"Is this the power of the Dao?" Wang Xiao continued to walk along the ancient street, although he did not enter the Red Rank Double Heaven, he experienced a kind of nature, and his feeling was very different.

After walking forward for a distance, the ginkgo trees on both sides of the road became even more huge, with jagged branches, covering the sky and the sun, making the originally quiet and beautiful golden avenue have a touch of seclusion.

The ginkgo trunk can't be hugged by several people, and the old bark on the trunk is cracked and criss-crossed, which is not so harmonious.

Unconsciously, Wang Xiao came to the end of the ancient city.

At the end of the ancient city is the endless sea, and as far as the eye can see, the turquoise sea undulates and fluctuates.

The sun is slanting to the west, reflecting the golden surface of the sea, and the microwave is swaying, and the vast thousands of miles are full of golden light.

The sea breeze blew, and the heat wave was mixed with a hint of salty taste, touching Wang Xiao's nose and falling on his face, warm and itchy.

Flocks of seabirds soar over the turquoise sea, and from time to time giant fish leap out of the water, stirring up heavy waves.

The picture is so beautiful, but Wang Xiao frowned and said vigilantly: "No, it's weird!"

The sound of the waves came into his ears, and the sound of the tsunami became louder and louder, and Wang Xiao finally understood the source of the strangeness.

The sound of the sea!

He retreated step by step, the winding avenue, coupled with the trees and weeds, blocked Wang Xiao's vision, making him unable to see the sea.

But at the moment when the sea was out of sight, the sound of the waves disappeared.

When the sea appears in front of you, the clear sound of the waves appears in your ears again.

Wang Xiao tried several times, and the results were the same.

Lightning and thunder, when you see the galloping lightning first, your vision is blocked, you must be the first to hear the sound coming, and the sea on the edge of the ancient city can only be heard when you see it.

"Is there an enchantment?" Wang Xiao suddenly realized, and looked around cautiously, and after a closer look, he found that this place was really strange.

The seaside of the ancient city should be a prosperous place, but it is overgrown with artemisia grass and is extremely desolate, and the only remnants of the buildings are submerged in the grass and trees.

"Hey, which one is?" Wang Xiao found that there was a stone stele not far in front of him, and he walked over cautiously.

The stele stands in a forest, all of them are more than two meters high, the vicissitudes of the years are coming, in the middle of the stele, is an ancient altar, it is difficult to guess how many years it has existed, the traces of the years are engraved, so that the whole altar has become black.

There is no text on the stele or altar, only indescribable vague figures.

"It turns out that this is the rain worship platform!" Wang Xiao observed for a long time, and finally figured out the origin of the altar.

Kyushu is a country of agriculture and animal husbandry, the wind and rain are related to the peace of the country and the people, and the rain can sometimes even become its lifeblood, so the rain has been valued by the imperial court of the past dynasties, from the emperor to the commoners, every time there is a drought, an altar must be set up to worship, and when the sacrifice is made, the son of heaven who is the king of a dynasty also has to kneel to the dragon king.

But such a sacred place was so deserted, and Wang Xiao couldn't imagine what had happened in it.

"Ahem...... cough ......" The abrupt voice sounded in Wang Xiao's ears, the voice was very weak, if there was none, Wang Xiao's perception was far beyond cultivation, and this subtle voice was still captured by him.

But cold sweat was already pouring on his forehead, and he obviously heard the sound coming, but he couldn't identify the direction of the source of the sound, it seemed to be coming from all directions.

What's even more terrifying is that under the crashing waves on the shore, this weak voice is so clear that it is not swallowed up by the sound of the waves.

"Who?"

"Who are you?" Seeing that there was no response, Wang Xiao asked.

"Hey...... Grandmother...... A bear, how is it a ...... Red Rank Monk!" A heavy sigh came first, and then a disjointed voice slowly came.

There was despair in his voice, but this series of words seemed to consume all his strength, and for a long time there was only the sound of waves and Wang Xiao's rapid breathing.

Wang Xiao stood motionless, the other party actually saw his cultivation so casually, and the key was that he had not had any contact with himself, which made Wang Xiao moved and frightened.

"Senior, who are you?" swallowed his saliva, Wang Xiao plucked up the courage to ask.

"Hey, boy, are you from the dragon clan?" seemed to have discovered something, and the other party was instantly resurrected.

"Dragon Clan?" Wang Xiao was shocked.

"Haha...... Cough...... Cough" a happy laugh came, which lasted for a moment before being interrupted by a violent cough, "Haha, I didn't expect that my Shura Dragon King would be able to meet the descendants of my dragon clan." ”

"Shura Dragon King!" these four words reached Wang Xiao's ears, as deafening as thunder.

Dragon King...... A living dragon king, an existence comparable to an immortal, actually appeared here.

"Little doll, open your ears and listen. ”

Before Wang Xiao was given time to react, a short and esoteric mantra came into his ears, and the mantra of hundreds of words seemed to have demonic nature, which was directly imprinted in Wang Xiao's mind, and it was impossible to forget it.

"Haha, the secret method of the dragon clan will not be lost in my hands, cough ...... Ahem......"

Wang Xiao had a lot of doubts, but his mind was completely attracted by this exercise, and he found that it was a terrifying secret method.

"Tenryuyin!"

Dare to name it after the word Tian, and the person who creates such exercises is by no means idle.

After the secret method was imprinted in Wang Xiao's mind, it changed and regenerated, and the phantom of a five-clawed golden dragon appeared, extremely powerful, sacrosanct, fluttering beard, spreading golden scales, and his demeanor was arrogant.

The most dazzling thing is the pair of dazzling golden pupils, the emperor's aura is so powerful that it is impossible to force people.

Wang Xiao's eyes changed accordingly, and he actually gave birth to a pair of golden pupils that were no different from those of the divine dragon.

After the divine dragon appeared, it let out a long groan, as if he felt the sound of the ancient origin, Wang Xiao's soul shook with it, and the whole person was involuntary and difficult to move.

At this moment, he seemed to feel that the origin of heaven and earth was in front of him, and the breath of desolation was rushing towards him, like real and illusory, like virtual and real.

In the end, Long Yin fit with his soul and resonated, Long Sanren woke up, and Wang Xiao was shocked.

It turns out that it is not limited to the mouth and tongue, not limited to the nasal cavity, not limited to the lower abdomen, and the body can make sounds everywhere.

The stomach, shoulders, knees, and even the feet can all be pronounced.

"Little doll, you take a good look at it first, I will pass on this dragon secret method to you today. When the words fell, Wang Xiao's eyes darkened, and he felt that he had come to a darkness.

Suddenly, lightning flashed and thundered, and the vague figure of the Shura Dragon King appeared, only to see him condense his qi and bow his body, looking like a divine dragon stretching in the sky.

Between inhaling and exhaling, a loud roar was heard.

The sound of the dragon bursts out!

The hurricane suddenly rose and the sound waves exploded, and it can be clearly seen that the ripples of the sound waves oscillating in circles centered on the Shura Dragon King, emitting concentric circles.

For a moment, the mountains and rivers shook, and the entire space seemed to be about to collapse.

The rapid and violent shock of the heavenly dragon sound, which contained an incomparably fierce offensive, the artistic conception of destruction and killing was pervasive, and the undoubted judgment burst out from the Shura Dragon King, making people's souls tremble uncontrollably.