The moonlight shone through the dense and tumbling clouds, turning the outer layer of the clouds gray.

The power of this moon passed through the clouds, blended into the wind and rain, and incorporated into the Siyu God Monument.

Chen Jing rushed up against the toppled mountain, and the water rhyme and brilliance on the Si Yu God Monument hung down, forming a river wave color, and the wind, rain and moonlight blended into it and became a river wave. Chen Jing, who was in the middle of the river waves, threw the Lost Sky Sword in his hand into the sky, turning into a white light, and there was gold in the white light, which flashed around the Siyu Divine Monument.

Like a match, the pale Dao Meaning Talisman where it passed was cut and crushed by the sword light.

Chen Jing clearly sensed that when the sword slashed through the pieces of Dao Meaning Talisman, the sound of the golden stone being cut came out, and some sounds such as rotten wood being cut and the sound of the wind being cut continuously.

When the dark clouds completely shrouded this mountain, it had already rained heavily within a hundred miles, a hundred miles away, the rain was relatively lighter, and the more outward it was, it was drizzling, and the river in front of Xiuchun Bay had risen a lot, and the people who sacrificed were still there.

Their sacrifices are very solemn and are divided into batches, so they are extraordinarily long.

When Chen Jing stepped on the outermost mountain of the Kunlun Mountains facing the Jing River, he had been pressing and suppressing his mood and also had a feeling of drawing his sword and looking around to see the mountains.

Kunlun, which has never been able to appear on the top of Kunlun Mountain, is shrouded in dark clouds, and above this mountain, lightning and thunder, wind, and torrential rain are unscrupulously vented. What makes people feel strange is that under the dark clouds of wind and rain, there is actually a piece of moonlight shining on Chen Jing and them.

Chen Jing raised his eyes and saw a pair of stunned eyes, some hostile, some scrutinized, some looked up, Chen Jing didn't care.

The dark clouds in the sky are like gathering thousands of miles of water vapor nearby, and it is like the water of the entire Jing River is already in the sky, pouring towards the Kunlun Mountains, and under the moonlight, it forms a gray and white, like the Tianhe River toppling.

At this moment, the earrings on Chen Jing's ears suddenly emitted a dazzling white light, and then flew up, a small white dragon swam in the wind and rain, and its body grew a little longer with each flip, and at the same time, the shining light on its body became more and more intense.

In the wind and rain, the little white dragon kept twisting and turning, heading towards the nine heavens, and in a blink of an eye, the little white dragon that was only a finger thick had grown to more than a zhang long.

Two, three, and four.

Rushing into the dark clouds, the dark clouds churned, and the white scale armor could be seen exposed outside the dark clouds from time to time, and the head could not be seen, and the body could not be seen. A dragon roar came from the dark clouds, and the wind and rain became more urgent in the dragon's roar, and the dark clouds became thicker and thicker.

"True Dragon Body."

There is an exclamation.

Chen Jing looked up and felt the increasingly heavy dragon power, and instantly understood in his heart that it must be the imprint in the dragon well that played a role, and now he can be sure that the little white dragon went to the East China Sea for that imprint.

Suddenly, Chen Jing's face changed slightly, and he was retracted by Si Yushen and flew up and threw himself into the dark clouds.

In the black clouds, a claw suddenly reached out and grabbed the Si Yu God Monument, the Si Yu God Tablet was full of light, just a touch with the white dragon claw, it had already fallen back towards Chen Jing, the speed was very fast, and in a blink of an eye, it had fallen back into Chen Jing's body.

The moment the divine monument entered the body, a large number of words appeared in Chen Jing's heart at the same time.

It was Xiao Bailong's words, and in a flash, he already knew that a large number of words in his chest, which Xiao Bailong explained to Chen Jing.

It turned out that the dragon pattern mark seen in the prison dragon well was really left by the Canglong in the flood era, but in the era of the demon clan, there was a demon god in the East China Sea who sacrificed Si Yu Shen Monument, and the dragon pattern mark was sacrificed to the Si Yu God Monument, but now it can be separated.

Although Chen Jing didn't know very well, and Xiao Bailong didn't say anything, he also knew that it was because Xiao Bailong had completely refined the dragon pattern seal just now, which caused Si Yu Divine Monument to lose control, and in the end, Xiao Bailong completely separated Si Yu Divine Monument from that dragon pattern.

Only then did Chen Jing know that it turned out that this Si Rain God Monument had never been complete.

He already knew something in a thought, and the white dragon in the sky suddenly let out a long roar and rushed into Kunlun Mountain, carrying boundless wind and rain, accompanied by thunder and lightning.

Chen Jing knew what she meant from that roar.

At this time, the Kunlun Mountains were quiet, only the clouds and mist like the sea were there, and the Dao person had disappeared.

The little white dragon rushed down with the wind, rain, thunder and lightning, and compared to the Jiaolong King who was about to turn into a real dragon back then, it had another kind of power.

Back then, the Dragon King was the kind of silent domineering and ferocious, and he rose up step by step by himself. And where the little white dragon passed, although it was also wind and rain howling and thunder shining, but in Chen Jing's feeling, she was more light and mysterious. It wasn't until today that Chen Jing truly understood how powerful the Jiaolong King was back then.

The white dragon rushed into the spiritual sea of Kunlun Mountain, and Chen Jing, who was standing on the top of the outermost mountain, actually disappeared in his eyes.

