Is there really a dragon?!

On the boat of the Dragon Palace Building, everyone was tense in their heartstrings, looking up at a dark dragon with purple smoke rising all over their bodies.

The Jiaolong was originally one grade lower than the real dragon, but in front of him, the fierce Jiaolong genus, there were several originally black scales flashing with brilliant golden light.

This is a dragon that already has a tendency to turn into a dragon??

The pupils of the two Dragon Palace envoys shrank.

They still underestimate this dragon that has been dormant at the bottom of the ancient river for thousands of years.

Not only did he break the ban set by the previous Dragon King, but he even reversed into the main, absorbing the wisps of true dragon qi that remained in the prohibition, and the realm skyrocketed and couldn't even be measured with common sense.

The white-haired old man coughed lightly, his palm slightly open, and an ordinary cane lay across his face.

The end of the crutch gently tapped the ground, and the ripples at the impact caused the golden light on the outer layer of the entire building ship to soar to its peak again.

The dragon opened its bloody mouth, and the purple qi was filled, mixed with the violent water mist around it, forming a purple tornado that connected the heavens and the earth.

In an instant.

The golden light that had been flowing from the building ship plummeted, and the hull of the building ship shook for the first time.

The faint sound of the formation breaking continued to penetrate from the inside of the ship, falling into the ears of the monk who was not low in formation attainment, but it was like a thunderbolt in the sky, and the situation was critical and not optimistic.

The woman on the side of the white-haired old man stepped forward slightly, and at the same time, the other side of the dragon also swept a huge wave of waves.

The churning and rolling tide is like gaining wisdom, and it flows abnormally in the air.

After drawing a pleasing arc, it slammed into the huge dragon filled with purple smoke.

The dragon roared again, and the deafening sound wave spread around the dragon as the center.

People only feel that the eardrum is like acupuncture.

But where the sound waves passed, those flowers, forests, plants and trees turned into powder in an instant, and the breeze blew and turned into powder and flew into the heavens and the earth.

The huge ship creaked, and a golden mist lingered over the entire ship.

Everyone seemed to be swimming in the golden sea.

But it can't be touched, it exists in the ethereal, and it is incomparably mysterious.

The dragon's whiskers fluttered, the snort lingered, and the purple gold flowed, forming a stark contrast with the deep purple that permeated the whole body.

The hearts of the two Dragon Palace envoys were even heavier.

Between the breath of this dragon, there is a wisp of real dragon air circulation, and in the current situation, the already slightly inferior Libra has fallen to the bottom again.

If the Dragon Palace didn't have the abnormality of being here for the first time, the top master standing here now would not be able to stop the attack of the dragon in front of him, which already had a tendency to turn into a dragon.

It's just that why is this dragon suddenly so violent?

even forcibly broke the ban at the expense of damaging the foundation, and made a big move without the slightest intersection, with a strong purpose.

There is some heavenly spirit and earth treasure on the ship that attracts this dragon, and it must be taken for himself.

Or rather, someone on this ship inadvertently angered this tyrannical dragon.

The two envoys of the Dragon Palace glanced around, sweeping over the faces of the sect leaders and wealthy family heads from the three states.

In the end, he stayed on the comfortable Qishan Sect Master, his eyes paused, and then he shook his head, vetoing the thoughts that came to his heart.

The white-haired old man coughed again, his eyes fell on a part of the building boat, his expression was both angry and a little funny, and said: "A little saint who can attract the atmosphere of a saint actually does such a thing in order to provoke this dragon? ”

Squatting on the ground, the man holding the iron sword in his hand said: "The dragon has existed in the ancient river for about 10 million years, and the qi veins of the ancient river have already been connected with the dragon. ”

The woman frowned, staring in the direction of the building, as if she didn't quite understand why a saint who was rare in a thousand years would make such a move.

Jiaolong's purple-gold eyes turned slightly, and he did not look at the three people standing on the building boat, but stayed at the edge of a building boat.

I just saw Yang Yi lifting his pants happily and looking at Jiaolong's eyes with disdain.

