Xuanlong shouted, and Ziyan's soul was almost scared out, and it was only an hour, how could the size of this demon dragon be doubled, nine feet tall, and two zhang long!

Zi Yan suddenly turned his head and grabbed the coffin lid with both hands, and suddenly retracted two steps back, pear blossoms brought rain, and cried: "You...... Don't come here."

Xuanlong saw Ziyan Chuchu's pitiful appearance, and couldn't help but feel soft in his heart, why should the dragon clan embarrass the dragon clan, he suddenly raised his paws and scratched his forehead and said softly: "Don't you cry, can't I not beat you?"

Zi Yan's eyes were frightened, where could he believe Xuanlong's words, so when Xuanlong spoke, he suddenly stepped back around the bronze ancient coffin, and said coldly: "I don't believe you, anyway, don't come here."

Xuanlong was suddenly a little at a loss, and then said loudly: "Benlong is full of words, if he says that if he doesn't beat you, he won't beat you, don't cry."

Xuanlong said, then took a step towards Ziyan, Ziyan panicked, frightened the six gods without a master, anxious, exerted all his strength, desperately struggled and stomped his foot into one of the small coffins, and then desperately closed the coffin lid, no matter how Xuanlong coerced and lured outside, he was indifferent.

"If you don't come out, I'm going to beat you!"

Xuanlong said, kicking the bronze coffin a few times.

At this time, Xuanlong drank the psychic yuan liquid, and his volume doubled, and his physique was as strong as steel, and he was invulnerable, but he desperately knocked on the coffin lid a few times, but he failed to shake the bronze ancient coffin in the slightest.

Xuanlong's eyes rolled, when he left the middle wilderness, he took away the treasure of the Zhen clan, it can be said that he has collected the world's instrument and law in one, and there is no one in this world who can hardly beat his two dragon bodies, but Fang just slapped this bronze ancient coffin seven or eight times, but it has no effect at all!

"Damn, baby!

Xuanlong's eyes rolled, and he looked at the two-zhang long bronze coffin, and his heart itched terribly, so he held his chin and looked at the bronze coffin containing his grandmother with interest!

Xuanlong has always been patient, which can be seen in his swimming and grinding his toenails, so when he looks at this bronze coffin, that kind of heart is like a magnet, and the perseverance and patience that does not stop without a guide are revealed.

When Xuanlong poured the coffin outside, the speed of Jing Ye to absorb a large amount of spiritual energy with the Heaven Swallowing Technique finally slowed down, the sea of gods is full of thousands of golden waves, there is no end, the five elements in the air Yuan Dan are full of luster and shining, and the five-colored spiritual roots under it grow and grow, the branches and leaves are dense, standing on the sea of golden waves, there is a towering momentum!

At this time, his third realm elixir realm was finally unharmed, and in the void in the air, there was a lone wolf phantom that was extremely tall, standing on a mountain cliff, roaring towards the bright moon in the distance.

This is Jing Ye's lone wolf howling moon spirit crown, which has almost appeared at this time, if it is compared to ordinary monks, only this kind of spirit crown can fight against the spirit crown of the peak strength of the fourth realm.

But this is far from enough, Jing Ye is far from enough, he is only in the fourth realm of the first grade realm now, and he thinks that he should be able to give birth to two or three kinds, or even more spiritual crowns.

The spiritual crown starts from the Yufu dantian, which is a self-contained illusion, based on the power of the conceived soul to strengthen one's body!

If the power of the divine soul is strong enough, it will be condensed and converged into a wisp of divine thought, and the divine thought is a higher level of embodiment of the power of the divine soul!

And the Great Sage Dragon Ancestor left him with three thousand divine thoughts!

These three thousand divine thoughts are this Nagarjuna Spirit, waiting for him to draw cultivation from them, or regenerate the spiritual crown!

While thinking about it, Jing Ye let out a clear roar: "Swallow the sky!"

Swallow the heavens, suck up three thousand divine thoughts, and devour the power of the divine soul!

At this moment, among the fiery red and enchanting clouds above the thorn leaves, a golden wisp of brilliant golden feathers like beautiful clouds slowly floated down, and disappeared into the eyebrows of the thorn leaves.

