Great Dream Master

Shen Luo glanced at it and saw the tall silhouette with his upper body naked and ferocious-looking. There were two flame hairs on his head and fins on his back and elbows. The clear water Yaksha I saw in Dali Mountain.

However, unlike what I saw in the past, the breath of Qing Chi is strong, and he has reached the late Great Ascension stage. Just judging from the scars all over his body, we can know how dangerous it has gone before. fighting.

After Qing Chi saluted Ao Hong, he looked at Shen Luo suspiciously, scratched his head, and finally thought back after hesitating for a while, and said in surprise: "You are!"

"Green chi, don't be rude, Brother Shen is now a True Immortal Realm cultivator." Ao Hong said with a smile.

"At first glance, there is no change, but after careful observation, you can find that the breath, demeanor, deportment... but all are different, powerful, powerful." Qing Chi noticed and couldn't help rubbing. Chin, clicking one's tongue in wonder. . .

Shen Luo turned his wrist, held the five-stranded silver fork, and handed it back, saying with a smile:

"Qing Chi Fellow Daoist, It’s been a long time."

"That said, it’s been too long. I think back then..." Qing Chi took his weapon with both hands, and his eyes fluttered upward, as if he was about to recall the past. NS.

When Ao Hong saw this, he knew that once he asked him to speak, I was afraid that he would not be able to stop, so he hurriedly said to stop him:

"Qing Chi, don’t talk about anything else, Dragon Palace How's it going? My Royal Father..."

"Ninth Crown Prince, you should go back and see by yourself..." Qing Chi's expression became a little hard to look at when he heard this, and he sighed. Said with a loud voice.

Hearing this, Ao Hong's heart sank suddenly.

Qing Chi sighed, turned around to lead the way, Shen Luo and the two immediately followed along.

When I came to the main entrance of the Dragon Palace, a majestic three-story white jade archway with nine pillars embedded in gold was knocked down in half, and a pile of broken jade was piled on the side like broken bricks and tiles.

Shen Luo walked through the gatehouse and walked all the way inward. Almost none of the original exquisite buildings on both sides is complete, and there are ruins and broken walls as far as they can look. Stained with blood.

"Fellow Daoist, Lang Sheng, is he okay?" Shen Luo asked with his eyes narrowed slightly.

"You said that little shrimp? He is already not in." Qing Chi heard the words, looked back, and said.

"Did you also die in this battle?" Shen Luo asked.

"No. Xiaoximi’s cultivation aptitude is average. Many years ago, I have been unable to break through the border. Seeing that there are not many life essences, I tried a way to win from danger, but unfortunately it failed." Qing Chi shook the head, said.

Shen Luo heard the words and fell silent. He knew in his heart that there are always surprises on the cultivation path, and no one can go smoothly.

"No matter if you didn't succeed, you don't have to live in this messy world." After a while, Qing Chi suddenly said with a smile.

Shen Luo listened, but also didn't know what to say.

Going all the way to the depths of the Dragon Palace, the destruction of the houses on both sides has become more and more serious, and many corpses of Dragon Palace water descendants can be seen in the collapsed ruins.

Shrimp soldiers and crab generals can be seen one after another along the way. They are cleaning up the mess, rebuilding some buildings that can be saved, and gathering up the buried corpses.

At this moment, a team of people moved towards here suddenly rushed over.

Shen Luo's gaze was condensed, and he saw that the leader was a tall and handsome man with a long body and a handsome face. He was dressed in a purple embroidered gold round-neck gown with a carved dragon hanging from his waist. Jade Pendant, with his hands behind his back, his face is indifferent.

On the right behind him, staggered half a step, followed a beautiful woman in a bright red armor. Her figure is quite outstanding, slightly plump but not coquettish, with a clean delicate and The pretty features have a contrasting beauty.

The woman is carrying a wide-bladed sword that is not commensurate with her figure. Her eyes have almost stayed on the tall man in front of her, and her eyes can't hide her thoughts.

The one who walked almost shoulder to shoulder with this woman was an old man with white beard and hair and arched back. His face was kind, with long eyebrows and knees, almost covering his eyes, and he was leaning on a green enamel in his hand. The walking stick looks no different from the elder Human Race elder.

Behind these three people, they followed a team of shrimp soldiers and crab generals, each with a solemn expression, armed with a sword in their hands, and quite murderous aura on their bodies.

As soon as he saw these people, Ao Hong quickened his pace and greeted them.

"Second brother, Uncle Yuan." As he approached, he took the initiative to cup one fist in the other hand and said.

Shen Luo's heart also sounded Ao Hong's voice at the same time: "This is my second brother Ao Zhong and Longgong's prime minister Yuan Yun."

Qing Chi saw it, and hurried to rush. Go up and bow to salute.

Shen Luo took a step slower and came to the front and back. He also hugged the cup one fist in the other hand, but did not pay a big gift.

"Ninth Crown Prince is back, very good, Lord Dragon has been looking forward to it for a long time, you finally came back... old slave, almost, I almost thought I would not see you..." The old man with the walking stick walked forward tremblingly, and said in a trembling tone.

"Uncle Yuan, it's all my fault. It's because I came back late. I am really ashamed." Ao Hong sighed in his heart, and he was a little sad when he hurriedly lifted up Yuan Yun who wanted to salute himself.

"Well, just come back, just come back..." Yuan Nao patted Ao Hong's hand lightly, his eyes moist and said.

"Lao Jiu, why did you come back by yourself? What about your foreign garrison?" The purple robed man named Ao Zhong glanced at Shen Luo behind him. Seeing that there were no other people behind, his sword eyebrows couldn't help but faint. Fucked, the tone indifferently said.

"Wait when I meet Royal Father... I will introduce you first. This is Shen Luo, who has been with me for many years, but has never been to Dragon Palace as a guest. He is a true..." Ao Hong is accustomed to this and said.

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Ao Zhong:

"When is it all, I still bring outsiders back, do you think the house is not messy enough?"

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Ao Hong suffocated when he heard the words, and his expression became a little unhappy.

He has never dealt with this second brother who is very different from his own age, but he has always respected him as his elder brother. Ignoring it so much, Ao Hong felt that he couldn't bear it anymore.

Just when he wanted to argue, Shen Luo reminded him in his own heart:

"Brother Ao, don’t care about these minor matters. Let’s go to see Lord Dragon first. Let's talk about the situation clearly now."

Ao Hong hesitated for a while, his expression relaxed.

However, his short pauses and changes in expression all fell into Yuan Xu's eyes.

As a veteran who has assisted the Dragon King for so many years, he is good at sophistication and color. Naturally, he quickly guessed that it was Shen Luo who dissuaded Ao Hong. After greeting.