The black hole slowly opened, and in the golden light, like a giant's pupils slowly opened. It's like a demon's big mouth to choose people and desires, and welcome the coming of the existence that is ready to make it doomed.

"The land of trials has been opened, Long Yunzhou, Long Yunxin. From now on, you are no longer my sons and nephews, and those who can enter the Land of Trials are the hope of my dragons. Life and death have a destiny and wealth in the sky, whether you can get out of the land of trials safely, whether you can obtain the great creation, it depends on your own life. Now, enter the Land of Trials. ”

At this moment, the wind and clouds were upside down, and Long Aotian stood on the head of the golden clouds, his long hair stood upside down, his clothes were curled, and he was as majestic as a god.

Long Yunzhou turned around and shook Yun'er's hand tightly, and Yun'er's face showed incomparable remembrance and worry. He looked up at the black hole slowly floating in the air, closed his eyes and nodded fiercely.

She knows Long Yunzhou too well, from childhood to adulthood, as long as it is something that her brother Zhou decides, no one can stop it. She also knew how important this time was to Long Yunzhou, and he wanted to prove it to everyone. The son of Long Batian is definitely not a waste.

If there was anything else that could be done, Yun'er swore that she would be here all the way to Long Yunzhou's return. The sky is old and the mountains are cracking, and she can't shake her original intention.

"Killing people is not a hero, don't forget the original intention of a true hero!" Long Yunzhou let out a long roar, flew towards the black circle in the air, and disappeared into the circle in a blink of an eye.

Long Yunxin gritted his teeth, staring at Long Yunzhou's disappearing back, and suddenly yelled: "If you can do it, I will definitely be able to do it." I'm also a dragon boy, and I will never lose to you. ”

After speaking, under the eyes of Xin Lie and the others, he flew into the air and flew towards the black hole without stopping. When passing by Long Aotian's side, Long Yunxin seemed to see the corners of his father's mouth smiling. It was a smile of pride, a smile of encouragement.

"Father, I will not let you down, for I am your son. At the last moment before entering the black hole, Long Yunxin secretly swore in his heart. If he can't successfully leave the Land of Trials and obtain the position of City Lord, he will not be regarded as a descendant of the Dragon Clan.

At the moment when Long Yunxin's heart had just disappeared, suddenly a red electric light from the west of the Golden Palace went straight towards the black hole. The speed was so fast that no one on the ground let out an exclamation until the man flew near the black hole.

Long Aotian's brows tightened, and the murderous aura spread instantly: "Looking for death, the holy land of my dragon clan, how can anyone who wants to enter it." Get me down!"

Long Aotian waved his right hand, and suddenly a golden light shot out like the brilliance of the sun, and smashed towards the red figure with a whistling sound that swept through the entire Golden Palace.

"Blood Rakshasa!" At the moment when the golden light burst out, a terrible roar came from the red lightning. Suddenly, a huge phantom appeared in the air, and it turned out to be a red ghost figure as high as a hundred feet.

The ghost's whole body exuded a thick smell of blood, and the violent aura spread wildly around it. Like a blood-colored storm, it spread straight in the direction of the black hole, rumbling like a lightning bolt.

In the center of the hundred-zhang red figure, a man dressed in red stood in the air with a vicious smile on the corner of his mouth, and it was Murong Leng.

The phantom of the red giant roared in the sky, waving its big hand, and the sky was filled with blood, and it collided with the golden light thrown out by Long Aotian with a bang. Suddenly, a powerful storm spread out in all directions, and two extremely powerful forces collided in one place.

The red phantom shuddered for a moment, and its body fell back three steps. Blood also flowed from the corners of Long Aotian's mouth, and the golden light rolled back into his hand, and it turned out to be an eyebrow-high golden short stick.

"The dragon clan's infinite stick, it is said that the dragon god used the spine of the clan to build, has the power of the world-opening supernatural power, and it really lives up to its name. If you can block a blow from my Blood Rakshasa, you are the first person. Murong Leng was in the body of the Blood Rakshasa, blood also flowed from the corners of his mouth, and his face was even pale.

But he licked the blood from the corners of his mouth very excitedly, and his eyes burst with sperm staring at Long Aotian.

Long Aotian looked at him coldly and arrogantly, and his golden pupils showed incomparable contempt: "If you look good, you must be a descendant of the blood clan." There are not many blood clans on the Dragon Soul Continent, so it must be called Murong Leng, right?"

Murong Leng raised his head and laughed: "Even the Panlong City Lord knows that I am a little person, it seems that today I am going to drink three jars of fine wine to celebrate my fame." ”

Long Aotian sneered: "The remnants of the blood clan, my Dragon Soul Continent can't tolerate a small existence like you. Thy three jars of fine wine, go to the underworld to find your ancestors to drink. ”

At the end of Long Aotian's last word, his right hand slammed into the air and hurriedly drew a few incomprehensible runes. Suddenly, the infinity stick floating in front of him was shining with golden light, and there was a surging force in it that seemed to want to break through.

Roar! A loud earth-shattering sound came from the infinite stick, and the radius of 10,000 miles was suddenly enveloped by this sound. The red hundred-zhang phantom trembled all over the roar, as if it had encountered the most feared thing in his life.