As soon as the sea of thorn leaves lit up, the wisps of golden feathers accompanied by colorful clouds slowly fell into the ocean of golden waves, causing a circle of ripples, and then disappeared.

At that time, between the enchanting red glow above the three-zhang cave, one or two wisps appeared...... Countless golden feather thoughts were like golden goose feathers and snow, and they fell around the thorn leaves.

The heaven-swallowing formula traveled all over the body, and three thousand divine thoughts lingered.

Jing Ye had fine sweat on his forehead, and he recalled what he had seen and heard along the way since he entered this square tower, the poignant love that moved him with resentment, the persistence of going straight for thousands of miles in the yellow sand, the brutality of Xiao Xiao's brave killing in Autumn Leaves, and the last winter snow field, the Milky Way Waterfall in the bright moon, and the power of the bloodline inherited from the ages.

On this dragon body that winds up and rushes straight to the nine skies, Jing Ye knows and understands, spring, summer, autumn and winter, the end of the Jiuli era, the prosperity ends, and now the withered Jiuli relics are like the empty winter snow field, between the ice and desolation, and I also hope that the Jiuli bloodline between the Milky Way Waterfall will continue to awaken, and one day, fight Litian again!

On the dragon tree, at that moment, the jade-like crystal green treasure made the large dragon's mouth have the momentum of taking off, like a dragon going out to sea, wanting to soar for nine days, calling for wind and rain!

The dragon's body soars straight up for nine days, and the jade treasure casts brilliance!

Jing Ye's forehead was densely covered with sweat, and he broke out with a burst of unparalleled momentum: "Soul Crown! Flying Dragon Playing Pearl!"

The waterfall of the psychic yuan liquid around the vitex evaporated into a curling cloud, in this cloud and smoke enchanting fiery red mist, the brilliant light was born, and the wisps of flickering streamer gradually converged in one place, and then rotated and cruised, gradually revealing the dazzling light of turquoise, followed by the turquoise light, the turquoise condensed brilliance gradually became clear, revealing a fist-sized turquoise bead.

At this moment, between the sea of thorn leaves and gods, in the vast void, a dragon roar shook the sky, and a thousand-foot-long golden dragon dragon dragon swung its tail and rushed towards the top of the void, and not far from the top of the dragon's head, there was a green and shining bead slowly falling.

This time the state of attaining the crown lasted for three or four hours.

And at this moment, Jing Ye sweated like rain, and his face was almost pale, but the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he smiled, and he finally gathered his crown again, flying dragons and playing with pearls.

The breath of the ancient is rippling between the sea of gods, time is not old, the thorn leaves are pulling the silk thread of fate, and the Jiuli clan, which has been annihilated, is awakening little by little, and the spark of the stars will eventually burn the prairies.

When Jing Ye stood up, he felt stiff all over his body, his arms and legs were sore, and he didn't know how many hours he had been sitting down, and he still had a feeling of unfinished.

How much is the waterfall yuan liquid in the tree hole, Jing Ye looked around, such a psychic yuan liquid is good if it can be brought out for a little bit and a half, and in the future, if you escape from the Dragon Valley, where can you find a place with abundant spiritual energy like this cave or Shu Mountain.

Jing Ye yawned, walked out of the tree hole, and froze!

He didn't even react to a distraction, what the hell was going on!

Devastation!

These four words could not be more appropriate to describe the scene in front of Jing Ye, but I saw that the five-foot-high rock platform in the center of the square had collapsed by more than half, and the ground around it was full of potholes, and the surrounding rocks were trivial.

What made Jing Ye even more stunned was that the bronze ancient coffin on the stand, which had been pushed open by Jing Ye with a lot of effort, was unloaded in front of him.

followed Jing Ye's eyebrows, and the most surprising scene for him was that at this time, Xuanlong was sitting on the incense table with Erlang's legs crossed, and Ziyan was actually squatting next to him respectfully, holding the fresh fruit in the plate in his hand, as if he was peeling fruit for Xuanlong.

Ziyan handed the peeled fruit to Xuanlong, and at the same time picked up a handkerchief and gently wiped Xuanlong's forehead, looking at such a warm scene, Jing Ye's jaw was about to fall, which one is this singing?

