The auspicious clouds outside the Tianmen are dyed red with blood.
In the past, due to various reasons, he detoured to Beitianmen. The thugs stationed outside Nantianmen were too powerful and he had too many concerns. He always had to consider the attitudes of all parties. Now, Bai Yujun put aside his worries and killed him.
In a place that maintains order in all realms, how can Xiaoxiao be surrounded and watched?
Bai Yujun is no longer as weak as he used to be. He wields a heavy sword and chops a certain fairy from the immortal realm into the mortal world. He slashes continuously, and countless figures vomit blood and fall.
The exquisite flying boat building was broken into pieces, and the wooden boards that had not lost their spirituality were floating all over the sky.
In just one charge, Xiaoxiao was cleared outside Nantianmen.
Watching the wreckage of the building and ship floating in the sea of clouds, Bai Yujun felt that the thugs of these forces were too useless.
"Oh, it's too bad to be cultivated."
There is no fighting spirit, and they will collapse at the first touch and run away. Those who are good at scheming and scheming all day long lack the courage to fight. Thinking of the compromises of these so-called top immortal realms against the demons, it suddenly becomes understandable. In this way, even if ten people are beaten, one will be punished. Rubbing on the ground.
Although the clone was weak, it was blessed by the formation. After the attack, it suffered a 40% loss, so it was no surprise that it won.
With a wave of his hand, five scale clones turned into streamers of light and flew back, more than a thousand army formation clones turned into starlight and disappeared, leaving the Nantianmen empty again.
Bai Yujun turned around and flew towards the Immortal Bridge.
Don't forget to turn around and taunt to increase the hatred value.
"From now on, if I see anyone who dares to guard the Nantian Gate again, I will kill them!"
The masters who were hiding far away and belonged to various forces showed disdain. They were just a Celestial Dragon Clan. So what if they defeated themselves? What if they could fight against real immortals? The master of the Immortal Realm was a Daluo cultivator, but he felt something was wrong. How did he feel? This white dragon is different from before...
At the end of the fairy bridge, Bai Yujun held two electric cables with both hands.
Turn the silent transmission bridge hard.
The fight outside Nantianmen was not taken seriously before, it was just a group of sneaky spies.
Lightning illuminates the dreamy fairy bridge, and the dazzling light appears again. The ancient and mysterious teleportation array slowly rotates faster and faster. The speed at which the mysterious runes light up continues to increase. Countless eyes in the distance look helplessly at their own 'Destined' fairy bridge. used.
Countless people have a strange feeling in their hearts.
My ancestors all said that heaven would belong to them sooner or later, but looking at this situation...
By the way, it must be the big guard seal of Beitianmen that caused the trouble.
Automatically come up with reasons.
Outside the Nantian Gate, the teleportation array at the end of the Immortal Bridge was reactivated for a moment, and the light flashed. Then the teleportation array that lost power cooled down quickly, and the runes were extinguished again, restoring the silence familiar to many immortals.
The distant East China Sea.
The vast dark blue waves are a hundred feet high, dark clouds fall into the sea, and there is a dark storm with lightning and thunder.
A stream of light passed through the clouds, drawing an arc through the heavy rain, and plunged into the sea water, dragging fine bubbles and sinking almost vertically. The huge monsters in the deep sea fled one after another, including crabs, sea snakes, sea turtles, and even some species that were hundreds of feet long. The monster, which cannot be named, avoids the light in fear.
Bai Yujun dived quickly on her head and feet, her long skirt swimming in the sea water.
The sea surface is windy and swelly, but the deep sea is quiet.
After a long time, my eyes lit up, and I finally came to the world under the sea, where the East China Sea Dragon Palace is located.
Grasslands, forests, mountains, rivers, birds and animals, even big fish flying in the sky, whales singing deep and far away.
After falling from the sea water in the dome, he flew straight to the dark red submarine volcano.
The Dragon Palace is also a prison.
The lava waterfall roared and poured, and black smoke billowed.
Bai Yujun's face remained expressionless as always. The stream of light flashed and landed in front of the ruins of the palace, which was like a blazing cage. He floated into the hall and saw the Dragon King of the East China Sea, Qingshao, who had awakened due to his arrival.
