"Oh my God, is it really a dragon?"

"No, there are no dragon scales...... Maybe it hasn't evolved into a real dragon yet. ”

"It's not like a real dragon, it's not like a dragon, even the horns are fleshy......"

At this moment, everyone could see clearly, it was similar to a real dragon, except that it had no scales, and it was like jade and shining.

"What the hell is it?"

Everyone's eyes were on Yang Ming, the sage, who was a living encyclopedia with the deepest knowledge of ancient history and knew everything.

"This is a silkworm. Yang Ming happened to know its origin.

"Silkworm?" asked an old man with silver hair with a respectful expression. "May I ask my senior, what is the origin of this silkworm and what kind of creature is it?"

"This Divine Silkworm is an ancient creature, and it is the most powerful of the primeval creatures---- the primeval royal family. In the primeval era, there was a silkworm that went through nine transformations, swept the world, and then evolved into the tenth change of the ancients and no one after him, and finally became the emperor, and was called the ancient emperor of the silkworm by the ancient beings. The number of the Divine Silkworm clan is very scarce, and most of the Divine Silkworms are the descendants of the Ancient Emperor of the Divine Silkworm, with the bloodline of the Ancient Emperor. Yang Ming said.

Compared with the human race, the primeval creatures pay more attention to the inheritance of the bloodline, they will pass on the seeds of power through the bloodline, and any primeval royal family has the potential to be not inferior to the Eastern Desolate God Royal Body.

"Ancient Royalty!"

"Ancient Emperor Bloodline!"

Everyone's gaze at the Divine Silkworm immediately changed, as long as all the primeval royal creatures grow, they can at least become powerhouses at the level of the primeval king, and the primeval king is an existence at the same level as the ancient sages.

This little creature like a golden snake was simply a young sage.

Everyone's eyes released a scorching light, if they can subdue this divine silkworm, they will be able to get a sage in the future.

"It is not easy for the silkworm to grow, it needs to go through nine transformations, and each transformation condition is very harsh, even in the primeval period, there are very few silkworms that can complete nine transformations. Yang Ming said.

However, his words did not dispel people's thoughts, and everyone offered prices to buy this divine silkworm.

The silkworm seemed to be able to sense Yang Ming's strength, knew how to seek good fortune and avoid evil, and honestly lay in his palm, blinking his big eyes, looking at him pitifully.

"I suggest you sell it, the transformation of the Divine Silkworm requires a huge amount of resources, even with the background of the Holy Land and the Great Sect, it is not easy to feed a Divine Silkworm. Yang Ming handed the Divine Silkworm to Ye Fan and gave him advice.

Ye Fan's potential is much stronger than that of the Divine Silkworm, just like the candle flame of the Haoyue, rather than feeding the Divine Silkworm, it is better to use it for his own cultivation.

"Good. ”

Ye Fan is as good as a stream.

……

In a high-profile source art duel, Ye Fan not only cut out the peerless source, but also won the victory of the bet, and successfully gathered the source needed to break through.

"Ye Hei is worthy of being the one who opened the protagonist's aura, the last time he explored the old site of Yaochi, he only obtained the cultivation method of the Dao Palace Scroll, and now he has reached the fourth realm of the Dao Palace, and his cultivation speed is even better than that of the Tianjiao of all domains, and he is the first to open up the ancient holy body. ”

Yang Ming secretly admired that under his care, Ye Fan began to break through in retreat.

Twenty days passed, Ye Fan successfully broke through and advanced to the fifth realm of the Dao Palace.

After leaving the customs, Ye Fan continued to haunt the major stone workshops, looking for rare and strange stones, and accumulating in order to break through the secret realm of the four extremes.

This time, it was the older generation of masters from the four major source art families in the Northern Regions, and they joined forces to fight against Ye Fan, but they were beaten back and forth by Ye Fan.

"Dang!"

At the end of the Origin Technique duel, a distant bell rang through the heavens and the earth.

The bell of no beginning rings again!

This is the third time that the Holy Land, the Great Sect and the Desolate Ancient Family have joined forces to attack the Purple Mountain, this time they have done their best, and they have taken out the ability to press the bottom of the box, and even brought all the Extreme Dao weapons used to suppress the foundation, if they can't capture the Purple Mountain this time, then they can only choose to give up.

The noise was loud, there was a lot of discussion, and everyone looked absentmindedly in the direction of Purple Mountain, waiting for the results to be revealed.

"Dang!"

It didn't take long for the bell to ring again.

The Holy City resonated with the bells, and everyone was shocked, and people knew that this attack on the Purple Mountain had already had a final result.

"Roar~~"

Suddenly, a terrifying roar came, accompanied by bursts of screams, resounding in all directions of the Holy City.

The creepy murderous aura soared into the sky, shaking people's souls.

"What's going on?" everyone changed color.

"Roar~" "Roar~" "Roar~"

One roar after another rang out, shaking the holy city, and it seemed that many inexplicable creatures appeared in the city.

"This roar is ......," many monks wondered.

"Oh no, the archaeologists were born. A frightened cry could be heard in the distance.

"The Purple Mountain was broken, and many primeval creatures ran out, and they killed the Holy City. The sound of warning pierced the sky.

The Holy City was in turmoil, and everyone's expressions changed drastically, their faces were full of fear and panic, and they trembled under the terrible roar of the beast.

Several holy places joined forces to attack the Purple Mountain, but the primeval creatures sealed by the Immortal Emperor were released, and the strong people of the human race were brutally tortured and killed.

These primeval creatures crossed the Void and hunted down to the Holy City.

"Boom!"

Due north, earth-shattering fluctuations were heard, and the murderous aura was soaring, and the Holy Lord was fighting with the primeval creatures, sweeping away the clouds in all directions, and the sky trembled violently.

"Buzz!"

A demonic cloud rushed from the west, mighty, there were not many primeval murderous creatures, and the terrifying aura made people's souls frightened.

"Boom!"

A huge claw poked out of the dark clouds, the size of a small mountain, covered with cold cyan scales, and clawed straight down.

"Poof!"

Underneath the giant claw, more than a dozen famous elders were crushed by a single claw, turning into a blood mist, and their forms and spirits were destroyed.

The people of the holy city were in a mess, and no one was not shocked, and cold sweat soaked the back of their clothes.

"Zheng Zheng Zheng ......"

A white cloud floated in the south direction, and a delicate and enchanting woman sat high in the clouds, plucking a zither-like instrument, the music was not beautiful at all, but full of murderous aura, like a stormy sea, surging forward.

"Poof!" "Poof!" "Poof!" "Poof!"

The sound of killing swept through, and countless Terran masters fell from the sky like dumplings, and more people were blown apart, which was extremely terrifying.

"This is a shape-shifting primeval creature, exactly like a human being, at least an adult primeval royal family, it's terrifying!" a Supreme Elder who was sitting in the Stone Workshop of the Holy Land shouted in horror, his face distorted, his expression terrifying, and he no longer had the slightest appearance of being as stable as Mount Tai on a normal day.

"Boom!"

Purple qi came from the east, like a piece of purple magma surging in, reflecting half of the sky into purple, and the fierce aura went straight down.

A big purple hand crushed down like a puff cover, shattering the mountains and rivers, and countless Terran powerhouses shattered into powder and died.

Screams came from all directions, one after another, and the hearts of the people in the holy city were as if the end was coming.