Three years have passed in the blink of an eye, and everyone of the Protoss has settled in the original territory of the Feng Clan, rebuilt many houses, reopened many orchards and vegetable fields, and the days have returned to calm, and the children are growing, but everyone's hearts have not been able to let go, because the monster is still not dead, and will toss in the Nine Heavens Thunder Array from time to time.

In the past three years, Feng Xian'er and Long Wushuang took turns going out to the Great Wasteland every day to meet with Feng Ming and the soldiers guarding them, exchanging information, so that everyone could understand the situation inside in time, and also grasp the situation outside in time, so as not to happen again.

And in the past three years, under the inspiration of Long Wushuang and her own continuous efforts, Feng Xian'er finally comprehended the cosmic heavenly machine, mastered the methods and formulas for summoning cosmic elements, and her strength has reached a higher level.

But for the two of them, Long Wushuang has traces to follow, his keel into the body, and the dragon dance can help, he has touched the edge of the dragon realm countless times, but it is not so easy for Feng Xian'er to turn into a phoenix, although she is now pure phoenix blood, although Qingluan has been integrated into her body, laying a good foundation for Hua Feng, but she comprehended the time of the universe is much later than Long Wushuang, and her understanding of the universe is not as thorough as Long Wushuang, she has not found the right way to turn into a phoenix, so she can only follow Long Wushuang to exercise her willpower。

The labyrinth was lonely, and their powerful strength frightened those originally fierce beasts and birds, and for several years, no fierce beasts dared to come to this area.

At this moment, Long Wushuang sat on the top of the boulder, motionless, and once again entered the realm, in the past three years, after continuous understanding, continuous strengthening exercise, the power of his consciousness is also gradually increasing, although he does not know whether he is doing the right thing, but there is no other way, so he has to go down this road, hoping that after the power of consciousness is enhanced, he can stimulate the sleeping potential in his body, and he can grasp the ethereal power in the universe, and he can truly turn into a dragon.

I have to say that after the power of consciousness is strong, it still brings great progress, he can fly higher in that realm, see farther, I used to feel that the unreachable, ethereal power in the universe seems to be much closer, the invisible wall that blocks him seems to be constantly getting shorter, and even he can see the wall on tiptoe.

He continued to soar in that realm, as if he was in the depths of the universe, his consciousness extended infinitely, constantly expanding, as if he saw a ray of light in the dark and dreary universe, and the mysterious power of the universe seemed to beckon to him after that light.

He continued to push forward, almost reaching the limit of what he could soar, when he suddenly felt a surge of power rushing from the light, and he stretched out his hand, using his divine power, trying to reach it with all his might.

Suddenly, there was a shock on his body, his whole body shone with golden light, and an unusually dazzling light shot out of the aura behind his head, entangled the power, communicated the power, at this time his brain was clear, as if it was much larger than usual, he stood up in that realm, in fact, his body did stand up on the boulder and began the dragon dance.

The dragon's blood is boiling, the dragon's energy is spreading, intertwined with the power of the universe, and there seems to be a force in his body, with the aura behind his head pouring out continuously, grasping the power of the universe.

The power of the universe finally exerted its force on him, pulling him forward quickly, and the light in the distance became brighter and clearer, and suddenly, behind the light, a soaring dragon appeared.

He ran to it, hugged it, and as he tossed and writhed, the sound of the dragon's moans shook the sky, and the dragon's body seemed to turn into light and shadow again, covering him heavily, and he merged with it.

Everything gradually became clear, on the boulder, he who performed the dragon dance was gone, and there was only one dragon left churning in the air, Long Wushuang felt a huge shock all over his body, he woke up, he looked at his body in surprise, oh my God, the dragon was turned into a dragon, he was ecstatic, and finally turned into a dragon.

But the strength was quickly exhausted, he couldn't control the huge body, and the dragon was only a matter of moments, the light was dimmed and disappeared, the power of the universe gradually drifted away, he fell out of the dragon's body, fell on the top of the boulder, the dragon was gone, there was only him here, he was exhausted, and his brain was extremely dizzy.

He lay on the top of the boulder, thinking about everything just now, he was indeed a dragon, although it was only a short moment, but this was also a huge progress, he was overjoyed, proving that the direction of his efforts in the past few years had not been in vain, but he was still not capable enough to control the huge body of the dragon, or that the power of his will was not strong enough to shake hands with the power of the depths of the universe for a long time.

But he was already very satisfied, because he had taken the most solid step, he thought quietly, he finally understood, the mysterious power in the depths of the universe in the realm is actually the power of his own small universe, as long as he stimulates his own small universe and makes it completely explode, he can successfully turn into a dragon, master the methods and know-how, and only need to exercise repeatedly in the future, it must be improving day by day.

It's time for the two to take turns on duty again, Feng Xian'er rushed in from the big wasteland, flew up the boulder, looked at him lying on the top, and was a little surprised, he didn't meditate or practice hard when he came in before, why was he lazy today?

She squatted beside him and looked at him, he suddenly grinned, laughed very happily, laughed so much that Feng Xian'er was confused, she looked everywhere on herself, and touched her face again: "What are you laughing at, is my face dirty?"

Long Wushuang sat up, and suddenly hugged her in excitement: "Good news for you, I can finally turn into a dragon, I can turn into a dragon." ”

Feng Xian'er was extremely surprised and very excited: "It's really good." ”

Long Wushuang stood up, he had never been so excited in the past few years: "I'll try to show you once." ”

He closed his eyes, quickly entered the realm, and began the dragon dance, causing the dragon's blood to boil rapidly, the dragon's qi to quickly condense, and his consciousness to soar rapidly, placing himself in the cosmic firmament.

