"Don't think!" In the face of the peach blossom eyes, the white dragon took a sip directly, and the peach blossom eyes chuckled directly.

"Okay, okay, anyway, we're just idle, just wait slowly, but then again, that girl's figure and appearance are really impossible to say, the flowers that my white-clothed holy hand has walked through for so many years, I feel too pale, that girl, it's just a stunner, so can I know, her name?" Peach Blossom Eye, whose name is the white-clothed holy hand, continued to ask shamelessly.

"She called you Mom!" The white dragon said viciously.

At this moment, the bald and hunched old man ignored the words of the flower thief, but turned his head to look at the three people standing outside the prohibition.

One is carrying a halberd with cold light, the other is elegant, they all look like middle-aged people, they can't see clearly, and there is a young man in the middle, and the ridiculous thing is only the cultivation of the second-step Great Sage Realm.

It seems that they should have just arrived, no wonder they sensed that a new person was coming before, but this time, they came to provoke Longshan in the Dragon Domain, which is amazing.

Forget about that little brat, these two should be able to join forces and break this ban together, when the time comes, the girl will belong to the pervert, the dragon blood will belong to the Yaqi Snake, dragon meat and dragon balls, you can leave it to me, and the rest, you can share it, don't want the dragon bones and dragon tendons.

It's a pity that there are more than 1,000 people living in the Dragon Domain today, but no one has joined forces with them to attack Longshan, supporting the bold and starving to death.

"Two, if you join forces, there is not only this white dragon on this Dragon Mountain, but there are other treasures," the blind old man spoke in a tone like a duck choked by the throat, inviting the pheasant and Mo Fanchen.

The white dragon suddenly retreated again and again, and his whole body was on guard, and now, there was a big trouble.

"It seems that after so many years, after all, some people can't help but don't abide by the rules of the owner here, too, how many good birds can come here," the pheasant shook his head and smiled bitterly.

"Why don't we help them recall?" The Eight Desolation Halberd in Mo Fanchen's hand appeared in the palm of his hand, yes, how many years have passed, probably many people have forgotten the name of the Eight Desolation God of War.

Su Yan, who was frowning at this moment, suddenly realized, turned around suddenly, and looked at the white dragon: "I remember, you are, you are the guardian of the eighth ancient path - Ao Yue!" Su Yan screamed excitedly.

No wonder why it is so familiar, it turns out that he has seen it, when he and Xiong Da and them rushed to Qingfeng Mountain with the ancient road parchment roll, they found that Erbai was gone, and everyone's memories of Erbai were also clear and clean.

The owner of the bear is an immortal, understands the immortal, and senses that there is a fairy breath here, and at that time he was puzzled, why didn't he see the iron chain down to kill the immortal,

And he and the others, using the ancient road to open the ancient road, is the appearance of this white dragon, but like a puppet, the minimum requirement is to need the level of immortals, and directly rejected the four of them, no way, returned to the earth, and embarked on the journey of the wind from another ancient road.

"Huh?" When the white dragon was in a state of confusion and didn't know how to save himself and protect that person next, he suddenly heard the Terran man call out his name unexpectedly, how could it be.

When he looked at Su Yan carefully again at this moment, he really felt a little familiar, like, when had he seen it? Wait, he is, he is......

At this moment, the pheasant also heard Su Yan's words, immediately laughed, glanced at the shocked Ao Yue, and said, "Don't you want to know who I am, then you can see it!" After the pheasant finished speaking, he directly turned into his body, a huge black dragon that did not speak, and all the cultivation that belonged to the immortal king was released.

Rise~~

The roar of the dragon spread throughout the Dragon Domain, and it seemed to announce to everyone that the master of this place was back!

At this moment, the pheasant, because of the relationship between the ancestral dragon's scales, not only did all the injuries heal, but also became stronger than usual.

Mo Fanchen held his Eight Desolation Halberd with one hand, and a monstrous battle intent burst out from his body, and the battle halberd buzzed, as if countless souls who had died under the Eight Desolation War Halberd were screaming.

As the dragon's roar sounded, in the dragon domain, some old people who were meditating with their eyes closed changed slightly.

"It turns out that he is back!"

Under the Dragon Mountain, the three people who didn't take it seriously at first, after feeling the breath of the two immortal kings, their faces were shocked, especially the hunchbacked old man, who seemed to have thought of something, trembling violently, and trembling his lips: "You, you, you are the former master of the Dragon Domain, Pheasant, I know this halberd, the Eight Desolation Halberd, then, you are the God of War of the Eight Desolations, misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding." ”

"Pheasant? Old poison, you, you're not kidding. The bald man's pupils constricted when he heard the name at this moment.

And the white-clothed holy hand who was originally shaking the folding fan, the fan in his hand shook when he heard the four words of the Eight Desolations God of War, and the fan fell directly to the ground.

Some things will not be forgotten because of the passage of time, but will remind people more of the horrors of that era.

The God of War of the Eight Desolations, Mo Fanchen, is one of them, he is the most terrifying existence in the Jiuli True Realm, the real Buddha kills the Buddha, and the god kills the god.

At that time, he was just a Heavenly Immortal cultivator, and he had seen it from afar, and his unrivaled demeanor at that time still stayed in his mind.

Isn't it that he was killed by several immortal kings thousands of years ago, how can he still be alive, this war halberd is exactly the same as it was back then, but it doesn't look like a person anymore, but there is a voice in his heart that keeps telling him, that's right, it's him, the god of war, is back!

In the forbidden area behind him, after seeing the pheasant transforming, in his mental memory, the portrait of the ancestor of the dragon clan slowly merged with the scene in front of him little by little, and finally the tears suddenly remained, and the body moved, gradually turning into a white dress, with layers of scales on his forehead, and a young man with a pair of dragon horns.

That's right, it was Ao Yue, the guardian of the eighth ancient path in the world, but at this moment, there were wounds everywhere on his body, and his breath was sluggish, but when he looked at the huge black dragon in front of him, he directly knelt down with joy and tears.

"This king gives you ten breaths of time to escape!" The pheasant didn't pay attention to Ao Yue, but looked at the three of them and said coldly.

"Predecessors, seniors, we were wrong, we were really wrong......"

"One, two......"

The three of them fled towards the starry sky at the fastest speed in their lives in an instant, and the entire Dragon Domain became quiet because of this sudden change.

“…… Eight, nine, ten! After the pheasant finished counting, he laughed wildly and galloped away like a black lightning bolt.

Mo Fanchen twisted his neck, a bloodthirsty look appeared on his face, and more of a crazy killing intent, and as soon as his feet moved, he disappeared.

These three people are probably finished!

Su Yan turned around, looked at Ao Yue, who was kneeling facing him, and moved his body to the side: "That, hello!" ”

At this moment, a blue figure on the top of the mountain flew down like a fluttering butterfly, with an anxious face.

"Brother Long, are you okay, are the bad guys here again?"

Su Yan's face, which was originally greeting, suddenly stiffened, and the beautiful figure also saw Su Yan at this moment, and he was also stunned.

"Linglong!"

"Uncle Junior!"