……

This skull has a strange shape, like a dragon's head, but it has six sharp horns, divided into two rows on the left and right, and there is a strange white line on the forehead, like an eye, and like a lightning bolt, which is indescribably eye-catching in the dark sky.

The dark clouds in the sky were still rolling, but the head that poked out did not move, looking down at the inheritance hall in a silent posture, and there was no emotion in the silver vertical pupils.

Time seemed to stand still suddenly, and everyone looked at the sky with wide eyes, and the head was reflected in their eyes, as if they had lost the ability to speak in an instant, and they were speechless.

Until someone reacted first.

Miao Chen's heart was alarmed, he suddenly realized something, reacted instantly, flew up and grabbed a few disciples on the ground, and rushed directly to the inheritance hall.

The figure in front of Xuanyu's eyes flashed, and he immediately reacted, grabbed a few disciples in a similar manner, and rushed out after him.

More than a dozen disciples, even the white lion that was originally carried by Miao Chen, were thrown into the Ancient Teleportation Array, and fell to pieces. Many people were still stunned and didn't react.

"Live!" Miao Chen said in a deep voice, and then with a wave of his hand, a yellow light fell on the teleportation array, and the teleportation array was immediately activated, a burst of silver electric light flashed, and a circle of gray light suddenly rose from the edge of the teleportation array, enveloping more than a dozen people in the array.

Mystic runes emerged from the gray light, and powerful spatial fluctuations emerged from the light, spreading out in circles.

Miao Chen didn't look at these disciples anymore, turned around and rushed out of the inheritance hall with Xuanyu.

In the sky, a few lightning flashed suddenly in the dark clouds. Then it rolled to both sides as if it was being pushed. The huge ~ large black head slowly poked out of the dark clouds. Revealing a slender neck, the inky black scales shone in the electric light, as if emitting black light, not only did not look evil, but showed a bit of elegance and nobility.

However, the tumbling clouds deepened in color, and black skulls struggled at the edge of the clouds, making a high-pitched whistling sound. The sound seemed to be hazy through a layer of glass, and the specific content could not be heard clearly, but it went straight to the head, and even if I covered my ears, I could still hear clearly.

The jet-black clouds seem to interpret malice, intertwined with the elegance and nobility of the behemoth, and the different painting styles render a strange picture, bringing an indescribable evil feeling.

The disciples in the square finally realized that the catastrophe was coming, and they were at a loss for what to do. Some of them were timid, and even collapsed to the ground in fright. Can't even stand up.

"Palace Master...... Are we going to die?! A second-generation disciple saw Miao Chen passing by and pounced. Grabbing Miao Chen's clothes, the expression on his face distorted in extreme fear.

"Stand up for me! Ziwei Palace didn't teach you to sit and wait for death! ”

Miao Chen kicked him away with a slam kick, and the suppressed anger in his heart immediately surged into his heart, exploding violently like dynamite.

The momentum on Miao Chen's body suddenly exploded, his eyes instantly became extremely fierce, the metal buckle that bound his hair could not withstand the momentum of the instantaneous explosion, and suddenly shattered, and his long black hair instantly rose, as if he had encountered a strong wind, dancing messily behind his head.

Seeing this, the disciple next to him immediately pulled the disciple up from the ground, took out all kinds of equipment with fear, and prepared for battle.

"Crape Myrtle Array!"

Xuanyu took out a golden compass, and the compass burst out with Dao golden light, and the golden light connected all the disciples to each other, and the breath condensed into one. All the disciples subconsciously adjusted their positions, and a large array suddenly rose from the ground.

Miao Chen's right foot kicked the ground, and suddenly the light rushed into the sky, and the black and golden light on the crape myrtle in his right hand flashed, and a golden spherical light mask suddenly appeared above the outside of the inheritance hall.

The fifty-six peaks in the Ziwei Palace outside the Inheritance Hall also lit up with golden light at the same time, and the golden light rushed into the sky, condensing and forming in the air, suddenly outlining a huge and incomparably huge magic circle.

The giant magic circle stretched across the sky, emitting a scorching golden light, which reflected with the crape myrtle array on the ground, and the light even diluted the thick clouds in the sky. The behemoth in the clouds suddenly squinted, and a trace of essence~ light suddenly swept through the silver vertical pupils.

In the Inheritance Hall, the gray light emitted by the teleportation array became stronger and stronger, and just as the formation was about to be launched, a young man suddenly raised his head and looked at Miao Chen in the sky. The golden light of the formation spread all over the sky, refracting the black figure as if it was not like a real person, but it looked extraordinarily tall.

The young man subconsciously rubbed the storage ring in his hand, and firmly remembered the figure in his heart. Compared with the other Ziwei Palace disciples around him, the young man looked extremely decadent, even his hair was messy, but his eyes were amazingly bright.

At this moment, the gray light of the formation suddenly brightened, and the disciples in the formation slowly disappeared.

