The strange thunder containing the breath of death slammed on the top of Dragon Mountain, and the image of the war dragon with its wings stretched out appeared between heaven and earth, and the ripples of death were like ripples.

The ripples of death like essence penetrated through his body, and Lin Tian felt cold through his body, which seemed to be a spiritual fluctuation, shaking the sea of soul consciousness, calling for the dragon soul soul that had been extinguished for ten thousand years in the battle dragon mound heaven and earth.

"Roar! roar......"

One after another, the dragon roar echoed in the Heaven and Earth of the Battle Dragon Mound, and some huge dragon bones that had died for countless thousands of years stood up, their empty eyes flashing with scarlet blood, and they raised their heads to the sky and let out a deafening roar.

Under the mysterious spiritual fluctuations and ripples of Longshan, the dead Wanlong was resurrected!

Rumble!

The silver-white pillar of light that rose to the sky in the eight directions of heaven and earth burst open, revealing eight thousands of war dragon phantoms, echoing the war dragon phantom in the sky high above the top of the dragon mountain.

In the next moment, the nine thousand zhang war dragon phantoms shattered at the same time, turning into silver-white points of light in the sky, converging towards the high sky of the top of the dragon mountain, forming a 10,000-zhang silver-white giant cocoon, revealing surging life breath fluctuations.

After the huge momentum, the world of the dragon mound returned to the dead silence of the past, and the shocking scene just now seemed to be only seen by Lin Tian, and the eyes of the sky penetrated through the Vientiane Tianluo, he looked at the silver-white giant cocoon in the sky of the dragon mountain, he seemed to see a pair of eyes, it was a pair of very beautiful red pupils, some bewitching, some indifferent......

Suddenly, those red pupils also looked at Lin Tian, their eyes revealing a faint curiosity, and they called softly.

The dazzling look disappeared, everyone regained their vision, and when they saw the silver-white giant cocoon in the sky of Nalong Mountain, everyone was full of deep shock, especially when they felt the surging vitality exuded from the giant cocoon, and some well-informed seniors even changed their faces.

The Battle Dragon Tomb is the burial place of the Ten Thousand Dragons of the War Dragon Clan, and there is actually life in this dead and silent world, what does this mean?

"Ten Thousand Dragons Essence Contains Living Beings?!"

"Could it be that a powerful true dragon will be born?"

"Ten thousand dragon essences gather, the life contained in that giant cocoon, could it be an incomparably powerful war dragon?"

"The powerful war dragon that has been extinct for tens of thousands of years is about to come to heaven and earth again?"

The monks of all forces discussed a lot, and everyone rushed towards the direction of Longshan as fast as possible, the birth of the war dragon, although their cultivation could not be subdued, even if they witnessed this legendary scene, it was enough to have no regrets for a lifetime.

The world where the battle dragon mound is located is a small thousand worlds opened up by the nine war dragon kings in ancient times with supreme dragon power, and the people who are still alive now know that the war dragon bones cannot be moved, and the rest of the people gather together and move in the direction of Dragon Mountain.

Passing through the barren area full of dust, everyone entered a desert where the wind swept up the yellow sand to cover the sky and the sun, and the sand and gravel brought up by the fierce wind blew on the body, even with the strength of Lin Tianwu's body, he felt a slight tingling.

As soon as he walked into this desert, the gray robe on his body was pierced by the sand and gravel, and there was a slight stinging pain in his body, but it was very subtle.

The rest of the cultivators of all forces have put up the shield of true qi, except for the masters of the true self realm who can block the sand and gravel blown by the wind with their martial bodies, some of the monks who are unprepared and whose martial bodies are not strong are even more scarred and almost die in the wind and sand.

Walking this desert, what Lin Tian didn't expect was that he didn't know which force made the first move, and there was another bloody storm between the various forces.

With the forces of the Middle Earth Lin Clan and the Huang Clan being the first to act, the battle between the monks of the two sides affected the disciples of the Heavenly Fire Sword Sect, and then the Buddha Sect was also involved, and no one could be spared.

"Poof!"

Splitting the head of a disciple of the Heavenly Fire Sword Sect who was hiding in the sand and planning to sneak attack him, the Great Demon Purple Thunder True Qi rose from his body like a demonic flame, so that the blood did not splash on his body in the slightest.

A stream of true qi burst out, shaking the headless corpse away, and at the same time, the palm knife swung to shatter the spirit sword that the opponent had stabbed, and the corpse was pierced into a sieve in the flying sand, and blood gushed out, staining the yellow sand red.

At the same time, several disciples of the Heavenly Fire Sword Sect nearby discovered that Lin Tian had killed the monks of his own forces, and the six cultivators of the Five Heavens who had passed through the Five Heavens outflanked him left and right, and used the sword technique to control the spirit sword and bombard him.

With no expression on his face, no joy or sorrow in his heart, Lin Tian never resisted killing, if he wanted to gain a foothold in this vast cultivation world, killing and fighting were the eternal themes.

