Entering the Daqian Palace at night, Jiang Liu sat on the dragon chair in the palace hall, empty in front of him, dozens of dragon pillars, standing on the sky, it seems that there are really dozens of dragons climbing on it.

"How is this dragon chair sitting?" A majestic voice came from the void, unhappy or angry.

Jiang Liu stroked the dragon-shaped armrest on the dragon chair and said, "Power is a good thing, how many people have cut off their heads and spilled their blood for it. Control the world, the world is under control, and a word determines the life and death of tens of millions of people...... It's a pity that when I sit in this position, it's like sitting on pins and needles! The cultivators of my generation seek to be free, and sitting in this position, my heart and my body are imprisoned in the small city of forty-nine cities, so I don't want to sit down!"

With that, Jiang Liu stood up, then patted his buttocks, as if the dragon chair had soiled his buttocks, and then looked at the figure that appeared.

Jiang Liu has seen Yang Pan on the one hand, a year ago, in Yujing City separated by dozens of miles of land, three months ago, although there was a fight, a big battle, but this is the real meeting, face to face.

Now the big boss of this "Yang God" world is finally standing in front of him.

Jiang Liu was looking at Emperor Qiandi Yang Pan, and Yang Pan was also looking at Jiang Liu.

This is a man with gray temples, wearing a dragon robe and a crown of nine dragons, and his temperament not only has the majesty of the emperor, but also has a feeling that it is like a lifeless and immortal heavenly dao.

"It is rumored that in ancient times, when the Holy Emperor 'Pan' was preparing to give the throne to the Taishang Daozun 'Tai', 'Tai' was cultivating on the bank of the Tongtian River at that time, and when he heard that 'Pan' was going to give him the throne, he immediately ran to the river to wash his ears, saying that 'Pan' polluted his ears. You sat on the dragon chair today, but patted your ass and got up, it seems that this way of the Ninety-Five Emperors is not your way!"

"Maybe one day I change my mind and want to be the emperor, not necessarily!" Jiang Liu said with a smile.

"If that day really comes, I will follow the way of the Ancient Holy Emperor and give it to you, how about it?"

Jiang Liu laughed and said, "You compare yourself to the Ancient Holy Emperor, I'm afraid you won't be able to do it!"

"Whether it works or not, it's not up to you to decide!" At this moment, from outside the main hall, a person wearing a purple and gold crown, wearing brocade clothes, white face and beard, and a scholar-like person.

"Hong Xuanji! You came quickly, the so-called Qi family rules the country and the world, you can't even have a family, how can you talk about governing the country and the world!"

In the face of Jiang Liu's sarcasm, the expression on Hong Xuanji's face did not change at all, that kind of demeanor made people feel like a prison like the sea, and there was a temperament of "mastery" on his body, even in front of Emperor Yang Pan, he could not hide his domineering that the gods of heaven and earth were mastering.

"It's a big rebellion, you should be chopped!" As soon as the word "chop" fell, he struck with a fist.

"Hehe, the ram's foolish knife is not fast and sharp enough, and your broken wheel is not strong enough to kill me!"

......

On this night, the Great Qianyujing Palace collapsed in three large halls.

The next day, Taishi Hong Xuanji fell ill.

And Jiang Liu did not force the monarch and the minister to be in a hurry, nor did he use the magic weapon, and after a short fight, he showed his strength, and then left the Yujing City and went to the Yunmeng Empire.

The Yunmeng Empire is a grassland empire, the largest sect in the country, and naturally the Xuantian Pavilion, one of the six holy places.

Xuantian Pavilion, Jiang Liu went once, killed the Dark Emperor Daoist, snatched the "Dark Star", and refined it into the "Death Star". Came to the Xuantian Pavilion again, asked some secrets at the eyes of the Xuantian Pavilion Lord Nalan Dark Emperor and the Heavenly Snake King, and flew directly to the northeast with the map.

What Jiang Liu is looking for is the second largest faction of the Yunmeng Empire, the mysterious Tianlong Sect. This sect is extremely mysterious, in the deepest part of the Yunmeng Prairie, in a place where no one lives. The people in the church do not have contact with the outside world, let alone conflict, and only hear their names but do not see them.

This is a mysterious anomaly for mortals, but for Jiang Liu, it is not difficult to find, and there is also information about the Xuantian Pavilion.

There was no hidden breath, the majestic human immortal blood qi was stimulated, and in the eyes of the cultivators, the direction from which the river flowed was like a fire burning clouds. Such a conspicuous momentum will be perceived in this endless prairie, hundreds of miles away.

Just as the river was rapidly approaching in the direction shown on the map, there were also people approaching him in the northeastern sky. The river stopped, and then saw a band of light that stretched across half of the sky shoot lightly.

Such a scene seems to have laid a path of light in the sky.

"This method of escape is so good-looking, but it is also too fancy!" For Jiang Liu, the method of escape should not only be easy to use, but also hidden.

Looking up at the band of light, Jiang Liu was a little surprised, and in the band of light, a small figure the size of a fist appeared, and as it stepped out of the light, it grew up at a speed visible to the naked eye, and when it fell in front of Jiang Liu, she had grown into a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl, wearing a red silk silk dress.

"Dragon Girl?!"

Jiang Liu has seen the appearance of the real dragon after transformation, similar to this girl, both have two dragon horns on their foreheads, red and gorgeous, similar to coral. It's just that the dragon horns on the heads of the dragon kings of Huaidu and Hedu are domineering, but the dragon horns of this girl are delicate and delicate.

