"Except for this place, there is no other place where you can obtain Hongmeng Purple Qi?"

Zhen Yuanzi on the side also frowned when he saw such a situation.

They have been coming to the Central Immortal Land for a while, and this period of time can be said to be really difficult.

The peak of the sub-saint is basically the weakest existence in the central immortal land,

It's hard to get here.

"There are also other places, but it is definitely necessary to inquire about the background of the origin!" Bodhi Ancestor was slightly helpless.

The holy mountain in front of me is called Hongmeng Mountain, and there are a lot of Hongmeng purple gas floating on the top of the mountain.

After entering the peak of the sub-saint, he needs to rely on his own ability and ability to subdue the purple qi and step into the quasi-saint realm, and then slowly grow into a saint.

Similar to this kind of sacred mountain, there are as many as a hundred in the entire Central Immortal Land.

Of course, these Hongmeng Mountains also have grades, some Hongmeng Mountains can only produce the lowest level of Hongmeng Purple Qi, while some are said to be able to produce the highest level of Colorful Hongmeng Qi,

It is rumored that the peak of the Yasheng, which can subdue the Colorful Hongmeng Qi, will be sought after by the major forces of the Immortal Land as soon as it comes out, and its status will be much higher.

It's a pity that for tens of thousands of years, basically no one has been able to subdue the colorful Hongmeng Qi.

The Hongmeng Mountain in front of the four of them should be regarded as the worst, and there is only Hongmeng purple qi in it.

"Let's try it first, if we don't believe it, we'll try our luck in other Hongmeng Mountains!"

After pondering for a moment, Zhuang Zhou made a decision.

It was definitely no problem for the four of them to subdue Hongmeng Purple Qi, but it was a big problem for them to enter Hongmeng Mountain.

After waiting for five hours, Zhuang Zhou and the others finally lined up in front of the Colorful Light Gate.

"From that Sunday?"

The commander of the gate still has the same expression that is not happy to look at anyone.

"Nameless Sunday!"

Zhuang Zhou secretly clenched his fists, and then spoke.

"What nameless Sunday?"

Unexpectedly, as soon as Zhuang Zhou finished speaking, the commander had not said anything, but the other Yasheng in line became noisy.

"When did the nameless Zhou Tian dare to come to the Central Immortal Land?"

'But no, those lords of the nameless Zhou Tian are all cowards, and they are laughing to death!'

"You're wrong, they're not cowards, they're just too weak, they may fall one day when they come here, so they can only shrink into their own small world, dreaming of being strong!"

The other sub-saints were talking about it, and they were also interested.

They really wanted to see how this gatekeeper treated these little Zhou Tian's Yasheng.

"What is the strength of the Lord of Zhou Tian?"

Sure enough, when he heard that Zhuang Zhou was from the nameless Zhou Tian, the look of disdain on the commander's face was even worse than before.

In the end, he didn't even ask the name of the person who led the team, and directly asked about the strength of the Lord of Zhou Tian.

"The early stage of the saints!"

Zhuang Zhou's expression was as usual, he had expected this situation, but now was not the time to deal with them, and when he became holy, he would settle accounts with them.

"A Lord of Zhou Tian is only a saint in the early stage? You can't be from that weakest little Zhou Tian, the Lord of Zhou Tian is named Qingtian! It is the famous Lord of Zhou Tian!"

The leader was stunned for a moment, and then the corners of his mouth turned up slightly.

"Yes!"

Seeing that he was looked down upon like this, Zhuang Zhou's fists were already clenched.

"Okay, you can go, this Hongmeng Mountain does not accept nameless little Zhou Tian monks!"

However, the next moment, the Commander's face immediately changed.

Here, just when Zhuang Zhou and the others seemed to be in a lot of trouble, because the Qingtian Emperor was too weak and humiliated,

Nameless Xiao Zhoutian, thirty-three heavens, Wen Hao with the green dragon and the white tiger has already killed the red eyes,

They slaughtered back and forth, and the corpses of the dragon clan kept being thrown into the small world of Zhihai.

Others are getting more and more tired the more they fight, and the more they kill, the less immortal power they have.

But Wen Hao is a freak, the more he kills, the more fierce he kills, the stronger his combat power becomes.

Finally, the news of their back and forth ravaging the defense line reached the ears of the three dragon clan elders.

"What? Qinglong and White Tiger and a young man are slaughtering my dragon warriors?"

Under a huge underground palace, the three dragon clan elders were using the dragon clan's secret technique to try to seal Suzaku and Xuanwu, but after hearing the news, they had to stop.

In front of the three of them was a huge copper platform with a radius of three or four miles, on which lay a scarred red bird and a white-armored tortoise.

"Are you sure it's the Green Dragon and White Tiger?"

"Elder Qiyu, the little ones can be sure, now they are still slaughtering back and forth outside, especially the man in white, who is even more ferocious than the green dragon and the white tiger!"

The dragon leader's eyes were filled with fear.

It is said that when they were discovered at that time, all the dragon soldiers regarded the green dragon and the white tiger as the key objects of care.

As a result..... I didn't expect that the man in white was the real Great Demon King.

Several of the early dragon leaders of the Saint fell under his fist, and you can imagine how ferocious it was.

"What should I do?"

Hearing this, a dragon clan elder showed a hesitant expression, right now that their side was at a critical moment, the Vermilion Bird and Xuanwu on the bronze platform were already dying, and it wouldn't be long before they could be completely sealed.

"Go out first to see if it's the Green Dragon and the White Tiger, and if so, take them down first!"

After a moment of silence, the dragon clan elder at the head turned around and left the dungeon without hesitation.

Whew!

Soon, all the dragons in the dungeon walked out, and silence was restored here.

However, after half a pillar of incense, a slightly faint voice came from the copper platform,

"Suzaku, if you insist on it, I seem to hear that Qinglong and Xuanwu are coming!"

After this voice sounded, it took a long, long time before I heard a faint female voice,

"Xuanwu, have you listened to the errand, the white tiger has chosen to be reincarnated and his whereabouts have long been unknown, and the green dragon has been locked up in a nameless cave, can they come together? Can they get out of trouble?"

"Suzaku, you finally woke up, I thought you ....."

After hearing the female voice, another voice breathed a clear sigh of relief.

That's right, they are none other than Suzaku and Xuanwu, who were suppressed below.

They are trapped in meteoric chains, and can only obtain spiritual power through immortal sacrifices.

The front is okay, and I can barely make a few moves with the three elders of the dragon clan.

But since the Blue Sky Emperor ran away, their spiritual power has been depleted less and less, and in the end they can only be ravaged by the elders of the Dragon Clan, and if those elders do not stop, they are destined to be sealed.

"Think I'm dead? I think my Suzaku galloped across the world back then, and I also had a good reputation, but I didn't want to fall to the point where I am now!"

After a brief silence, Suzaku sighed again.

"But no, what a state we were back then, and now we have fallen like this, and we are still blocked from spiritual power......" Xuanwu sighed.

"So, even if the Green Dragon and the White Tiger appear, how strong can they be? I don't think they're even at the saint level..."

"Don't talk about it, leave it to fate!" Xuanwu seemed to be really tired.

As everyone knows, while they were chattering, the three elders of the Dragon Clan had already appeared in front of Wen Hao and the others.

"The pinnacle of the three saints? Interesting, interesting! This is the big fish!"

Seeing this, Qinglong didn't say a word, and rushed straight up.

(End of chapter)