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Chapter 662: Ancient Dragon Scales

Three days later, Ye Qingyun and Duan Xuan would go to participate in the battle of the imperial family.

For this battle, there are two things that Ye Qingyun wants to get the most.

One is the Ancient Secret Record, which records some things in ancient times, and the other is the small ancient meteorite.

The ancient space is still very tempting to Ye Qingyun.

There's a lot of stuff in that ancient space.

In the room, Ye Qingyun opened his eyes slightly, feeling that the feelings of the dragon soul were trembling slightly, and immediately, his right hand was slightly shaken, and a strong will of heaven and earth was formed.

Ahead, a strong white light appeared, countless lights surged, and the space in the house was tight.

Ye Qingyun took a step forward, and his figure disappeared.

In a moment, he appeared in the void.

"Hell God of War!"

Below, someone looked at him and couldn't help but shout.

"You don't have to call me that, just call me Qingyun. "He returned to the Dragon Soul Affection, where all the will of heaven and earth was controlled by him.

Here, he is like an emperor, mastering all beings.

"Then call it Lord Ye!" Tiger Batian's eyes flickered, and he said slowly, he stepped over, respectfully, after feeling the huge aura on Ye Qingyun's body, his face changed slightly, and he lost his voice: "Heavenly Netherworld Ninefold!"

After a few months, the latter's cultivation has undergone earth-shaking changes.

This talent is really unnatural.

Ye Qingyun glanced at Hu Batian, and was also slightly stunned, the latter's cultivation had already reached the sixth level of the Transformation God Realm, and there were no injuries at all.

"Tiger Batian, aren't you going out?" Ye Qingyun asked.

"Get out. Hu Batian's eyes flickered, and then he said, "Take me to solve some things, and I will always follow Lord Ye." ”

Ye Qingyun was slightly stunned, and immediately stopped persuading, since the other party insisted on doing this, he couldn't help it.

However, this Tiger Batian is very powerful, and in the latter's body, Ye Qingyun felt a huge blood force.

"Big brother!"

Below, the dwarves Gao Dong, Shang Jie, Crazy Sword, Yuntian, Qiushuang and others were also excited, they were cultivating here, and their cultivation had also been greatly improved, which was gratifying.

Ye Qingyun greeted these people one by one, and asked them if they wanted to go out, or if they would continue to stay here and cultivate.

Yun Tian and the others all felt that it was better to stay here and cultivate.

They knew that if they went out, instead of helping Ye Qingyun, they would become a burden to the latter.

Everyone knows that Ye Qingyun has offended many enemies now, and their strength is extraordinary.

For example, the Qingying sect of the Qinglong faction, and the madman of the sword path, Jian Decay, these people's strength is too strong.

They just want to cultivate well now, and when their strength becomes stronger, they will go out and fight side by side with Ye Qingyun.

Ye Qingyun also nodded at their thoughts, and then felt the call of the primeval black dragon, so he jumped up and left quickly.

Today, the primeval black dragon cultivates in a huge black mountain range.

As soon as his figure appeared in the Black Mountain Range, a dragon roar resounded through the void, and then, a wave of sand and dust was set off on the ground, and a huge body appeared in the void.

"Father-in-law. Ye Qingyun looked at the black dragon in the sky and said.

The dragon was fifteen meters long, the black scales on its body flashed and flashed, the huge dragon head seemed to be a small mountain, and his voice sounded slowly, vast and boundless, making people feel that their souls were about to run out.

The entire void shook slightly.

"My child, you're back. "Hei Gu really treats Ye Qingyun as his own child.

It's powerful and powerful.

Ye Qingyun had to sigh at the dragon clan's strong recovery ability, even if the latter was so seriously injured, he could recover after a few months.

If it were humans, it was still a question of whether they could live.

The primeval black dragon's voice was coercive, like thunder for human martial artists, but for Ye Qingyun, there was no such problem, don't forget, there was dragon blood flowing in his body.

"Father-in-law, is there anything you are looking for me?" Ye Qingyun asked.

"Qingyun, you know what? Dragons can't stay in the lower planes for long. The voice of the primeval black dragon came slowly: "If I stay for a long time, those people will come and slaughter me." So, I had to go back. ”

"The lower god realm is a low-level plane?" Ye Qingyun was slightly stunned.

"The martial arts world is vast, and this lower god realm is just a star. Even my continent is just a slightly larger star!" the Ancient Black Dragon smiled slightly, and then said, "Qingyun, you have the bloodline of an undead dragon, your potential is extraordinary, you still have a long way to go!"

"The realm of martial artists is endless. The path of martial arts is also a road that never ends. ”

It seems that the primeval black dragon is saying goodbye to him.

"Father-in-law. Ye Qingyun's eyes flickered slightly, and he felt that his father-in-law was right.

Martial arts is endless.

If you think you are invincible in the world, it is ridiculous.

There are people outside the people, and there are heavens outside the sky.

Ye Qingyun naturally understands this truth.

"I'll leave later. The ancient black dragon's eyes as big as lanterns looked at Ye Qingyun, and his voice sounded slowly: "Before leaving, I will give you a piece of the ancient dragon scales!"

"You only need to pour spiritual power into this ancient dragon scale, and it will be able to awaken my phantom, and it can make a move for you!"

"This move, no one in the entire lower god realm can stop it!"

The primeval black dragon said this with great confidence.

As soon as the words fell, the scales that flashed with black divine light slowly descended and fell into Ye Qingyun's hands.

Holding it in his hand, Ye Qingyun could clearly feel the violent energy contained in the black scales.

This ancient dragon scale is indeed quite good.

Regarding the words of the primeval black dragon, Ye Qingyun did not have any doubts.

The dragon clan is the most powerful race in the world, and the primeval dragon clan is an incredible super existence.

"Thank you, father-in-law. Ye Qingyun was not polite, and put the ancient dragon scales into the ancient ring.

Sensing that antique ring, the huge pupils of the primeval black dragon twitched slightly, and said incredulously: "Qingyun, this ...... Where did you get this ring?"

"It was given to me by a good friend of mine. Ye Qingyun said truthfully, this antique ring was given to him by Zhao Yong.

Any questions?

"This is a Ring of Death!" the Ancient Black Dragon exclaimed, his voice filled with intense fear: "This Ring of Death can actually recognize you as its master? ”

"Ye Qingyun, cherish it well, it can give you incredible power. ”