Shixia Mountain.

This mountain is thousands of feet high, up to more than 500 miles, the mountain range is undulating, the mountain is densely wooded, and the clouds and mist are shrouded.

A surging river with a width of a few miles, from the canyon between the two towering peaks straight through, rushing half a mile and falling sharply, forming a waterfall with a height of more than ten zhang.

In the middle of summer, the scorching sun shines down, and the stirring white water vapor forms a rainbow bridge in the misty mountain stream.

From time to time, a few cuckoo chirpings were heard in the forest, and Shixia Mountain became more and more deep and quiet.

"Ao Li's seniors, are you sure that your seniors are getting out of trouble in these days?" Ao Guang, the Dragon King of the East China Sea, dressed as a middle-aged Confucian student, looked at the lush and smoky green mountains in the distance, and asked in a deep voice.

Ao Li's face was obviously expectant, and he said happily: "If a certain family is not wrong, it should be in the next two days." ”

"Those nine seniors suddenly came out of trouble, and they were sympathetic, and no one could stop them, and they turned into a big catastrophe, and we still need to pay attention to it. Ao Jun is thoughtful, she is not as optimistic as Ao Li, reminded.

Hearing this, Ao Li was worried in his heart, and said in disbelief: "The nine seniors are trapped in this secret place, but we have spent a lot of time to find out, even if some forces want to harm our clan's affairs, they may not be able to find it, right?"

He didn't know what Ao Jun said, but he was subconsciously reluctant to think about it.

"Don't be careless. ”

Ao Jun's expression was faint, and he said again.

There was always a faint uneasiness in her heart, perhaps not only because someone would hinder Jiuzi from getting out of trouble, but also because Jiuzi himself.

As Ao Jun said, at this moment, above the heavy clouds, there are two immortals with profound Dao skills standing in the air, hiding their breath and walking, and looking at Shixia Mountain below with unkind eyes.

One person is dressed in an apricot yellow robe, wearing a feather crown inlaid with jade, and stepping on a cloud shoe embroidered with gold wire.

His face is ancient, his face is like a golden bell, his nose is like a jade beam, his body is as majestic as a mountain, and he is firm like a pine.

The other person's face is like a basin, hanging eyebrows, fish bubble eyes, rosacea nose, toad mouth... But it's a real person in Huanglong.

Guang Chengzi said with a smile: "Huang Long, this ancestral dragon nine sons contain the ancestral dragon bloodline, your cultivation was originally subject to the bloodline, and you can't advance an inch, now it should be your blessing!"

Huang Long Zhenren's heart was already overjoyed, and he bowed deeply again, and said: "It's all thanks to the senior brother running around for Huanglong, Huang Long has a sense of guilt, and he doesn't dare to forget it for a day." ”

Guang Chengzi stroked his beard under his chin, his eyes were gentle, and he shook his head with a smile and said, "I can't take credit for this matter." In fact, all of this is the master's operation in secret, and the master's original intention was to obtain the ancestral dragon to treasure the dragon gate and reshape the dragon bloodline for you... But it's a pity that Zu Long is a person who is cunning and cunning, and the treasure of the Dragon Gate was actually killed by him..."

Speaking of this, it seems that because he touched on some kind of taboo, Guang Chengzi's eyes were deep, and he was silent, clearly unwilling to say more.

But Huang Long Zhenren's heart was agitated, and he didn't study it carefully, and when he heard that all this was secretly planned by Shizun, his nose was a little sour.

In ancient times, he was favored by the first sage, and was fortunate to become a sage to walk on his feet, cultivate the jade and clear immortal method, and cultivate to the realm of immortal golden immortals after many hardships.

However, he never expected that in the Jiuqu Yellow River Array, he would be cut off by the cheap maid of Yunxiao, and he would be cultivated for ten thousand years!

On that day, Huanglong Zhenren only felt that the sky had fallen, and his cultivation was exhausted, and life was better than death!

Fortunately, thanks to the elixir given by the Supreme Sage, he was able to slowly recover his cultivation.

But for so many years, seeing that the senior brothers are progressing day by day, Senior Brother Guangchengzi has become a Da Luo Jin Immortal.

And he didn't catch anything, if he didn't have a little loss in his heart, it was naturally fake.

But he has never complained about his master, even if Cihang and Fuxian and others, when they whispered in their ears that Shizun did not like his alien body, he did not complain at all!

Guang Chengzi saw that Huanglong Zhenren's eyes were distracted, he sighed in his heart, and thought, "If it weren't for those three traitors who defected to the West, and now I have no one to teach, I want to come according to the nature of the master, I'm afraid I won't let myself plan for Huanglong Zhenren." ”

In the battle of the gods in ancient times, there was no winner in the Middle Earth Dao Gate, even if the Jade Void Palace was able to suppress the heavenly court, but it could not hide the fact that it was greatly damaged.

