In the Demon Continent, at the moment of Requiem's death, Holy Ancestor Anlan suddenly went crazy and withdrew from the state of retreat, and the terrifying immortal consciousness covered nearly one-tenth of the Demon Continent, searching for the requiem's breath inch by inch.

Requiem is the only clansman in Anlan's clan who inherits his time bloodline, and he values it very much on weekdays, treating him like an heir, and giving countless kinds of talisman spiritual treasures and Dao treasures. How could he have died quietly, and who had killed him?

The demons of the Holy Spirit Continent felt the immortal consciousness that was like a heavenly power, which was terrifying and could not raise any resistance, and they knelt down one after another, not daring to get up, trembling.

It took a long time to explore the entire Demon Continent, and An Lan did not gain anything, and he did not feel any breath of An Requiem at all, as if he had been completely erased from heaven and earth.

An Lan did not give up, and pinched his fingers with the help of the tortoiseshell master's power to calculate, but he couldn't calculate any traces, as if the heavens were blinded. Entering the Yellow Spring River, searching for the remnants of the requiem, there is still no clue.

Could it be that the remnant soul does not enter the Yellow Spring River? Could it be that the peerless immortals of the Canghai Continent will make a move, blinding the heavens and erasing everything, so everything is difficult to calculate and investigate?

Countless ideas came to An Lan's mind, but no matter by any means, they could not be verified.

In the end, An Lan paid a heavy price, urging the way of time and blood in his body to the extreme, and his true body stepped into the long river of time of nothingness, looking for the breath of requiem.

The emperor lived up to his wishes, and when An Lan was seriously injured and gave up, he successfully found the breath of the requiem and successfully brought back a touch of his true spirit.

An Lan withdrew from the long river of time, spit out a mouthful of pale blue, blood lingering with time attributes, and his breath was sluggish.

With the realm of Anlan, if it suffers such a heavy blow, it will not be able to recover its peak state within a hundred years.

The real body stepped into the long river of time and successfully exited, you can imagine the horror of An Lan.

An Lan placed the true spirit of the requiem in the remnant of the tree, and after 7749 days of gestation, the true spirit could evolve into a remnant soul, and at that time, An Lan could resurrect the requiem with supreme supernatural powers.

Resurrection, although it may affect talents, but the Dao heart is stable, and it can also reach the peak. After dealing with the requiem, An Lan fell into deep thought.

Within the long river of time, An Lan sensed an aura that frightened him. It was this breath that successfully killed An Requiem. An Lan wanted to trace his origins, but was injured by the terrifying aura it emanated.

Why is this thing the hidden backhand of the Canghai Continent? Or is it a powerhouse in the fairy world, descending and hiding in secret?

An Lan calculated, but there was nothingness.

Mu Chen has no concept of time in the illusory land, but if he wants to delay time, he will only open a new assessment.

The soul of the third-ranked requiem was devoured, and I don't know what the strength of the other two geniuses in the Demon Continent is?

Mu Chen meditated, and after a while, a half-illusory, half-substantial soul appeared in front of him. Mu Chen's hand reached into this soul and was swept in.

The semi-illusory soul turns into the aurora and merges into the thousands of auroras.

The battle with Requiem was extremely tragic, the vision shattered, and the foundation was damaged, but in the blink of an eye after the battle, all the injuries suffered by Mu Chen were repaired, reaching an absolute peak state.

Wood dust descended on the arena without any changes, vigilantly looking at the demons on the other side. The demon on the other side also frowned, looking at Mu Chen, very vigilant in his heart.

The demon was originally in retreat within the large array of blockades, but the Canghai monk in front of him was able to take it out of the formation and bring it here, which can be imagined to be terrifying.

Mu Chen sensed the breath of the demon, and was terrified, faintly perceiving the breath of the merger, could it be ......

