At this time, the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Dragons, the monument of Ten Thousand Dragons.

The first Fake oil at the end of the enlightenment did not receive the approval of the dragon soul, and then left in a hurry.

Fakyou was worried, it was common sense that the dragon clan in the entire Canglan Continent had long been extinct, and there were only some dragon-like species with very thin bloodlines left, as well as monks like Wanlong disciples, with a little dragon vein.

But why would those true dragon souls be so hostile to themselves?

After the Falk Oil Spirit Body was shattered by the Dragon Soul in the spiritual realm, he hurriedly felt his residence, and this matter was not trivial.

And the second flower butterfly at the end of the enlightenment also did not get the approval of the dragon soul.

Forehead... Of course, she was not recognized, because she devoured all the souls of the dragon kings in that spiritual realm.

It's just that the soul of the phoenix spirit in her body now fell into a deep sleep after devouring the soul of the dragon king, and after waking up again, the flower butterflies will transform again.

It can even directly transform into a congenital immortal fetus.

And the other two Tianjiao also ended their enlightenment soon after, and obtained the third-grade dragon soul and the fifth-grade dragon soul respectively.

Although the quality is not very high, as long as there is a dragon soul, the strength can be greatly improved.

And Long Aotian also ended his enlightenment after that, and the dragon power revealed by his whole body was even stronger.

Now among the six Tianjiao, only Shen Fei is still in the state of enlightenment.

"What kind of dragon soul do you think Senior Brother Chen will obtain?"

"He? I don't feel like he can get the approval of the dragon soul either!

The two Tianjiao, who had obtained the dragon soul, whispered to the side.

Although all the geniuses present here are the geniuses of their respective sects, the geniuses are also divided into three, six, nine and so on, and Shen Fei and Long Aotian are of course the highest ones.

And the two of them are relatively ordinary, but they are only well arranged in the mixed wartime team, so they have the opportunity to participate in the Ten Thousand Dragons Creation Monument.

As a result, they always kept some distance from the other four, intentionally or unintentionally, and the proud people were more likely to feel inferior in their hearts.

But now, Flower Butterflies, Fak Oil, a holy body, and a divine body, but none of them have been recognized by the dragon soul, but he has succeeded in both, and it is inevitable that there will be arrogance in his heart.

"Why do you feel that way?" One of them asked.

Another person pretended to be profound:

"All things in the world, the luck of every living being is limited, some people are poor first and then rich, some people are rich first and then poor, this is luck!"

"Are you saying that their luck has come to an end?"

When a young man next to him heard this, he deliberately lowered his voice, looking a little surprised and excited.

Although the two talked quietly, everyone was a monk, who here was lower in cultivation than them? ... Except for Shen Fei.

"Yuming, shut up!"

-The leader of the elder suddenly stood up and scolded, although it was a reprimand, but this elder saw that his apprentice had obtained the dragon soul, and the other two arrogant had gained nothing, and he was a little gloating in his heart.

But Xue Qingrou was still on the scene, although everyone was an elder, but the strength was not an order of magnitude at all, and for the sake of her face, she still reprimanded the disciple for a few words.

"If you make a little progress, you still have a way to go if you want to catch up with your Senior Brother Chen!"

In the eyes of their older generation, for Shen Fei, their disciples could hardly match him throughout their lives.

And now it is only said that there is still a way to go, and the meaning is self-evident.

They are all old monsters who have lived for thousands of years, and they have seen too many Tianjiao gods, and many of them have been smooth sailing at the beginning, surprising everyone, and finally Jiang Lang is exhausted, and everyone is gone.

The road of cultivating immortals is not how hard and strong it is, but how durable it is!

Xue gently watched the two pairs of master and apprentice sing and harmonize, and smiled indifferently on their beautiful faces.

"Elder Li doesn't have to blame him, it's not easy to have such an understanding of fortune at such a young age."

"It's just a junior, what can I know about the fortune of heaven and earth, it's just a momentary nonsense."

Elder Li turned around, waved his hand, and said disapprovingly.

In fact, I was extremely proud.

Xue gently turned her head and didn't look at him more, her beautiful eyes fell on Chen Yaoyang again, even if she didn't mention the amazing talents of Shen Fei and Hua Yudie, Yu Xuan and Whispering were enough for them to look up.

The frog at the bottom of the well, how to talk about the vastness of the world.

Xue softly raised her teeth and said with a smile:

"The dragon has not been encountered, and it is hidden among the fish and shrimp. The gentleman loses time and surrenders to the villain. It's time, fate, and luck! ”

"However, some people are destined to be born at the peak of the Immortal Palace, and they will compete with the sun and the moon in the coming day and suppress ten thousand

Generation! "

Xue Qingrou was very confident in Shen Fei, and the more she came into contact with him, the more she would find that his talent was terrifying.

The Ten Thousand Dragons Holy Lord on the side did not speak, his eyes also fell on Shen Fei, and he muttered in his heart:

"Hua Yudie has not been recognized by the dragon soul, but this Xue Qingrou is so confident in Shen Fei, is there such a big gap between the two?"

Xue Qingrou is an elder of the Liuli Holy Land, and she must have a deeper understanding of Chen Yaoyang than herself, so it means that she still hasn't seen Shen Fei's true demon!

At this time, the Ten Thousand Dragons Holy Lord couldn't help but sigh, it seemed that it was a very wise choice for Aotian to follow Shen Fei, thousands of years later, I would also hand over the Holy Land to him after thousands of years.

Elder Li snorted softly and did not speak.

He wasn't stupid enough to say cruel words to Xue in person, anyway, looking at Shen Fei's state, it wouldn't be long before the enlightenment was almost over.

Although he couldn't figure out what kind of physique Shen Fei was, in the previous mixed battle, he didn't feel the slightest dragon might, and he didn't even feel the strong qi and blood power of the beast clan.

This kind of thing has nothing to do with the dragon clan at all, and it is basically impossible to obtain the approval of the dragon soul.

Just when everyone was carrying a little smell of gunpowder, Shen Fei's body suddenly burst into golden light,

The dazzling golden light drives the spiritual power, and the brilliant light attracts the attention of many people.

Shen Fei opened his eyes with imperial majesty, and golden runes loomed on the surface of his skin.

Roar!!!

The remnant soul of the ancestral dragon appeared on Shen Fei's body, covering the sky and the sun, and a roar of rage overwhelmed the Quartet.

It was just Shen Fei who was in the foundation building period, and the dragon power he exuded actually made these elders feel uneasy.

And the Ten Thousand Dragons Holy Lord, who has a dragon soul, actually has the urge to kneel down at this moment.

"It's... What exactly is a dragon soul? Could it be the legendary soul of the Dragon Emperor? ”

The face of the Ten Thousand Dragons Holy Lord was very ugly, in front of Shen Fei's dragon soul, he was under tremendous pressure, but he vaguely felt that as long as he knelt down, the pressure would disappear.

After all the Ten Thousand Dragon disciples heard that roar, their faces turned pale with fright, and their bloodlines were suppressed.

The stronger the dragon vein, the stronger the suppression will be.

Bang! Bang!

There was a sonic boom in the sky, and twelve Dao lights and shadows pierced out from the depths of the Ten Thousand Dragons Holy Land and flew towards the Ten Thousand Dragons Creation Monument. Among the twelve rays of light and shadow, each one exuded terrifying power, sweeping over the sky over Ten Thousand Dragons.