Many monks under the Golden Hall were even more shocked at this moment, and some people with low cultivation directly sat cross-legged and breathed pranayama. Among them, there were some old monsters with advanced cultivation, and they were all shocked by the roar coming from this infinite stick.

"There's something sealed in this stick, a very terrible thing. ”

"If my guess is correct, it should be a dragon soul. After an ancient dragon was killed, the soul was sealed in the stick. ”

"It's appalling that only the ancestors of the dragon clan can do it to seal the soul of a dragon in such a big way. ”

"In my opinion, this dragon arrogant cultivation is the peak of the late stage of the Illusory Immortal Realm, but with this Infinite Stick and the pure bloodline of the Dragon Clan, it is completely possible to fight with the peak of the late stage of the Illusory Saint Realm, maybe even stronger. This Murong Leng seems to have failed. ”

"Not necessarily, Murong Leng is a descendant of the blood clan. The blood clan appeared in this Dragon Soul Continent with the dragon god, and their strength should not be underestimated. ”

Several old monsters with advanced cultivation got together, sighing at the strength of the dragon clan, and guessing who would win and who would lose in the end in this battle.

Murong Leng was standing in the phantom with a horrified expression that surpassed the sum of all of them, and he bore the brunt of the dragon's roar. He could clearly feel a monstrous unwillingness and anger from the dragon's roar, and he was sure that if the power of the dragon's roar was completely released, then he would be doomed today.

"Blood Rakshasa, divided into three heads and six arms, kill this person for me. Murong Leng didn't dare to hesitate any longer, and with a loud roar, his hands pinched violently, and suddenly a tide of blood poured out of his body, slapping towards the Blood Rakshasa like a wave.

Suddenly, the sound of bones exploding came from the Blood Rakshasa's whole body. The originally hideous head suddenly grew one from each shoulder, and there were also four more hands around the waist. The entire body doubled to more than 200 zhang.

"Long Aotian, let you see the power of my blood clan's secret method Blood Rakshasa today. Murong Leng's face was extremely pale, and his body shrank even more. The two-handed seals changed again and again, and the six arms of the Blood Rakshasa roared fiercely towards Long Aotian with the endless smell of blood.

The clouds in the sky turned red in an instant, and red lightning flashed among them. The moment the six arms fluttered, patches of red clouds followed closely behind, like red waves sweeping the heavens and the earth.

The golden light that Long Aotian was in was constantly swallowed by the red clouds under his rapid hands. But he didn't move, and his face was solemn and he kept writing something on the Wuji stick with his right hand, as if he wanted to break some seal.

"In the name of my dragon god's descendant, the first seal, broken!" a loud bang came from inside the Infinity Stick, and the sound of something breaking came out. The five large golden runes on the Infinity Stick burst into the sky, shining brightly on the Infinity Stick.

Roar............ Again, the earth-shattering sound of the dragon's groan came out, only this time it seemed to be much less restrained. The sound of the dragon's groan was countless times stronger than before, and the red phantom that was rushing was trembling all over its body, and the corner of Murong Leng's mouth was bleeding blood. But he knew that the situation was urgent, so he gritted his teeth and continued to urge the Blood Rakshasa forward.

The golden light in Long Aotian's eyes was like sunlight at this moment, and he roared, and his right hand pointed fiercely at the Blood Rakshasa. The roaring dragon roar inside the Infinite Stick seemed to be excited, and it went straight to the Blood Rakshasa with a bang.

The golden light bloomed, and in the blink of an eye, it obscured the sky. There was only a piece of golden light left in the entire heaven and earth, echoing the golden dome of the dragon clan in the distance. Wherever the Pole passed, an angry dragon roared, and all the red clouds were swallowed up.

With a loud bang, the Infinite Stick rushed into the Blood Rakshasa body. The Blood Rakshasa let out a terrifying roar, and then the golden light in his body shone brightly, as if he had been pierced through the heart by ten thousand arrows, and there was an explosion in the roar, and the majestic blood color rolled towards the heavens and the earth.

Long Aotian also spurted out a mouthful of blood at this time, and his body trembled even more. The force of the shock was really powerful, and even if he controlled the Infinity Stick, he was more or less injured.

At this moment, something happened suddenly. Where the Blood Rakshasa exploded, a red figure fell rapidly. But as soon as the figure fell halfway, it was held up by an even greater force, and that power swept towards Long Aotian again like a storm.

Long Aotian only felt as if a huge mountain was pressing on him, and he couldn't even breathe. It was as if he had been hit hard in the chest, and the whole person flew out upside down without even having a chance to resist, spurting out a mouthful of blood and retreating rapidly.

The figure let out a long roar with Murong Leng and quickly entered the black hole and disappeared.

The tens of thousands of monks below watched this happen, and did not react until it was over, it all happened so fast that they didn't even blink an eye.

"A few old friends, haven't you always wanted to see the true strength of the dragon clan? Now, the opportunity has come!" an old man standing in front of the many monks looked back gloomily and smiled, and as soon as he finished speaking, he stood up and galloped towards the black hole.

Following him, the six Changhongs also moved forward quickly, flying towards the black hole in the sky.