"Miss Lanxin, this is the pearl I have treasured for thousands of years, please accept it. Feng Qing smiled and took out a huge pearl, surrounded by dragon-like aura, maybe it was the inner pill made by the big mussel.

"It's already late at night, Feng Daoyou better go back early to rest, don't send it. ”

Su Lanxin yawned and said without hurrying or slowing. Feng Qing had a smile in his eyes, he didn't care that this was what Su Lanxin meant for him to go, he arched his hand and stood on the plane tree again.

"Wang Mu, Zhang Xuan and the demon ape are still with me, you shouldn't be able to run, right?"

Su Lanxin blinked her beautiful eyes, as if she was thinking about something, and the pearl was thrown to the ground by her at will.

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As the night deepened, Wang Mu was not sleepy, and had been cultivating the Immortal Dragon Spirit with the power of moonlight.

The Immortal Dragon Spirit has a total of nine levels, and now he has barely cultivated to the first level, and the entire sea of knowledge has expanded three times, and a very small seedling has taken root in the sea of knowledge and grown two leaves.

Faint ripples are generated from the side of the seedlings, and the frequency gradually coincides with the frequency of the outside wind.

Wang Mu concentrated on cultivation and didn't feel the changes, he just felt refreshed, and his body seemed to float up.

The night faded, and soon, the last trace of moonlight dissipated, and a touch of fish belly white rose in the east, and Wang Mu was still in a state of cultivation, unaware of all this.

Cultivation has no time, and for cultivators, this is a very normal thing.

But Wang Mu forgot that the moon was gentle, and the sun was fierce.

Endless fiery clouds appeared above the sea of knowledge, Wang Mu felt that his soul was trapped in magma, and when he came back to his senses, he was already in his own sea of knowledge. Looking at the world-destroying scene above his head, Wang Mu was secretly shocked in his heart, but at this time, he couldn't think about it too much, and the endless flames had fallen from the burning clouds.

Wang Mu hurriedly cut off the influx of energy from the outside world, and at the same time silently ran the Immortal Dragon Spirit Mind Method.

A flame fell into the sea of knowledge, Wang Mu's body trembled violently, the pain in this soul was so terrible, even if this flame was not much bigger than a spark.

Wang Mu gritted his teeth, thinking that this time it was really a big loss. Suddenly, a streak of green burst into his field of vision.

"Seedlings, how can there be seedlings in the sea?"

Subconsciously, Wang Mu felt that this seedling was very important, so he manipulated Zhihai and set off huge waves one after another, extinguishing all the flames.

After a wave of flames fell, the fiery clouds coalesced, their colors darker and darker, and gradually began to glow.

Wang Mu felt the terrifying heat, Zhihai shrank by half in an instant, and the green seedling began to grow extremely slowly under this stimulation, releasing a faint coolness.

This trace of coolness was really too weak, especially after the fiery cloud condensed into an extremely bright point of light.

It was simply a small sun, under his sunlight, the sea of knowledge shrank rapidly, and in a blink of an eye, only a few feet of seedlings were left without evaporation.

Wang Mu had a splitting headache, knowing the sea was an extremely important part of the monk, and if he suffered a heavy blow, he was afraid that it would have a great impact on his cultivation in the future. His figure is getting fader and fainter, and if he disappears, he will die.

The sea of knowledge is getting smaller and smaller, and as far as the eye can see, there is only endless nothingness. Wang Mu knelt beside the seedling, he no longer had the strength to stand up, and the flesh and blood in his body had shrunk, like a dried corpse.

Wang Mu looked up at the sun, and suddenly punched his eyebrows, and then another punch.

Every time he punched, Wang Mu would feel his heart stir, and his body vomited a mouthful of blood. But Wang Mu knew that this was his last chance, so he tried his best.

Zhihai is getting smaller and smaller, and the world in front of Wang Mu is getting more and more blurred, but he still punches him in the center of his eyebrows.

