The former elder stood in front of them with water ripples, and his body, which was originally a little old, became so majestic and upright at this moment, his hands behind his back, his cloudy eyes narrowed into a slit, and he quietly looked at the sky. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

A very ordinary old man, there was no energy fluctuation on his body, but his appearance suddenly made those demon warriors who wanted to tear up the ripples of water stop their steps.

Do nothing, do nothing, and do nothing.

However, elsewhere they had already begun to fight, and under the battle song, the combat power of the cultivators was raised to the limit, and the demon warriors were weakened to the extreme, and the strength of both sides was pulled to a level.

That's the scary thing about support classes.

The former elder didn't care about the life and death of other people, what he wanted to protect was just Lan Juechen's family, and others were not worthy of his mentorship, and they were not allowed in the underground gladiatorial arena, even if he was in a high position, but he was placed in the underground gladiatorial arena with countless capable people and unfathomable heritage.

The former elder knows his position very well, he can't do anything too out of line, in fact, he is already out of line this time.

But the people he helped were Lan Juechen and his family, so the results he faced would be different.

There is no one who doesn't know that Lan Jiechen is an absolute celebrity in the underground gladiatorial arena, Lan Juechen, Liang Huayu, Reverse Water Cold, Broken Waves, Wu Liang, the five of them are the top of the list, and they are also the young generation of gladiators, and the black butlers want to learn and worship the most.

Lan Jiechen and they have great kindness to Jade Ancestor, one of the top ten founders of the underground gladiatorial arena, who doesn't know who doesn't know, you must know that the spirit clan is a natural god raised by nature, as long as they don't die young, they will definitely break the void and become gods.

However, the fertility of the Spirit Clan is also extremely low, Lan Jiechen successfully saved Zhen Shu and let Zhen Shu give birth to a healthy daughter, which is more than heaven for the Jade Field Chang and for the Jade Ancestor.

The former old man has lived countless years, how can he not know this simple truth, not only because of this reason, but also because of Lan Jiechen's own reasons, and because of the water ripples, and so on.

Lan Juechen must not have anything to do, even if his hole cards are exposed.

"The captain of the underground gladiatorial arena?" said an old voice from the void.

Twenty-three middle-aged men walked out of the void, the bright wings behind them were very eye-catching, and their faces were as heavy as water, and the death of the little prince simply surprised them to the extreme, and they didn't know how to explain to the lord now.

The little prince is one of their lord's favorite sons, gifted, and a young man who can compete for the throne of the god king.

They were careless, and the little prince was careless, they forgot that there were many sons of gods in this fragment of the universe.

Lan Jiechen must die!

Because he is the son of that demon!

Because he killed their little prince!

Because he slew the pitiful Chanter!

......

These twenty-three youths made no secret of their murderous intent towards Lan Juechen.

"In the underground gladiatorial arena, the head of the General Branch of the Winter Ancient Star is advancing. The former elder said lightly.

"Your underground gladiatorial arena has always been neutral and does not participate in the struggle of any force, are you going to make an exception? A young man said indifferently.

"It is true that my underground gladiatorial arena has always been neutral, but that young man is a member of my underground gladiatorial arena, and these women are his family members, and this is my underground gladiatorial arena. The former elder squinted his eyes and replied lightly.

"The people of the underground gladiatorial arena?"

"King?" or Emperor?"

"If you are only the king, it is not enough for you to make a move in the underground gladiatorial arena, even if you are the emperor, you are only half of the people in the underground gladiatorial arena. ”

“......”

The other party questioned.

The old man didn't like the other party being high up and looking down on him from the perspective of a god, which was not asking, but a commanding tone.

"Heh, are you questioning me?" said the former elder coldly, "Are you really afraid that you won't be able to do it in my underground gladiatorial arena?"

"No, no, no, your underground gladiatorial arena will definitely not turn against us because of this man, and you will not turn against us because of your small ancient star jurisdiction, the gains outweigh the losses. A young man said disdainfully.

"Let's not talk about whether our underground gladiatorial arena will completely turn against you, do you mean that we will be eaten?" the corners of the old man's mouth rose slightly, and he sneered.

"Oh, can you still go to heaven with you?"

"Old fellow, you're funny!"

"You're not sick in the head, are you?"

“......”

These young people are indeed qualified to laugh at the elders, because they are all demon warriors who have reached the last step, and their vitality is incomparably vigorous, and they are at their peak.

