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Long Hao has no interest in Jiuzhi Mountain and the treasures of Tianmen Longmen now, and his interest is all on those ten mountain-like strong men. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Strange to say, these ten strong men still had a certain different aura on them when they first appeared, but since they stood in front of the tall metal armor, they had become completely ordinary people.

The ordinary people here are ordinary people who don't look like ordinary people at all.

But Long Hao's heart didn't dare to underestimate them at all.

Because of these ten strong men called Kui Long, their breath is restrained, and it is a clever means of controlling their breath to the point that a Ha person has heard of it.

For example, Zhang Lao and Sun Decheng are estimated to be more clever than them in controlling their breath, but their feeling of being one of ten people gave Long Hao more shock.

The reason why a master gives people a different feeling is because of qi.

The so-called aura, breath, that's what it's all about.

An ordinary person, when you see an ordinary person around you, you will feel cordial, that is because you are familiar with each other's atmosphere, when you meet a stranger, you will feel a little out of place, but when you see an official, even if it is just a mayor, it is naturally unnatural, just show some humility or self-humility in front of him.

All kinds of performances are because you are not self-sufficient, to put it bluntly, you lack aura.

These ten people made Long Hao feel no different from ordinary people, but Long Hao realized that if he stared at one of them for more than ten seconds, then it would be completely different.

The person just stood there casually, like a pillar in this carriage, like a cold part of the car, but there was an unbreakable feeling, as if they were a mountain, the feeling of an ordinary person facing a mountain, and that's it.

These Kui Dragons give Long Hao this unattainable feeling, so what will ordinary people feel like in front of them?

Long Hao even has a terrible intuition, these masters can even be regarded as the most powerful masters he has ever seen, masters like Zhang Lao and Sun Decheng are naturally not among them, but they are so powerful that they are different from those two people.

These two people are definitely the kind of masters who can casually turn over the river and the sea and set off an endless storm.

Situ Wanyu is not wrong, he may not be an opponent in front of them.

How is such a master cultivated? Even Beigong Guliu and Long Shan were shocked, it can be seen that the origin of these dragons is really mysterious and powerful.

Fierce Dragon Guard, Kui Long, Kui Long Mecha, these things came out one by one, revealing the true essence of Tianmen and Dragon Gate little by little, Long Hao even felt that the so-called Tianmen Rebellion back then was simply too childish.

Maybe it's all a trick to confuse people's eyes.

Perhaps, the true strength of Tianmen has not been shown at all.

After having this thought, Long Hao's heart suddenly became extremely hot.

According to Long Hao's feelings, the technology of this tram, looking at the world, even if it is the most bullish subway today, will not have such smoothness and comfort acceleration, obviously, this is from another aspect, confirming something.

In fact, Long Hao was ready to feel the shock of Zhang Lao, but as soon as he arrived at this Jiuzhi Mountain, his shock was already very strong.

Not to mention anything else, this Jiuzhi Mountain, this Kui Dragon, is enough to make him frightened.

The silent tram stopped slowly, and I don't know how far it has traveled from the entrance of Jiuzhi Mountain to the belly of the mountain, but if it is an ordinary person who wants to measure this distance with his footsteps, I am afraid that few people have the courage to go deep into such a mountain.

The tram stopped slowly, the door opened silently, Zhang Laowei's closed eyes slowly opened up, but he didn't get off, but the ten dragons got off the car in unison, still standing on both sides of the door like ordinary guards.

What appeared in front of Long Hao's eyes was a large underground space, bare and nothing, surrounded by walls, and there were no other people, only the ten Kui Dragons.

Situ Wanyu got out of the car, and then Beigong Guliu, Long Shan, and Dong Guo Ying all walked down in turn, and Long Hao finally got out of the car.

The tram returned silently, leaving only a dozen or so people standing in the underground space without speaking.

A very strange feeling appeared in Long Hao's heart, he felt that the underground space of this Jiuzhi Mountain seemed to be a little painful for a long time.

Just when Long Hao was a little dazed, the mountain wall in front of him suddenly changed, slowly, a portal, just like that silently appeared in front of him, just when he was surprised, a black shadow appeared behind the door, the black shadow walked lightly from the back of the mountain gate, it seemed that everyone had a natural feeling in their hearts, it seemed that the existence of this person, appeared, and even he walked towards them, it was all taken for granted, it was not an accident, it was like an extremely ordinary, extremely simple, Extremely casual thing.