The huge Jiaolong that covers the sky and the sun and Yang Yi, whose body is like a grain of rice, form a stark contrast between the heaven and the earth.

The purple flow that lingered up and down the dragon's body froze in an instant, and its huge body suddenly twisted in an arc in the air.

Yang Yi's front door seemed to be hit by a heavy hammer, and the messy air flow caused Yang Yi's body to sink in, and the entire side of the giant ship was like a piece of broken porcelain, and cracks spread from the depression.

The entire ship shifted to one side.

A huge wave swept up and engulfed the bank of the ancient river on one side.

The power of the envelope was huge, and all the houses in the bank within a radius of thousands of miles were destroyed, and even some houses that were visible to the naked eye were thrown down by this wave and turned into ruins.

The wreckage reunited with the rushing river into the ancient river.

The ship protection formation of the huge building ship of the Dragon Palace was broken.

Another building boat that had just sailed into the ancient river was protected by the ship protection formation, and the turbulent waves did not deter the hull of the building boat in the slightest.

At the front of the ship, there are two people looking at the image of heaven and earth in front of them.

The sleeves are fluttering, the breath is steady, and the expression is solemn.

"Has this beast reached this level?" The man of unknown age, whose face was covered by green silk, drooped freely, and let the strong wind in his face envelop his arms and shake with them.

With a mural-like dress and decoration, the wind flutters, and the treacherous demonic aura reveals a different atmosphere from ordinary people.

The person on the side was dressed in plain clothes, and he didn't see any superior demeanor, but he had a bit of the meaning of the second child in the restaurant.

It's just that standing with a master with a strange aura at this time seems a little unusual.

"How?"

The blue-haired man nodded slightly, only to hear a soft snort, and the two figures flew out at the same time, plunging headlong into the churning water of the ancient river.

"Help. ”

Immediately afterwards, the Optimus Pillar formed by the water of two ancient rivers slowly emerged from the river, and the body of the dragon was enveloped with lightning speed.

Immediately, two more columns of water rose from the river like dead trees in spring, and smashed towards the dragon's head.

The dragon's body trembled suddenly, and the turbulent water column that wrapped around it exploded.

The figure flew towards the air, and flew into a layer of clouds and mist formed by water vapor, faintly churning, and purple qi lingered, like a real dragon in the world.

Everyone on the ship swept out, and after dodging a round of impact, no one took the lead, but waited for the Dragon Palace to deal with it.

There is no way, this feast Dragon Palace is the guest of honor, if the guest of honor is incompetent in the event of something but let the guests calm down, I believe that the reputation of the Dragon Palace for many years will be in vain at this time.

Many people looked at the smoky depression, just wrapped in an invisible black fog, unable to see what was really going on there.

It's just obvious that I can feel that the purpose of the dragon seems to have been achieved.

The old man in white swept into the air in one step.

The lake under his feet slowly rose, and the figure of the old man in white rose to a height again.

Followed by a blue-haired man with a face covering his face who was slowly lifted by the water column from the water, and a middle-aged man dressed like a shopkeeper's junior.

The old man in white coughed and said, "Let go of the past grievances first, this dragon can't take half a step out of the ancient river, at least before the dragon king arrives, and strive not to let this beast leave this world for half a step.

The blue-haired man nodded and did not speak.

The man on the other side smiled slightly, his hands were clenched, and the qi in his body was instantly condensed into two fists, and he was actually a pure martial artist.

Or a pure martial artist of the demon clan!

Everyone focused their eyes on the Sect Master of Qishan for a while, wanting to see a trace of expression judging the situation on the face of the Sect Master of Qishan.

found that this person was still light and light, and he didn't even look at the dragon above his head, and even happily buttoned his toes, doing nothing, which made people's hearts tickle.

The next moment, the afterglow suddenly skimmed to the top floor of the attic, and two figures turned into rainbow light, and at the same time swept towards the clouds and mist with dragons lurking in mid-air.

The rolling aura is restless.

The collision between the Dragon Palace and this dragon after many years kicked off again.