He has not been cultivating for a long time, and his heart is too benevolent.

Yang Chen left with his sword on his back, sighing, and walking very fast.

Nie Hongyue put on his coat, a gust of wind blew, and the clothes were close to the body, and suddenly outlined a perfect body, full of temptation.

She was barefoot, and her jade feet stepped on the gravel, and she didn't feel like a sting, so she quietly watched Yang Chen disappear into the night, and the corners of her mouth rose slightly.

A girl's heart is the most complicated, men don't understand, parents don't understand, and even they themselves don't understand it very well.

After returning home, Yang Chen took off the long sword and lay on the bed to think about the next trip.

Before he died, Bai Yiqing had explained that he must kill the dragon to avenge his tenth senior brother, and this is also a kind of experience, only by constantly fighting can the monk improve his strength the fastest and dominate the world.

"If you think about it carefully, it seems that it will be very hard in the future. Yang Chen looked at the ceiling and whispered.

The dragon under the Dragon King Temple, there is no doubt that its strength must be particularly strong, Xu Mozhi was seriously injured and dying at the beginning, but he only barely suppressed it, and he did not have the ability to kill it.

Yang Chen heard Bai Yiqing and Yao Yishui say that Xu Mozhi's qualifications are not bad, and he can even be said to be very strong, and his cultivation realm before his death is two times higher than that of the Ming Blood Realm, and he has the supreme magical power of the master, but he still has no rival to that Jiao.

"My current strength is only in the middle of the Ming Blood Realm at most, if you add the Golden Winged Dragon Python Divine Power and the Big Dipper Seven Star Sword, I can barely cross the level to hard-shake the monks of the God Realm, but it is only reluctantly, it is difficult to kill. Yang Chen frowned and pondered: "The cultivation methods of our vein are very powerful, and basically several senior brothers have mastered a terrifying mastery, so the tenth senior brother must be the same as me, and he also has the ability to fight beyond the ranks, but just like that, he is still defeated, so it can be seen that that Jiaolong is at least a demon at the peak of the Guiyuan Realm!"

Thinking of this, he suddenly had a big head: "I still have to improve my strength as soon as possible." ”

Yang Chen knew very well that his future path must be very difficult, because he was burdened with an ancient grudge, and this grievance also involved the level of gods.

For the current Yang Cheni, the god is the universe that he is standing on the ground, no matter how he jumps, he can't touch it, and the other party can crush him to death by dusting off a speck of dust, thinking that the enemy in the future will be a powerhouse of this level, he can't help but be a little nervous.

The next day, Yang Chen and his parents proposed that he was going to leave for a period of time, he couldn't stay at home all the time, and only by going out and constantly practicing could he improve his strength the fastest.

Although the parents were reluctant to him, they didn't say much, because they knew that their son was no longer an ordinary person, and the road would definitely be colorful, and if they imposed it, it would be bad for their son.

Two days later, Yang Chen said goodbye to his parents in tears, walked out of the house with his sword on his back, he planned to go directly to Luohe City, one is to see Zheng Guohua and Zheng Tingting's father and daughter, and the other is that there are some clues about Jiaolong.

"It's been a year and a half, and I don't know if Uncle Zheng's illness has healed. Walking on the road, Yang Chen whispered: "Global Reiki recovery should also be beneficial to cancer patients, right?"

He wasn't sure, but he hoped it would be so, after all, Zheng Guohua's condition was already very unoptimistic more than a year ago.

"Boom!"

A flash of thunder flashed, and there was an explosion between heaven and earth.

At night, the rain was pouring down, and Yang Chen used his spiritual power to form a barrier to block the rain, shuttling alone in the mountains and forests, a little lonely.

Because he was not in a hurry, he specially did not take the main road or take the car, and prepared to go to Luohe City on foot, which was a kind of practice.

The rain was heavy and the mountain roads were muddy and difficult to walk.

The wind was howling, all the trees were shaking, the leaves were flying, and between the lightning and thunder, a trace of a strange aura quietly appeared.

It looks like light hair, coming out of some dark corner, fluttering in the mountains, and it is difficult to be noticed.

Yang Chen stood under a big tree, surrounded by golden spiritual power, flickering with a faint light, barely able to illuminate everything around him.

He frowned, feeling that this rain was too demonic, and the power was so great that it was no different from a typhoon.

