"It is rumored that the dragons are very fond of his treasure."

"There are even rumors that if you find another daughter of the dragon clan with the spirit of the ancestral dragon, the combination of the two will give birth to a true descendant of the ancestral dragon and realize the revival of the dragon clan."

"Is there such a thing?

The Buddhas are wonderful, but they don't care much, the dragon clan is weak, and can only be reduced to the blood food of the immortal gods, how can they be transcendent, how can they take such a race to heart.

At the same time, the West Sea Dragon Palace.

A white dragon wakes up from retreat.

"Woohoo! Uncle Long......"

Suddenly, he thought of something, and quickly changed his words, no longer calling himself Uncle Long.

"Benlong is really idle, so he has to go out for a walk!"

"These old guys in the clan are very wide every day, and Benlong is not allowed to call himself Uncle Long! Suffocated to death! ”

"Say what kind of future bullshit I am, did the Dragon Supreme ask my opinion?! Uncle Ben doesn't want to be it!"

The third prince of the Dragon King of the West Sea, the future co-leader of the dragon clan in the world, Ao Lie. A figure dressed in white landed outside Fangcun Mountain.

"I heard that the Buddha Gate is tinkering with something in Fangcun Mountain, Uncle Ben hates bald heads the most, so let's go in and see what is going on."

He was full of nobility and looked extraordinary. But he walked with a swagger and no manners at all.

And if you look closely, there is still a bit of ...... between the eyebrows Wretched.

It is the third prince of the Dragon Palace of the West Sea, Ao Lie.

"I'm the next Olympian! There is actually a ban?!"

"Sure enough, it's definitely funny!

"But this can't be difficult for Uncle Long! As the future master of the dragon clan, Uncle Ben has a hundred ways to get in!"

The little white dragon whimpered.

Since the decline of the dragon clan, it has been under the jurisdiction of the heavenly court, and it has no good impression of Buddhism. In the middle of Buddhism, Garuda, devouring five hundred dragons a day, is ferocious and is the natural nemesis of the dragon clan. The first Arhat descended the dragon, and the Arhat was even more in the name of the dragon, and the fear of them was engraved in the blood of the dragon clan.

When the average dragon clan heard the word Buddhism, it was too late to hide.

Only a stubborn master like Little White Dragon dares to go forward to provoke.

After a while, the little white dragon calmly stepped through the ban. Set foot on the land of Fangcun Mountain.

"The things of the ancestors are just easy to use! It really made me pass through the ban!"

The little white dragon said happily.

The ancestor in his mouth is the ancestor true dragon, the ancestral dragon, who was born by condensing the four elements of heaven and earth and carrying the fortune of the atmosphere.

Not only was he born with a wisp of ancestral dragon qi, but he also obtained many treasures collected by the ancestral dragon in the land of the Four Seas Dragon Clan.

There are inheritance exercises, and there are many treasures, magic weapons, and treasures.

This surprised the Dragon Clan of the Four Seas, and they all regarded him as the hope of the revival of the Dragon Clan.

The Dragon King of the West Sea is even more proud, and often says among the dragon clan: "Wu'er Ao Lie has the posture of the Dragon Emperor!"

The little white dragon wandered aimlessly in the Fangcun Mountain.

He didn't know what Buddhism was planning, and he didn't know where the three-star cave of the oblique moon was.

You can only go by intuition.

There is a stone monument in the eye.

A dojo that doesn't look good.

At first glance, it looks ordinary, no different from those mortal Taoist temples.

But in a trance, outside the dojo, the purple qi was filled with chaotic qi.

The gods are falling, and there is a scene of suppressing the heavens. Let the little white dragon tremble when he sees it.

"Great powers like to be low-key, the more unattractive they are, the easier it is to hide, not to mention that this dojo looks extraordinary, it must be here! This can't be hidden from Uncle Ben!"

"Uncle Ben goes in and walks around to see if there's a chance to wreak havoc! It's really not good, you can still rely on the treasure left by your ancestors to get away. ”

The little white dragon walked towards the stone monument with four forked steps. At the moment of seeing the stele.

