Unparalleled in the world: the princess is too arrogant

Chapter 1089 Red Dragon, Ancient War! (1)
"Mother, it's okay." Zixie raised his arms horizontally, but his attitude was more determined, and he licked those two small crimson lips, "This is just a bigger bedbug."

I have to say that the aesthetics of the mother and son are indeed very consistent.

"what!"

The monstrous anger spread, and the repeated humiliation made the God-eating Ant King, who has always been aloof and sought after by others, intolerable. Under the anger, he couldn't control his figure to swell again, turning into the real body of the God-eating Ant King, and turned into the sky. out.

"Come one, it's just one more death. Today, this king will open your eyes and see what is the real power of God's Domain and Heaven Realm." The rough voice echoed in the world.

In other words, the God-eating Ant King didn't use his real power at all. Of course, he was seriously injured and weak and just broke out of the seal. It was one aspect that he didn't want to easily affect and wear himself out, but more of it was disdain.

In his previous state, he seemed to be a master. He didn't use his internal strength, but just used a few moves lightly. Now, realizing that Zixie is not easy to deal with, he is serious!

Ling Wushuang held his ice scepter across his chest, "Be careful."

Rocks shot up through the sky, clouds billowed in the sky, as if you could spy on the river of stars, and the earth trembled and cracked countless cracks, as if the end of the world was coming, this area was dark.

Zixie didn't slacken in the slightest either, with a chilling expression and fluttering long hair.

However, before anyone could actually make a move, there was another unexpected change. The cracked earth suddenly released golden lights, and a force overflowed from the gap where the red dragon's mace fell, as if the vines were silent. Noisily wrapping around Ling Wushuang's waist.

"Red Dragon—"

Word by word, stretched for a long time.

The God-eating Ant's voice went mad for an instant, as if he couldn't accept the speculation in his mind at all.

Ling Wushuang suddenly exclaimed, but when she wanted to struggle, it was too late, her figure was pulled by an extremely strong force, and she fell down uncontrollably and rapidly.

"Mother!" Zi Xie folded and rushed down, without any time to worry about anything else.

But at this time, two rays of light, one gold and one ink, soared into the sky in the dim space in the distance, and rushed towards this area with dense clouds and strong winds.

Unexpectedly, Zixie's action was still a step too late, Ling Wushuang's body was dragged down from the sky by that force, but the moment he fell hard to the ground, he disappeared out of thin air.

"Mother, where are you?" The little guy was very anxious, but he couldn't find any trace.

Bitter wind, chaotic roar, everything fell silent.

This space is very dark, with mottled light and shadow but impenetrable, like some natural caves, with traces of water and light refracted on the surrounding stone walls, very quiet, and the sound of water droplets crackling from time to time.

Ling Wushuang's brows tightened for a while, and his eyes opened abruptly, and this was what caught his eyes.

"What's going on." Stretching out his hand to cover his forehead, Ling Wushuang hadn't recovered from the chaos, and there was a sharp stabbing pain in his head. It was indeed a serious injury. It was a miracle that he woke up.

"Who are you."

A soft voice came from nowhere, startled Ling Wushuang instantly alert, his eyes swept around, "Who!"

Damn, how many people are alive in this place?
"Little girl, who are you?" The voice came out slowly again, it was still the same tone, but it could be heard to be extremely weak, and it seemed that it was going to lose its breath in the next second so-so.

"Who?" Ling Wushuang unconsciously lowered her voice, and she could clearly feel that there was no murderous intent in this voice.

"Who am I, yes, who am I." The voice murmured back to itself, as if an old man was dying, the tone became weaker and weaker until it fell into silence.

In an instant, the surroundings became so quiet that a needle could be heard.

The sound of dripping water dripping down was clear, falling from the tip of the protruding rock above, splashing tiny water splashes, which splashed on Ling Wushuang's face, giving her another chill down her spine for no reason.

"I don't know which senior is here?" Ling Wushuang waited for a long time for no response, so she asked again, feeling that this person was dangerous but not targeting her, so Ling Wushuang naturally treated him with courtesy.

However, after a long time, there was still no response, as if the sound just now was just her auditory hallucination.

"Weird." Ling Wushuang muttered to herself, stood up from the ground with a low cough, a burst of dizziness in her head made her stagger suddenly and fell back to the ground, she couldn't help grinning her teeth and let out a low curse , "Damn bug."

Don't let her find a chance, or she will definitely cook that old monster!
"The powerhouses in the Divine Realm and Heaven Realm are indeed terrifying. If the Ant King regains his strength, he may be even more difficult to deal with." Ling Wushuang took advantage of the situation and sat on the ground to rest, frowning and sighing almost inaudibly, "What to do, we have to Figure out a way."

Although he was not reconciled to being seriously injured and almost lost his life, it has to be said that the strength of the God Devouring Ant King is indeed terrifying, not to mention that he is still in an extremely weak state.

"Ant king."

The faint two words came without warning, carrying a cold and sharp breath, which made Ling Wushuang feel the surrounding breath chill.

"Are you a human or a ghost?" Ling Wushuang finally couldn't help but turn dark, not to be so scary.

However, after the two short words came out, the surroundings became quiet again, as if sitting up in shock in a dying illness, but it seemed like a dream, only a helpless sigh remained, and everything returned to silence.

Ling Wushuang gritted her teeth, took a deep breath, held the ice scepter in her hand and propped it on the ground, then stood up with difficulty, looking around the place carefully.

Ling Wushuang's first impression of this place was that it was an ancient tomb. She should be located in a central hinterland. It was neither wide nor narrow like a naturally formed karst cave. There were several dark passages on the left and right. It was dark and nothing could be seen.

"Where is this place?" Ling Wushuang's red lips were tightly pursed, and there was still a trace of wet blood on the corner of her mouth. The bright red color set off her white and somewhat transparent face, giving off a little coquettish atmosphere.

Suddenly the tip of his eyes swept over something on the ground, and Ling Wushuang walked over quickly with his eyes wide open, "Red Dragon Mace."

Bending down and reaching out to pick up the long dark golden mace on the ground, Ling Wushuang looked around, and there was an inexplicable color in his clear eyes. Could it be that this is the Red Dragon Tomb!The burial place of His Majesty Chilong?
Thinking of this, Ling Wushuang's eyes suddenly sank, he raised his head and quickly scanned the surroundings, "No way."

(End of this chapter)