual monk, which also clearly said that his Zilong is not enough for this qualification.

This kind of thing happened only once in the history of the Yuanshi clan, that is, in the ancient times, Tai Shang Yuzun rushed to Yuanshi Mountain and took away the sage Miaohua of that generation.

That incident caused a great disturbance in the ancient times. The Yuanshi clan almost came out of the clan, but was slapped by Taishang Yuzun without any temper. The son of that generation was even more so slapped by Taishang Yuzun. Pulling it out, in full view, the beaten nose was bruised and swollen, not human-shaped, and lost face.

Later, the turmoil in this matter gradually subsided, but the son of that generation also had no face to continue to sit in the position of the son, and chose to retreat, staying behind the scenes, and rarely born.

This time, it's a coincidence, the master of Zilong is the saint son of the ancient times...

So the Ancient Ji Shengzi who had retreated behind the scenes was furious about this matter, and his reaction was extremely fierce.

Of course, only the insiders of the Yuanshi clan knew what was going on inside, and outsiders didn't know it.

Coincidentally, Luo Xiu had already learned the inside story from Miao Ling's mouth, so when he saw Zilong coming up, his face was a little weird.

In the ancient times, his father Tai Shangyu snatched away the saint who was supposed to belong to the Zilong Master. After a long time, he, the son of Tai Shangyu, confronted Zilong because of the same thing. It can be said that fate makes people.

Last time I talked with Miao Ling, Luo Xiu already knew that the old guy in the Ancients had high hopes for Zilong. In this matter, he must have given Zilong a very powerful hole card. It can be said that he is in today’s battle. The opponent who should be the most careful.

On the battle platform, Luo Xiu and Zilong confronted each other. Neither of them spoke, except that the immortal origins on their bodies revolved, and their majestic aura collided together out of thin air.

"Om!"

Luo Xiu shot like lightning, and the bright celestial light gathered in the air, forming a phantom of an immortal, as if the immortal emperor was about to fly away.

"The Art of Flying Immortals!"

"One of the lost secrets of the ancient era!"

This secret technique came from the Feixian Rock Carvings. It was displayed by Luo Xiu at the moment, and the people of All Sacred Lands recognized it and exclaimed.

The art of flying immortals unfolded, and the phantom of the immortal turned into an eternal celestial light, going towards the purple dragon cave opposite.

"Humph!"

The purple dragon stepped out, the purple brilliance of his body flickered, and he raised his hand to shoot it out. The five fingers seemed to have transformed into five purple real dragons, majestic and majestic.

"Boom!"

The celestial light condensed by the art of flying immortals was shattered, and the aura of Zilong's body became stronger and stronger, his long hair flying, his eyes showed terrible sharp edges, like sharp swords.

"Roar!"

At the same time, a terrible dragon roar came from Zilong's body, and his whole body seemed to have turned into a purple crystal, and he could even see the structure of his body through his skin.

Everyone stared at them, and immediately showed horrified expressions on their faces, because they all saw that every bone in Zilong's body looked like a real dragon, and his blood looked like a dragon. Churn!

Not only that, but a terrifying blood pressure spread from Zilong's body, resembling a terrifying beast from the Honggu era, revived at this moment.

Luo Xiu's eyes narrowed slightly, and he thought of what Miao Ling had said before. This purple dragon was very unusual. It seemed to have strayed into a Jedi when he was young, and then fell into a purple pool of blood.

Legend has it that in the Honggu Period, Ancestral Dragons with bloodline mutations will have unique purple dragon scales and dragon horns. They are known as the King's Bloodline of the Ancestral Dragon Clan and are much stronger than other Ancestral Dragons.

However, since the Hong Gu Ji, the purple ancestral dragon no longer existed in the world. The blood pool he fell into was probably the essence of a purple ancestral dragon gathered in the Hong Gu Ji era.

Since that occasion, Zilong's physique has changed. Originally, he didn't use this name, but later changed his name to Zilong.

Regarding the bloodline he was carrying, the Ancestral Dragon line of the Xianlong clan had also visited many times to communicate with the higher level of the Yuanshi clan, but the essence and blood had been completely integrated with the body of the Zilong and could not be separated at all.

It is impossible for the Yuanshi Clan to give such a genius with unlimited potential to the Ancestral Dragon Clan, but because the Zilong is equivalent to having the blood of the Yuanshi Clan and the Ancestral Dragon Clan at the same time, it has even been cultivated at the same time by the two holy places!

It is for this reason that Zilong's backstage is very tough and powerful.