It's like when you come home and the first thing you do is take off your shoes, it's like when you wake up and the first thing you do is open your eyes.

It seems that if this person does not exist, it should not be the same.

Long Hao walked last, he stretched out his head from behind Beigong Gu Liu, but this time he looked at it, he couldn't take his eyes off it anymore.

How to describe this person?

A man who looks like he's about thirty years old, but he's like he's fifty years old, but he's like he's a hundred years old.

That's right, it's a person.

can only be described by people, he is just one - a person.

This person, without any characteristics, is a person, directly giving Long Hao a feeling, he seems to be integrated with this heaven and earth, this space, and even this time, there is nothing else, just a simple person.

It was a weird feeling.

That feeling was not only Long Hao, but even everyone felt a kind of weirdness.

What is this feeling called?

That's right!!

It's a natural fit!

This is a person who is made by nature, a person who is perfect, completely and thoroughly.

A great fear suddenly appeared in Long Hao's heart.

The fear was like that of an atheist, and suddenly a god appeared in front of his eyes, completely shattering his life's views.

What is it?

It's also a momentum.

A momentum that can change a person's most intuitive gaze and even affect a person's thoughts.

This kind of momentum is completely something that Long Hao can't understand.

And even more frightening is yet to come.

Because of Zhang Lao, Long Hao and everyone who is familiar with Longmen and even the first person in Tianmen, the first person who deserves to be the first, actually directly respectful, as if he saw a god, knelt down in front of that person.

Zhang Lao looked like he was old, and he looked like half of his feet were buried in the coffin, but he knelt down in front of that person, and actually shouted such a sentence out of his mouth.

"Ancestor, I brought them here."

Everyone, except for Kui Long and Situ Wanyu, who knelt on the ground with Zhang Lao, Beigong Guliu, Long Shan, Dong Guoying, and Long Hao, became fools at the same time.

Ancestor?

Ancestor?

Oh, my God!

Long Hao completely became a fool, he looked at the figure with a blank look, the person who didn't seem to have any characteristics, and he didn't have any thoughts anymore.

Ancestors!!

Zhang Lao is his great-ancestor, at least one hundred and twenty years old, at the age of ordinary people, it is considered to be the top three old monsters on the global longevity list, but Zhang Lao still has to kneel on the ground, facing a person who can't seem to see his age, calling him an ancestor!!

What a shock is this?

What kind of awesome is this?

What is his existence?

Monster?

Longevity?

Or a mutant?

Such a strange situation frightened Long Hao's legs for a while.

The man looked at Zhang Lao and suddenly smiled, that kind of smile was almost with an indescribable feeling in it, like a ray of sunshine on the ice and snow plateau, although it was only a trace, but it directly resolved the coldness.

Like spring flowers, like the revival of the earth, there is a warm feeling in everyone's hearts.

So, everyone laughed, and Long Hao laughed too.

Everyone couldn't help it, and directly knelt on the ground, but Long Hao was like a fool, with a smile on the corner of his stupid mouth, and even a trace of saliva flowed from the corner of his mouth, he looked at that person like that, as if he saw his dearest and beloved relatives in this world, as if he had forgotten everything.

The man slowly took two steps forward, and then looked at Long Hao and coughed lightly. His smile disappeared suddenly, and Long Hao suddenly felt that he had entered the ice and snow from Yangchun March, and that kind of coldness suddenly turned him into a popsicle.

"My surname is Yuan!"

The man looked at Long Hao with soft eyes, and said softly: "You should also be surnamed Yuan, you are my descendant!" ”

Long Hao looked at that person with a dull gaze, and a great fear suddenly appeared in his heart, that kind of fear, even made him imagine all the most absurd things in the world, but he didn't dare to think about it in that direction.

Seeing Long Hao's expression. The man sighed softly, "You really inspired you...... Abilities in the bloodline? ”

Long Hao still had nothing to say, and the man sighed lightly again, as if talking to himself: "Christina, hehe, my ...... Wife! You can finally ...... Dumbfounded! ”

Long Hao's knees suddenly weakened, and he knelt down deeply in front of that person.

He is......!

Oh, my God!

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