As far as the eye can see, it is a desolate scene, which is the real ancient battlefield.

Above the sky, a black dragon kept circling, a mouthful of flames, countless people on both sides of the war below died because of this, those who passed away were not weak in cultivation, at least not the current Cang Dusk Luo Feng can understand, their spirit gradually flew into the sky, was frozen in an instant, and disappeared without a trace.

The cultivation of the blue dragon seemed to be one step closer, perhaps it was the result of absorbing the divine spirit, enjoying such a wonderful process, it seemed to be a little endless, and continued to spit out flames, like black flames from the starry sky, no one could stop it.

A blue light appeared in an instant, blocking in front of Hei Yan, but in an instant, Hei Yan was swallowed by the blue light.

Cang Dusk Luofeng touched his chest, there was the Netherworld Cold, and the blue light in the sky was also Netherworld Cold, so he was a little surprised.

An old man like an immortal suddenly appeared, and the Netherworld Falling Cold disappeared and came into his hands.

"Old man, you have to be nosy, I'll swallow you together. The black dragon showed faint disdain, more just jealousy.

"Oh, your little dragon is quite interesting, it just so happened that my daughter was born, and I was worried that I didn't have anything to dowry, and I didn't have anything to pay attention to, so you just barely wanted to be my son-in-law's spiritual pet!" That old man was the Lingxu Holy Emperor, and in the face of the black dragon comparable to the Holy Emperor Realm, it seemed to be joking, without the slightest atmosphere like facing a great enemy.

"Hmph!" The black dragon didn't say much, a man and a beast fought in an instant, and the sky changed, I am afraid that a small wisp of breath emanating from that battlefield can destroy an inferior empire, such as the Tianchen Empire.

After the two fought for a day and a night, it finally ended in the defeat of the black dragon, and the Netherworld Falling Cold turned into a cage, enveloping the black dragon, and the black dragon with a body of dozens of feet became smaller and smaller, even only the size of a finger.

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Twilight Luofeng returned to the space at the bottom of the pool, very surprised, the Netherworld Falling Cold entered the strange pattern, and then, in the wall, the dragon gradually moved, rolling on the wall, and the iron chain of its four claws was no longer there.

"Is there also a space inside this wall, specifically blocking this octagonal ice spirit python, how powerful the cultivation is required, I'm afraid it can only be done when it reaches the realm of the master!"

The dragon in the wall, its eyes were blazing, and its eyes were like two open flames, which looked extremely terrifying, but it could not hide the joy it showed.

It seemed impatient, and after stretching its body slightly in the wall, it slammed into the wall and tried to get out.

Strangely, the dragon passed through the wall as if it were nothing, as if the wall didn't exist at all.

Cang Dusk Luofeng was startled, and the Netherworld Falling Cold returned to his body, he was already standing in front of the wall, and a behemoth rushed out, how could he not be surprised.

A coercion that seemed to come from ancient times suddenly came.

Cang Luofeng couldn't bear it anymore, and fell to the ground, a wisp of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and his face was slightly pale.

His expression was very rich, and it was more of a shock.

Because, above his head, the octagonal ice spirit python stood quietly, looking at him indifferently with the style of a king.

"Boy, although this dragon is suave and the jade tree is in the wind, don't be so surprised! If you are seen by others, you will think that you are looking at a monster!" It saw the shock in Cang Luofeng's eyes, and his tone was slightly teasing.

His expression was not fake, he was genuinely frightened.

Because, above it is not the dragon in the wall just now.

This is a dragon, presumably the same will not be the case with the maple of the cangluo.

The point is, this thing is just ugly!

Also the jade tree is in the wind, and it is suave?

I want to vomit just thinking about it!

This is indeed the dragon, the octagonal ice python to be exact.

Maybe it's because it has been suppressed for many years and has been beaten back to its original form, and the octagonal ice spirit python at this moment, let alone a dragon, no one believes it.

Cang Twilight Maple sums it up in three words.

Small again!

Thick again!

Fat again!

The long one is also extremely disgusting.

"You...... You're the dragon!" Cang Luofeng swallowed in shock, it was really hard to accept.

It was as if I was seeing a dragon for the first time, and I was very excited.

"That's right, this emperor is indeed it!" The octagonal ice spirit snake looked arrogant, and his tone was not so ruthless, perhaps it was born with nobility, showing it, extremely proud.

Seeing that it was so small, there was nothing but disgusting, so he stood up and touched the blood from the corner of his mouth.

"It's not like it!" he looked at the snake in front of him carefully, and let out his own emotion.

"What did you say?" the octagonal ice python said slightly angrily when he heard him question

Cang Twilight Luofeng knew that he was going to quibble, and the Netherworld Falling Cold in his right hand quietly appeared, turning into a thin mirror made of water.

For some reason, it had an instinctive fear of the Netherworld, and when it saw the Netherworld Cold, it hurriedly avoided it, and after a while, it knew that it was no longer a threat to itself, so it stretched out its fat head and looked at the ice realm made of Netherworld Cold.

"How can this be? Could it be that cultivation has been suppressed?

"Ah, old man Lingxu, I want to fight with you, my handsome face, my handsome body!"

It's a little frenzied, and it's tumbling in the air.

Seeing that it could fly in the sky without using spiritual power, Cang Luofeng sighed a little.

"I rescued you, take me out!" However, it is not here to make it crazy at this moment, Cang Luofeng hurriedly said.

"I wanted to spare your life, but I don't know whether to live or die!" The little snake stopped rolling, and looked at the twilight and maple without the slightest expression, as if it was looking at a dead person, and said.

The coercion that had disappeared quietly emerged, even if there was no tragic situation just now, but he took a few steps back one after another, and only then did he stabilize his figure, I didn't expect it to say this.

Netherworld Falling Cold didn't know when it came to his hand, turned into a trace of spiritual power, and attacked the little snake, and in his hand, a golden halberd appeared, as if it had always been there.

Cang Dusk Luofeng could sense that the little snake in front of him, even if he didn't have the kind of cultivation he had back then, could be regarded as a fifth-order spirit beast, at least more powerful than his current self, how could he not do his best.

Xingchen Halberd didn't know where he had been left behind, and his strongest means was to rely on the halberd in his hand.

Because, the name of this halberd is called, Holy Heaven!

The little snake sensed the halberd in Cang Luofeng's hand, and was extremely surprised, gradually ignoring the blue spiritual power that attacked it.

Not surprisingly, the little snake was hit by those spiritual powers, and its originally thin body became tattered, and bright red blood continued to flow out, and it fell to the ground in an instant, unable to move.

"This Netherworld Chill can really restrain it!"

"Tell me how to get out!" Cang Luofeng lifted the halberd and pointed at the little snake on the ground, without the slightest politeness.

"Where did this halberd come from!" the octagonal ice snake still looked at the halberd in his hand, and there was a hint of fear in his eyes.

If it's not mistaken, it's the legendary ......!

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