A mountain, standing on top of the broken mountains and rivers, the army of millions pressed the border, and the black pressure made people breathless.

In the 37,900 years of the Dragon Emperor's calendar, the rebels broke through the 3,000 Dao Prefectures, and the True Dragon Realm was respected by all ethnic groups.

This also announced the complete collapse of the True Dragon Clan's nearly 40,000-year-long rule.

The name of that mountain is called: Longyuan Mountain, it is the ancestral court of the True Dragon Realm, in this battle that subverted the entire Three Thousand Dao Prefectures, Longyuan Mountain, as the spiritual symbol of the True Dragon Clan, should have been the first to be destroyed, but it was left to the end.

Three thousand Dao Prefectures, hundreds of ethnic groups, and one million elites, stopped at Long Yuan Mountain and did not dare to take a step forward.

On Longyuan Mountain, a young man with a skeletal shape sat cross-legged on the top of Longyuan Mountain, bowed his head and stroked the piano, and said nothing.

This person who was confined to Longyuan Mountain by the True Dragon Clan is now grounding others in front of Longyuan Mountain.

Who would have imagined that a withered young man who was up and down, without a trace of spiritual power fluctuations, and who might even die violently at any time, would actually move the entire Longyuan Mountain to the front of the True Dragon Treasure Palace.

Stop the million rebels at the foot of Longyuan Mountain.

"Dragon Rebellion!"

The young man seemed to hear someone calling him, so he raised his head and looked around, and his eyes, which had been clouded for more than five thousand years, were now extremely clear.

There seemed to be a demon with six wings in the sky of Longyuan Mountain who was holding a battle and pointed at him and laughed.

It seems to be a lively woman with a fire phoenix behind her, stretching out her hand towards herself, blushing with shame.

"I've kept you waiting."

Long Reverse gently twisted the strings with his fingers, and with a crisp sound, the sky was full of clouds and mist.

"Don't complain, it's forbidden for you to talk nonsense......"

Another pick, the mountains and rivers shook, and millions of rebels retreated.

Millions of elites retreated because of a mortal!

Long Cheng lowered his head and stroked the piano, not looking at him full of troubles, closing his eyes and caring, just for the people behind him, the people in his heart, silently playing a song,

Retrogression.

Millions of rebels fell into the ice cave, obviously they were walking around Long Yuan Mountain, hiding far away, that Cheng thought, Long Wei actually moved the entire Long Yuan Mountain in front of their army, so that they had to face this "reverse dragon emperor"

A song goes backwards and buries millions of heroes.

In a trance, Long Wei saw the demon who no longer had six wings, sitting cross-legged on a plain, and said softly.

"Get out of you, just slaughtered a few miscellaneous pieces, Lao Tzu cut down all the heads, this has to be regarded as Lao Tzu's victory."

"Taboo ...... Qian Xun's choice is me. ”

The demons were furious.

"Your uncle!"

Long Wei smiled slightly, pressed the vibrating strings with both hands, and then looked at the real dragon realm, his eyes bleeding.

The mountains and rivers are closed.

The True Dragon Realm began to collapse.

In the sky above Longyuan Mountain,

There is a golden dragon with a purple beard and six fingers on the right claw.

There is a fire phoenix, golden and majestic, and the flames glow with a faint blue.

There is a man with six wings, holding a war in his hand, standing up to the sky and the earth.