The dragon corpse in the ruins suddenly emitted a dazzling light, enveloping the heavens and the earth.

Even the white clouds in the sky gathered together at this moment, and suddenly seemed to condense into the shape of a dragon.

At a glance, it looks like countless dragons, chasing each other in the void, but full of majesty.

Naturally, this spectacle attracted the attention of countless people, who took photos and posted pictures in the forum.

It's just that 'Wang Qiusheng' doesn't know about these, or even if he knows, he doesn't care.

"Thousands of years of silence..."

"My dragon clan has made great achievements, but they all ended up with no bones."

"But we..."

"He was once the master of heaven and earth."

"Come back..."

"Ryugu."

'Wang Qiusheng''s voice gradually became smaller, looking at the Dao Dao dragon shadow formed by white clouds in the void, as if he was missing something.

Just as the crowd had gradually come back to their senses from this vision...

The phantom of the Immortal Court actually emerged from the void again!

It's like a fairy coming!

For a time, the people's hearts were in turmoil!

It's only been more than a month since the last Immortal Arrival, how could it become so frequent.

Let those blessed ones continue to be strong, and they will not even be deprived of the last living space.

Even the city lords' mansions in the cities took urgent action.

It's just that after a few minutes, they were stunned to find that although the Immortal Court Phantom reappeared, it did not happen as blessed as the previous 'Immortal Arrival'.

They subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.

And at this moment...

In front of the 'South Heavenly Gate', on the golden pillars, the hovering dragon corpses continued to shake as if they had come to life.

caused Nantianmen to tremble.

For a while, within the immortal court, the bells kept ringing, trying to suppress all this.

Meanwhile.

Lingshan Mountainside.

In a golden pool, a giant dragon also rose into the sky, roaring in bursts.

On the top of Lingshan Mountain, the sound of Buddha continues, and the golden light is prosperous.

'Wang Qiusheng' stood proudly in the void, looking at this scene, his eyes were full of desolation.

"Deceived our dragon clan for thousands of years..."

"Now, are you still trying to suppress us?"

"I'm a dragon..."

"I'd rather die..."

"Unyielding!"

He laughed self-deprecatingly, his eyes were extremely resolute, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth: "My father and brother were all killed in battle, today..."

"I take the position of the crown prince of the Dragon Palace..."

"Command the Dragons!"

"Homecoming!"

"Recreate the Dragon Palace!"

The voice resounded through the sky.

With the sound falling, in the phantom of the fairy world, the dragons struggled more and more frequently.

In front of the Nantian Gate, several dragon corpses were directly shattered, and the blood mist stained the sky red.

For a while, even the bells in the fairy court were suffocated.

And inside the Lingshan.

Buddha Yin could no longer suppress these angry dragons, and they flew and roared in the void.

Until a simple Buddha shadow appeared, with a look of compassion, raised his giant hand and pressed it downward.

No matter how these dragons resisted, they were eventually pressed inch by inch, towards the dragon pool.

Seeing this scene, 'Wang Qiusheng's eyes were blood-red, his expression was hideous, he clenched his fists tightly, and his breathing was extremely heavy.

He almost trembled, looked into the void, and let out a terrible cry.

"Boy..."

"Boy, please... Elders..."

"To die..."

"Summoning the return of the Dragon Palace with death..."

"I'm a dragon, I'd rather die... Not a slave!! ”

The last sentence, he almost shouted.

Within the fairy realm.

The struggling dragons were stunned for a moment, but soon, they turned their heads very tacitly and looked into the void, as if they were looking at 'Wang Qiusheng' from afar.

The next moment...

The dragon groans constantly!

There's anger, there's freedom...

But on the contrary, there are no regrets.

A pale cyan dragon's eyebrows suddenly lit up with a strong light, and the dragon ball shattered.

It's like an introduction...

The dragons' flesh shattered almost simultaneously, blood spraying.

Only the Dragon Balls, gathered but not dispersed.

The dragon qi gathered together, as if it was about to penetrate the void and enter the mortal realm.

"The fairy world is coming, and the immortals are blessed..."

"Dragons..."

"Yes!"

"The future of the dragons..."

A series of indistinct voices seemed to sound in the sky.

'Wang Qiusheng's eyes were full of tears, kneeling in the void, watching the dragon qi continue to gather, dissipate, and gather again, and finally tenaciously opened a gap in the prohibition, and connected the little remaining dragon qi to the mortal world.

And after doing all this, the dragons seemed to have lost their last strength, and fell from mid-air, falling back into the dragon pool, never to float again.

For a while, even the soft Buddha voice on the spiritual mountain became much more rapid, as if it was a little angry.

"Congratulations..."

"Clan elders."

"It's just a pity..."

"On my own, in this world, how to recover the dragon clan."

"All I want is..."

"Kill one person, avenge my dragon clan."

'Wang Qiusheng's eyes were filled with surging hatred, and he kowtowed deeply in the direction of the fairy world.

The phantom of the fairy world slowly dispersed.

The sky is blue again.

Only the dragon qi visible to the naked eye turned into a streamer, rushed to the north, came to the front of 'Wang Qiusheng', circled around Wang Qiusheng a few times, and finally fell into the snow below.

The earth shakes and the mountains shake!

Even in Canglong City, dozens of miles away, the buildings were constantly shaking, as if an earthquake had occurred.

Several other snow-capped mountains on this snowfield had avalanches at the same time.

Heavy snow collapsed.

It's like covering the entire snowfield.

'Wang Qiusheng' slowly got up from the void, put his hands behind his back, and looked at the snow under his feet, his expression was cold and expressionless.

As the minutes passed, the magnitude of the earth tremors became more and more obvious.

Just when the seismic intensity reaches a certain threshold...

The ground cracked suddenly, and began to slope gently, falling backwards.

In just half a minute, a rift was formed.

The crack is like an abyss, with no end in sight.

The snow poured into the cracks in a frenzy.

The whole process lasted for half a day, but the abyss still did not appear to be filled in the slightest, but the ground under the snow was gradually exposed.

No dirt...

There are no rocks...

Yes, just a thick layer of ice.

Through the ice, you can vaguely see a number of magnificent and quaint buildings, buried in this ice.

'Wang Qiusheng' slowly fell to the ground, looking at the ice with a look of remembrance.

"Back then..."

"You say, 'We're going to endure.'"

"I've endured it for a hundred years, a thousand years..."

"But they still haven't let us go."

"We are dragons..."

"Dragon... It is a natural tonic. ”

"Perhaps, you are right, the moment I rushed out of the Dragon Palace..."

"Everything... It's all over. ”

"I have been frozen for thousands of years, and the Dragon Palace has been buried, completely becoming history."

'Wang Qiusheng' sat on the ice, gently touching the ice surface, and muttering.