For the three sisters of the Dragon Clan, Xiang Yang's emotions are very complicated.

Before, firstly, he needed to maintain the relationship with the Dragon Clan through them, and secondly, Xiang Yang did feel guilty about these three sisters, coupled with the violent personality of the Dragon Clan, which made him really have some scruples.

His character has always been like this, he is ruthless to his opponents, but he takes good care of the people around him, and he is unwilling to inflict even a little harm on him, so naturally he can't do anything to regret his marriage directly.

But after a catastrophe and opportunity, his personality is also changing dramatically with the fusion of memories, and now he is more heroic but less humane, and it will take some time to fully recover his nature.

Of course, the so-called lack of human touch is not ruthless, but in a certain situation, there is more of an instant decision.

Although these three sisters are all tender and pity, but after all, they are not of my race, but the body of the dragon clan, and they have already become husband and wife with Ya'er, how can they live up to her?

As soon as he said this, Ao Yan's soft body in his arms suddenly stiffened, as if he couldn't believe his ears, and slowly raised his head from his arms, a pair of teary eyes were full of despair, revealing a bleak smile.

Looking at her eyes, Xiang Yang suddenly felt that something was wrong, and in the middle of his thoughts, his hands tightened, and an extremely abundant vitality had already rolled away, directly sealing all the meridians in Ao Yan's body.

This dragon princess is so fierce that she will directly cut off her meridians and die...

He put his arm on her shoulder and smiled bitterly, shook his head, and sighed, "Why are you here... I'm just afraid that you will be wronged by staying by my side, okay, I'll talk about this later..."

Hearing this, Ao Yan breathed a sigh of relief, although she couldn't move her whole body, she finally had some anger in her eyes.

Speaking of which, after being promised to marry Xiang Yang, she and this husband can count the meeting on ten fingers, but for some reason, the longer the time, the stronger the longing for him.

Two hundred years of thoughts gathered together, and all bloomed in an instant, but suddenly she heard that kind of words, where could she bear it?

Now that he has eased up, he saw that Xiang Yang was also relieved, and it can be seen that he didn't care about himself, and his heart suddenly felt a lot better, thinking that there would always be a chance to slowly influence him in the future, and finally ignited a glimmer of hope.

However, among Xiang Yang's attraction to her, how much of it was from her original personality charm, and how much of it came from the attraction of the ancestral dragon bloodline to her, it was impossible to tell clearly.

took out a pill and fed her to take it, and used her vitality to help her recuperate, Xiang Yang gently helped Ao Yan to walk forward slowly.

The four Dragon Clan Ancestors quietly followed behind with Zhitianji, Seeking Heavenly Treasure, King Lin, Baishen and other Xiang Yang's cronies, and all around, more than 400,000 immortal beasts were still standing still, but their eyes also moved closely with his pace.

For a while, the audience was silent, only the footsteps slowly echoed.

When he entered the abyss two hundred years ago, Xiang Yang was just a little monk at the peak of the Dan Formation, and he was almost alone except for an Emperor Treasure of the Six Tribulation Immortal Beasts, but now, there were more than forty thousand immortal beasts with him, including several supreme-level masters, and even a few half-step Heavenly Immortal Dragon Clan Ancestors had become his slaves, and his own cultivation was even more incomprehensible compared to before.

This kind of creation, even in the upper realm like Pangu, is rare in ancient and modern times!

The sound of his footsteps seemed to have magical power, knocking on the hearts of others, and gradually, the breathing sound of the more than 400,000 immortal beasts also synchronized with it.

Boom... Boom... Boom... Boom...

A sound like a drum and a heartbeat echoed endlessly, and the whole world seemed to be jumping, gradually turning into a strange resonance.

The wide, flat ground at the bottom of the sea trembled, a rhythm visible to the naked eye, and then, with a loud clattering sound, thick cracks formed and spread in all directions.

The next moment, the tall and heavy stone walls around them made a creaking sound, as if they were about to collapse at any time, but fortunately, a layer of misty light flashed on the wall, and it stabilized again under the support of the runes.

All around, all the sea beasts changed color.

You must know that the bottom of the sea in front of you has been washed by the power of space for countless years, and it has long been as solid as steel, and when those brute beasts carved the formation pattern, it would take half a day to work on a small one, but now?

There was a hearty laugh on the stone wall, the old pot lid finally got up, and with a shake of his body, he disappeared in the same place, and when he reappeared, he had reached a hundred zhang in front of Xiang Yang, and as soon as he stood still, the ground stopped fluctuating.

Behind Xiang Yang, the surviving members of the Rock Squad were dumbfounded, and the stone poked his head out from behind King Lin, rubbed his eyes, and stammered: "Old... Old pot lid... Your old boy isn't dead..."

"Stone, don't talk nonsense, this is a big man from the Jia clan, who can keep him in this mountain and sea realm?"

Xiang Yang didn't stop walking, chuckled, seemed to be answering his questions and seemed to be talking to himself, and still walked forward without hurry.

The old pot lid stood there and shook his head, and said with a smile: "It's all old friends, what big and small people... But I've looked away... Little Brother Stone Illusion, you're hiding deep enough, haha... Well, the Duobao Immortal King is good? Counting the days, I haven't seen him for more than 100,000 years..."

Xiang Yang's expression changed slightly, as if he had been seen through at once, but he quickly reacted and sighed: "It is worthy of being a senior from the Jia clan, the master has already told me, and he will definitely not be able to hide it from you... He is now a little inconvenient and has not been able to come to see him in person, so he asked me to inform you. ”

"Yes, the Duobao Immortal King is really polite..."

The old pot lid smiled even more happily, and suddenly, a flash of light flashed in his eyes, and an abundant unimaginable spiritual power pierced out like a steel needle.

"Senior, what do you mean by this?" Xiang Yang's face changed, he stopped, and his eyes were blazing towards the old pot lid, but he saw that his face was cloudy and uncertain, and it was extremely strange.

Although the old pot lid was only tentative, he was a king-level master, and it was estimated that all the supremes present might not be able to tie it up, but he didn't expect that that spiritual power would disappear in an instant after piercing into the opponent's sea of knowledge, and it was actually devoured alive.

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