Fortunately, the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow Sword is still there.

He looked slightly happy, remembering that when he fought fiercely with the evil corpse to the end, the entire Great Xia Dragon Sparrow exploded into hundreds of pieces, but he didn't expect it to be intact now.

After taking care of a matter of his mind, Mochen then looked around.

I was surprised to find that in addition to the beautiful girl next to her, there were two men and a woman in the distance.

One of the two men was burly and deep, eight feet long, and although his appearance was rough, there was some stiffness and handsomeness between his eyebrows, and his face was straight.

The other man was handsome and evil, seven and a half feet long, with deep eyebrows and eyes flowing with a thick black gas, looking both righteous and evil.

As for the nun beside them, her face was covered with a light veil, and she was dressed in white, so she couldn't see the depths.

But what shocked Mo Chen the most was that the three of them were standing there at this time, as if they were about to immediately merge into heaven and earth.

It's as if they should be there, just the most basic things in heaven and earth, like the wind blowing the clouds, the flowers blooming and falling, the avenue of nature, the avenue of nature.

This kind of realm ink dust has never been seen before, and when you don't have to think about it, you can know that these three people must belong to the group of people who stand on the top of heaven and earth.

It's just that their eyes are not on themselves at this time, or in other words, the expression they show is that they are not interested in themselves at all.

Mo Chen also knew that his realm was a little inadequate, so he didn't care about it, and continued to look into the distance.

He found that there was a sun hanging in the sky, and he was sitting on the earth, and a large number of thick clouds passed by, and he was constantly speeding forward.

Wait a minute......

Above the earth?

He lowered his head again and found himself sitting on a large black rock.

But as the clouds around him thinned, Mochen looked up and saw more and more black rocks appearing.

Those black rocks sucked up the light scattered by the dome and did not spill out the slightest.

Only when the surrounding clouds completely dissipated did the ink dust see clearly.

What is under his feet is not a rock, but scales.

A huge black rock is a black scale.

There is only one scale in this world that can be so large: dragon scales.

He was sitting on the back of a terrifying black dragon, constantly flying forward.

That's right.

Ink Dust recalls the clips before he fell unconscious.

A seven-clawed golden dragon with a length of 10,000 zhang suddenly appeared, and after killing the evil corpse, he raised his dragon claws and grabbed himself into the palm of his hand.

But now there was a pitch-black dragon at his feet, and it was clearly not the one.

"Are you listening to other people? Do you know that this is very impolite behavior, and Emperor Yuan doesn't teach you how to behave in the world so that it won't be annoying?"

The girl was a little angry when she saw that Mochen's thinking was no longer on her.

"Sorry...... I just came back to my senses and there are still a lot of things that haven't been straightened out, Mochen is here, thank you for the girl's life-saving grace. ”

From the previous conversation with the girl, Mo Chen knew that he could be rescued, or because of the girl's treatment, so his attitude at this time was also very respectful.

After all, it was he who lost a courtesy word first.

"Enough smoke, stop making trouble, let this boy calm down. ”

At this time, the burly man in front of him shouted in a low voice, as if he was reprimanding, but his tone was very gentle.

The girl was dissatisfied with the "cut", and looked at the evil man on the side: "It's rare to meet a little doll, usually you don't let me go out, and I suffocate to death when I stay on Zhonghuang Mountain all day." Ascension, don't you say?"

"Smoke!?Ascending Evil!?"

"Eh......" Mochen froze in place, as if he hadn't heard clearly.

His subconscious divine sense swept away, and the entire sea of consciousness seemed to explode immediately.

Completely contrary to the previous avenue, in his sight, the few people in front of him were like four wheels standing up to the sky.

Blazing golden light erupted from its body, with a temperature that could incinerate all things, forming a sea of golden flames, which was devouring everything around it with impunity.

He felt that both of his eyes were being burned, and the thunderous ocean in the sea of consciousness was completely boiling.

The intense pain caused him to retract his consciousness in an instant.

But it's too late.

Mo Chen fainted again, his whole body was red, and he was emitting green smoke.

........................

I don't know how long it took, but the ink dust woke up again.

This time he didn't speak, just quietly looked at the sky.

The towering array of cities flashed by, and the thousands of acres of Ling rice fields were just tofu blocks.

The rivers that were once so wide that it was difficult to see the other side have now become belts of green jasper.

Countless mountains and rivers are swept over at an incredible speed.

Mo Chen was a little confused, just after hearing the names of the girl and the man.

Zhonghuang Mountain ...... Haze...... Ascension ......

couldn't be clearer, the identity of the beautiful girl in front of her and the other two men was about to come out.

It is the three holy swords that the emperor has enshrined since ancient times.

Smoke, Juque, ascending evil.

"Senior...... Hiss ......"

Mo Chen stood up suddenly, but he didn't think that it involved a huge wound on his chest, which provoked him to kneel directly on the ground, in a cold sweat.

Suddenly, a breeze with golden sand blew through his body, and the golden sand seemed to have a spirit, and they all seeped into the ink dust wound, and then turned into it

Bursts of pure spirit elements wandered around the limbs and bones of the ink dust.

The wound healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and with it, the soul-tearing pain was cut in half.

Ink Dust sat back down on the dragon scales and looked up.

It was discovered that the golden sand came from the woman in white who was covered with a light veil.

"All of them were born in Buzhou Mountain. ”

A slightly abrupt sentence, but the woman in white was staring at Mo Chen.

Mo Chen sat solemnly, quietly waiting for the woman in white to speak.

"However, all the dragons need to turn into dragons for five hundred years and dragons for thousands of years before they can get out of Zhou Mountain. It is the root of the dragons and the home of all dragons. ”

The woman in white didn't continue. Mochen knew what she meant.

There is a phantom dragon soul in his Great Xia Dragon Sparrow.

The woman in white lightly lifted her jade fingers, and the fluorescent golden sand reappeared in the breeze.

The golden sand fluttered slowly, surrounding the ink dust, like a strip of silk, brushing his skin.

Mo Chen only felt that there seemed to be an attraction in this golden sand.

Suddenly, there was a soft "buzz" in his ears.

This voice came from between heaven and earth, and it sounded like just one word to Mo Chen, but he felt that there must be a specific meaning in it.

This soft sound is more like a pure sound, because that's the sound, and it's a monosyllabic.

A very short sound, but extremely complex.

It's like a hurricane, seemingly violent and monotonous, with countless turbulence in it, and countless directions.

This is the language of the dragon, and it is a call, a call to companions.

The dragon language that has disappeared from the human world for thousands of years, if not tens of thousands of years.

To this day, no one has ever heard of the dragon language, as for those who can speak the dragon language...... I don't know where to look for it.

The dragon is the highest level of life in this world, with the most perfect body and soul, and only its incomparably strong and incomparably complex biological structure combined with incomparably powerful divine consciousness can communicate in such an unimaginable way.

The most complex is simple, and the complex is the highest.

If there is a call, there must be a response.

"Buzz ......"

This low whistle is really low, there is no fresh wind, no golden sand, but there is a warm feeling.

The low howl came from the location of the ink dust, but it was not from the ink dust, but from the center of his sea of consciousness eyebrows.

Mo Chen was suddenly very sad, not because of no hope, not because of himself, but because of this dragon roar.

For some reason, his sadness was indescribable, and he seemed to have seen countless years, infinitely lonely.

The ruined sect, hope and despair, loneliness and longing.

The ink dust was not blocked, and the whole sea of knowledge was wide open.

This dragon roar also resounded through the heavens and the earth, echoing with Fang Cai's soft roar.