After saying that, she looked at the other dragon and water tribes and said coldly, "In addition, the dragon tribe's vitality is severely damaged now. No matter what the reason is, the Golden Crow tribe will have to pay a heavy price for this!"
"Drumming," another voice said.
"Gather the men of my clan and those under my command."
"Prepare for war!"
"Yes!" The dragon and water tribes in the hall suddenly became energetic, and they all stood up and responded.
The Dragon Queen added: "As long as the Dragon Tribe and the Shui Tribe are still alive, don't abandon them. Zhu, let you handle this matter."
A giant dragon wearing a navy blue robe immediately knelt down and said, "Yes, Queen!"
The Dragon Queen continued to say: "Dan Xi has disappeared, and now there are only nine Great Sun Golden Crows left."
"And the Golden Crow who became the Sun Star is an immortal. Compared with the ordinary Golden Crow, he is much weaker."
"Shuoxiang, Li, Fan, I leave this matter to you!"
While speaking, a dragon turtle with white beard and hair, a dragon head and a turtle back, exuding an extremely ancient aura, walked out quickly with a blood-robed dragon clan and a black-robed dragon clan, bowed and said: " I will obey the Queen’s orders!”
"If these nine-headed Sun-Golden Crows join forces, you may not be able to deal with them." The Dragon Queen's eyes turned cold and she said, "If necessary, I will kill them myself!"
"Yes!" All the dragon and water tribes responded in unison.
Not long after, the Dragon Queen made arrangements, and with a wave of her hand, she ordered many dragons and water tribes to disperse.
The originally crowded hall suddenly became spacious. Under the steps, there was only a figure with the head of a dragon and the body of a turtle, showing no sign of leaving.
The old dragon turtle watched all the dragons and water tribes around him disappear, and his eyes fell on the Dragon Queen.
"What's the matter?" The Dragon Queen said calmly.
Lao Long hesitated for a moment and then said: "Queen, I was the one who caused this matter."
"Even if you really kill this Golden Crow cub, what can you do to me?"
"Why do our people need to worry so much!"
"There's nothing to say. You go back first and prepare to fight."
When the old dragon turtle heard this, he immediately bowed and said: "But it depends on the queen's orders!"
With a flick of his white eyebrows and white beard, he retreated silently.
There was only the Dragon Queen in the main hall.
She looked around and was about to stand up, but she couldn't help but think of the tall man in black with a perfect temperament and a long sword on his back.
It was none other than the human who broke into his palace before.
The Dragon Queen was a little surprised. She should have forgotten about such a weak ant, so why did she suddenly think of him?
But she didn't think much about it. After thinking about it for a while, she stopped thinking about it and stood up directly and walked to the back hall.
The shark king "Shiqin" walked out of the main hall and was about to return to the palace where she lived to prepare for the upcoming battle. Suddenly, she was stunned for a moment, and a man in black appeared in her mind, carrying a bag on his back. A long sword.
Immediately, a blush appeared on her pretty face as white as jade, and she didn't know what she was thinking.
"What's wrong?" "Xi Qin" on the side noticed something strange about "Shi Qin" and immediately asked.
"It's okay!" "Shiqin" finally realized and spoke quickly.
"Xi Yan" felt something strange, and before she could ask, her expression gradually blurred, because in front of her, a man in black seemed to appear, carrying a long sword, with a majestic figure, and The stalwart man was standing in the Crystal Palace where they left.
For some reason, at this moment, she couldn't feel any hatred or anger towards this human race, but only an indescribable emotion.
A blush flashed across "Xi Yan's" face, but she quickly calmed down and immediately walked over as if nothing had happened.
At the same time, the dragon girl "Yao You" also paused slightly in her steps. She was also shocked by the scene she just saw.
In the prison where no light could shine, white bones lay scattered on the ground. Deathly silence, coldness, and resentment... filled the air.
The iron chains tied up and down tied "Chi Yao"'s body tightly, and the cold and chaotic power continued to pour into "Chi Yao"'s body from the iron chains, like thousands of sharp knives, constantly The ground was churning and cutting into his soul and body.
A huge pain surged in all directions like a tide.
"Chi Yao" lowered his head. His body was covered with dense wounds. Not even a drop of blood could flow out from the white wounds.
There was deathly silence all over him, as if there was no hope left.
Da da da……
At this moment, several immortals from the Sea Clan walked in and looked at the fallen immortal in front of them with undisguised hostility in their eyes.
"Chi Yao" seemed to realize something in a daze, but he was unable to speak anymore.
A sea tribe general glanced at him and said coldly: "When the three days are up, take him to the execution platform!"
There are layers of mountains stretching for thousands of miles.
Thick vines intertwined together and soared into the sky.
Each sacred tree can accommodate endless mountains, rivers, and waterfalls in spring, summer, autumn, and winter.
Thousands of spiritual plants are swaying, full of fairy spirit, and shrouded in clouds and mist, like a green ribbon.
A figure in black clothes with a long sword on his back walked through the flowers, like an insignificant insect.
Zhan Wuji was controlled by the system and moved forward step by step.
The further up he went, the greater the pressure he was under.
The invisible shackles continued to fall, and his momentum continued to increase. A terrible pressure spread from all directions. Wherever it passed, everything withered and the mountains and rivers were silent, as if they were afraid of him. This was no longer ordinary. Things that gods can do.
The misty clouds are vast, like the roaring rivers and seas, and the sleeves of the clothes are rustling.
Zhan Wuji took a step forward, and several bush spirit flowers emerged from the clouds, with lush branches and leaves, as if they were dancing.
At this time, he was already standing at the highest point of the Jianmu District, surrounded by clouds and mist. It was beautiful, but still far away.
As he walked step by step, a vast pressure emanated from him, as if all life on the World Tree was about to be crushed.
A magnificent palace with a fairy dancing in it.
It was obviously a void space, but there was a kind of condensed and unbreakable power that made him step on it as if he were stepping on a piece of extremely hard steel.
At the same time, the laws and regulations on Zhan Wuji gradually turned into hard and cold red-gold chains. The chains shone with the power of heaven, binding his body and soul together.
A sinister aura filled the air, as if Zhan Wuji would be struck down by a bolt of lightning if he resisted at all, falling from the World Tree, and there would be no possibility of becoming a god.
Zhan Wuji immediately realized that this was what would happen if he violated the laws of heaven.
This is a law, a rejection of him!
But after all, he has a solid foundation, and under the control of the system, he still moves forward step by step, always moving forward at a constant speed.
