Swim!

The moment he entered the river, a lot of information automatically appeared in Mo Chen's mind, that is, information about the dragon gate, and those who fell into the waterfall would fail.

Where is the waterfall?

The waterfall is more than ten miles behind Mo Chen, it is a waterline that is several miles long, it looks unremarkable, just because Mo Chen's perspective can only see the waterline, but the earth-shattering sound that is more deafening than the war drums is echoing on the entire river.

If you look at it from the air, you can see a line of water, as if it was cut out by someone, and the neat and neat incision cuts off the flow of this magnificent and mighty river, and the turbulent river water arrives here, it turns into a roaring yellow dragon, which swoops down from mid-air, bringing countless torrential rains and winds.

However, Mo Chen didn't care about the body, all his body and mind were put in front of him, on dealing with the undercurrent that hit his body in all directions, and the river that always pulled him to the waterfall.

Swimming against the current, the loser is a fish, and the winner is a dragon.

Mo Chen didn't have the slightest distraction in his mind now, and the whole person seemed to have turned into a golden carp on the Yellow River, heading towards the road of turning into a dragon.

Crash!

When Mo Chen swam for a short while, the entire river suddenly set off a gust of wind and waves, and the huge waves were as high as a mountain, smashing the water surface where Mo Chen swam over, splashing countless snow-white waves. And Mo Chen only felt a monstrous force attacking, smashing his body of the fourth turn of the Eight or Nine Xuangong in pain, and his eyes turned black for a while, and his body went to the bottom of the river uncontrollably.

Just a few moments when his body lost control, the turbulent river suddenly swept Mo Chen's body and went hundreds of meters behind, but fortunately, he woke up in time and swam forward with all his strength, and he was able to stabilize his body, so he stopped retreating.

It's so hard!

Looking at the winding river in front of him, Mo Chen faintly felt that he wanted to give up, anyway, even if he gave up, with the advantage of the gourd Jindan and his familiarity with the plot, he could also get into the mix.

However, there was another voice in his heart: "The world of gods and demons, the weak eat the strong, the current small difficulties can't be broken through, how to deal with those big demons and old demons, Buddhas and Bodhisattvas in the future?

Monkey King!

Mo Chen's eyes appeared in front of him, the golden figure that was not afraid of heaven and earth, and he was the only one, that is, in the face of the heavenly soldiers and generals in the sky, he never flinched, and he pressed more than 30 thunder generals alone, and dared to let out a roar of 'I want to give it a try' in front of the old Buddha, which was the existence of the pinnacle of a golden immortal.

Such an existence will become the enemy of Bibotan in the future, and will kill his daughter-in-law, eldest brother, cheap father-in-law and other large sons, and tie the cheap mother-in-law to the tower and wear a pipa bone, and be humiliated by that mortal day and night.

In the world of gods and demons, it is true that the fist is big, and if you don't have the strength, how can you protect your big family in the future?

As soon as he thought of this, Mo Chen's intention to cross the dragon gate instantly became firm, and the idea of giving up just now was excluded from his mind, and a Dao heart seemed to wipe away the dust and became extremely clear.

What a gantry!

Not only can it purify the bloodline, but it can also refine the Dao heart, and it is indeed worthy of being a treasure passed down from the ancient ancestral dragon!

Mo Chen secretly praised, and also figured it out, this dragon gate mana is invalid, it must be set the same difficulty for everyone, otherwise how can those people whose cultivation is far lower than him be able to swim through the dragon gate that is difficult and abnormal for him?

Put all the immortals on the same starting line, cultivate for a hundred years, and have countless adventures, can you still lose to those gods and demons whose strength is not as good as your own?

Then rush to the upstream dragon gate!

Firm in his mind, Mo Chen looked at the monstrous waves on the water and the turbulent undercurrent underneath, and no longer had the intention of retreating, only full of pride, he plunged forward with a fierce son.

......

West Sea Dragon Palace, White Jade Square.

I saw that the tens of thousands of gods and demons in the original square had all disappeared, and only the shrimp soldiers and crab generals who were guarding the empty square and the dragon princes who were sitting on it and drinking were left.

"Qiqi Dragon King, a total of 34,861 dragon orders were issued at this Dragon Gate Banquet, and a total of 3,660 copies of 10,000-year-old spiritual objects were harvested, please check it out by the Dragon King. Prime Minister Gui reported respectfully, while holding a storage bag in both hands.

"Good, good. The old dragon king of the West Sea no longer looked distressed just now, stretched out his hand to the storage bag, probed his mind, and was suddenly confused by the light of the treasure inside, and couldn't help twisting the dragon's beard, with a happy look.

"This ancestor's treasure is really profitable, I said, next time it's my turn. It was Ao Shun, the Dragon King of the North Sea, who was dressed in a white jade dragon robe, with a silver beard and white hair, and looked quite personable, but this little eyes that would stare at the storage bag with jealousy revealed his true nature.

"Next time it's your turn? I said the fourth, otherwise let's discuss, anyway, it's a rotation every few thousand years, why don't you use it for me next time, and have a round of space, anyway, what we don't lack the most is time?"

"No, the rules set by the ancestors, why do you want me to have an empty round?"

"Ao Yan, don't be dazzled by the baby, rules are rules, you can't break them casually. "The Dragon King of the East China Sea is the chief of the four seas, he spoke.

"Okay, don't I have to use it one more time, don't I discuss it with the fourth......" The old dragon king of the West Sea saw that he couldn't achieve what he wanted, and reluctantly complained.

"Okay, a few people don't say a word, drink and drink, Ao Yan, this time you have made a lot of money in Xihai, don't be too greedy. "The Dragon King of the South China Sea was not very happy when he saw a few people, so he came out to play a round.

But Mo Ang and the Great Prince of Beihai at the bottom didn't dare to interject, a few dragon kings of the older generation could talk about it, they wanted to speak, maybe whoever didn't go well could clean him up.

"Speaking of this Dragon Gate Banquet, I still remember that I was one of the few people who jumped over the Dragon Gate back then. Ao Guang, the Dragon King of the East China Sea, took a sip of wine and sighed faintly, remembering the eventful years when he was young, saying that he could become the patriarch of the Dragon Clan of the Four Seas, but it had a lot to do with the success of jumping over the Dragon Gate back then.

"Big brother, who do you think can jump over the dragon gate this time?" asked Ao Qin, the Dragon King of the South China Sea.

"Hmph, I see, there isn't one. The Old Dragon King of the North Sea said with some indignation, he had not yet come out of the anger that the Dragon King of the West Sea was going to use the Dragon Gate one more time just now. But what he said is not unreasonable, this dragon gate is difficult to jump, every time, only a few people can jump, of course, there is no lack of times when everyone fails.

"Otherwise, I said there must be three, the inexplicable old Taoist priest just now, the son-in-law of Bibotan, and our nephew Ao Lie......" The Dragon King of the East China Sea put down his wine glass and said confidently.