There was a roar in his head.

The avenue is like a blue sky, I can't go out alone!

A figure that had swept through the ages appeared in his mind.

Mysterious and majestic, with its back to all beings.

Let out a faint sigh, shocking people's hearts.

Frightened, he erected his armor and subconsciously wanted to escape.

"Stick the idea! Uncle Long has to run away!" The little white dragon whimpered.

Then there was another sound, which made him almost faint.

"Little White Dragon, it took so much effort to come in, why don't you go any further and come and have a look?"

The voice was empty and distant, and the tone was detached, and it sounded directly in the little white dragon's mind.

The little white dragon gritted his teeth.

I secretly said in my heart: "I can't escape anyway, it's better to go in and have a look!"

"The dragon always has a death, or heavier than Mount Tai, or lighter than the feather, Uncle Ben can't be scared to death! Isn't that a joke to be poked in the back?!"

Thinking so, he gritted his teeth and walked towards the dojo.

Walking on that not long path, he was in a state of apprehension.

I don't know what kind of power is sitting here. It is better to pray in your heart than Nagaruda or the Descent of the Dragon.

The more I went inside, the more frightened I became.

This dojo looks unimpressive from the outside, but inside it is unique.

Many wonderful scenes, far better than the ordinary cave heaven blessed land.

Not to mention that the aura is so strong that you don't need to cultivate hard to break through the realm with this aura alone.

Finally, at the end of that road.

The little white dragon saw the "great power of Buddhism"

A detached temperament, with a face as bright as a galaxy. Da Dao is more extraordinary than all the characters he has ever seen.

The Jade Emperor of the Heavenly Court, the World Venerable of Buddhism, will look bleak in front of him.

It's not just a realm, it's hard to ...... Sage?!

"Really..... It's okay to be so strong, how can you even be more handsome than Uncle Long in appearance, woo, God is so unfair. ”

The little white dragon muttered in his heart.

As the first beautiful man recognized by the dragon family.

He hadn't seen anyone more beautiful than him.

Immortals can change in a myriad of ways, but it is useless to change the original appearance.

If there is really anything imperfect, it is that there is a big black dog standing up next to him, wearing a pair of colorful leather pants, with two front paws held in front of his chest, which looks extremely frightened and has a strong sense of disobedience.

Suddenly, the little white dragon thought of something.

Look up again, hair!

The long hair is like a waterfall, and the ancient stars are swirling in it! It's like a universe!

This man is not a great power of Buddhism!

The little white dragon suddenly relaxed.

"Ao Lie meets his seniors!"

The little white dragon put away all his cynicism and said respectfully.

"Just to see my master, not to see the emperor?"

The big black dog spoke.

It's the Howling Dog.

The little white dragon rolled his eyes silently, and said in his heart: "Which green onion are you, Uncle Long, I am the future lord of the dragon clan, you are a pet dog, are you worthy?"

Twilight said lightly: "The old dragon king said that my son has the posture of the dragon emperor when he meets people."

"That's you."

Xiao Bailong nodded hurriedly: "The seniors have won the prize, haha, this ..... Ben Long is a little bit of a loss of qualifications....".

"It's a pity that now only the cultivation of the Golden Immortal is far worse than that ancestral dragon."

"With your cultivation speed, when you really become the Dragon Emperor, I'm afraid it will already be the time when the immeasurable calamity has descended and the era has been shattered."

Twilight shook her head.

The little white dragon was full of black lines, and he was aggrieved in his heart, but he lowered his head and didn't dare to say a word.

I only dared to murmur in my heart: "It's too hurtful for the seniors to speak...... what's wrong with Jin Xian, Jin Xian!" Ben Long is only a few thousand years old, and he is already the number one master of the dragon clan! The future is promising...... The future is promising!"

"No, I'm wrong, you've been targeted by Heavenly Court and Buddhism, you have no chance at all, and you have no hope of becoming the lord of the dragon clan by the end of the era." Twilight suddenly realized, as if she was talking to herself.