Prehistoric: Starting from Foolish Old Man Moving Mountains

Hong Zhou looked at Zulong's body without any fluctuation in his eyes.

Zulong only had half of his soul left in his body, and when he fought with Hong Zhou, his famous magic weapons, the Flying Dragon Slashing Sword, the Iron Blood Battle Flag, the Immortal Dragon City, and the Heavenly Net, were not used.

The meaning here is very clear: Zulong had already made the worst plan and placed all his hopes on his reincarnation.

Zulong's choice is not difficult to understand. Just like Hong Zhou gave up his body in his previous life, Zulong also gave up his body.

No matter how much the body cursed by the heaven is healed or recovered, it is meaningless.

If not, Zulong would not have died so easily.

"This old dragon is worthy of being a generation of overlords. Killing a person who is going to die anyway is meaningless."

Hong Zhou said in a bleak tone.

Killing a half-dead person does not give you a sense of accomplishment, not to mention that you haven't killed the other person yet.

The other part of Zulong's soul has been reincarnated a long time ago, and now no one knows where it is hidden in the prehistoric world. Before the reincarnation of the Ancestral Dragon, he must have made preparations.

"It still makes sense. The old one doesn't go, the new one doesn't come. Only when the old Dragon Emperor falls, the new Dragon Emperor can reappear in the world."

Fang Yang said coldly.

He is now thinking of the ancestor Ji Du. The old ghost, the ancestor Ji Du, clearly said that he would leave the prehistoric world. However, the prehistoric world was broken, and he still refused to come down from the position of the demon ancestor.

This is not a good thing for Fang Yang.

"Yes! The Ancestral Dragon died very well. Once the body of the Ancestral Dragon died, the dragon luck gathered on him would disperse and return to the dragon clan."

Hong Zhou said rationally.

He was originally one of the innate dragons of the dragon clan, and of course he hoped to revitalize the dragon clan and let the dragon clan appear again on the prehistoric land.

If Fang Yang is on the path of preaching, Hong Zhou is on the path of luck. In the future, Hong Zhou will gather the prehistoric luck and impact the Golden Immortal of the Hunyuan Continent.

The dragon clan is the tool for Hong Zhou to gather luck.

Of course, this is just one way of saying it. Hong Zhou and the dragon race actually have a mutually beneficial relationship. Even if Hong Zhou fails to prove his Dao, a race that is despised by the Heavenly Dao can't be in a worse situation.

As soon as the voice fell, many powerful auras suddenly appeared in the small world, carrying rolling heavenly sounds, and the whole small world shook and roared.

This small world that was condensed by Zulong with magical powers finally couldn't bear the heavy burden after the battle just now, and showed signs of destruction.

"You are so bold that you even dare to trespass in the cemetery of my dragon race."

The first to appear was the Qinglong ancestor. When he saw Zulong lying on the ground with his eyes open, he was slightly surprised, and then he returned to normal.

He had been mentally prepared for Zulong's death. Today's Hong Zhou is no longer the dragon that was ordered around and directed at will by the high-level dragons.

The Qinglong Patriarch looked at Fang Yang again and bowed his hands: "What is your name, fellow Taoist? Don't be fooled by Ao Hong, he is a mean villain who likes to take advantage of others."

He saw that Fang Yang's magic power was not inferior to Hong Zhou, so in order to avoid a setback, he persuaded Fang Yang kindly.

Say a few polite words, and you won't lose an innate spiritual treasure. No matter if it works or not, give it a try, what if it succeeds?

Seeing this, Fang Yang waved his sleeves, and his magic power enveloped him, collecting the corpse of Zulong.

"I'm sorry, I'm going to use Zulong's corpse to refine treasures. So, I and fellow Taoist can only be enemies."

The Qinglong Patriarch's face condensed, he knew that this was Fang Yang's answer to him.

Zulong is the master of the dragon clan, Fang Yang wants to use Zulong's corpse to refine treasures, which is equivalent to slapping the face of the dragon clan.

"Since you insist on doing it your own way, then you can't blame my dragon clan."

The Qinglong Patriarch waved his hand, as if releasing some kind of signal, and forty-nine dragons in the Daluo Jinxian realm appeared in the small world almost at the same time.

These forty-nine Daluo Jinxians are all peak Daluo Jinxians, and the strength of each of them is about the same as that of the Taoist Master Ran Deng. They are only one step away from stepping out of the realm and cultivating into quasi-sages.

Among them, the auras of five dragons were very wrong. Although they showed that they were Daluo Jinxians, there was a aura of Hunyuan Jinxian in their auras.

This situation can only be that they were once Hunyuan Jinxians, but later they were knocked down.

"Fang Yang, be careful, Qinglong is going to use the Dayan Tuxian formation to deal with you and me. This formation is the most advanced formation of the dragon clan. Seventy-seven forty-nine Daluo Jinxians represent the Tianyan forty-nine, and one Hunyuan Jinxian represents the one that escaped, and the power is earth-shaking!"

Hong Zhou sent a divine thought to Fang Yang and reminded him.

He called Fang Yang to prevent this situation.

If the Qinglong Patriarch was alone, he would not be afraid at all. However, the Qinglong Patriarch was not alone, so he had to be careful again and again.

Facts have proved that his worries were not wrong. He had to face more than just one Qinglong Patriarch.

The mysterious sound of the avenue sounded in the void. With the Qinglong Patriarch as the core and the forty-nine dragon clan Daluo Jinxian as the center of the formation, a great formation that shook the world appeared!

"Ao Hong, you claim to be the first genius of the dragon clan and do not take the people of the world seriously. Today, I will let you know that the old is still the best."

Under the blessing of the formation, the momentum of the Qinglong Patriarch soared, like a mountain torrent and tsunami, bursting out.

He raised his hand, and a green sword appeared in his hand. He casually drew a sword, and two sword energies broke through the void barrier and killed Xiang Hongzhou and Fang Yang at the same time.

His seemingly simple sword turned out to be more powerful than ever before, cutting through the heaven and the earth, and opening up the heaven and the earth again, one after another, endlessly.

There is an unparalleled edge in that sword energy. The sharp edge turns into fifty, and the fifty becomes one again.

Boom!

With this sword, everything was destroyed and nothing remained.

Fang Yang and Hong Zhou naturally would not sit still and wait for death. The rich brilliance of the great avenue burst out on them. A sword appeared in Fang Yang's hand, and a large flag appeared in Hong Zhou's hand.

This is a duel.

Fang Yang's body shook wildly and he was directly knocked back three thousand miles. Hong Zhou's performance was better, but he also retreated more than a hundred miles.

"This is just a dharma body, which can only exert 90% of its original strength."

Fang Yang's hands trembled slightly, and he could not hold the God-Killing Sword firmly. He had to admit that with this dharma body, he could not defeat the Qinglong Ancestor.

"Sure enough, I have some strength, but with just this strength, I can't save your lives."

Ancestor Qinglong was also very satisfied when he saw that he had accomplished something with one blow.

For so many years, he has been trapped in Dongjitian and has never had the opportunity to fight with others. This is the first time he has fought against an expert of the same level since he became a holy beast.

"Come again!"

Hong Zhou's side has already fought against the Qinglong Ancestor again. (End of chapter)