"The girl is the sect master of the Heavenly Dragon Sect, the Heavenly Dragon Dao Master?"

"It's the little woman. The Heavenly Dragon Dao Master smiled slightly, mysterious and elegant: "My surname is Ao, and my single name is a Luan character." Childe is the master of the East China Sea Hidden Dragon Observatory thousands of miles away?"

Jiang Liu didn't expect that the person he was looking for would take the initiative to send it to the door, and said with a smile: "Well, I didn't expect my false name to spread to this far north......

Three months ago, a great change occurred in the Xuantian Pavilion, and then the Great Qian Emperor Yang Pan returned with a feather, and the strength of the Guanzhu can be described as unfathomable. Let me guess, what is the so-called thing about the Lord's trip......" This dragon girl Ao Luan, who has "blood coral" on her head, is very polite in her words. Moreover, she seems to have learned about Jiangliu through some channel.

"But I want to get information about the Dragon Graveyard! My Heavenly Dragon Sect doesn't have anything worth selling in person, but this Dragon Graveyard still has some value!"

Jiang Liu looked at this dragon girl, and did not hide it, and said directly: "My purpose is the Dragon Cemetery, I heard that only the descendants of the Heavenly Dragon Sect and the Hundred Families of Sons know the location of the Dragon Tomb, is the girl willing to lead the way?"

"No, no, is Childe going now?"

Seeking good fortune and avoiding evil, knowing advance and retreat, knowing the gains and losses, this dragon girl is rarely confused.

The past of the Xuantian Pavilion was vivid, and she didn't want to become the second Dark Emperor Daoist, so she could only give in and bend her waist.

"In that case, then let's go! You want to survive the Sixfold Thunder Tribulation, and you need someone to support you, I promise you, when you come back, I will help you survive the Sixfold Heavenly Tribulation!"

The Dragon's Graveyard is in the midst of the Void Turbulence, and it is rumored that the end of the Void Turbulence is the mysterious Outer Heaven. The Thousand Worlds opened up by the Ancient Holy Emperor are among them, and the place where the sons of the Middle Ages preach is also among them. The dragon girl said: "As for the primeval dragon graveyard, I have already determined the location, but it is extremely difficult to enter, and there is a large array of blockades. ”

"I have my own means of entry, and the girl will lead the way. Jiang Liu said.

The dragon maiden smiled and said, "If everything goes well, it will take about a day to reach the entrance of the Dragon Graveyard, but ...... If it doesn't go well, you may get lost in the void turbulence!"

"Let your soul go with me! The void turbulence is too dangerous, and I won't let you be put in danger!"

The dragon girl shook her head and said, "The thought spirit is easy to use, but it is not omnipotent, only my true body can perceive the direction of the dragon graveyard." ”

As she spoke, the dragon girl took out an extremely long magnetic needle, shining and shining, and above the magnetic needle was a disc with many directions on it.

After taking out the disc and the long needle, the dragon girl dripped a drop of her own blood on the magnetic needle, and suddenly the magnetic needle vibrated violently and spun on the disk.

Buzzing, after a bit of spinning, the needle finally specified a direction.

"Lord, this is a unique compass, the magnetic needle can point out the general location of the dragon's graveyard, you and I will join forces to break through the void and escape into the void turbulence!"

Jiang Liu stretched out his palm and said, "It's not so troublesome, you just have a good grasp of the direction, and I'll take care of the rest!"

As he spoke, his palm was like a knife, slashing towards the void, and in an instant, a knife tore through the void.

The dragon girl Ao Luan was slightly frightened when she saw Jiang Liu's hand knife splitting the void. This knife could easily split the void, and naturally it could easily split anyone's body.

"My physical body is stronger than that of ordinary cultivators, comparable to human immortals, but I can't stop this sword!" said the dragon girl secretly, and then the two of them flashed, and they pierced into the void turbulence.

This void turbulence, like the vast world, is infinite, and there is no end to it. One moment is the unpredictable meteorite group, the next is the light mountain and fog sea condensed by the power of starlight, and the other is a large black hole tunnel, exuding a powerful attraction force, I don't know what it is. After a while, there was a huge ocean suspended in space, and a huge land with a radius of dozens or hundreds of miles. But it is completely desolate, with no plants and no animals.

Vitality spreads all over the body to counteract the damage of the Void Turbulence. And the dragon girl Ao Luan, a blood-red, coral-like armor appeared on her body, and the rose-shaped petals on this armor were extremely gorgeous. It was shrouded in a thin layer of clear light, unaffected by the vacuum.

Following the direction pointed by the magnetic needle, it flew over. I don't know how many thousands of miles I flew, there was no sense of time in the void, no sunrise and sunset, no dusk drum and morning bell, everything was based on feeling.

Maybe for more than a day, the dragon girl Ao Luan suddenly said excitedly: "Lord, it's almost there!"

Jiang Liu looked at her eyes, and the magnetic needle in her hand suddenly stopped, and at the same time, a faint brilliance appeared on the pointer.

Then the two of them looked ahead at the same time, and suddenly, in the chaotic sea of stars in the distance, it seemed that thousands of miles away, there were extremely thick scaly clouds, and in the center of the clouds, a pitch-black tunnel with a radius of hundreds of miles, like a whirlpool in the sea, kept rotating.

"This is the entrance to the Ancient Dragon's Necropolis!"