And on the point general's platform, there is a yellow mist that sometimes condenses and sometimes dissipates, in the fog, there seems to be a figure who is ordering the general, and behind him, thousands of troops and horses are collapsing, Su Yan can even hear the sound of fighting and killing, which makes people angry and bloody, and can't help but want to rush in, and follow the general's order, go to the front line.

Su Yan's eyes began to turn red, and faintly, he saw countless broken planets, buildings, and armored corpses.

"Point-will-platform!" The old voice that had appeared many times sounded again, and Su Yan only saw that in the endless darkness, suddenly a pair of golden pupils suddenly appeared, and the body transformed by Su Yan's divine sense retreated again and again.

Panting and sweating, he looked at the black Dianjiangtai again, but there was nothing, it was very ordinary and suspended there.

"What was that?" Every time I was promoted to a major rank before, the ones I saw just now, as well as the voice of the old man, I always thought it was a hallucination, but it appeared three times in a row, which was a little unusual.

The style of those buildings is very different, and even if they are broken, you can roughly see the signs of another civilization.

Something wasn't quite right, and I seemed to be overlooking something.

Su Yan frowned, constantly thinking about the signs after he stepped into the ancient road, and finally his head was about to explode, but he still didn't understand.

Forget it, Su Yan patted his forehead, then took out the Dianjiang platform, and carefully looked at this square platform containing evil qi and blood, it is also a good thing, at least it is used to save lives.

Increases the force value by 30%, and will use it the next time you summon a hero.

Su Yan didn't appreciate it, looked at the sky, it was already dark, and he looked at it for several days, although he was full of energy, but it was still very laborious, so he went to rest, lay on the bed, thought about it, and then quickly returned to the Vulcan Gate, and recuperated for a while, and he didn't go back for a month.

The night is getting deeper, the moontop treetops, the light of the bright moon is quietly reflected, and the sea water gently ripples, like a gentle lullaby.

This semi-arc-shaped island, where only eleven supreme demon masters live, is very quiet, and through the window, you can see the large font at this moment, flowing with the sleeping Su Yan.

The sea breeze came gently with a fishy smell, the stars were shining, no one noticed, on the island of the so-called 'dragon horn' suspended in the sky on the left, a faint light instantly fell, and then coincidentally, it fell into Su Yan's room, and then disappeared into his mind.

Su Yanzheng dreamed that she was showing off to An Yingying with the cultivation of the Great Sage Realm, and when she yelled angrily, suddenly, the scene in front of her changed suddenly.

What appeared in front of him was a huge starry sky, not the whole starry sky, but only the starlight shining down overhead, and the rest was darkness, as if it was a huge prison that could only look up at the sky.

When Su Yanzheng was at a loss, he suddenly saw that in the darkness, there was a giant dragon that seemed to have almost no end in sight, which was quietly winding and entrenched.

The huge head of the dragon lay on the ground like this, its eyes were closed, and around its body, there was a strange white flame burning, and when the flames rose, even the surrounding space was distorted.

"Dragon, dragon!" Su Yan was shocked and couldn't help himself, it was really a dragon, the wind mount he had always dreamed of, the auspicious beast in oriental mythology, appeared in front of him like this today.

Su Yan screamed, and then ran towards the dragon, and even he vaguely seemed to remember something, this was a dream.

Oh, dream, dream, you must not wake up, the first time I saw the dragon, you must let me touch it.

Su Yan quickly ran to the dragon's side, feeling the shock that was concealed, and trembling with excitement.

He dreamed of a dragon, he was still such a mighty and domineering dragon, and Grandpa Zhou was too good to himself.

Su Yan raised his neck, looked at his figure the size of a dragon's scale, and gently wiped it with trembling hands, and a cold iron texture came, making him feel as if he was in a good month, and goosebumps fell to the ground suddenly.

"It's so cold!"

Poof!

The white flames on the dragon's body suddenly came, and Su Yan was so frightened that he quickly retracted his hand, only to find that on the scales of these dragons in front of him, there were black lines like spider silk, and these black lines were constantly twisted and intertwined, and unconsciously, they were constructed into runes that looked extremely complicated.

Su Yan hurriedly took two steps back, and the perspective of his left eye came out, and he found that the entire dragon was covered with these black lines, and they were like a huge black net, tightly clinging to the dragon scales.

"It's—"

"I... Feel...... It's time to... Zulong's... Breath. Suddenly, an extremely weak voice suddenly sounded in Su Yan's mind, intermittently, and seemed to have exhausted all the strength of his body.

Su Yan's face changed extremely, and he left the dragon body as fast as he could, looking around, the huge dragon head was still closed, who was talking.

"You, who are you?" Su Yan was on full guard, because he couldn't sense the presence of anyone else.

"I, I'm the Dragon King... Pheasant. The old man's voice sounded again, and he was extremely weak, as if he would lose his breath at any moment.

Su Yan gradually let down his guard, he didn't feel any malice, and even wanted to laugh, his mother's self was dreaming, what were you afraid of, in the dream, he was the sky, and he would be frightened by a voice, I was ready to ride a dragon to fulfill my long-standing wish.

"Pheasant? I haven't heard of it, according to what you say, you are this big dragon, a good name, hurry up, take Lao Tzu to fly, I haven't ridden a dragon yet. Su Yan was no longer afraid, he still thought that the name of the dragon was what Ao Ao or something.

"I ...... The oil runs out and the lamp withers...... Can't fly. The voice rang out again.

Su Yan was interested, the thunder spirit wings on his body unfolded, and flew directly towards the dragon's head, looking at the huge dragon head lying on the ground motionless, on his chest, there was a place that should have belonged to the dragon scales shining with brilliance, and the black line rune there was the thickest.

"Why did you run out of oil and the lamp died?" Su Yan asked.

A heavy sigh came, and then everything calmed down, until after a dozen breaths, the other party seemed to have enough strength, his voice was lonely, and he looked lifeless, and said, "It's me... Take you... Come, hometown...... People, Jiuli ...... The real world! ”

The voice of the dragon king pheasant sounded again, and Su Yan's face changed extremely wildly.

"You, what are you talking nonsense, what Jiuli True Realm, recognize the wrong person." Su Yan's eyes narrowed as he looked at the giant dragon that seemed to be dead.

And he quickly checked himself, he really didn't dream, how can any dreamer know that he dreamed, besides, all this in front of him is too real.

"You, what's the ...... Out? The weak voice waited for a while and asked Su Yan.