"Impossible, how can you break free from the chains of the Origin Primordial Fire!?" Shenwu looked at Xie Cheng, who was more than ten feet tall, incredulously, feeling that his concept of life for thousands of years had been hit like never before.

"Who the hell are you?" Long Yan's eyes widened as he looked in horror at the golden chains that were breaking in the void, his eyes full of disbelief.

The Primordial Fire is the beginning of this world, capable of suppressing all forces, and in the past thousands of years, there have also been powerful extraterrestrial demons descending, but no one has ever been able to resist the suppression of the Primordial Flame.

How could anyone be able to break free from the confines of the Primordial Flame and seem to be effortless, this was beyond their comprehension.

"Nothing is impossible. Xie Cheng raised his hands and grabbed at Shenwu and Dragon Flame, the two of them tried to dodge, and at the same time urged the power of the Origin Primal Fire to suppress it, but it had no effect.

In the face of the power of the innate Qi as the essence, the restriction of the Origin Primordial Fire would not play any role at all, and would only be forcibly broken by Xie Cheng's hands when it was devastated and decayed.

"What do you want to do?!" Shenwu and Dragon Flame couldn't escape, they couldn't escape, they were grabbed by Xie Cheng's hands, like two dolls, and they were caught in the hands of Xie Cheng, who had turned into a golden immortal body.

"Answer the question that Master Hui Chi asked you earlier. Xie Cheng asked straight to the point, "Why did the ancient gods disappear?"

"Why did the ancient gods disappear, don't you know that the evil demons outside the sky?" Shenwu snorted coldly, but he didn't give in at all, looked at Xie Cheng with a look of resentment, and said: "Thousands of years ago, the evil demons outside the sky invaded, and the ancient gods repelled them, and then took advantage of the victory to pursue them, crossed the border, and never came back. ”

It was actually an invasion of demons from outside the sky, and it also counterattacked back, this answer made Xie Cheng slightly stunned, if this is really the case, this dragon art world can be said to be the strongest world he has encountered when he started to come to the lower realm.

Even in the swordsman realm, those ancient immortals were invincible to the demons and had no choice but to retreat.

Although these ancient gods in the dragon art world do not seem to have won the war, it is more likely that they fell into the trap after crossing the border and all died outside the world, but being able to counterattack outside the sky is enough to show how strong the gods in the dragon art world were in ancient times.

Moreover, such a god was actually only grown from a scale of the Lord of the White Dragon in the ancient dragon.

The strength of the ancient dragon is simply incredible.

"It can't be the legendary true immortal. Xie Cheng guessed in his heart, and asked again: "Then do you know where those ancient gods went, and do you have the coordinates of time and space?"

"It seems that you are not from that world, but you ask this, do you also want to go to that world?" ”

"Take it. Xie Cheng said lightly, as long as he can get the coordinates of the world where the ancient gods went, the calculation is to complete this task and find out the reason for the disappearance of the ancient gods in this world.

"Dragon Flame, tell him. Shenwu said in a deep voice, he wished that Xie Cheng would go to that world, as far as he knew, the powerhouses comparable to the Heavenly Dragon Realm in that world were endless and terrifying.

Xie Cheng got a spar, which was imprinted with the space-time coordinates of a world.

However, he only sensed it slightly, and then he was stunned, the space-time coordinates in this spar are too familiar, it is the main world, but it is not the Tang Dynasty.

Thousands of years ago, there was a cross-border attack on the Dragon Art Realm, perhaps what should have been called the Dragon Art Heaven at that time, it should be a certain god dynasty or Heavenly Sect in the main world.

Indeed, in the eyes of people in other worlds, many of the people who came to the main world could be called extraterrestrial demons.

"Do you know if there are any code names for those extraterrestrial demons that crossed the border thousands of years ago?" Xie Cheng asked, since it was possible that they were from the main world, they had to inquire clearly.

"Qing, I remember seeing their country name in ancient books, which is 'Daqing'. Long Yan's gaze looked at the sky and said, "Thousands of years ago, Daqing struck, and the ancient gods repelled them with great strength.

Then he intercepted the power of the Origin Flame and left it to the Ancient God Temple and the Ancient Dragon Temple, so that we could guard this realm, and then crossed the border and started an expedition, but until now, he has not returned. ”

"Qing, Daqing?" Xie Cheng's expression became more and more strange when he heard this, he still remembered that the last time he was in the magic world, he met a person from Daqing, and it should be one of the nine great god dynasties.

Thousands of years ago, the Daqing Divine Dynasty had already begun to attack the Nether, although it was later counterattacked, but judging from the current results, it may just be a deliberate show of weakness and luring the snake out of the hole.

The ancient gods of this world are really decisive enough, directly intercepting the origin and turning it into flames, and using such power to resist foreign enemies, just thinking that since they can't defend this world, they won't let the enemy gain any benefits.

This is because the direct consequence of cutting off the origin of the world is to cause the world level to fall, from the "heaven" level of the great thousand worlds to the "realm" level of the middle thousand worlds.

Xie Cheng's heart suddenly understood the general reason for the changes in the dragon art world from ancient times to the present.

Of course, the Origin Flame was what he was most concerned about, and this one was of great use to him, as it could be used to ignite the two lamps in the Dao Palace's Dharma Evolution Hall, or even reawaken the Palm Lamp Envoy.

However, just as Xie Cheng was about to inquire about the whereabouts of the Origin Flame, a burst of alarm suddenly surged in his heart, and then he saw that in the far northern sky, there was a silver-white light rushing to the sky, and the biting cold wind swept in instantly, and it directly froze Xie Cheng, who was in the state of the golden immortal body, into an ice sculpture.

Such an ice power hit extremely hard, except for Xie Cheng, no one was affected, even the Shenwu and Dragon Flame that he grabbed in his hands were unharmed, and at the same time that Xie Cheng turned into an ice sculpture, he broke free.

"See the White Dragon Sage!" Shenwu knelt down on one knee in the air, rejoicing in his heart, fortunately, this demon had a lot of doubts in his heart, and he delayed for a lot of time, so he was able to wait until the White Dragon Sage woke up, otherwise he would definitely die today.

"Father!" Long Yan jumped for joy, the person who released that cold light just now was her father, a white dragon that had survived in ancient times.

On weekdays, the White Dragon Sage is asleep, and only when he uses the Origin Flame will he wake up, but it will take a while, and the reason why Shenwu and Dragon Flame will continue to answer Xie Cheng's questions before is for now.

Rumble!

The deafening roar came from the north, the cold light came overwhelmingly, and a black shadow rose in the distance, and after just a few breaths, it came to the royal city of the Hongdan Empire, high above.

This is a giant white dragon with an elongation of more than thirty zhang, with scales that look like ice condensation, a long neck, a fat body, a thin tail, and two huge white flesh wings, suspended in the air.

The white dragon's eyes rolled, and finally his gaze stayed on Xie Cheng, who had turned into an ice sculpture.

"I have been asleep for five hundred years, and you are the ......one who quarrels with me"

Rumble!

Xie Cheng, who had originally turned into an ice sculpture, rushed out of the ice directly, jumped into the sky, and threw a punch that hit Bai Long's head, which was very small compared to his body, causing his voice to stop abruptly.

"It turns out that there really is the ultimate boss monster!"