Pangong Dragon Clan, divided into five days.

The eastern sky is in charge of the Jiaolong clan, the western heaven is in charge of the dragon clan, the southern heaven is in charge of the dragon clan, and the northern heaven is in charge of the Yinglong clan. And Dazhongtian is ruled by the Candle Dragon clan.

In the Tianqi Continent, the three major imperial clans are in charge of the blue sky, the seven imperial families are in charge of the Canghai, and the human race is in charge of the land.

The three clans are clearly distinguished, each in charge of its own seal, and does not interfere with each other.

And this so-called clear distinction is quietly being broken over time.

The awakening of the desolate clan is just a prelude.

Not only the Desolate Clan, but also the Shark Clan and the Elk Clan, the Phantom Clan, one of the Sixteen Royal Clans of the Ages, also began to show their sharp minions in the Tianqi Continent.

The Tianlu map is the map that depicts the habitat of the sixteen royal families throughout the ages.

And Tianlu Tu has been taken by Jin Luan for himself.

Pan Palace, above the blue sky.

Jin Luan and Mu Ning were rushing towards the Pan Palace at this moment.

Blue sky, white clouds, and nothing else.

For the first time, Muning stepped on the cloud that could only be looked upon, and stepped on the cloud as if he were stepping on a cotton flower, soft and empty.

At this moment, Mu Ning and Jin Luan were stepping on a white cloud.

The cold breeze blew the clothes on Mu Ning and Jin Luan.

Jin Luan looked at Mu Ning beside him in surprise and asked in surprise, "Huh, this king looks at your breathing evenly, and you can withstand the pressure of the Qi flow in this blue sky with a small spirit gathering realm?"

Hearing Jin Luan's question, Mu Ning also looked at Jin Luan beside him, but when Mu Ning looked at Jin Luan, his eyes were puzzled.

There is something strange in the doubt.

"What is the Qi current pressure in the blue sky? senior, I don't know what you're talking about?"

Mu Ning's breathing did not show any slowness or shortness due to the strong pressure of the Qi flow in the upper blue sky.

Jin Luan looked at Mu Ning with a curious expression, she found that with her realm, she couldn't see through a small spirit gathering realm, which was really an unbelievable thing.

Walking in the sky is not walking on the clouds.

The road above the great blue sky is condensed by clouds, and as far as the eye can see, there is nothing but white.

Mu Ning didn't say anything all the way, and Jin Luan could also feel Mu Ning's anxiety.

"Hey, this king just mentioned it casually, I didn't expect you to be a kid, and you took it seriously, do you know how shocking your idea is. ”

"Haha, this king thinks, those old bugs, I would never have dreamed that there was a little baby in the spirit realm, dare to go to their palace to kill people. ”

The more Jin Luan thought about it, the more excited he became, and that posture was also a smile of laughter.

Mu Ning glanced at Jin Luan angrily.

Didn't she come up with this plan?

In Mu Ning's heart, there was nothing he dared not do.

If there is fear, there is no Muning today.

Continuing to walk through the clouds, when the sky had been reflected red, Mu Ning finally saw different colors in that white.

In the mist, the figure of a palace also loomed.

This looming palace is the Pangong Palace's Dazhong Heavenly Shrine.

The shrine is majestic, and there is a line with the sky!

The shrine is magnificent, the same color as the sky!

It is a palace between white and blue, and it is a palace made of white clouds and blue sky.

Ethereal and magical!

Mu Ning also showed a shocked look when he saw the magnificent palace in front of him.

What kind of palace is this, this is a palace that is completely condensed by Qi.

There is no carved fence jade, there is no courtyard jade.

Breathtaking, Mu Ning never thought that Pangong would be such a world.

The looming building seemed to be transparent.

The towering cloud gate is flowing with white Qi currents.

Occasionally, a cloud flowed by, and this cloud floated into the cloud gate, and this cloud floated into the main palace, and then this cloud floated out of the tail gate.

This whole process of cloud drifting can only be described by numbers, and it can be used to pass through the realm of no one.

Between the real and the unreal, it seems to be a space of its own.

This self-contained space seems to be inside the blue sky, and it seems to be free from the blue sky.

"It's here!"

Jin Luan stopped, looked at the majestic palace between the virtual and the real in front of him, and said.

No matter how much the palace in front of him shocked Mu Ning, it could not shake the purpose of Mu Ning's visit.

"Boy, you've thought about it, it's too late to regret it now. ”

Jin Luan put away his laughter and turned to Mu Ning seriously.

"Hmm!"

"Half an hour, this king can only buy you half an hour, within half an hour, if this king does not wait for you, then don't blame this king for saying ugly things to the front, this king will run away. ”

"Moreover, this king also wants to remind you that if you really kill that thing called something, you will not be able to escape the Eye of Pangu in the Pangong Palace. ”

"This matter, whether it is successful or not, boy, you will completely break with the Pangong Candle Dragon Clan, an irretrievable break. ”

When Jin Luan said this, his voice was also heavy.