Finally, several pearl-pink moonlight scattered from the center of his eyebrows, and Wang Mu felt a burst of coolness. He knew that he had come back to life, and Nameless Silver Bead had finally reacted.

Wang Mu lay in the sea of knowledge, and the moon-like energy gushed out from the center of his eyebrows, dissipating most of the heat.

The seedling took this opportunity to absorb energy frantically, and gradually grew into a small tree, then a big tree, and finally a towering tree.

Wang Mu woke up suddenly, his chest was covered in blood. He probed his sea of knowledge, and saw a sun, a moon, and a towering tree rooted in the middle of the sea of knowledge, and the sea of knowledge quickly spread outward.

Immortal Dragon Spirit?

Wang Mu was puzzled, there was no writing in the exercises that there would be such a situation, could he be a special case?

Looking at the sun in the sky, Wang Mu roared violently, his body turned into a dragon shape uncontrollably, his scales stood up, the dragon horns on his head cracked, and blood flowed out of the cracked skin.

His scales were shedding, his horns were shattered, and an indescribable itch came from under his skin.

It felt like there were countless insects crawling under his skin, Wang Mu couldn't help but scratch it, but his flesh had already reached the ground-level weapon, and his nails had just fallen off, so he didn't feel it at all.

Wang Mu angrily interrupted the big tree beside him, but the itch was like a maggot attached to the bone, both physically and mentally.

I don't know how many trees were broken, Wang Mu lay on the ground tiredly, dark gold scales covered his body, and the two dragon horns were longer, crystal like crystal.

He let out a long roar of pleasure, and his fingers already had five, and he turned into a real dragon at this moment.

Not only that, but a small Wang Mu also appeared in his sea of consciousness, different from the previous illusory, this time Wang Mu stepped into it as an entity.

He actually stepped directly into the Yuanying Realm!

But Wang Mu's face was not a little excited, but his face was calm, and dark red flames appeared on his body.

It was a dragon, a pure flame dragon.

He stared at Wang Mu with those bronze bell-sized eyes, and from time to time spewed hot dragon breath from his nostrils.

"You have fire in you, but you are willing to join me in Flame Dragon Mountain. ”

The old Yanlong said, his voice very loud.

"I can join, what will you give me?"

Wang Mu replied, and his voice was not small.

"Isn't it enough for you to show your strength, and I will provide exercises? If you want to come, follow me. ”

Looking at the back of the old Yanlong, Wang Mu smiled secretly in his heart, he came here for the Yanlong clan. But it's not to join, it's revenge, but it's not a loss to join.

Wang Mu danced his slender body, and soon caught up with Lao Yanlong, and finally, they came to a green peak.

Old Yanlong plunged into it, and his figure disappeared in an instant. Wang Mu thought that there must be a special formation here, so he followed hard.

In the formation, it was a completely different scene from the outside world, where there were red rocks everywhere and dense fire elementals flowing in the air. In the very center of this heaven and earth is an extremely high black mountain with countless caves, each of which exudes a powerful aura.

The old Yanlong led him to the door and left, and he was greeted by a young Yanlong, whose blood did not look pure.

"You're really lucky, the one who brought you here just now is the famous Third Elder Ao Yang, presumably you will be able to show your prominence here soon. Follow me now and I'll take you to your room. ”

The young Yanlong didn't seem to value Wang Mu very much, so he took out a spar from the debris behind him and walked out.

Wang Mu was not familiar with everything, so he could only follow obediently.

After entering the mountain gate of Flame Dragon Mountain, Wang Mu accurately felt the heat of Flame Dragon Mountain. Every stone here is a precious fire source crystal, and there are many young Yan Dragons lying at the foot of the mountain, either sleeping or cultivating.

Coincidentally, Wang Mu saw that the three Yan Dragons closest to him were the dragons that attacked him at the beginning.

They also saw Wang Mu and stood up one after another.

Wang Mu gasped violently, and two flames erupted from his nostrils.

This is a provocation, Wang Mu thinks so, and they think so too.