Feng Xian'er has quietly floated away, standing on the top of another boulder looking at him, her heart is excited, is joyful, he can turn into a dragon, this is a huge progress, but there are also regrets in his heart, he has succeeded in turning into a dragon, and he has not yet been able to touch the doorway.

Long Wushuang danced the dragon dance, it was almost impossible to see clearly, only a cloud of light and shadow was left beating on the top of the boulder, but the light and shadow were already heavily implied with the power of the dragon, the dragon qi leaked out, and the power was infinite, as if it was about to travel through the universe.

He danced for an hour, and the dragon's blood and dragon qi burst out with powerful power, pulling his consciousness to soar into the vast universe again, flying farther and farther, to grasp that glimmer of light, to grasp that huge power.

Feng Xian'er watched him dance for a long time, and couldn't help but be happy and worried, can he succeed in turning into a dragon again, if he can't, don't be reluctant, come back after resting, so as not to eat himself. There is also often the word backlash in martial arts, that is, the ability is not up to or the state is not suitable, but you reluctantly want to break through to a certain height, but you often fall short and are hit hard by the backlash.

But her eyes lit up immediately, and the light and shadow suddenly shone with golden light, and in the dazzling and dazzling, a huge dragon was born, soaring into the sky, soaring into the sky, with incomparably strong strength, looking up to the sky and chanting, as if to devour the galaxy.

She was shocked, shocked by the power of the dragon, her divine power was high enough, but at this time, the power of the dragon that was in the sky burst out was beyond her reach, but at the same time she also felt fear, is that Wushuang, the appearance of him becoming a dragon is too scary, the body is a hundred feet long, the huge eyes are round, the dragon scales are all over the body, the dragon whiskers are flying, and the momentum is violent, she suddenly has a feeling of wanting to cry, I would rather he not turn into a dragon, or the appearance of a person is cute, and I can't accept the appearance of him turning into a dragon in my heart.

But the transformation of the dragon was only a matter of a moment, Long Wushuang couldn't hold on, he couldn't support the huge body and the power of the powerful divine dragon, he fell from the transformation of the dragon realm, returned to his original state, fell on the boulder, and was tired and paralyzed.

Feng Xian'er hurriedly flew over, looked at him who was tired and paralyzed, squatted beside him and held his hand: "How is it, are you very tired?"

Long Wushuang gasped: "I'm too tired, don't worry, keep persevering, it will be easier and easier in the future." ”

Feng Xian'er nodded, took out the fruit and handed it to him: "Eat something to replenish your strength." ”

Long Wushuang took the fruit and took a bite: "Xian'er, I can turn into a dragon, it means that our method is correct, you have to persevere, it is necessary to exercise your willpower, and when your mind is strong enough, maybe you will succeed." ”

Feng Xian'er nodded: "Okay, it's just that I saw that before you turned into a dragon, you wanted a dragon dance, which means that the dragon dance is very important for turning into a dragon, do I need a phoenix dance if I want to turn into a phoenix, but the gods didn't teach me the phoenix dance." ”

Long Wushuang: "The dragon dance did play a helping role, but it doesn't necessarily have to be, Xian'er, the research results of the Kyushu Divine Realm Academy that the god said may still be buried in the deep sea, since I have successfully turned into a dragon, I can go to the sea, I must find it, maybe I have to rely on it to completely destroy this monster outside the sky." ”

Feng Xian'er: "You can only turn into a dragon for a moment now, and you can't go to the sea, so let's practice again." ”

Long Wushuang nodded, turned his head to look at the formation, and looked at the motionless body of the Demon Ancestor in the array, in fact, it could not be said that the Demon Ancestor was anymore, it was the monster that controlled the Demon Ancestor's body, and in the past three years, he came back for the first time to observe it seriously.

Although it is almost motionless now, but in the dark, he thinks that it is not dead, when it first fell into the formation, it often used the magic power of the Demon Ancestor to resist the bombardment of thunder and lightning in the formation, but in the past year, the blue light that protected the body has disappeared, and he didn't care too much about it before, but when he thinks about it today, it doesn't seem to be right.

If it had died and lost its resistance power, then the body left by the Demon Ancestor would have turned to ashes under the constant bombardment of thunder and lightning all day long, but the body was not rotten, it was still very intact.

If it's not dead, then why doesn't it use magic to protect itself, isn't it afraid of lightning strikes, can it use its own strength to completely resist the attacks of its own thunderstorms that are enough to destroy the world?

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that the matter was more serious than before, could it be that not only was it not extinguished by lightning, but after years of tempering, it gradually adapted to the blow of lightning, that is, thunder and lightning might be useless to it?

If it didn't die, then why didn't it move, did it deliberately pretend to be dead to lure himself and Feng Xian'er into the formation, or did it accumulate strength in adversity so that it could break out a fatal blow in the future?

He gradually became a little restless, this is too terrifying, although he can turn into a dragon, but if it is really accumulating strength, accumulating enough strength to break through the formation, can it block it?

"Xian'er", he was a little worried: "Something is wrong with this monster, it seems that it is no longer afraid of the attack of thunder and lightning, I am afraid that it is accumulating strength, we are constantly cultivating and improving, and it may also be cultivating its own ability." ”

Feng Xian'er looked at the body of the Demon Ancestor in that formation and thought about it, and also understood: "There is that possibility, if it really comes from the consciousness world, if it becomes stronger, what will it become, what kind of means will it come up with to deal with us, can we adapt to its attack?"

Long Wushuang: "Don't think about it so much first, hurry up and improve your cultivation, I will try to go to the sea as soon as possible to find the research results that were stolen by the Siren King." ”