It took the town half an hour to finally enter the depths of the ghost battlefield.

Along the way, he encounters many mindless warriors, as well as some monsters and beasts.

However, the strength of these warriors and monsters is not very strong, and with his current strength, it is easy to kill them all.

Xiao Cheng didn't think too much about it. He continued to the place marked by animal skins.

"Roar!"

The town had taken a few steps, and there was a fierce beast roar in front of it.

The roar of the beast is terrifying. When it comes out, there is a ferocious killing machine between heaven and earth. Rao is Xiaocheng. He felt cold and excited all over his body.

Bang!

Then, the earth shook violently suddenly, as if there had been an earthquake.

"What's wrong?"

Xiao Cheng looked back, his eyebrows furrowed slightly.

The roar of an animal has such terrifying power.

The owner who created the beast's roar must have been a mighty monster.

"Is it necessary to take a detour?"

The town was a little frustrated.

It wasn't easy for him to get here, and the records on animal skins weren't far away.

But I met such a terrible monster.

If we take a detour at this time, it will take a lot of time, and he doesn't have a map of the other routes in his hand, so we don't know how much time it will take.

"Come on, let's go check it out first. If there's no way forward, it's not too late to take a detour!"

Soon, Xiaocheng made a decision.

So, step by step, step by step, carefully approach the place where the beast roars.

As we approached, Xiao Cheng hid in a hidden stone wall, carefully watching the situation not far away.

"Is this a legendary dragon?"

When he saw a huge number a few kilometers away, Xiao Cheng suddenly took a cool breath.

The huge body, several thousand meters long, stretched between heaven and earth, like a winding mountain.

Covered in light blue scales and with two protrusions on its head and forehead, it is a legendary dragon.

The dragon is a terrifying monster in the wasteland. It is said to contain the blood of a real dragon. After the awakening of the descendants, the dragon can become a vibrating dragon, arrogant to the barren land.

The true dragon is the true dragon, one of the most powerful dragons in the barren land.

It is said that the dragons also have ancient gods who control demons and dominate an area of billions of miles.

"Lonely Mountain, you've crossed the border!"

At this time, Jiaolong's lips moved slightly, and a solemn voice appeared.

Xiao Cheng was surprised when he heard this abrupt remark.

It wasn't Jiao Longkou who shocked him.

After all, Jiaolong's body contains traces of real dragon's blood. Although this bloodstain is extremely rare, it is also terrifying. It's not surprising that Jiao Long can say what people say.

To the surprise of the small town, who is the lonely mountain that the terrible Jiaolong is talking about?

Who would dare to provoke this terror?

Kojo's eyes swept slightly, and then he saw it.

In front of the dragon, there is a palm-sized piece of black wood.

At the same time, Jiaolong looked at Kuroki vigilantly, as if he was scared.

This made Xiaocheng more and more surprised.

Is there terror in this wood?

"Haha......"

Xiao Cheng was thinking about it, and suddenly burst into laughter.

Then, in the dark wooden house, a black mist floated out and condensed into an old man in black armor, in the open space in front of him.

The old man had a terrifying aura that was no weaker than the dragon.

It is also a supreme being.

The great war of the old man seems to have existed for tens of thousands of years. It is as terrible as the reincarnation of the god of war.

"Little Jiaolong, although there is a soul nourishing wood on this seat, after a long time, even with the help of the soul nourishing wood, my soul is becoming weaker and weaker, so this seat wants to borrow your true dragon blood to repair the soul, what do you think?"

He said the man in black had his hands behind his back.

He looks proud, with an air of nobility, as if he was born with it, and people dare not resist!

"This is actually an ancient war soul from ancient times to the present day?"

When Xiao Cheng saw the person in the black mist, his heart beat violently.

In ancient times, wars were fierce, countless strong men participated in the war, and countless strong men fell.

The people in the black fog now should be the old strongmen who participated in the first beautiful battle.

In that war, his body was supposed to be destroyed, leaving only traces of his soul.

In this way, we can survive through the Soul Nourishing Tree until now.

Thinking of the Mind Tree, Xiaocheng's eyes can't suppress the fanatical appearance.

Legend has it that there are three sacred trees between heaven and earth.

These three sacred trees existed before everything was chaotic.

Each plant is unique and is one of the most powerful treasures in the world.

The Tree of Souls is one of the three sacred trees, and the Tree of Souls is above the block.

Although the Black Mist had deposited that piece, it was only the size of a palm, and it was very fragmentary.

But in the barren Great Alu, it is the most precious.

But Xiao Cheng soon became overwhelmed.

Whether it was the dragon or the soul of the Black Mist War, each one was enough to shatter the existence of all the powerhouses in the remnant world, not what the small city could deal with now.

Growl...

The dragon roared angrily, and then stared at the black mist of the soul with large, cold eyes. A deep voice came out: "Gushan, do you think you were still a strong person in ancient times?" "You are just a despicable villain, a despicable villain on the soul tree!"

"Dare to salivate the truth in your body.

"Little Jiaolong, although this seat is no longer what it used to be, it is enough to deal with your younger generation!"

Jiao Long's words obviously angered the soul of the Black Mist War.

There was a loud bang in his mouth.

Immediately, the soul of the Black Mist Battle walked out and flew towards the dragon.

It was a fierce battle with Jiao Long.

When Xiao Cheng saw it, he was taken aback.

The dragon does not know how many years it lived. It was built strong enough to shatter the existence of the remnants of the world's top martial artists.

Jiaolong has the blood of a dragon on its body, so its physical strength is countless times stronger than that of monsters of the same level.

But how could the soul of the black mist dare to kill the dragon with his bare hands?

This shocked Xiaocheng.

Bang!

The next moment, the soul of the black mist and the dragon fought together.

When the war spirit in the black mist approached the dragon, it was shattered by a violent punch.

On the tail of the dragon, which was hundreds of meters long, the tail of the dragon was repulsed, and even the body of the dragon flew out.

Then, with a sharp swing of his right hand, he held a real black spear in his hand.

The soul of the black mist flew out and caught up with the flying dragon and flew upside down.

Then, his foot lightly touched the ground, and the whole person jumped into the air, and the black spear in his hand was violently thrown out by him.

Hey!

Like a meteor slicing through the void, it carries terrifying powers that seem to destroy everything and kill the dragon violently.

"Gushan, you are looking for death! even if this ancestor is in danger of destroying the blood of the true dragon in his body, he will definitely kill you!"

Jiao Long was hit by the soul of the black mist and roared angrily.

Then, on Jiaolong's eyebrows, a pale golden blood stain suddenly appeared.

The drop of blood was thin and blurry. It's hard to see if you don't look closely.

But at the moment of golden blood, a huge pressure came out.

Behind Jiaolong, a terrifying figure of 10,000 feet loomed.

This figure, the sky above his head, the footsteps on the earth, is covered with golden scales, and his eyes are like two huge blood lamps, exuding the majesty of the Beastmaster.

"Is this the real dragon of the legend?"

When he saw the shadow, the town was shocked.

He was thousands of kilometers away from the dragon, fighting with the soul of the Black Mist Battle, but as long as he looked at the shadow of the real dragon, he felt that a terrible prestige had fallen on him. At this time, he seemed to be carrying a huge ancient god mountain on his back, and seemed to be unable to bear it, and knelt on the ground.