Not far away, several trees were uprooted by the wind's big hands and then thrown aside with a loud noise.

His face did not change, he looked at his surroundings, his eyes were like two magic lamps, whether it was fallen leaves or earthworms crawling on the ground, none of them could escape his eyes.

The raindrops were the size of soybeans and crackled on his spiritual barrier.

The surrounding scenery became blurred in the rain curtain, but the strange aura grew stronger and stronger, slowly condensing into a black sky above the mountain forest.

At this time, it is not unusual for the sky to be full of black.

However, the black was a little different, it resembled a human face, its pupils were dotted with two tiny runes, the wind was its roar, and the thunder was its roar.

And the sound of rain ......

Yang Chen raised his head, the black robe was agitating in the wind, his eyes were full of golden light, compared to the previous hidden moves, he directly pulled out his long sword this time, and said to himself: "The sound of rain is like someone crying." ”

The tree next to him, quietly, suddenly cracked several cracks, and black hair with a faint stench poured out of it, like a puddle of flowing water, slowly approaching the soles of Yang Chen's feet.

He didn't seem to notice, he kept looking at the darkness in the sky, hundreds of meters of lightning tore through the night sky, and the light of a moment was refracted on his sword, reflecting the movements of those black hairs.

The corners of Yang Chen's mouth flashed with a sneer, and he turned around sharply, smashing the ancient tree more than ten meters high with one punch, and one of the bones was exposed, falling to the ground, and turning into dust as soon as the wind blew.

Obviously, this skeleton has been around for a long time, and it has long since decayed, and it will shatter without force, just a light touch.

Yang Chen's face was full of shock, he found an iron sword at the root of the big tree that exploded, unlike that skeleton, this sword was still very sharp, and it looked extremely extraordinary.

There was a jade pendant hanging from the hilt of the sword, Yang Chen knew that it was a treasure as soon as he took it, and with the light of lightning, he could clearly see that there were three words on the jade pendant.

"Falling Dragon Cliff!"

Yang Chen was shocked, after he pronounced these three words, a slight dragon groan sounded in his ears, and a large number of runes suddenly appeared in the void, piecing together a pattern of formations, and the vast aura suddenly spread.

The pitch-black mountain forest, illuminated by strong light, was huge, almost blocking the entire mountain, and it was on par with the black in the sky, projecting a large number of images.

An ancient palace, standing on the cliff of Qianzhang Mountain, there are many fairy birds and beasts walking around, the glow falls, and the ocean of aura flows below it.

Yang Chen was shocked when he saw it, the cliff was actually shaped like a big dragon, covered with jade and jade trees, dense, like dragon scales, and at the top were two heavenly pillars, towering into the sea, with many chains hanging on it, like dragon horns.

The palace sits in the middle of two pillars, and thousands of people sit in front of it, all of them monks, and they are extremely powerful.

Directly in front of this group of people, a man in white was as rich as jade, full of great avenue charm in his gestures, he was preaching, cultivating to a high level, causing the heavens to roar and rain down infinite rays.

Yang Chen was dumbfounded, feeling that the picture in front of him was simply a fairyland, but soon, he was terrified, the sky above the mountain cracked, and a large amount of black gas gushed out, flooding everything.

In an instant, the palace was shattered, the cliff collapsed, and the screams were like waves of waves, and finally the whole world was rendered by black air.

"What are those black gases!?" Yang Chen said in horror.

This jade pendant seems to be a magic weapon similar to a camera, but unfortunately it is a bit old, many of the pictures are very blurry, he only saw the final result, and he didn't know what happened halfway.

At this time, the large array shattered, and the jade pendant also turned into light rain and disappeared completely.

Yang Chen's heart stirred, he couldn't believe what he saw, he was sure that those people definitely did not belong to any time period in the five thousand years of China.

Because, the fluctuation exuded by the man in white was too strong, and it was not much better than that of the third senior brother, Bai Yiqing.

Yao Yishui once said to Yang Chen that the environment of the earth for five thousand years is not very suitable for cultivation, unless it is really talented and full of opportunities to become a god, otherwise you can only be like her, slowly old and die.

The palace itself was located in a sea of aura, and it was obviously not an environment that was 5,000 years old, and that alone was enough to prove that those people were far more than 5,000 years old.

Of course, there is another possibility, and that is that these people are not native monks of the earth!