In the sky, surrounded by rolling dark clouds, the black behemoth seemed to be aroused to be ferocious, and suddenly accelerated its movements, and flew out of the dark clouds, with a strong black light that suddenly bloomed, and suddenly rushed towards the formation below, and the thick ~ strong limbs suddenly popped out sharp claws, grabbing the criss-crossing golden light.

Five giant~large black light blades slashed across the sky, and the space seemed to be suddenly torn open, and the huge array in the air instantly collapsed a corner.

Miao Chen's face suddenly turned white, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

……

Twenty-six years before the New Yuan Calendar, on the same day after the Interstellar Alliance Conference was held, Ziwei Palace was attacked by the Dark Dragon Venerable, up and down 5,321 people, from the palace master Miao Chen, to the servant disciples were all destroyed, and all the spirits were wiped out, and only twelve disciples of the third generation escaped.

Since then, Ziwei Palace, the oldest large-scale sect in interstellar inheritance, has become a strong and colorful stroke in history, and no descendants have appeared in the world.

……

Rayong got the news, and it was already a month later. At this time, the news of the demise of Ziwei Palace has been widely spread throughout the interstellar, and the king of the dark world has officially appeared, confirming the previous speculation of Ziwei Palace, and the entire interstellar people are suddenly panicked.

At the same time, the title of the Dark Dragon Venerable also spread silently in different corners.

"That's the way it is." Yan Honglian curled up in the corner of the bed, and spoke quietly to the little horn in front of her with her eyes open, her expression full of sadness, and there were tears in the corners of her eyes.

Although she hasn't met Miao Chen for a long time, that kind of care everywhere and everywhere is not fake, she has already accepted this little uncle sincerely, and now she is sad and sad when she knows the news of his accident. It's just that after experiencing the death of her mother and uncle, she has seen a lot, and she has too many things to do to hold on to the present.

Now, in front of Rayong, she can take off her mask and release her emotions to the fullest, without having to think about other people's attitudes.

"Red Lotus, Senior Miao is gone, the only thing we can do for him is to kill the Dark Dragon Venerable and live well."

Luo Yong's voice revealed a faint tiredness, but it was still gentle and firm as usual, which made Yan Honglian's heart involuntarily calm down and become more unwavering.

"Hmm." Yan Honglian's eyes gradually brightened, "Actually, what I find most difficult to accept is not that my uncle had an accident, but that I, as a niece, didn't help at all, and even when the matter of Ziwei Palace spread throughout the interstellar world, I only knew that my uncle had an accident." ”

"However, Brother Luo, don't worry, I won't be crushed. I am the spiritual pillar of the entire Yan Clan, even if it is for you and the Yan Clan, I will not fall. ”

"Then I'm relieved. Protect yourself and wait for me to come back. Rayong's voice was still gentle, but in the quiet background just now, there was a sudden sonic boom, as if something had happened.

Yan Honglian hurriedly wiped away her tears and said, "Brother Luo, don't worry about me if you have something over there." I'll take care of myself, and you have to take care of yourself. I'll wait for you to come back. ”

"That's good, I'm leaving."

A few familiar voices came from the small speaker, and the tone was rapid, and it seemed that the battle was very fierce~. Yan Honglian listened to Luo Yong's calm command for a few words, and her voice disappeared completely, obviously cutting off communication from the other side.

Yan Honglian looked at the little horn for a long time before she turned over and sat up, put on her cloak and left the room.

Looking up at the dark red sky unique to the Phoenix Clan outside, Yan Honglian said silently in her heart: "Brother Luo, you just have to improve your strength with peace of mind, without your uncle, and me and Sister Siriya are your backing." We will definitely hold out until you leave the Kunyuan Secret Realm!

"Sister Red Lotus, why did you come out? Don't take a break? A blue-purple figure suddenly appeared from the door of the hall and hurriedly walked to Yan Honglian's side, with obvious worry in his voice.

"Sister Jing, why are you here?" Yan Honglian turned around and greeted her, with a look of surprise on her face.

"I'm not worried that you won't be able to open it~"

The person who came was a woman, with a very young face and very beautiful appearance, but she had a pair of heroic sword eyebrows, and her demeanor revealed a sharp and elegant taste, although she was very restrained, she still revealed a bit of evil spirit inadvertently, obviously not a simple role.

"Sister Jing, don't worry, I'm much better." Yan Honglian's eyebrows bent, and her expression instantly softened. Although this was a bit unkind, she felt the care inside.

Murong Jing, as the only Thunder Phoenix of the Phoenix Clan, is not only the strongest existence in the Phoenix Clan, but also a strong contender for the next king, and has an extraordinary status in the Phoenix Clan.

Because Murong Jing is somewhat related to her mother, the two met several times when they were children. It's just that after many years, she has grown from a child to an adult, but Sister Jing has not changed in the slightest, and she still takes care of her the same.

Seeing that Yan Honglian was indeed fine, Murong Jing's tense face relaxed slightly, but there was still a trace of melancholy: "Honglian, an hour ago, the old ancestor who was cultivating in the Candle Flame Forbidden Land came out of the customs and said that he wanted to see you. ”

…… (To be continued......)