Qingshao, who was in unspeakable pain, forced a smile. After many years, he saw a white dragon of his own race again.
"You came."
It's like saying hello casually and knowing he's coming.
Bai Yujun floated to the same height as him, stared at the imprisoned Qing Shao in silence for a while, and nodded lonely.
"Yes, I'm here, and this place remains the same as before."
"..."
Misery has become the only topic among the dragon clan, and it is difficult to avoid it.
There was another inexplicable silence between the two dragons.
Qingshao knew that Bailong would come, but she didn't know why. It was certain that she was in trouble, and she could only seek out her fellow tribesmen to gain a small sense of security. Maybe she just came to talk to him, but in short, she was in a difficult situation.
After thinking about it, Qingshao smiled bitterly.
"Our dragon clan also had its glory days, although it was too long ago. Maybe the dragon clan at that time was too arrogant and declined. Now there are only a few dragons left. They are imprisoned and it is difficult to live outside. Alas."
Bai Yujun opened his mouth, not thinking of what to say.
Qingshao, who was sitting on the dragon chair, laughed at himself.
"It's good. It can at least keep the four of us alive till now. The powerful men of all races in the prehistoric times were as dazzling as the sun. Now, they have long since fallen. Only the four of us are still alive. We used to envy them at the beginning, haha. "
I don’t know if living too long is a good thing or a bad thing.
Suddenly, Bai Yujun asked a question.
"Have you ever thought about escaping from prison?"
"What?"
The giant green dragon wrapped around the lava mountain suddenly trembled, and soon returned to calm.
"Bai Long, did you find anything?"
I wonder which dragon doesn't want to swim in the sea, soar into the clouds and ride on the wind. Qingshao has an intuition that he belongs to the dragon clan. Bailong must not be talking nonsense. She must know something. She can't remember how many years it has been. She thinks about the coolness of the sea all the time. And the feeling of strong wind blowing through dragon scales.
Bai Yujun lowered his head and looked at his feet, his eyes seeming to see through the lava to the very depths.
"Destiny is not unsolvable, it is just a matter of probability. Don't be too happy because the time has not come yet."
Qingshao was so excited after saying this, he wished he could invite brothers and sisters to celebrate together.
Unexpectedly, Bailong, who he found pleasing to the eye, said something else.
"After all, the mythical beasts are too unnatural. Countless mythical beasts can only live in Kunlun Ruins and sleep. If you want to be free, you must take responsibility."
"responsibility?"
Looking around, the originally luxurious Dragon Palace has turned into a prison.
The long years of suppressing the world are not only repayments but also a kind of merit. How many people in the world can bear this heavy responsibility? Is it possible that they will continue to bear the burden after they are released from prison?
but……
Leaving the prison is the key. Then again, what does Bailong mean by this?
I believe that the suppressed dragons in the other three sea areas are the same as myself. They don't think that she has the ability to break free from the imprisonment of the Four Seas Dragon Palace. The wild snakes in the lower world can only transform into dragons. Even a pure blooded person can't do it, let alone a demon dragon.
Bai Yujun saw Qingshao's expression in his eyes and was not surprised.
Compared to the other three, the same was true. Bai Yujun sighed, her beautiful eyes could not hide her disappointment. She had declined to this point but still did not forget the hierarchy within the clan.
I don’t want to explain and I’m too lazy to explain.
Raise your hand and take a ball of lava into the palm of your hand.
"Can you tell me how painful it is to be in this lava prison?"
Qingshao looked around after hearing this, not knowing what to say.
"..."
"alright, I got it."
Bai Yujun nodded and floated quietly, and the lava ruins hall was silent again.
After a long time, under Qingshao's inexplicable gaze, Bai Yujun turned around and flew away from the lava mountain. His strange words and deeds puzzled Long. Moreover, Qingshao always felt that Bailong had changed a lot, especially the emperor's aura became more and more obvious.
The lava mountain shook again, and the giant green dragon suppressed it steadily.
I wanted to summon the three fellow sufferers, but I felt there was no need to disturb Long Qingmeng with such a trivial matter.