Especially, what about Manjushri, Fuxian, and others who voted for the West?

For so many years, except for those two who gave away some foreign supernatural powers, I haven't seen you step into the realm of Daluo?

Guang Chengzi said coldly in his heart.

Guang Chengzi's eyebrows were solemn, and he said coldly: "Huanglong, later you can hold the Fantian Seal and stop the two dragons of the East China Sea, and I will kill this generation with the Immortal Sword." ”

There was a flash of inspiration in his hand, and a sword with an ancient style and an unsightly appearance appeared in his palm.

After the Battle of the Gods, the proud Tongtian Sage did not want to return the Four Swords of Zhuxian, so the Four Swords of Zhuxian were given to the four of Guangchengzi by the Yuan Shi Sage.

The last time he did it in the extraterritorial starry sky and Lishan's old mother, Guangchengzi did not send the Zhuxian Sword because of his face.

"Hum..."

Just as Guang Chengzi was thinking, the Shixia Mountain below suddenly shook violently, the waterfall was cut off from it, and the aura swarmed.

The nine sons of the ancestral dragon are out of trouble!

"Boom..."

The sky that had been clear suddenly was overcast, thunder and lightning, and heavy rain.

A circle of surging cold breath swept out in all directions of heaven and earth.

"Roar..."

Suddenly a sound like a dragon but not a dragon, like a tiger but not a tiger, suddenly echoed in the Shixia Mountain.

A pitch-black black turtle phantom, shaking its head and tail, looking up to the sky and roaring.

But if you look closely, you can see that it is not really a turtle.

"Dumps!"

Huanglong Zhenren rejoiced.

In the distance, Ao Li and his party, in addition to Ao Guang's complicated thoughts, Ao Li and Ao Jun all had excitement on their faces.

In any case, the nine sons of the ancestral dragon are all dragons, and with them joining, the declining dragon clan should be able to cheer up some momentum.

With a roar of the swagger, the mantis kissed, the prison, the shy, the gluttonous... also appeared one after another, a huge phantom of the law appeared, looking up to the sky and roaring.

The sound is hoarse, the momentum is high, the town is impressive, and the beasts of Shixia Mountain are silent.

"Haha... The old man finally came out. ”

A black-robed old man with a face like an ancient vine and a rickety body stepped into the void, and a pair of cloudy brown eyes looked at the void in all directions.

In an instant, the majestic black Xuanshui aura surged in all directions like a tide, and it was cold.

Click...

That waterfall actually condensed into a faint black ice under the immersion of this dark breath, and thousands of feet of black ice hung upside down, which was spectacular.

An auspicious cloud flew over and landed on the void, "Senior, a certain family is the dragon clan Ao Li, can the predecessor still recognize me?"

Ao Li shouted with a flattering smile on his face.

At this time, the third son of Zulong, Pu Lao, appeared in human form, a young man with a gloomy face and lustful eyes.

"Ao Li?" Pu Lao smiled and said, "The black boy who stole the tribute fruit at the sacrifice ceremony of Lord Zulong back then?"

An embarrassed smile appeared on Ao Li's slightly dark face, and he said, "Seniors, these are all old things, don't mention them again." ”

"Congratulations to my seniors for getting out of trouble!"

Ao Li arched his hand and said.

Pu Lao nodded, his eyes narrowed, and he suddenly turned to Ao Jun who was not far away.

"Jun'er?"

Pu Jiao's eyes were happy, looking at Ao Jun's ice muscles and jade bones, and said meaningfully: "Jun'er has also grown up." ”

Ao Jun had long and smooth hair like blue ice crystals, and her temperament was indifferent, and she glanced at Pu Jiao from a distance, feeling a little disgusted in her heart.

However, at this moment, the voice of the void, a cold snort sounded, "Ancestral Dragon Yu, do you dare to cause trouble to the Three Realms again?"

Guang Chengzi clenched the Zhuxian Sword, looked disdainful, and said loudly.

The faces of the people such as Zang Tuo, Kiss, Pu Lao and others changed greatly, and they were all in their hearts.

Someone sniped them.

At this time, Ao Li looked at the person who came and said, "Fellow Daoist Guangchengzi, what are your intentions here?"

Guang Chengzi's body is vast and profound, and he can completely use the Zhuxian Sword to kill the evil dragon by surprise.

But Guang Chengzi has always been arrogant, and he is a Da Luo Jin Immortal, so he can make a disgraceful sneak attack.

He wants to kill the nine sons of the ancestral dragon in a dignified manner.