"Canghai Continent Wood Dust, please give me advice. ”

"The Dragon Court of the Holy Spirit Continent somehow ingested me here. ”

With the dragon as the surname, the clansmen of the evil dragon clan? Mu Chen thought to himself.

The Evil Dragon Clan and the True Dragon Clan of the Canghai Continent seem to be inherently opposed, and they are as powerful as fire and water.

The true dragon clan of the Canghai Continent: tiger beard and manetail, long as a snake, with scales like a fish, with horns like a deer, with claws like an eagle, the whole body is sparkling, and the heaven and earth are in harmony, majestic and majestic.

However, the evil dragon clan of the Demon Continent has wings on its back, no horns, a bird's head, and its body is covered with scales, which is as hard as metal, and its body is like a huge lizard, with a thorny tail.

No matter in terms of race, appearance, and bloodline, the two are different, but their strength is equal.

According to the records in the Canghai Chronicles, the strong man of the Holy Ancestor level of the Evil Dragon Clan descended on the Canghai Continent, that is, he won a hundred games in a row, killed the strong man of the Hundred Mahayana Realm, suppressed it on the spot, and the Canghai monk who pressed it could not raise his head, and finally, the strong man of the True Dragon Clan descended, and it was difficult to defeat it.

defeated, and the strong man of the True Dragon Clan also died from his injuries......

In that battle of 30,000 years, the evil dragon clan raged again, frantically slaughtering the Canghai monks, but the true dragon clan did not make a move, and the Canghai Continent suffered heavy losses.

This is still a mystery to this day.

Sensing the breath of the evil dragon, Mu Chen's fighting spirit suddenly rose, and he didn't know if he could succeed in slaying the dragon?

"Humble native of Canghai, you have an aura that I particularly hate. ”

Long Ting sensed Mu Chen's battle intent, sniffed twice, and opened his mouth in disgust.

The wood dust started with the fire attribute spell in the merger period, and the majestic fire dragon condensed out, impacting and testing the reality and identity of the dragon court.

The dragon court opened its mouth, and a pitch-black dragon breath spit out, like a corrosive gas, forcibly erasing the spell of the combination period of wood dust.

The wood dust condensed three slightly weaker visions: Mo Lei, Extreme Cold Ice Crystal, etc., and attacked the Dragon Court.

"Show your true strength, or you're going to die. ”

Long Ting's eyes were cold, and he transformed into his body. The whole body shimmered with pitch-black light, and the scales were like mirrors, reflecting the luster of the Dao, ten feet high, and the wings behind them were folded, exuding terrifying power.

The three visions hit the body of the Dragon Garden, like a small wave hitting an iceberg, unable to set off any waves. Snap, wings waved, and the three visions of Mu Chen were scattered effortlessly.

Mu Chen was frightened, and the physical power of the half-step merge period ...... How can it be?

The realm of the middle stage of the Yuan Infant, but the power of the flesh has reached a terrifying half-step combination, and the breath is stable, presumably immersed in this realm for a long time.

The aura in the body is rendered with a trace of combined power, which is very terrifying.

Mu Chen sacrificed the broken sword of the sea and circled with the dragon court. Long Ting didn't dodge, letting Mu Chen chop and chop, a mocking smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Ding, the two hit each other, only on the scales to shoot brilliant sparks, leaving a white mark, not painful or itchy.

Long Ting waved his left flank and forced Mu Chen back.

The gap is too big, how to fight......

Mu Chen cast spells such as soul impact, and the sea of knowledge of the dragon court shimmered with a faint luster, resisting Mu Chen's soul attack. The Dao treasure that defends the soul, so, Mu Chen's heart is completely dead.

The soul of the evil dragon clan is its weakness, so it needs special protection, how can the dragon court slack off.

The vision of the mutilated immortal art and the Great Sun Purple Furnace...... They were released one after another, but the damage done to the Dragon Court was very limited.

It is difficult to fail, and he will fail the assessment and be trapped in this illusory place forever.