An abandoned factory in the west of the capital.

Seris's original look of confidence suddenly stiffened, as he found that he could no longer perceive the power of the three curses.

The power of the curse seems to have suddenly disappeared!

It's so weird!

He was a little uneasy in his heart, but he closed his eyes, his fingers moved slightly, and soon, a phantom image formed in front of him, like a mirror.

And a faint glimmer of fire appeared in the phantom.

He looked at the looming firelight, his old face was full of doubts, and he muttered: "Firelight? How can there be firelight? Even the Holy Flame of Huaxia should not be able to help my curse power, could it be that something happened here?"

The power of the curse has already been seen through by that kid? Impossible! Even if it does!

How could the ants of Huaxia see through the shadow curse of our empire!"

His face was full of anger, and he stretched out his old hand and grabbed at the firelight!

But he didn't touch the flame phantom, so he instantly shrank back!

Because he found that a powerful blazing sensation actually penetrated the space of dozens of miles and hurt him!

This...... It's incredible!

He looked at his somewhat blackened fingers, clenched them slightly, and the green tendons on his old hands burst out.

"There's something strange about this flame...... What kind of flame is this, and it can actually break my curse power!"

His face was filled with horror.

He found that there was already some kind of huge contrast between the land of China he stepped into many years ago and the China at this moment.

But where this contrast is, he can't say at all.

No one could see what Ceris's expression was at the moment.

After pondering for a few seconds, Seris could only glance at the huge nine-headed giant snake above his head, and at this moment, there were layers of black qi around the giant snake.

It has a black scale growing on its body, as if it is undergoing some kind of evolution.

This is his hind hand.

The most powerful backhand.

Enough to destroy the entire capital.

......

Hidden doors.

The Far North.

Dragons.

In a large hall full of dragon murals.

There is an endless amount of aura in the main hall!

This is far beyond the cultivation place of any sect of the Hidden Sect!

Even the Holy Medicine Peak, where the Holy Gate is located, is not as strong as the aura here!

Because under this kind of hall, there are ten dragon veins with different attributes!!

Although there are dragon veins in Huaxia and other places in Yinmen, they can't be compared with the dragon veins of the dragon clan at all!

In the center of the main hall is a lonely figure.

His body was strong, with his upper body exposed, and there were countless golden dragon shadows swimming on his body.

The surrounding dragon vein qi continued to surge towards his body!

Suddenly, a dragon roar sounded!

The young man opened his eyes, and a violent aura spread in all directions! Nine dragons rushed out of the young man's body!

Dragon Dance Above the Nine Heavens!

A smile appeared on the corner of the young man's mouth, and he stretched out his hand and spread out his palm, which was a necklace similar to a pocket watch.

As soon as his mind moved, the pocket watch was opened, and inside was a photograph.

In the photo, there is a young man with some resolute eyes, and a giant dragon is hovering beside the young man.

"Daddy, are you alright?

The position of the dragon is already within reach, as long as I kill that guy with my own hands, the dragon clan will be the king of me!

When the time comes, no one in the entire hidden door will dare to touch a single hair of you!

Because I no longer call myself the Dragon King of Tongtian, but the real King of the Nine Heavens Dragon Palace!"

Ren Aotian closed his eyes and hung the pocket watch in his hand around his neck, and the pocket watch flashed with a faint light.

Eye-catching and gorgeous.

He knew that there was not much time left for him, and Dad didn't know if he had stepped into the realm of detachment, and with his previous state of causing trouble, there must be some trouble now.

What's more, without his great help, the road of the hidden gate must be dangerous.

......

"Ahh

Ren Feifei, who was far away in the secular capital, sneezed, he touched the tip of his nose and muttered, "Is someone thinking about me?"

He shook his head helplessly and didn't think about it anymore, but glanced at the rhubarb in the distance, and at this moment the rhubarb aura had stabilized.

The two breaths can't help anyone, and the key is that the thunder arc of rhubarb maintains balance in it.

The victory or defeat should not come out so quickly.

Ren Feifei didn't plan to wait any longer, and just as he was about to go to the cultivation room, the phone rang.

It was Wang Zhen of the National Security Bureau.

"Extraordinary, Seris has news, see you at the old place in ten minutes. ”

Wang Zhen dropped this sentence and hung up the phone, seemingly very anxious.

Ren Feifei naturally knew what the old place Wang Zhen was talking about, and he drove to a teahouse in the capital.

The teahouse is quiet and surrounded by a bamboo forest, which is very tasteful.

Ren Feifei came to a box, and when he opened the box, Ren Feifei found that there were two people sitting inside.

One is Wang Zhen, and the other is a gray-haired old man, the old man has a kind face, and his eyes look at Ren Feifei, and he seems to be a little excited.

The old man suppressed the fluctuations in his heart and made a cup of tea for an empty cup beside him, and his movements were very skillful.

"Grandmaster Ren, please. ”

In the Chinese world, the division of the realm is not so specific, and the strong are generally called masters or grandmasters.

Grandmasters are more focused on cultivation and martial arts.

Wang Zhen nodded at Ren Feifei and said to the old man beside him, "Master Zheng, you can repeat what you just told me." ”

Master Zheng didn't speak directly, but looked at Ren Feifei and said with a smile: "Grandmaster Ren is really better than seeing it, the old man really admires it by leaving so many legends at such a young age." ”

He has always wanted to climb a high branch, and Ren Feifei is undoubtedly the highest branch in the world now!

If Ren Feifei is his backer, he can almost walk sideways in the world.

Ren Feifei sat down directly, he was a little displeased with this kind of politeness, took a sip of tea, and said directly to Master Zheng: "If you know the news of Seris, please say it directly, it is very important to me." ”

Master Zheng touched his beard and hesitated, "Grandmaster Ren, I have an uninvited feeling. ”

"Say!" Ren Feifei's tone was a little impatient.

Although the other party is polite to himself, he obviously wants the lion to open his mouth.

In extraordinary times, Ren Feifei also recognized.

Master Zheng was overjoyed, and hurriedly said: "Grandmaster Ren, I heard that your sect is in dire need of talents, what do you think of me? Can I join the Holy Gate? I swear that I will definitely believe in the Holy Gate and be loyal to Grandmaster Ren." ”

Ren Feifei's face turned cold!

He had just eliminated some of the Holy Gate disciples who had come in through special channels, and now it was good that someone dared to let him open the back door!

If those disciples of the Holy Companion know, where is the majesty of his Holy Venerable!

"Smack!"

Ren Feifei slapped his palm on the table!

The table left in all directions! Even a set of ceramic tea sets shattered in an instant!

The tea gradually wet Master Zheng's pants.

(End of chapter)