Zhang Yixian sat on the hundredth step of the stairs, his eyes closed, like an old monk in a fixed place, running the exercises to restore the power of the divine soul and consolidate the insights he had gained during the previous journey.

At the same time, on the small platform of the hundredth steps, Ao Xiaoning was also wheezing, holding his stomach with one hand, very tired.

When he found that there was a place to stay, he immediately stopped, and after waiting for a long time and no one came from behind, he knew that he was the only one here.

Growing up, he hadn't made a few real friends, and with a breath of relief, he slowly sat down, and he had also learned a lot on the way before.

"It's so comfortable here, even though I'm sweating, it seems to feel pampered. Ao Xiaoning muttered to himself.

Walking here, he just felt a little tired, which was not his limit, and he felt that he could continue to walk.

"Recover some vitality first, and then continue to go up, I don't know what happened to Brother Zhang and them at this time. ”

After a deep groan, Ao Xiaoning prepared for cultivation, closed his eyes and became focused. The vitality in his body began to run along the meridians in his body, and every other day, some scattered breath gathered around him, and then entered his body through his skin, and at the same time expelled the breath that had entered before.

Between one in and one out, a cycle was formed, and the vitality that had been consumed too much in his body's meridians slowly filled up again.

At the same time as he was meditating on his cultivation, at the center of his eyebrows, a gray air flow flowed out of it, as soon as he came into contact with the outside world, this gray air flow began to revolve around Ao Xiaoning's body, and he seemed to be very happy, and this air flow looked very ordinary, just like the human fireworks that diffused from the stove when ordinary people were burning wood.

However, Ao Xiaoning didn't seem to be aware of this process at all, and still closed his eyes and concentrated, immersed in cultivation.

And after the gray air flow circled around him a few times, he seemed to be a little dizzy, and floated in mid-air, like a life full of intelligence.

At the beginning, the gray air flow surrounded Ao Xiaoning's body, and slowly, like a tyrant who was little familiar with his own territory, it began to float in other directions, and finally came to the top of the steps behind Ao Xiaoning.

As soon as the gray air flow came to the steps, a real dragon in mid-air that was originally formed by the golden lines on the steps rushed towards the gray air flow.

And that gray gas was actually like a real person, and the real dragon that was suddenly pounced on jumped down, and as soon as it stopped, the real dragon made of golden threads put on an attack posture towards it, like a gecko lying on the wall, with two pairs of front paws, and the sharp light looming between the dragon's mouth was ready.

Seeing this situation, the gray air flow was very humane and shook his body slightly in mid-air, and then rolled back and forth in mid-air, and he didn't know whether he was trembling with fear or trembling with laughter.

Seeing this, the remaining divinity of the true dragon was also enraged, and the next moment, its figure launched an attack on the gray air flow in front of it like a true dragon.

A golden dragon claw grabbed violently, and the gray air flow was caught, and then the dragon claw shook it violently, and the gray air flow did not move and let it attack.

Gradually, as the true dragon's attack crossed the channel, the more times it came into contact with the gray air current, the more the body on its body that was still brilliant gradually became gray, and then even the agility of the original body was not as good as before.

On the other hand, the gray air current, not only was it not dispersed by the real dragon's attack, but the color of the surface became darker and a little grayer.

When the true dragon's divine light was half dimmed compared to before, the gray air current, which had always been motionless, finally moved, as if it was finally satisfied, and continued to move towards the stairs above.

With each flight of steps, each true dragon made of golden lines would attack the gray air stream as if it were an enemy, and it seemed to adapt to it, still motionless and allowing the real dragon to attack.

Eventually, with each step it passed, half of the divine light on those true dragons would lose half of its luster.

The higher it floated, the deeper and darker the gray air current, and the color became heavier and heavier, like a curious child, whose steps never seemed to stop.

In the outside world, as the gray air flow moved, the golden lines on the steps of Longmen Mountain began to dim, directly causing its power to decline, and the ability it exerted also dropped by half.

When many dragons who were originally walking on the steps were almost unable to hold on, they suddenly felt that the pressure on their bodies had been reduced by half, and the body that had felt like it was about to crack had recovered again.

This made many dragons feel inexplicable, but they didn't care about the reason, their elders had warned them more than once before entering this place, they must go to the highest place as much as possible.

Even if your body can't bear it, keep your feet on the last step in front of you.

At this moment, they were desperate as if they saw hope, and all the dragons below two hundred knots, everyone's body surged with the strength to move forward again.

And at this time, with the dimming of the luster of the real dragon on the steps, the Dragon King of the South China Sea, whose eyes were still staring at the bronze mirror before the dragon gate, gradually discovered that something was wrong, and more and more light points that had stopped moving forward again, if it was a single one, it would be easy to say, but there had never been such a thing when the dragon gate was opened before.

"Ang~"

At this moment, a huge real dragon pattern suddenly appeared on the walls on both sides of the front steps of the dragon gate.

The real dragon carved into the wall seemed to come to life, and it raised its head and roared loudly.

Not only did the many dragon clans who were struggling on the steps hear it, but even the outside world, the few dragon palace masters who were originally guarding in front of the bronze mirror and closing their eyes to recuperate, and who had all flowed down, also heard it.

When this unusually loud dragon roar came out, everyone present showed a solemn look on their faces, even the old man who had always been light and breezy on his face was a little heavy.

The eyes of the five people were all focused on the dragon gate in the distance, and the same emotion flowed in everyone's hearts.

"It still appeared. ”

Ao Guang, the Dragon King of the East China Sea, sighed in a low voice, and the old Bai beside him dusted off with a smile, smiled slightly, and did not answer.

The other lords of the Three Seas Dragon Palace clenched their fingers one after another, and the original solemn expression on their faces disappeared, and they returned to their original expressions.

Ao Guang, the Dragon King of the East China Sea, got up from the seat under him, glanced at the dragon gate in the distance, and then swept his gaze to the other four, with a very knowing smile on his face.