A pair of palm swords were comparable to divine weapons, the ninety-nine to one powerful martial arts body tore and shattered everything in front of him, and the continuous crisp sound echoed in the yellow sand of the wind hunting, Lin Tian's figure was as fast as lightning, breaking the six spirit swords, and with a wave of his hand, an incomparable purple thunder sword swept out, slashing the six Heavenly Fire Sword Sect disciples who had mastered the Five Heavens Realm on the spot.

The Great Demon Purple Thunder True Qi wrapped around his body, Lin Tian strode towards the depths of the desert, along the way, he did not take the initiative to fight, but whenever someone made a move on him, he would kill mercilessly, leaving no mercy.

As they gradually entered the depths of the desert, the fighting of various forces became more and more fierce, and the masters of the True Self Realm dominated the entire battlefield, and the monks of the Tongzhi Realm, except for a very small number of masters who had reached the Nine Heavens, were almost dead.

The battle gradually escalated, and the powerful Buddha Sect also began to have casualties, and under the command of the Yunkong monk, the disciples of the Buddha Sect withdrew from the desert one after another, giving up their plan to go to Longshan.

With the two Nirvana-level powerhouses of Enlightenment and Fa, the Buddha Sect does not need to enter too many people at all, and the Buddha Sect is not willing to fight for the life and death of its own disciples as to whether there is any chance near Nalong Mountain.

From this point of view, Buddhism is still more protective and protective of its own disciples.

Originally, Yunkong and Yunfan asked Lin Tian to leave with them, but Lin Tian refused, in the silver-white giant cocoon above Longshan, he still remembered the beautiful red eyes, and the life contained in the giant cocoon seemed to call him.

"Boom!"

The earth trembled violently, the yellow sand suddenly rose, and the fierce wind whistled past, causing everyone to raise their hands to block and release the shield.

Accompanied by the roar of the earth-shattering beast, a huge figure blocked in front of everyone, the hideous and terrifying dragon head, the bone spurs that rose from the countdown, the body was like a centipede, more than two hundred meters long, and the whole body flashed with an earthy yellow halo, revealing a vast and surging earthy power breath.

"It's an earth dragon! There's a living dragon here!"

Seeing the image of this terrifying beast shadow, there was an exclamation from the crowd, the legendary earth dragon, able to escape the land, although it is the most humble among the races with the descendants of the dragon's bloodline, it has inherited the power of the dragon's bloodline, and its strength is also extremely powerful.

"Roar!"

The earth dragon let out a piercing roar, and the entire desert shook suddenly, forming a huge sand depression, and the monks of all forces did not reach the Nirvana-level cultivation that could fly in the sky, and their bodies were uncontrollably swept into the sand flow and buried, and there were no bones left.

In the blink of an eye, nearly a hundred people screamed and were buried, and the magic tricks in the hands of the three True Self Ninefold Heavenly Cultivators on the side of the Heavenly Fire Sword Sect were pulled, and the spirit sword turned into five or six meters long and more than half a meter wide, and then stepped on the giant sword that rose from the flames, and it actually flew directly with the sword, getting rid of the seal of the sand trap.

The art of the sword, which can make the spirit sword attack from a long distance, and even be able to fly with the sword at a higher level, thousands of miles in an instant, this is the unique magic power of the monks of the Eastern Realm.

Ordinary monks who want to fly in the sky need to reach the Nirvana realm and comprehend the power of heaven and earth in order to get rid of the shackles of space and fly, but for the monks of the Eastern Realm, reaching the Nine Heavens of the True Self and using the art of the sword, they can fly into the sky, which has to be said to be a powerful advantage.

The yellow sand floated, Lin Tian walked indifferently on the yellow sand, but although the footwork was subtle, it couldn't last too long, and the yellow sand was getting bigger and bigger, and he gradually couldn't hold on.

"Roar!" "Roar......"

Two loud dragon roars sounded, and a master of the Lin clan appeared under the feet of the thunder dragon, actually stepping on the head of the thunder dragon illusion and rising to the sky, the condensed thunder dragon martial intent was like substance, vivid, and the end was wonderful.

Like him, another dragon roar came out from the feet of one of the masters of the Huang clan, stepping on the dragon head of the green dragon and flying into the sky.

The Lin and Huang clans of Middle-earth inherited the bloodline of the ancient dragons, and with the cultivation of the Nine Heavens Realm of the True Self, they were actually able to control the dragon vein martial intent to fly in the sky, which was really amazing.

"It turned out to be a king-level dragon vein, no wonder ......" A master of the Heavenly Fire Sword Sect stepped on the flame giant sword, and his expression suddenly realized.

The masters of the Lin Clan and the Huang Clan snorted coldly, ignoring the masters of the Heavenly Fire Sword Sect, the five of them raised their eyes and looked at the desert below, only to see that those monks who could not fly in the sky could not escape the fate of being submerged in the yellow sand in the end, although they tried their best to move with their bodies.

"Roar!"

At this moment, the huge body of the earth dragon let out a roar again, and the sand depression floated even more violently, and in desperation, the blood lotus platform emerged under his feet, carrying Lin Tian to the sky.