Pagoda Immortality

At this time.

In the center of the thunder, just as several people shouted, a hundred-foot-long dragon was swimming upstream against the thick thunder!

The appearance of this dragon is almost the same as that recorded in ancient books, but the scales on its body are very different.

Most of the records in ancient books are of a single color, but the scales of this dragon are colorful, and at this time, the whole body is wrapped with seven-color streams, which looks quite eye-catching.

Ang!!!

It opened its mouth and let out a long and crisp hum!

Then it swung its giant tail and rushed into the black cloud in a flash, rolling around in the clouds, chasing the thunder and fleeing everywhere, and everyone was stunned!

"The seventh-level monster is born, and the human race is about to have a catastrophe. It's over, it's over!" In the distance, a murmur suddenly came from the crowd watching, and then the man flew away without looking back.

The rest of the people were slightly stunned, and their faces suddenly changed, and they left here quickly.

Everyone thought that this seven-colored dragon was going through the transformation of a legendary monster, so they naturally didn't dare to stay any longer.

Because in their cognition, monsters are synonymous with brutality. If they wait for the other party to catch their breath, none of them will be able to leave alive.

Just as everyone flew away from this place, on a lonely peak to the north of the robbery cloud, Lu Li also widened his eyes: "How can she be a dragon? Isn't she a bug?"

This dragon was none other than Chan Bao, who he had just released from the medicine garden.

He thought Chan Bao should be a mutated bug, but he didn't expect that it was a seven-colored giant dragon. This joke seemed a bit too big.

He was completely confused.

Ang!

At this moment, a long groan was heard again in the sky.

Then, the black clouds retreated, and the earth returned to light.

Then, a stream of light fell from the sky and landed in front of Lu Li. Lu Li looked closely and found that it was a pink and tender little girl who looked about six or seven years old wearing a pink and white embroidered dress.

With a delicate face and light bangs, she looks quiet and gentle.

Then she bowed and said, "Chanbao, meet the master."

Lu Li came back to his senses and said in disbelief, "You, you are not a bug, how did you become a dragon?"

Chanbao scratched her head in confusion, "I don't know, when the thunder struck just now, I suddenly felt that I was a dragon, and then, I became a dragon..."

She stomped her feet suddenly, "Master, look... Oh! How did I become a bug again?!"

Chanbao wanted to turn into a dragon again, but unexpectedly, she turned into a three-inch long bug. But unlike before, this bug is not black and red spots, but colorful.

Looking at the bug lying on the ground, Lu Li said strangely, "It seems that you are still not at a high enough level."

"Hehe, it seems so."

Chan Bao giggled, then changed into a human form, looked at Lu Li with expectation and said, "Master, can I play outside?"

Lu Li frowned, "Yes, but not here, follow me first."

As he said, Lu Li clamped Chan Bao under his armpit, then soared up and flew northwest.

There was such a big commotion here, I believe that it won't be long before a master will come to check, he doesn't want to cause trouble for himself.

And the fact is just as Lu Li expected, they left for half an hour, and a powerful Nascent Soul ancestor landed in the center of the thunder tribulation, searching for a long time, and then flew away with a solemn look...

Lost Forest.

Somewhere in the north of the secret space, there is a towering stone tablet in the center of the wide square, with the words "Blood Sect" engraved on it.

There is a wide road three meters wide in the east, west and north of the square, which stretches forward to nowhere.

On both sides of the road, dark red stone houses are built, with standard spacing and orderly arrangement.

At the end of the road in the north is a blood-red palace.

Today, an old man in a red robe sat on the main seat of the palace, frowning, as if he was troubled.

Below, there were three old men wearing red cloaks on the left and right. The aura of the three on the right was obviously much higher than that of the three on the left, but no one spoke.

At this moment, a cool breeze suddenly blew in from outside the palace.

Then, a pair of men and women in red stood in the center of the palace like ghosts. Before everyone could speak, the man on the left raised a blood-red token and said expressionlessly: "Palace Master's Order!"

Suddenly, the seven people's faces changed, and they stood up and bowed.

Seeing this, the red-clothed man took out a blood-colored silk and read without emotion: "All branches of the Blood Demon Hall, listen to the order. The army of millions of demons is about to enter Beixuan. I order you to act immediately and take over the eastern part of Beixuan as a stronghold of the army. There must be no mistakes!"

The army of millions of demons is about to reach Beixuan?

As soon as this was said, all seven people in the hall were shocked.

"Take the order, Sect Master Nie."

The red-clothed young man threw it casually, and the red silk flew towards the old man opposite. Seeing this, the old man hurriedly reached out to take it, but was shocked and took two steps back. He was immediately shocked: "Nie Yuan, take the order!"

"Hmph!"

The red-clothed young man smiled coldly, then waved his robe and disappeared in the hall in an instant.

"So strong!"

Seeing this scene, everyone couldn't help but secretly admired, thinking that he really deserved to be the master of the hall.

He already has such strength at such a young age. Although it was probably because Nie Yuan was not prepared just now, the fact that he could easily repel an early Nascent Soul ancestor is enough to show that this person is extraordinary.

"Master, what should we do now?"

The first old man on the left looked at Nie Yuan and asked with a frown.

Nie Yuan glanced at the silk in his hand, shook his head and sighed: "What else can we do? Gather all the disciples of the Blood Sect to pacify the Cangyu Sect in the east first, and then go all the way north to take Linhai."

"Isn't this... a bit rash? If we take action and the army over there is slow to come, won't we be alone..." Another old man worriedly said.

"Don't worry, the messenger has arrived, which means that the main army will not be too far away. I guess the main hall just wants us to be the vanguard. After all, it won't do them any good to exhaust us..."

"..."

On the other side, in the Lost Forest.

"Hehe, Master, you were quite impressive just now. When can I show off my power?" The red-clothed woman said as she walked and looked at the indifferent young man next to her.

If Lu Li were here, he would definitely recognize them at a glance. These two people are Xiao Hanlin and Wen Yuxiu, the two envoys who entered the Blood Sect before.

However, judging from the situation, Xiao Hanlin's cultivation is far from what it was before. I really don't know how he did it.

Hearing this, Xiao Hanlin snorted coldly and said, "If you like it, the next few veins will be left to you."

Wen Yuxiu's eyes flashed and said, "Master is playing dumb. The prestige I mentioned is not this."

Xiao Hanlin's expression remained unchanged, and he said calmly: "Then what do you mean?"