"Hmm!"

The answer to Jin Luan was still one word, a simple "um" word.

Hearing Mu Ning's answer without thinking, Jin Luan was also slightly stunned. Sanjiu Chinese Network

"Sure enough, he is not afraid of death. ”

Jin Luan gave Mu Ning a thumbs up.

"When night falls, let it be up to the king. ”

After Jin Luan said this, he sat on the floating cloud without any image, stretched out his slender palm, and floated slightly, a few cases, and a pot of wine, and appeared in front of Jin Luan out of thin air.

"Would you like to drink two cups and give you a strong ride?"

Jin Luan raised his eyes and asked Mu Ning, who was standing there motionless.

The corners of Mu Ning's mouth twitched, this Jin Luan was really different.

However, although the corners of Mu Ning's mouth twitched, Jin Luan's hand that turned out of thin air really made Mu Ning couldn't help but be curious.

The cases and fine wine in front of him were indeed real objects, and Mu Ning had already smelled the aroma of wine.

"Come on, have two drinks with this king. ”

Jin Luan hooked his finger at Mu Ning again and said with a playful face.

Mu Ning directly chose to ignore it this time.

As the sun sets, the entire sky is rendered red.

When the red fades, night falls.

Dazhong Tenjin Shrine.

In the mist-shrouded palace, a young man was sitting in a hazy cyan.

The young man's eyes were closed, and his body trembled slightly, as if he was enduring some pain.

The pain was unbearable, unbearable, and the young man reached out and scratched at him.

"Meditation!"

A low, majestic voice sounded behind the young man.

A cyan figure loomed like an illusion behind the young man.

"Meditation, how to meditate? I've been meditating for more than a hundred years, is it useful?"

When the young man heard this muffled voice, he suddenly opened his eyes and stood up suddenly from the hazy cyan.

"After tomorrow, everything will be fine. ”

The looming cyan figure began to solidify in the illusion.

"Tomorrow, it's tomorrow again, I've been waiting for I don't know how many tomorrows, how many more tomorrows do you have to use to prevaricate me?"

The young man's voice grew louder and louder, and at the end of his speech, he almost roared.

In the face of the young man's questioning and anger, this cyan figure did not get angry.

"Lin'er, uncle won't let you have anything to do. ”

The cyan figure looked at the young man and said sincerely.

"Tomorrow when the true phoenix passes through the door, my uncle will dig out her phoenix heart, as long as you eat the phoenix heart of the true phoenix, the three yin veins that have tormented you for a hundred years will be broken because of the true fire of the phoenix heart. ”

The voice of the cyan figure fell, and the young man in the hazy cyan also showed a touch of ruthlessness.

"Dig out her phoenix heart, will she die immediately?"

"Will die!"

"What should the Immortal Mountain Clan do if they know about this?"

The young man asked, looking at the cyan figure.

"You can do what you want, a little detached clan, just a thief, and my candle dragon clan has not yet taken it into account. ”

"I'm a candle dragon and I don't care about other people's feelings. ”

When the cyan figure said this, it seemed as if he was recounting a matter that should have been right.

Whether it was his tone of voice or his words, it seemed to him that it was as it should be.

This is not a matter of course at all, but a form of domineering, a contempt.

"That's not possible, since it's my wife, then you have to give me a husband and wife gift first, and then take out her phoenix heart. ”

The gloom at the corner of the young man's mouth turned into a sharp smile.

"Yes, being able to be blessed by Lin'er is the creation of her leaving the clan. ”

This is the conversation between the two in the mist, but Mu Ning doesn't know the conversation between the two.

"Tomorrow, my uncle will accompany you to the Immortal Mountain. ”

As this deep voice fell, the cyan figure between the virtual and the real also revealed his true face.

At that time, it was a middle-aged man, a middle-aged man full of anger.

The middle-aged man had a hideous scar on his face, and this hideous scar climbed on the middle-aged man's face like a centipede.

"Uncle Tian, why don't you remove this scar from your face? With such a face, don't you think it's ugly, Uncle Tian?"

Candle Lin just glanced at the hideous scar on the middle-aged man's face, and hurriedly turned his head away.

More than a hundred years later, he still can't get used to this face.

"Remove it? Why do you want to remove it?"

Candle Tian looked at Candle Lin beside him and asked rhetorically.

When Candle Sky said this, his voice was also indescribably sharp.

"This is my humiliation and my spur, and this scar reminds me all the time, of the defeat I was in a thousand years ago. ”

Candle Sky looked into the distance, as if reminiscing about something.

Hearing Candle Tian's words, Candle Lin couldn't help but quietly sweep towards Candle Sky with his residual light.

Candle day!

The first person in the Tianqi Continent thousands of years ago!