Nansheng Peak, the strange peak, stands at the end of the ancient mountains and rivers, and stands alone. The pen %fun %pavilion www.biquge.info goes straight to the end of the clouds, surrounded by endless clouds, ten colors of glass, flowing with dreams, the illusion of a mirage. In the entire Holy Mountain area, it seems that they have to look up to the Nan Sheng, the strange front that stands alone in the core.

Under this peak, the main gas engine of the shuttle system converged, and it was not relieved. and Mahal, who also converged his qi, stood in place together, and did not take a step forward towards the empty Southern Sacred Peak.

"Do you have to wait?" said McHal, raising an eyebrow slightly.

"Wait!" "Wait!" the Suo Sect Master nodded and said, "The Southern Saint Peak is the central and important place where the Southern Saint Saint Lord has sat in the past dynasties, although there has never been a strong guard, but if you go up the mountain on your own, you will encounter a catastrophe, and there will be a fall!"

The Holy Lords of the Southern Holy Court of the past dynasties were all powerful lineage lords who were powerful in the sky, sitting in such an important land. From time to time, it is possible to arrange some unpredictable means, and it is indeed possible to encounter catastrophe by trespassing.

"If the guess is right, it should be His Royal Highness the White Dragon Daojun, a disciple of the Holy Lord, who is incarnated by Dou Qi to greet him!"

As soon as the main voice of the Suoshuo system fell, under the peak of Nansheng Peak, a sound of footsteps sounded, and inside, a hazy figure exuding a terrifying aura was walking step by step in the direction where the two were standing, not slowing down.

"It's Ben Daojun!"

A calm, hoarse voice came out.

The calm Mahal, his body tightened slightly, his face became stiff for a moment, and his breathing froze slightly, as if the flow speed of the world in front of him had become incomparably slow and frozen in his eyes.

White Dragon Daojun!

Wipe out the Maiha clan, the white dragon Daojun of the Sikong clan!

The White Dragon Daojun who brought Mahar into the ancient ruins!

His mind trembled, and he was mad and roaring, and a monstrous aura of madness rose up, making Mahal's eyes red, bloody, and unbearable, and wanted to burst out of his body and wreak havoc.

At this moment, the face of the Suoshuo system changed greatly, and his sleeves flicked.

A peculiar light, like the lapping of waves, instantly enveloped and swallowed the silver-haired Mehal, who was close at hand, directly covering the hideousness that belonged to Mehal's gaffe, and not even half of the strange breath was leaked.

The face of the Suosuo system master then recovered from the great change to indifference.

No matter why Mahal has such a gaffe, he must cover it up as the head of the lineage, otherwise if he lets the terrifying White Dragon Dao Monarch have a little chance to kill, even if he is the master of the hall, he will fall.

Fortunately, as the powerful deity of the four heavens of the system master, he reacted quickly, and no one could match it.

Belonging to the White Dragon Daojun, the hazy figure walked in, and did not find the hideous anomaly belonging to Maihal at all, as well as the attack of the Suosuo Sect Master, just stood in place as usual, looking at the two of them.

For the humanoid Mehal shrouded in the glory, he didn't pay much attention to it, and only glanced at it. After all, even if there is a Mehal inside, no matter how mysterious and extraordinary, he is not interested in understanding it.

"Just now, this Daojun is just a few steps late in order to deal with the identity of His Excellency the Lord of the Suoshuo Line, so don't blame it. The White Dragon Daojun, whose eyes stayed on the body of the Zhusuo lineage, said: "However, Your Excellency the Zhusuo lineage, you will still come out less in the future, you know, except for a few people in the entire Southern Holy Court, no one knows that Your Excellency is still alive, and only thinks that he has fallen under the anger of the master." ”

"Thank you Bailong Daojun for reminding me!"

The indifferent Zhusuo system master, bowed his hand slightly, nodded and said, with a teachable look.

For Bailong Daojun to call his Excellency, he is not a senior, he does not have any displeasure and care, it is completely in the tone of his peers, and he really regards Bailong Daojun as a master of the same generation.

The hazy figure of the White Dragon Dao Monarch nodded slightly, without saying more, and turned around towards the peak. Seeing this, the chairman of the Tsisuo Department rolled up the Mahar shrouded in the glory and followed closely behind him.

"This is just the incarnation of the White Dragon Dao Monarch's fighting spirit!" the Suoshuo Master snorted through the Shinto Soul Seal.

It can be seen with the naked eye that the body of the White Dragon Dao Monarch in front of him is surrounded by a circle of disillusioned brilliance, and the aura is looming, just as the Lord of the Shuttle Department said, he is just an incarnation formed by the condensation of fighting energy, and he is definitely not a deity.

It can't be a deity!

The current White Dragon Dao Monarch was accepted as a personal disciple by the Holy Lord of Sharp, and was cultivated and concerned by many masters of the Southern Holy Court.

How can they spare time for the deity to guide people, unless it is his master, Lord Sharp!

However, the incarnation of the fighting spirit of the White Dragon Daojun in front of him is different from usual, on the body, there are complex and hidden dragon patterns, entrenched and formed, like the dragon of the Jiao God, with all the forms and gods, circulating with some kind of mysterious light, from time to time, there is a terrifying aura of destruction circulating, strong and not weaker than others.

What's even more peculiar is that at the foot of this vindictive incarnation, there is also a strange round wheel, with ripples floating, the breath is not obvious, it is impossible to see what specific effect it has, it is unusually peculiar and different.

"Even if there is a big grudge, today, you can't show it at all, and you can startle the snake!"

The indifferent head of the shuttle system once again let out a low shout, and his voice was fierce.

As for the change in Mahal's demeanor, just a thought, he guessed the truth of seven or eight points. However, at this time, the master of the shuttle system and Mehal are grasshoppers on the same rope, if there is something wrong with Mahal, even if he is the master of the hall, the world's strongest man for thousands of years, he can't get the slightest benefit, so he is very careful to dissuade him.

Sure enough, the hideous Mahal, who heard this, fell silent for a moment.

In order to slash the enemy, Mahal has endured countless hardships and countless life and death tribulations, and he must not let the past and present be wasted.

The state of mind that grew up in the wind and rain easily defeated that crazy, cold reason, and immediately suppressed everything.

The time is not yet ripe, if he Mahal is exposed now, in the future, then there may be no chance of revenge, this is a point he definitely does not want to see, he can't lose big because of a small one, this makes him calm and vigilant.

Looking at the strange incarnation of the White Dragon Daojun, with the combat power that Mehal could match with the late Earl at this time, his eyes couldn't help but reveal a faint palpitation.

Just now completely immersed in the hatred of the first sight of the great hatred, without looking closely, at this time Maihal took a closer look before he realized that this incarnation of the White Dragon Daojun brought him a strong and real feeling, as if if this strange incarnation of the White Dragon Daojun made a move, he Mahal would not be able to block his blow.

The gap is as big as the distance between heaven and earth, immeasurable.

Even if it's just a feeling, it's enough to prove the horror of the White Dragon Daojun, the tip of the iceberg. If the White Dragon Dao Monarch himself was here, he might also use the Divine Dao Soul Seal to burn the jade of the Zhusuo lineage.

Now no, he Mehal, can only think in the long run.

(To be continued.) )