In the East China Sea and deep under the sea, it is difficult for sunlight to penetrate. However, even if you penetrate slightly, you can see the appearance of the Undersea Dragon Palace at this time. The broken walls are like ruins, and only a dark stone dragon chair in the middle remains, and you can still see the grandeur of this place at the beginning.

Mo Wuxiu carried the broken body, lifted the dragon chair and got into it.

This underground of the Dragon Palace is a different scene. It is dark and cold, no less than a thousand zhang square. Thirty-six giant red lacquer pillars with a height of one or twenty zhang support the roof of the cave. But there are two on it, each with two dragons, green and silver.

Qinglong writhed, and the blue light in his eyes shot towards Mo Wuxiu, the old man's voice......

"The Legend of the Black Dog Cultivating Immortals" Chapter 149 The poor Shenlong clan is hitting with his hand, please wait a moment,

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