To say that Ziyan is a woman's identity, Jing Ye is not deeply surprised, after all, it is said that the Bihai Longyuan Ancient Dragon Emperor has four sons under his knees, and the eldest sons of the two emperors have joined other tribes in their early years, and now they are a lord, although Chi Xin is the crown prince, he also went to Beihai twenty years ago.

The position of the prince of Bihai Longyuan was vacant for twenty years, until the dragon clan found the eldest grandson Yu!

But everyone forgot that the Dragon Emperor also had an arrogant son, Zi Yan, and the fourth son of the Dragon Emperor, Zi Yan, was also talented, and he made a name for himself in Dongtu in the early years, and he dared to call the head of Banshu Mountain.

From this point of view, the existence of Ziyan is undoubtedly the best candidate for the prince of Dragon Valley, but in the past twenty years, there has not been the slightest rumor that Ziyan will inherit the position of the prince of the Dragon Clan, so Ziyan should have a reason not to be the prince of the Dragon Clan.

Unless Purple Flame is not a man at all!

Jing Ye looked at Ziyan's docile and respectful appearance, for some reason a cold sweat broke out on his back, he subconsciously coughed, this cough Xuanlong almost fell to the ground, stood up in a panic, and his face was surprisingly red.

"Ah...... This one...... You came out, by the way, this coffin is a baby, invulnerable, it took me and that and Ziyan a lot of effort to remove it, by the way, the fruit here is quite fresh, you ...... Would you like to have some?"

Xuanlong was at a loss.

And just when Xuanlong finished saying this, Jing Ye was suddenly stunned!

This place is the forbidden land of the dragon clan, the ruins of the old war, even that Chixin should have been decades ago, why there will be such a fresh fresh fruit tribute on this incense case, it seems that it has only been put on the table in the past few days!

Has anyone been here before?!

Jing Ye walked over in three or two steps under the puzzled gaze of Xuanlong and Ziyan, took the red and tender fresh fruit in Xuanlong's hand, and tasted it, it was really an ordinary and fresh dragon fruit, and there was nothing peculiar.

So Jing Ye swept towards the case again, and found that the incense burner was empty, and at this time, Jing Ye suddenly found that there was an ancient Buddhist word 'swastika' at the bottom of the empty incense burner.

"This is not the incense burner in our dragon abyss, there are still people who have come here before us!" Zi Yan also noticed the clue, and then said, suddenly he was surprised, and exclaimed: "This incense burner is still a magic weapon, it should still be a good space magic weapon."

"Yes, or maybe those two monks have been here", Jing Ye said, and under the incense case as far as his eyes could see, there was a string of dark red Buddha beads, which should have been inadvertently dropped on the ground.

In an instant, Jing Ye thought of the little monk who handed him wine that day, and the middle-aged monk who was slightly chubby and smiling at him in the distance.

"Whatever, it's a baby anyway!" Xuanlong walked over, picked up the Buddha beads on the ground with one paw, and looked at it with interest.

"This seems to be the handprint of the Buddha," Ziyan said, leaning over and looking at the handprint carved on the string of trivial Buddha beads.

"This monk also looks too good, and there is this movement around the neck."

"In addition to the mudras, there seems to be the Prajnaparamita Heart Sutra from the Incense Valley."

"What's that?"

"It is said to be a very advanced practice in the Incense Valley Tianchan Temple, but ordinary people can't understand it."

......

Ziyan and Xuanlong, you and I, seemed to talk very happily, the two were curious about the string of Buddha beads, completely ignoring the Jing Ye on the side, Jing Ye smiled and shook his head, picked up the incense burner on the incense table, and walked towards the magic circle under the cloud ladder.

Although the psychic essence liquid contains the purest aura, when the Jingye Shenhai is completed and the spiritual root grows to the sky, the psychic essence has little impact on his cultivation in a certain sense.

However, the formation that had gone through spring, summer, autumn and winter before made him still a little unsatisfied, Jing Ye took out the scriptures of the "Great Yan Heavenly Machine" with one hand, and stepped into the winter snow field with one foot.