swallow dragon

Thousands of years of immortality, blood flow thousands of miles.

A thick layer of haze lingers in everyone's hearts. The coming of a great prosperous age is destined to have countless supreme beings rising, and it is also destined that countless arrogances will stain the sky with blood in the future, becoming a lament on the road to hegemony.

Even a hero as arrogant as Zhao Xuanhuang, his heart is heavy. The advent of the ancient era is a good thing for monks, because they can see the hope of longevity, but it is also a war song full of flames, and no monk can avoid it.

Ye Wuwei's willingness to tell them the news was also a repayment of Bai Pingchao's kindness, and he did not want the Golden Sword Cave Sky to be wiped out and become a speck of dust in the future.

"Junior Brother Lin, if you can really break the curse, I will do my best to protect you for the Brotherhood. Although I am aiming at the Southern Region, I am afraid that I will not be able to do it when the world of great conflict comes." Zhao Xuanhuang looked serious, and it didn't seem like he was acting .

Lin Yi took a sip of his wine and said with a calm smile: "Brother, don't worry, there was an old saying in my hometown, if he treats me like a gentleman, I will repay him with a gentleman; If it can really break the curse, it will definitely protect the golden sword cave in a hundred years."

"Good! Good! Good!"

Zhao Xuanhuang's uncle showed admiration in his eyes, clapped his hands and laughed: "Nephew is right, Senior Brother Bai won't misunderstand the person, I apologize to you on behalf of Xuanhuang, it was us Meng Lang before."

"Uncle, please don't say that. If I were in the position of the master master, I would do the same, and the master master is also for the eternal foundation of the Golden Sword Cave."

Ye Wuwei blew his whistle, laughed and said: "Seeing that you are all in harmony, Ye Mou has settled his mind, but your Golden Sword Cave is not peaceful, Ye Mou believes that Huang Hu may not think so."

"Humph!"

The Supreme Elder sneered, and his eyes flashed coldly: "If Nephew Lin can break the curse, he will be a candidate for the cultivation of our Golden Sword Cave Heaven. Whoever dares to miss the eternal foundation of our sect will be a sinner through the ages. He deserves death."

Ye Wuwei smiled, blinked at Lin Yi, and said with a smile: "I believe in Lin boy, I think this kid can become a master."

"Hahahahaha!"

Suddenly, a loud laugh came from a distance, Zhao Xuanhuang's face showed a complex and indistinguishable expression, and then Lin Yi was shocked to find that Ye Wuwei had a fierce look in his eyes, and an extremely ferocious murderous intent erupted from him.

In the distance, a mountain roared and a tsunami swept over, as if it could split the world, with a domineering aura, but this strong man was only targeting Ye Wuwei, not other people.

"A monster from the Holy Realm, it seems that he has an old grudge with Prince Ye. Just after Ye Wuwei left the customs, someone came to seek revenge. It should be a strong man from the Golden Sword Cave who tipped off the news."

Lin Yi felt awe in his heart, and looked at Zhao Xuanhuang inadvertently, and found that his brother in charge had a wry smile, and immediately understood that Zhao Xuanhuang had already known about it.

"Ye Luochen!"

Ye Wuwei gritted his teeth and said the name almost word for word.

Lin Yi was also surprised. He was not unfamiliar with this name at all. On the contrary, he was very familiar with it. There are too few monks in the Southern Region who have never heard of this name.

The current second son of the Demon Emperor is known as the most talented genius in the Demon Emperor's Palace for thousands of years. He is already at the fifth level of the Shenyuan Realm before he is two thousand years old. He is a well-known master of the Demon Saint Realm in the Southern Region. .

The monster race is different from the human race. The life span of the monster race is generally much longer than that of the human race, but they do not have the unique cultivation physique of the human race.

Many monster races often only develop their spiritual wisdom for hundreds of years, and they can live to about three thousand years old if they cultivate to the Xuanhai stage in their lifetime.

As the parent and child of the Demon Emperor, they naturally possess spiritual wisdom from birth. However, in order to cultivate the growth of the next generation, the Demon Emperor's Palace often closes their spiritual wisdom first. Poor, not worthy of cultivating in the Demon Emperor's Palace at all.

The current demon emperor is more than six thousand years old, and he is one of the oldest living beings in the Southern Territory. He has been passionate all his life and has many heirs, but only two of them meet his requirements, and he personally kills the rest, so as not to It has tarnished the reputation of the Demon Emperor's Palace.

Ye Wuwei was intelligent since he was a child, and he was the fifth son of the Demon Emperor. When he was five hundred years old, he was established as the young master by the Demon Emperor and raised as his successor.

This action made the other princes very dissatisfied. Although he couldn't kill Ye Wuwei blatantly, it could continue to damage his self-confidence. As long as he defeated Ye Wuwei again and again and made him lose his arrogance to dominate the Nine Heavens, the Demon Emperor would naturally Choose another prince as the young master.

Among them, Ye Luochen is the most concerned about the throne of the Demon Emperor. He plotted against Ye Wuwei more than 1000 years ago. If Bai Pingchao hadn't rescued the mad Ye Wuwei, he might have died already.

"Fifth Brother, you have been imprisoned for 1000 years, and your mind is really confused. A waste body is a waste body. Even if the world changes, the Eternal Tribulation Body is still a practice waste body, not to mention whether the magician in Tianji Valley is telling the truth or not. Unknown, you are too optimistic about this trash."

Ye Luochen was tyrannical and boundless, his voice was like thunder, and the castles in the sky that were blown up were crumbling.

"Ye Luochen is being reckless. Even though he is the son of the Demon Emperor, he is not qualified to play wild in the Golden Sword Cave." Zhao Xuanhuang's uncle was angry, and two divine lights suddenly shot out from his cloudy eyes, which belonged to the coercion of the eighth level of the Divine Origin Realm. Powerful and terrifying.

"Humph!"

The old man let out a cold snort, the terrifying aura pierced through the void, turned into a huge and friendless palm, and ruthlessly suppressed it away.

Outside the castle in the air!

Ye Luochen wore a pale yellow robe, with black hair like a waterfall, and he was not afraid of the blow from the eighth-level powerhouse of the Divine Origin Realm. hit together.

boom!

The void is shattered. Although the space inside the Golden Sword Cave is a thousand times more stable than the outside world, it can't stop the blows of the two powerful saints.

Under the impact, bright light filled the sky and the earth, the whole sky trembled, Ye Luochen's body shook violently, and a bloodstain appeared on the tiger's mouth.

The old man didn't want to hurt Ye Luochen's face too much. After a little lesson, he stopped immediately, so that Ye Luochen could know that Jinjiandongtian was the top school in the southern region, and not everyone could be presumptuous here.

"Senior, this is a matter between me and Ye Luochen. Thank you for your help. I hope to solve it by myself." Ye Wuwei expressed his gratitude to the old man, then turned his eyes and looked outside coldly.

The old man was slightly worried, and sighed: "The difference in realm between you is too great, you may not be his opponent."

"Haha, senior, don't worry, he still doesn't dare to attack me in an open and honest way. I have the right to do so anyway." Ye Wuwei laughed and walked out of the castle calmly and fearlessly.