This Huanglong is a bit stable

Chapter 103

Although Kunpeng is a veteran quasi-sage and a guest of Zixiao Palace in the past, he is so big that he will not be able to find out how many secrets he hides in his life.

A catastrophe?
The first robbery of Long Han?

Tribulation of immortals and demons?

The prehistoric world had experienced at least three catastrophes before it became what it is now, Hongjun testified. As for before, he was just a black hand hiding in the dark.

Although he is alert.

He is good at escaping and has a certain amount of research on Feng Shui.

But after all, I still don't understand it.

She still has a demon side, gaining the upper hand and acting surly.

The green light shines, changes constantly, the sun and the moon change, and the two forces of extreme cold and extreme sun change. Huanglong and Kunpeng barely escaped the attack from the two demon gods just now.

When Huang Long saw the person coming, he was a little surprised, but felt a sense of familiarity.

The upper, lower, and four directions are the universe, which is real, invisible, and indescribable.

From ancient times to the present, it is called the universe, and it will never stop.

This is the concept of the universe.

At the same time, it was also a collision of space and time. Huanglong and Kunpeng looked at each other, and looked at the demon god in front of them with vigilance. They just strayed into this place by mistake, but why did they feel so familiar.

The Quartet is disorderly.It is empty chaos.

Back then, the dragon clan was defeated, the ancestor dragon died, and the rest of the dragon clan were all huddled in the four seas, and some even directly opened up the small thousand world, unwilling to return to the prehistoric world.

Ao Guang's succession itself means that the Dragon Clan has completely retired.

But why did they still meet the dragons wearing dragon horns? Although their cultivation was not high, their bodies exuded a strong bloody smell, and even Kunpeng felt troubled.

Could it be the ancestor of the Dragon Clan?
Could it be that the space node just now met the turbulence of time and space, and brought them back to the ancient times, the era when the dragon clan competed with the phoenix and unicorn clan?

"who are you?"

A cold voice roared from the mouth of the monstrous Demon God. Huang Long noticed that there was still a wound on his body, with dazzling golden blood flowing, and he was holding a phoenix in the other hand.

"Kunpeng, Huanglong."

"Bold, never heard of it."

One of the demon gods, with his palms facing the sky, tore apart the phoenix's body, rose up soaked in blood, and instantly transformed into a mighty real dragon body, with some scales falling off his body.

Kunpeng's eyes widened. Could it be that the dragon clan in ancient times was so brutal that they really regarded him as a soft persimmon.

The world has changed.

Although the body of the Dragon Clan was bathed in knife marks, since Hongjun created the Xuanmen, the realm has risen to a higher level again, if it wasn't for the fear of hitting the younger ones.

attract the old.

He has been killing people for a long time, and he is not familiar with the place, so for the time being, he still wants to hide his clumsiness.

"Huanglong, they are your fellow clansmen, and they probably won't do anything to hurt you. Please explain first." Kunpeng said quickly through voice transmission.

Huang Long nodded.

After all, they don't know whether they recognize him as an earth dragon in this ancient time.

If it doesn't work out in the end, then he can only fight and come out to hang out. After a long time, he will have to pay back one day, and their blood red eyes made Huang Long feel even more uncomfortable.

Roar!
A dragon roar.

Huanglong showed his real body of a thousand-foot giant dragon and flew towards the two demon gods.

"Junior Huang Long is Uncle Huang He, please give me a favor."

Haha
A rebellious voice resounded from the mouth of a demon god: "My dragon clan does not have the position of the Yellow River Dragon Boss, you little thief, the dragon clan above my dragon clan, the Da Luo Jinxian, this demon god remembers clearly , why haven't I seen you."

Haven't seen it?
Huang Long looked closely and saw that their blood-red eyes had no life at all, they were dull and invisible, and he saw that someone was manipulating them behind their backs.

Simply cut the palm, a large amount of blood flowed out, and sprinkled into the void. In an instant, the demon god who was still reckless and slaughtered turned into a sculpture in an instant, with unspeakable words in his mouth.

When Huanglong once again turned into a Taoist image and stood beside Kunpeng, Kunpeng was puzzled and said, "Huanglong, why did they suddenly stop moving?"

"They are just afterimages formed by the unyielding dragon soul. We seem to have stepped into the battlefield created by a certain powerful person." Huang Long explained to Kunpeng with a solemn expression.

Although Kunpeng is a demon god, he has never experienced such a scene.

Naturally puzzled.

Even Huang Long, if he wasn't by Yuanshi's side and often listened to the sermon, he would never have thought that when the space node encounters a space-time storm, it will bring them into a misplaced space-time.

To be precise: it is a powerful dragon clan who is still continuing the glory of the battlefield and has been unwilling to wake up for a long time.

Suddenly, the surrounding void buzzed, and an extremely overbearing dragon chant resounded throughout the battlefield.

Jagged drifting.

The originally clear grass turned into streaks of blood-colored sword grass in an instant, following the direction of the wind, it turned into streaks of sharp blades, flying towards Huanglong and Kunpeng.

bang, bang, bang
golden light.

After all, the sword grass is a mortal thing, so how could it run away from Huanglong and Kunpeng's defenses, shining golden light, more like tickling them.

A sacred ancestral dragon phantom appeared in the void. The figure was so vast that it was tens of thousands of miles long. The tail of the dragon swung, and the space around it shattered one after another. It went round and round, like the birth and death of the universe.

The river flooded back.

The blood-colored grassland, which was originally a ferocious body of soldiers, has once again returned to a state of green grass.

Before Huanglong and Kunpeng could react, the Zulong in the void roared again, and the void of thousands of miles exploded in an instant, and there was darkness, like the endless chaos.

Can't see five fingers.

Immediately afterwards, the chaos changed, and the yin and yang stirred. I don't know how long it took. When Huanglong and Kunpeng opened their eyes again, the original grassland had turned into a boundless coast.

A line of dragons.

Leap out on the sea.

Set off bursts of stormy waves.

"East China Sea."

Huanglong is a bit unrealistic, and the sea has changed, but there is no need to change from the bloody battlefield to the East China Sea. Only Zulong has such great power.

Notice!

In the Longhan Era, Na Hongjun could be classified as a casual cultivator.

But all the great powers with names and surnames in the wild are basically affiliated with the Longhan clan. They either join them, or flee to the mountains and want to fish in troubled waters. They are the first to be killed by the Longhan clan.

Deep in the East China Sea.

A lean and clear dragon palace slowly protrudes from the coastline, and it can be vaguely distinguished that there are hundreds of great powers in it, and any one of them has a cultivation base above Da Luo.

As for the creatures in the realm below Daluo.

Like a carp swimming in the East China Sea.

There are countless.

This is the legend that a golden fairy is not as good as a dog under the big Luo.

Sitting on the main seat is the ancestor of the Dragon Clan—Zulong, with Zhulong, Qinglong and Mengzhang next to him.
A cloud of black light.

Enveloping them is like a feast in the Dragon Palace.

What a pleasure!

"Could this be the capital of Zulong's fight for world supremacy?" Kunpeng said with emotion.

A family is like this, why don't thousands of creatures surrender, and thousands of beasts turn to the sky.

(End of this chapter)