Heavenly reincarnation, ten thousand laws of nature, if you want to transcend reincarnation, the only way to surpass oneself is to surpass oneself.

The words of the Supreme God of Forgetting the Dust made Xiao Lang understand, but he still didn't completely figure it out in the vagueness, and his eyes soon cleared up, and it was the skin trauma on his body that woke him up.

He silently kept these words in his heart, and in a daze, he found that several Tianzun of the Forgotten Chen family were looking at him, he secretly used his skills to heal his wounds, and said to a few people with his hand: "Thank you for your help, Xiao Lang is grateful." Of course... Thank you very much for the reminder, but in the future, if you have some understanding, you will definitely come to thank you. ”

Xiao Lang's last two sentences were said to the sky, and a few Tianzun of the Forget Chen family wanted to be polite a few times, and immediately became awe-inspired. They knew very well how arrogant this old ancestor was, and he actually pointed out Xiao Lang at this moment, which was a very rare thing.

The Tianzun of the Forgotten Dust family intended to stay with Xiao Lang for a few days in the city, but Xiao Lang was delayed in this city for three days, and the time had become tense, so he politely refused. With a wound in his body, he entered the teleportation array and teleported towards the land of green thorns.

The Tianzun of the Forgotten Dust Family entered the earth fort in the later stage and walked into a courtyard that was forbidden for everyone. The courtyard was very large, but there was no one under it, only a handsome middle-aged man was holding an ancient book and looking at it leisurely, and this person's appearance was exactly the same as the statue outside.

"Meet the Ancestor!"

Tianzun knelt down very respectfully and saluted, his body trembled slightly, obviously even he was not qualified to come into this courtyard often, a little excited.

The elegant middle-aged man didn't move, his eyes didn't blink, he just waved his hand lightly. Tianzun hurriedly got up and said respectfully: "Old Ancestor, Xiao Lang insists on leaving, I didn't leave him! He is teleporting towards the land of green thorns, he should be going to Qinglong Mountain, his clan and relatives are said to have been arrested by the dragon rider of the Long Ao family and the Qing plough son of the Qing Thorn family?

"Dragoons and green plows?"

The elegant middle-aged man muttered lightly, then turned a page of the book and waved his hand: "Let him go, he can survive in Qinglong Mountain, bring him to me when he passes by, and forget it if he dies." ”

Tianzun nodded and retreated respectfully, but there was a kind of realization in his heart, the old ancestor obviously liked Xiao Lang very much, but whether it was a worm or a dragon, it depended on whether he could pass the hurdle of Qinglong Mountain.

...

Xiao Lang lurked at the junction of the Land of Forgotten Dust and the Land of Thorns, and there were only six or seven days left before the appointed day, and he had to heal his injuries and maintain his best condition before he dared to go up the mountain.

He hid in a secret room, healing his wounds, remembering some of the things he had realized in the statue and in the few words spoken by the Supreme God of Forgotten Dust. These things are vague, inexplicable, and inexplicable. There is a trace of connection with the three words written by the Purple Charm Emperor back then, and it seems to have a trace of connection with the world evolution map, but he just can't connect it completely.

It's like a gust of wind, he can hear the wind, he can feel the comfort of the wind, he wants to reach out and grab it, but he can't. He was a little annoyed, if it wasn't for the Heavenly Demon Ancestor chasing him and interrupting his epiphany, maybe this time he would have gained something.

These vague, intermittent, and inexplicable feelings are difficult for him to put into words, and he doesn't know what they are for. But this is the Supreme God's perception of the way of heaven, and it is definitely a good thing. Don't say anything, as long as he is enlightened, his strength will definitely improve by leaps and bounds.

Shaking his head, he felt that his body was almost recovered, he stopped cultivating, and he was not refining the Purple Saint Stone, his soul power was abundant, and he did not feel tired.

He began to sort out his strength, treasures, and various available supernatural powers, and calculated all kinds of things that he might encounter when he went to Qinglong Mountain, he opened the space ring and probed it, and looked at a large number of miscellaneous divine armor or something, and sighed helplessly.

