On Hojo Island, surrounded by hills, there is a beautiful valley like a gourd valley. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info In the innermost part of the valley, there is a small lake in the valley basin, and the cyan lotus floats on the surface of the lake, which is the Sanguang Shenshui Lake that the Qiankun Ancestor transferred to Abbot Island before.

The Qiankun Ancestor, who had been sitting on the millstone-sized nine-grade green lotus on the lake and realized the mystery of the way of creation for a long time, finally slowly opened his eyes, and stood up with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "The way of creation is really mysterious and mysterious." ”

"Out.." The ancestor of Qiankun between the words, turned his hand and took out the Qiankun Ding, and snorted, his mind moved, and the Qiankun Ding had directly become larger and suspended in the void, and then the mouth of the Dingkou went down, and a behemoth like a mountain of meat appeared out of thin air, and there were blood dripping, and the moment it landed, it was integrated into the earth, exuding a strong vitality, making the surrounding flowers and plants grow rapidly as if they were nourished.

This bloody mountain of flesh was the flesh and blood of the green dragon, which could not be used to refine weapons, so it was left behind by the Qiankun Ancestor. That is dragon meat, the dragon meat of the Great Luo Golden Immortal Divine Dragon, containing surging energy, and the Qiankun Ancestor will not discard it at will.

Although this dragon meat is a really good thing, the Qiankun clone of the Lin Meng Universe has not eaten rare delicacies such as dragon liver and phoenix marrow, and it has long been no longer fresh. This green dragon's dragon meat, Qiankun Ancestor really has no interest in eating it.

The Qiankun Ancestor, who was moved, was already exuding a mysterious aura of creation, and he was permeating towards the bloody mountain of meat.

In an instant, the bloody Roshan burst out like a machine, the blood-colored light flickered, and the surging breath spread, and after slowly falling from the sky, it had turned into a small mountain range that meandered, faintly visible as if a giant dragon was coiled.

Immediately afterwards, the Qinglong Mountain Range was full of life, and some flowers and trees began to grow slowly.

"Go.." A ball of energy light appeared in front of his hand, and with a wave of his hand, the Qiankun Ancestor had already smashed the last remaining power of the Qinglong Yuan Shen into the Qinglong Mountain Range.

Suddenly, the whole mountain trembled slightly, and the misty light loomed, as if there was spirituality, and the flowers and trees that had just grown on it were also swaying slightly with branches and leaves, as if they were very happy, and suddenly they were even more vigorous.

With the stroke of the Qiankun Ancestor's fingers, he wrote three big characters 'Dragon Head Peak' on the raised dragon-like peak of the Qinglong Mountain Range.

Qiankun Ancestor, who flew and landed on the Dragon Head Peak, looked at the winding and coiled Qinglong Mountain Range, there was no trace of joy on his face, and some were just cold and hard: "If I want to prove the Great Dao, I have to let my heart be as hard as stone and as cold as iron!"

In the Lin Meng Universe, the Qiankun Ancestor's Qiankun clone has seen a lot, and he feels more and more ruthless in the world of the strong. Any strong person has grown up on countless blood bones. Without a firm heart to the Tao, without decisive ruthlessness, it is destined to be difficult to go too far on this road.

This time, using the corpse of the green dragon to refine those more than ten magic weapons and divine weapons, for the Qiankun Ancestor, how could it not be a process of refining the heart?

As a traverser, in the midst of the desolation, the ancestor of Qiankun felt more and more deeply that his modern mentality was unacceptable, and he had to integrate into this world as soon as possible, so that he could become a qualified powerhouse.

"I shouldn't be afraid of anything, and I shouldn't be afraid. In this world, there shouldn't be anything that makes me afraid," looking up at the void, Qiankun Ancestor's gaze seemed to penetrate the hidden formation of Abbot Island, and saw the vast world of the desolate wilderness in the distance: "You can't always retreat and cultivate, there are blood sea clones and his many blood god doppelgangers to help comprehend the way of heaven and earth, at most, one doppelganger will be left to guard Abbot Island, and my deity should continue to wander in the desolation." If you want to integrate into a world, you can only enter this world. If you want to understand the way of heaven and earth, you must understand this heaven and earth. Because in the heaven and earth, the scenery is infinite, and there are traces of the Tao. ”

Although he was a standard otaku in his previous life, the ancestor of Qiankun always believed that 'it is better to read ten thousand books than to travel ten thousand miles'. In this desolate world, it is not advisable to practice in retreat and penance. There are too many opportunities and scenery in the wilderness, and it is a pity to miss it.