In their eyes, the former elder is already an old man, a decaying wood, and the former elder belongs to the same realm as them, the former elder is only one person, and there are twenty-three of them, and the overall strength is very different.

"That is, there is no need to talk about it, there is no room for negotiation at all?" said the former elder lightly, without any nervousness.

"Have you ever seen a god negotiate terms with mortals? You really think of yourself as a character, are we talking about negotiating terms with you?"

"Hahaha......"

The demon supernatural powers mocked again.

"Where do you get your confidence?"

When the words fell, the old man's body flashed with golden light, accompanied by a burst of clicking bone friction sound, in the golden light, the old man's figure continued to rise, the edges and corners began to distinct, the old man's body ignited golden fireworks, the essence was viscous, and the gray hair turned into gold threads, gently fluttering with the wind, such as golden waves.

The former elder has become a handsome and extraordinary young man, with a smooth and fair face, revealing an angular cold handsomeness, dark and deep eyes, glowing with charming color, the thick eyebrows, the high nose, and the beautiful lip shape, all exalting nobility and elegance.

The original loose and sloppy underground gladiatorial arena uniform just perfectly set off the dusty temperament of the old man.

"Huh?!" the old man frowned slightly, and he turned his head to look directly at Lan Jiechen. "This guy ......"

The old man seemed to know something, Lan Jiechen trembled gently in the arms of the water ripples at the moment, curled up his body, his body was cold, there was no temperature, and the water ripples hugged him tightly in his arms.

Water Ripples, as Lan Jiechen's Taoist companion, how could he not know what Lan Jiechen was going through now.

Dreams, dreams, and dreams, and the same dream.

The wind was cold, the sky was blowing, the time and space around it began to distort, everything was like an illusion, then darkness, endless darkness, no light could be found, it was so dark that it was frightening, there was a dead silence everywhere, no sound could be heard, emptiness, desolation, silence became the theme of everything.

However, after a while, Lan Jiechen returned to normal, suspended in the air, and he saw a huge screen in front of him.

On the screen, Lan Juechen saw a self at a loss.

"Yes, it was the weird dream I had when I was in the ancient ruins of the Fairy Trail Forest!"

I saw that in the picture of the screen, Lan Juechen seemed to be withdrawn from this world, and he seemed to be excluded from this world. Lan Jiechen was a little flustered, at a loss, he didn't dare to open his eyes, he was afraid that when he opened his eyes, he would see everything disappointed.

He stood motionless in a daze, reciting the ice mantra in his heart, his heart was like stopping water, looking for a glimmer of light, and gradually his flustered heart calmed down, and the impetuous lake was as horizontal as a mirror, and he was not shocked.

A burst of melodious piano sounded, like the murmur of a fairy Buddha, ethereal, like a spring rain, moistening his heart, soothing the depths of his heart, up to the soul.

Lan Jiechen was in the endless darkness, no longer feeling a burst of desolation, coldness, and emptiness, but felt a trace of warmth, warmth, and nostalgia, which is the taste of motherhood, which makes people feel full of security and attachment.

Thinking of his mother, Lan Juechen couldn't help but tremble, now he has two mothers, and they are so doting and loving to him, for fear that he will be hurt in any way.

However, he can't repay them with any practical actions, and now he is so far away from his biological mother, will there be a day when the son wants to raise and can't wait for him?

No! Not at all! Isn't he in the Eternal Imperial Capital? Isn't he in the Middle Earth Dynasty?

When did he come here? Could it be a dream? How did he come back here!

Lan Jiechen pinched his thigh violently, screaming in pain, and then spoke to Ling Xuan, Crying Blood, and Xiaoyu, but the sound was like a stone sinking into the sea, and there was no news.

A little light suddenly appeared, the halo was dim, but it tried to illuminate the darkness around it, and the darkness seemed to be laughing at the inadequacy of the small light spots, and attacked them in groups, intending to destroy this one anomaly.

The little point of light was full of energy, driving away these darkness that looked down on him, his efforts seemed to move some of the darkness, and then his light became brighter and brighter.

Lan Jiechen felt this warm light, he showed a heartfelt smile, and slowly opened his eyes, only to find that everything around him had changed, and he was already in a battlefield.

