The aftermath collapsed, and Meng Lu's body only trembled slightly, without regressing a bit, and looked as stable as before, without the slightest impact.

But in fact, there is an extra scar on the back of the hand that was inadvertently concealed, not deep, but very long.

"Senior Ying Long, isn't it a little too enthusiastic to greet a junior in this way. ”

The dragon claw retreated, and the owner of the dragon claw appeared, dressed in a dragon robe, with a majestic face, and a pair of dragon eyes looking at Meng Lu, a fierce light emerged.

"Hmph, good boy, some means. ”

"It's just that the life of the brother of this seat can't be lost in vain, boy, I will fight with this seat again!"

As he spoke, the dragon qi in his body began to surge, and the monstrous dragon power shook the void.

Meng Lu was stunned, no wonder this old dragon got nervous as soon as they met, it was originally because of the problem of the Li Mu clan.

Speaking of which, although the Li Mu clan was not killed by Meng Lu, if it really wants to be involved, it can indeed be pulled on him.

It seems that this one can't be left out.

The corners of Meng Lu's mouth raised slightly, he just hit it, he was really not afraid of this old thing.

Ying Long is strong, at least Taiyi in his heyday, and he may even have Da Luo, but now he is only a remnant soul, how strong can he be.

Not to mention, Meng Lu noticed that since the appearance of this old dragon, his hands had been behind his back.

Although I am not completely sure, this old dragon is most likely not as strong as it seems.

Bang.........

The vast divine power in Meng Lu's body boiled out, and the monstrous divine power soared into the sky, and the divine light surged, instantly reflecting the entire space as if it were day.

Shenwei, Longwei, collided in the air on the spot.

Just the momentum clashed, the surrounding space began to constantly tremble and ripple, and the remaining objects in the space were squeezed by the two momentum from time to time.

Seeing that the two were going to fight in the next moment.

At this time, an old voice came from the depths of Xuanyuan's tomb: "Two of you, please give the old man a face, stop for the time being." ”

As this voice fell, Ying Long's face darkened a little, and it stinked, but he retracted his momentum, but his stinky black face looked like someone owed him money.

Ying Long retracted his dragon momentum, and Meng Lu naturally dispersed his divine power, he was originally here to talk about things, but not to fight.

"Old dragon, don't hurry up to lead the way for Xiaoyou. ”

"Hmph!" Ying Long snorted very unpleasantly, and then, obediently led the way, leading Meng Lu.

Meng Lu shook his head amusedly, he could see that this old dragon was quite similar to the Emperor of the Abandoned Heaven, and they were both tsundere personalities.

For this kind of character, it's good to ignore it.

Following behind Ying Long, he walked towards the depths of Xuanyuan's tomb.

It didn't take long for a man and a dragon to come to a strange space.

It's strange because it looks like a town, with cold houses and all kinds of small traders and vendors enthusiastically shouting and buying, and it looks quite lively.

If it weren't for the fact that everyone here has a strong sense of depression and decay, they can really treat this place as an ordinary hut.

Entering the town, Ying Long didn't stay, and continued to take Meng Lu forward, when he passed by one vendor after another along the way, there were even vendors pulling Meng Lu and wanting to do business with Meng Lu, which really looked like a real hawker.

Meng Lu was originally quite interested, and wanted to stay and take a look, but he heard Ying Long in front of him sneer twice.

Immediately, he knew what to expect, politely thanked the vendor, and followed Ying Long to move on.

In the end, one man and one dragon came to a quaint rent.

As soon as he arrived, the door naturally opened, and Ying Long stepped directly into it, and Meng Lu did not hesitate and followed in.

The room is not big, there is only one person in the room, an old man, and an old man with white hair and an old man.

When the old man saw the arrival of Ying Long and Meng Lu, he smiled and made a cup of tea that had already been brewed: "Xiaoyou, this old dragon has a burst of temperament, like he is reckless, the old man happens to have a good pot of tea here, so he should pay for Xiaoyou, and I hope Xiaoyou doesn't mind." ”

The tea slowly fell, and a refreshing fragrance wafted out, just taking a breath of the tea fragrance wafting in the air, Meng Lu actually felt a warm feeling that went straight to his limbs.

And with this warm feeling, Meng Lu actually faintly felt that his Yuan Shen was actually so strong that he couldn't help but be shocked.

Journey to the West, mana, primordial spirit, and the three veins of the flesh, most of the monks mainly major in mana, followed by those who major in the physical body, and those who major in the primordial spirit are the least.

There are actually not many people who want to cultivate the Yuan Shen, but there are not many who can really achieve something.

There is no other reason, this thing can't be seen or touched, and it's more difficult to cultivate.

Most of the immortals, the strength of the primordial gods is spontaneously improved under the ascension of the realm, it is not very strong, at most it is not lagging behind.

Because of this, the cultivation of the primordial gods, or the spiritual objects that assist in cultivation, are much more precious than ordinary.

Meng Lu's Yuan Shen is not strong, but at least it should be comparable to the top level among the Heavenly Immortals, and now, just one sip of tea fragrance can weakly improve his Yuan Shen, the divine effect of this tea is incredible.

Meng Lu was not angry in the first place, but now that the other party has taken out such a mysterious immortal tea, there is no reason not to accept it at all.

"If the seniors don't dare to resign, the juniors will not be polite. ”

Ying Long on the side snorted coldly again, and seemed to be very dissatisfied with Meng Lu's behavior.

Meng Lu didn't care, this old dragon was just that.

Meng Lu didn't care, but the old man frowned: "Ying Long, are you still showing your stinky temper in front of the old man?"

Ying Long pouted unconvinced: "Don't dare."

"Don't dare, don't dare what you're still doing here, go out immediately, the old man will be annoyed when he looks at you!"

"Go out, get out. "Just go, Ying Long didn't hesitate.

But Meng Lu frowned at this time, he mainly came to discuss with Ying Long, Ying Long left, what else to talk about.

Thinking of this, Meng Lu originally wanted to stop Ying Long from leaving, but after thinking about it, he put up with it.

There is no other reason, since the old man in front of him, since he can suppress Ying Long, his identity must be extraordinary, and Meng Lu can think of it, Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor's camp, there is only that one.

If it is really that one, it is far more appropriate to talk to the old man than to discuss with Ying Long.

However, there is still a need to be certain before that.

"The younger generation is strong, dare to ask the senior's honorific name. ”

The old man smiled and motioned for Meng Lu to drink tea first.

Waiting for Meng Lu to eat a cup of tea, the old man slowly spoke: "The old man doesn't have a so-called honorific name, if he really wants to say it, he has a reputation before he was born." ”

Meng Lu's eyes shrank, and sure enough, it was this one!

The first general under the command of Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor, the first think tank, equivalent to the general figure of the prime minister of the dynasty, can be called the first person under the command of the Yellow Emperor!

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