These divine weapons and the like do not increase his combat power, and the divine armor is no different from Mai to his current enemies. Time was in a hurry, he didn't have time to comprehend the context map of the Great Dao Tree, the world evolution map, and he didn't have time to integrate high-level divine skills, so he had to rely on the strength he had now to fight.

He inexplicably felt that this strength was not enough. Unfortunately, he didn't have time, and his divine sense swept through the space ring again, and finally stopped at a black stone.

"Black stone?"

He took out the stone with a thought, this was found in the Tianzhou domain, this stone was surrounded by black blood and brown blood stone, but after studying it for a long time, nothing was found.

He stared at the stone for a long time, and inexplicably had a feeling that maybe this stone would be of great use? It's just a pity that he didn't understand what this stone was, and how to use it?

A day later, he stood up, took out clean water and washed his body, changed into a clean and gorgeous robe, put away the black stone and the black blood stone and brown blood stone in the secret room, and shot his body up. He quickly found a city, and then kept teleporting towards Qinglong Mountain.

After teleporting for two days, he arrived at Qinglong City, the main city of the Blue Dragon Lord, which was the base camp of the Qing family. The moment he appeared, he suddenly felt a small change in the atmosphere around him, and he could feel a lot of eyes light up without looking at him.

He patted his clothes, walked out of the teleportation array leisurely, swept his eyes around, and saw a huge purple gold statue in the middle of the square, his eyes narrowed slightly.

This is obviously the statue of the Blue Thorn Supreme God, the Blue Thorn Supreme God looks very domineering, wearing silver armor and holding a silver spear, and his knife-like face is full of domineering aura that looks at the world.

Xiao Lang felt the coercion of the statue, and he didn't know if this statue contained the Supreme God's perception of the way of heaven, or if he had a bad chance, so he didn't gain anything from watching it for a long time this time. He walked over with his legs raised, ignored the strange glances cast by countless spies and walked to the front of the statue, bowed respectfully, and then resolutely left into a restaurant, ordered a table of good wine and food, and ate leisurely.

After eating and drinking, he went up to the room on the top floor again, slept comfortably in the room, and walked out at three o'clock on the second day, found a chamber of commerce and hired more than ten people, and specially asked people to prepare a soft sedan chair for him, carrying it towards Qinglong Mountain in the north of the city.

It was very quiet all the way, the silence was terrible!

Qinglong Mountain is only 100,000 miles away from Qinglong City, and the warriors hired are all in the Divine Monarch Realm, and everyone arrived at the foot of Qinglong Mountain in just half a day. The group of gods stopped and didn't dare to go up the mountain, saying that there were ghosts on this mountain, and they would definitely die if they went up the mountain.

Xiao Lang looked at the gloomy and black mist Qinglong Mountain, and then looked at the Qinghuang Peak, which was ten times taller than this mountain in the north, smiled indifferently, got off the sedan chair and walked towards the mountain indifferently.

Looking at the winding mountain road, his face was as calm as water, and before he entered Qinglong Mountain, he could vaguely feel the endless killing machine coming from inside, he frowned suspiciously, and he couldn't figure it out... Where did the dragoon mobilize the twenty Heavenly Venerables to besiege him?

If it was in the Dragon Domain, Xiao Lang believed that the dragon rider had this strength, but in the land of green thorns, could it be that the young man of the green plough would be so desperate to work for him?

There are many things he can't figure out, but they don't prevent him from going up the mountain.

It was only half an hour later, he walked to the top of Qinglong Mountain, his divine sense swept away and felt countless lurking powerhouses, looking at the twenty-one people standing proudly in front of him, his eyes fell on a martial artist in front of him who was shrouded in black robes.

He sighed and said, "Dragoon, what are you doing with a woman's lace panties covering your face? You look like a bird, I can recognize you even if I retract my head." Come on... I'm here, where am I? Let them go, don't embarrass Long Ao. ”