Kunlun suddenly fell silent, which surprised Chen Jing. He saw that the little white dragon had submerged in Kunlun, and immediately rose up and swooped into Kunlun. The big red shrimp and shells followed, and the moonlight shone in the sky. Chen Jing, who was in Kunlun, only felt that the spiritual power in Kunlun was surging in the direction of the Jing River, like a dam bursting an embankment. Suddenly, Chen Jing had a feeling that this Kunlun was like a pool of stagnant water before, but now it can be regarded as alive.

Just as Chen Jingcai had not gone far into Kunlun, he had already seen a dragon roar coming from the depths of Kunlun's spiritual mist. From a distance, she saw the little white dragon churning, wrapped in wind, rain, thunder and lightning, and the spiritual mist in the mountains also moved with her.

After she truly turned into a dragon, Chen Jing had never seen her real body, and she would always see the head but not the tail, and the body without seeing the claws.

And what she was fighting with was the Linglong Town Demon Tower, and the golden light emitted showed layers of color in the mist in Kunlun Mountain. When Chen Jing approached, the Linglong Town Demon Town suddenly exploded in the void, and a blue light rushed out of the void where the Linglong Town Demon Tower exploded. Qingguang is a living thing, and in just a twist, a turn, and a flip in the void, it has already turned into a green dragon and rushed towards the white dragon.

"That's the Dragon King."

Chen Jing was shocked: "He is really alive, what about Senior Sister!" ”

He thought that his senior sister could also come out, although he felt that it was impossible in his heart, but he still hoped that his senior sister could also rush out of the void like the Dragon King. The body of the Dragon King is cyan, and there is a faint gold floating in the cyan, which is revealed from the inside. In the midst of that twisting and turning, the gold of his body became more and more intense.

He hadn't stopped the process of transforming into a celestial dragon. It's like he hasn't been trapped for so many years, and time seems to be the moment when he rushed into Kunlun back then.

The Jiaolong King rushed towards the little white dragon with his teeth and claws, from the point of view of physical shape, the Jiaolong King is much stronger than the little white dragon, and from the perspective of supernatural powers, the two are almost the same, but from the perspective of internal momentum, the little white dragon is not weaker.

Chen Jing felt that she had not recovered her vitality, or that she had not really recovered her memory.

The little white dragon rose to the sky, the dragon roared and rushed to the night, the dragon king followed, and the wind and rain and thunder in the sky poured out from the domain as if it was torn apart by the void.

In the blink of an eye, the little white dragon and the dragon king had disappeared into the sky. Chen Jing saw that several spiritual lights flashed and rose, closely following the little white dragon and the dragon king, as for how many were left in the dark, Chen Jing did not know.

"When...... While...... When ......"

The bell suddenly sounded in the Kunlun Mountain, one by one longer than the other, the bell spread between heaven and earth, and the spiritual mist in the Kunlun Mountain rose and disappeared in the bell. The mountain slowly became clear, the tip of a mountain can be seen clearly even with the naked eye, only to see that there is a small hall or small pavilion on the top of each mountain, Chen Jing with big red shrimp and shells all fell on the top of the pavilion on the top of a mountain, looking at the most central position of Kunlun, where the bell rings, and where Kunlun's prestigious Jade Void Palace is located.

The power of the moon in the sky is rapidly weakening, if the power of the moon in the past is like a mountain and a sea, vast and infinite, then now the power of the moon is a thin veil, draped over their bodies.

"When...... While...... When ......"

The bells are melodious and long.

Outside the mountain, cranes flew in and circled in Kunlun.

There are also unknown spirit birds flying from all directions, each of them is full of aura, and at a glance you know that it is not an ordinary bird.

In the very center, the fog rises, and finally reveals the top of a Taoist hall, a piece of sunlight climbs the outermost mountain in Kunlun, shines into the Kunlun Mountain, and looks along the sun's rays to see that the light is shining in an independent pavilion, visible on all sides, and the fog shrouds the place that looks like a pavilion, but it can already be seen clearly, only to see a big bell hanging there in the pavilion.

The bell is blue-gray in the mist and sunlight, look carefully, the clock has the sun, moon and stars pattern, there are mountains and rivers, flowers, birds, fish and insects, there are dragons and phoenixes and unicorns in the white clouds.

There are also huge Xuanwen seals engraved on it, which looks simple and mysterious.

Next to the bell, there was a Taoist in an apricot yellow robe, he was facing the direction of the sun, Chen Jing saw at a glance that he was the only Taoist who had ever appeared in Kunlun, and he was the Kunlun descendant who had been opposite to Chen Jing several times but did not say a word.

The sun shone on his forehead, and Chen Jing could see a trace of sweat. The bell struck him with a long, melodious sound, and the sound went straight up and down until nine nights.

"When...... While...... When ......"

Chen Jing listened carefully, and when he heard thirty-six rings, the Taoist was still banging on the bell. Chen Jing secretly said in his heart: "Could it be that this is the opening bell of Kunlun." ”

Just when he thought of this, the palace door of the Jade Void Palace was opened, and two young children in green clothes walked out of it, yawning, each holding a broom in their hands to clean the dust leaves in front of the palace.

And the Taoist was still hitting the bell, and the Taoist clothes on his body were already sweaty, but he still didn't mean to stop, and his expression was focused, as if he was hitting the bell with his life.