The sky was full of strange and terrifying monsters, and there were also various races fighting each other, most of them were creatures whose names Lan Jiechen couldn't name. They are extremely strong, with a slight wave of their hands, the sky is dark, the sky is cracking, and with every step, the mountains and rivers are broken, and the rapid water flows backwards.

One army after another, like a torrent of steel, collided with each other, and it was extremely tragic.

"Rush!"

"Kill!"

The sound of the wind, the roar, the roar, the cry, the sound of the armor breaking, the dull sound of the blade entering the body, and even the "rustling" sound of flesh and bone being gnawed, the sound is in the ears and endless, outlining a tragic picture, the battle song is swirling, and the sky is full of gunsmoke.

The blood all over the ground converged into streams, bubbling through the mutilated corpses, converging into rivers and condensing into the sea. I saw a mess in front of me, swords and armor scattered all over the place, the broken battle flags, and several corpses emitting gunsmoke, exuding bursts of bloody aura, choking people's hearts and spleens, and it was disgusting.

The slaughter continued, and suddenly, a true dragon was born, "Roar, roar!" The dragon groaned, the whole world trembled, the mountain collapsed and the ground cracked, and in an instant, one by one, the living life turned into nothing, and the surrounding life instantly burst into a cloud of blood mist, floating in the air, filled with a strong smell of blood.

The corpses on the ground were as if they had been slashed by a thousand knives, and their limbs were torn apart. At the moment of fighting with the enemy, he couldn't tell what a weapon was, his red eyes, blood-red hands, and sharp teeth couldn't wait to tear his face apart.

The brain has long lost its rationality, and it seems to be out of control to satisfy its desire to kill.

The true dragon transformed into a human body, with a dignified body, a dignified appearance, a pair of eyes shooting cold stars, and two curved eyebrows like paint. The chest is broad, with the majesty of ten thousand invincibles, the words are high, and the ambition of thousands of feet is Lingyun.

The heart is ambitious and bold, like a lion descending from the clouds. The bones are strong and the muscles are strong, such as shaking the ground and Pixiu coming to the seat. Like the gods descending into the world, the gods are bright and powerful.

"Now it seems that the most beautiful feeling in the world is the thrill of being able to wipe everything out with your own hands. He smiled gently, but his voice was like a biting cold wind, which made people shudder.

"Roar, roar, roar!"

Suddenly, a bigger war was triggered.

Countless spells splendor the entire heavenly dome was gorgeous, the earth was shattered, and the heavenly dome collapsed for it. Suddenly, a strange but familiar spear slashed across the sky and stuck beside Lan Jiechen.

"Isn't this the Bloody Spear?"

Lan Jiechen stretched out his right hand, wanting to hold it in his hand to observe it carefully, but his right hand was empty again.

Suddenly!

The true dragon who was killing heartily stopped his killing footsteps, and the space swayed, and he came to Lan Jiechen in an instant, his eyes were bright and powerful, and Lan Jiechen looked at him.

The battle lasted for seven days and seven nights, and Lan Jiechen stayed there quietly for seven days and seven nights.

Relying on his own particularity, he searched around, trying to squat to find out who the "child" Wanzhang Zhenlong was talking about?

However, everything was in vain, the battle was over, the "child" still did not appear, Lan Juechen did not believe in evil, and continued to squat here.

And just like that, a month passed.

The land has long been dyed reddish-brown, the blood of billions of lives has stained the whole land red, converging into the sea, unable to solidify, above the sky, a layer of haze shrouded in the sky cannot be dispersed, and the occasional broken branch hangs on the long-unrecognizable limb parts.

The sounds of fighting, shouting, sonorous, and cursing that had filled the place not so long ago were gone, but the silence seemed incomparably hideous, terrifying, unsettling, and the smell was disgusting.

Everything is gone, everything is ......

Lan Jiechen didn't wait for the "child" he wanted to see in the end, could this ten thousand true dragon be able to open his divine eyes, pass through the barrier of time and space, and see through together.

Compared with the last time, Lan Juechen's feelings this time were more profound.

"What the hell is he talking to me?!"

This question was deeply imprinted in Lan Juechen's heart and lingered.

Lan Juechen, who had been staring at the screen, couldn't help but show a frightened look in his heart, as if he had seen something.

"Child?!Yes, the child in the dragon's mouth is me, I am the child!" Lan Juechen shouted in front of the screen. (To be continued.) )