I saw that there were a total of strange beasts behind him at this moment, lined up neatly, and their breath rose to the sky, covering the sky!

It's the Nine Sons of the Dragon!

Nine strange beasts, all of them are terrifying existences that attack the starry sky!

At this moment, everyone is present, in this world, I am afraid that except for the old lady, no one can bring all these nine sons together......

That's the real Nine Sons of the Dragon, but Li Qinglian's eyes are still not on the Nine Sons of the Dragon!

What he was looking at was a figure of the nine sons protecting each other.

Dressed in a bright yellow wide-sleeved fairy skirt, the slender figure is set off to the fullest, without powder, but a hundred flowers bloom together, and the delicate facial features are like the most perfect products in the world.

On the forehead, two crystal jade horns were revealed, less than three inches long, and they looked extremely exquisite.

The old lady personally took back the Tianding, which was hanging on her waist at this moment......

The pretty person in front of her is gradually merging with the shadow in Li Qinglian's memory, who is it not Su Yao?

It's just that she has more cold dignity and a touch of strangeness than she remembers, her eyes no longer contain expectations for the world, and Li Qinglian can no longer see anything in her eyes.

At this moment, the ten thousand dragons danced in the sky, just falling on the top of Kunlun Mountain, in front of the Tianxu Palace, the powerful aura set off a boundless wind and snow, causing the icebergs to collapse, and the ice cubes the size of houses rolled everywhere.

Li Qinglian and his entourage had already arrived in front of the Tianxu Palace, although they already had some guesses in their hearts, they still said to the dragon clan: "Su Yao?"

There was a hint of uncertainty in his tone, and the familiar voice echoed in Su Yao's ears, and she felt the hairs around her body stand on end, and she looked back sharply.

Seeing Li Qinglian standing on the top of the snow-capped mountain with her hands in her hands, she showed a soft smile towards herself.

But Su Yao just glanced at it, then turned around, didn't even say a word, her head couldn't help but bow slightly, and she bit her lower lip......

The smile on Li Qinglian's face gradually froze, and then it was completely gloomy, and one hand couldn't help but clench into a fist, and the void trembled because of this terrifying power.

This call also attracted the eyes of the nine sons of the dragon clan, even the eyes of the dragon clan patriarch Ao Qiong.

At this moment, Wan Long condensed, Dao Dao's gaze was like substance, with defense and questioning, Jiang Ning's face turned pale, and he felt that Wan Long roared towards him, and couldn't help but take two steps back.

"Qinglian ......," Jiang Ning shouted.

Li Qinglian's face was as gloomy as water, but she said hoarsely: "It's okay!"

In less than a quarter of an hour, his face had returned to his usual appearance, and he no longer looked towards the dragons.

Just as he thought, something really happened to Su Yao, and I am afraid that it is no longer Su Yao who controls this body now, but another divine soul hidden in the depths of the body.

Three hundred years ago, Su Yao left Duguang, but now they are here again, the whole thing is weird, Li Qinglian doesn't know the key at all, but he is not in a hurry, he has to figure out this matter sooner or later, but not now, there is an opportunity in Kunlun Ruins!

"The little princess of the Dragon Clan, does Brother Long Qing'er Qinglian know?" Jiang Miao looked at Su Yao, and then at Li Qinglian, and couldn't help but be curious.

Li Qinglian said lightly: "There are some things that shouldn't be asked......

At this moment, Jiang Miao's gaze couldn't help but become a little evasive, and she didn't ask anymore.

At this moment, I found that the top of the mountain was not as cold as I imagined, but there were already people.

The Buddha sat on the lotus platform, twisting beads with his hands, and had been here for a few days, and on the other side, Mu Heng of the One Qi Dao Alliance and the four great swords occupied a snow peak, quietly watching.

With the arrival of Li Qinglian, Taishang and Yunmeng followed.

After a while, there were bursts of rushing and killing sounds from the north, but they gradually subsided.

It was the team of the demon god stream, only to see that at this moment, the ten thousand demons were incomplete, and the original Haohao soup had long been gone, only a few demons were left, and the huge beast body was scarred, and the endless divine blood flowed like a waterfall, dyeing the snow-capped mountain top bright red.

The golden-winged Dapeng King led by him was even more embarrassed, most of his golden feathers fell off, his body was full of hideous scars, and his flesh turned out, it is conceivable that this road is not easy for the demon god stream, how tragic.

The nine-day period has passed, and the bloody storm that swept the entire Kunlun has come to an end.

Silently, a cloud of black qi emerged from the void, surging endlessly, and finally turned into a demonic shadow, as if it could trigger the deepest tyranny in the heart just by looking at it.

It's a pity that it's just a cloud of black gas, and you can't see its face.

However, Li Qinglian knew that this demon shadow was afraid that it was the culprit that led the Taishi to the point of no return, but for some reason, it gave Li Qinglian an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

It was as if he had seen it somewhere, but even though he looked through his memory, he still didn't remember the slightest, but he could feel a deep malice above the shadow.

But he smiled: "It's really a mix of dragons and snakes, presumably this trip to Kunlun Ruins won't be so boring......"

Looking up, the silence in the heaven and earth is terrifying, at this moment the eleven tripods of the ruins are all present, just wait for someone to take the final tripod, Kunlun ruins will be opened.

Li Qinglian looked at the fairy light, and sure enough, in the Tianxu Palace, he saw the Xutian Ding.

It was quietly placed on the Xuanbing Jade Platform, but in front of the stage, there were five figures standing in the wind and snow, and the surrounding body was completely composed of extremely condensed fairy light, and the aura emitted was transcendent.

At this moment, the faces of the leaders of the major forces were all solemn, and they were full of five immortal bodies!

If there was one of the Holy Land-level forces, it would be enough to suppress the eons of time, and now there are five statues standing in front of him!

It is five of the twelve immortals of Kunlun, the disciples of the Yuan Shi Tianzun! The deity has long been an immortal, and the immortal body is in the world, and his strength is far from being comparable to Wang Hai's inferior immortal body.

Why does Tianxu Palace last for so long? This is the reason.

Huanglong Zhenren, Chijing Dao People, Lingbao Heavenly Master, Qingxu Moral True Monarch, Dao Xing Tianzun!

Which one is not famous in the prosperous era of the flood and famine? It can reach the sky, even if it is an immortal body, it also has the ability to attack mountains and destroy the world!

These five powerful beings standing here are enough to discourage many people.

At this moment, they are standing in front of the twelve tripods, presumably the twelve tripods of the ruins are afraid that they will be in the Tianxu Palace at the beginning, otherwise they will not always take a wait-and-see attitude, such as today's ruins palace is holding the fairy fate and welcoming the heroes of the world, but I don't know what it means.

After waiting for three hours, the dragon clan patriarch Ao Qiong couldn't bear it after all, took two steps forward, and asked in a deep voice, "What does this mean in the Xutian Palace?"

Huang Longzhen's face remained unchanged, the immortal light around him was blazing, and his eyes turned to Li Qinglian and said, "This still needs to be asked about him!"