As a result, the Qiankun Ancestor was quickly ready, and left Abbot Island to start his journey through the flood again.

However, this time, the Qiankun Ancestor did not go directly to the Flood Desolate Continent, but followed the traces of the Dragon Clan to the depths of the boundless sea.

In the dark underwater world, there are also undulating mountains and deep trenches, and there are many aquarium monks living in seclusion.

In this world, the dragons are still an incomparably powerful race, and they are the masters of the underwater world. Although the dragon clan has declined, after all, the emaciated camel is bigger than the horse. And the dragon clan is promiscuous, with many bloodlines, forming a huge vassal group force, which makes the dragon clan have a deep heritage.

In the depths of the seabed, there is an incomparably huge mountain range, winding and circling to form a ring, exuding a surging aura, and the invisible power makes the surrounding sea water seem a little viscous.

This is the Ancestral Dragon Mountain Range, which is the dragon body of the dragon clan patriarch Zulong after his death, suppressing the dragon clan's original dragon qi, and it is the place where the dragon clan's luck gathers.

However, now this Ancestral Dragon Mountain Range is faintly exuding a strong evil aura, if a monk with a weak heart approaches the Ancestral Dragon Mountain Range, he may be affected by that strong evil qi and become crazy and murderous.

These evil qi are the sins caused by the dragon clan in the dragon and Han tribulation, and it affects and weakens the luck of the dragon clan at all times, making it more difficult for the dragon clan with a strong body, can easily make waves, travel clouds and rain, and have great magical powers, and the fertility decreases.

In the long run, there are fewer and fewer dragon cultivators, and there are also fewer dragons with pure blood. Even though the dragon clan tried to continue the bloodline with other water tribes, making more and more water tribes with dragon blood, and enhancing the overall natural strength of the water tribe, it was still unable to reverse the decline of the dragon clan.

In the place of the dragon's head in the Zulong Mountain Range, in the middle of the tall dragon's head peak, there is a cave. In the abyss-like cave, a rich evil aura permeated out, and the scorching light in the evil aura could be faintly seen, and a hot and dry breath emanated.

In the depths of the cave, in a mountainside space filled with dark red aura like clouds, a basketball-sized spirit bead with dark red light was suspended in the air. The rich evil aura and hot aura emanated from the spirit bead.

Below, an old man in a red robe, with a fiery red beard, and a very heavy aura all over his body, sat quietly, raised his head and closed his eyes at the spirit bead, causing the scorching light on the spirit bead to shoot to the center of his eyebrows, and slowly formed a looming dark red eye at the center of his eyebrows.

After a long time, the red-robed old man with a slightly hideous face finally gritted his teeth and let out a low roar in his mouth, and forcibly stopped absorbing the scorching brilliance of the spirit bead, and the dark red illusory eyes at the center of his eyebrows also disappeared.

"Eye of the Candle Dragon! I Ao Zhuo will definitely succeed in cultivating, and then my dragon clan will have a chance to rise again. Brother Ao Cang, don't worry! I swear that I will find the person who killed you and avenge you," the red-robed old man roared in a low and slightly crazy manner, his breath a little disordered.

As soon as his voice came, a cold and indifferent voice suddenly sounded: "Revenge? It's up to you to let the dragon clan rise, you yourself are already about to enter the demon path, and if you continue to cultivate like this, the result will only be ruined yourself, what can you use to make the dragon clan rise?"

"Who dares to trespass on my dragon clan's forbidden land and seek death!" the red-robed old man who suddenly raised his head shouted with a scarlet light flashing in his eyes.

Qiankun Ancestor, who had separated the dark red and misty aura from the outside, looked at the red-robed old man with a slight sneer: "I am the one who killed Qinglong Ao Cang, and I am also the object of your revenge. ”