Super door-to-door dragon-in-law

Chapter 1227
The Myriad Worlds Channel is fully open!
Almost every region has a passage to another world.

There is no complete country on earth.

However, the Chinese people have almost migrated.

The remaining people who were unwilling to leave also gradually felt dangerous and boring.

Finally, under the persuasion of their relatives and friends, they began to immigrate.

External forces frantically poured into China.

But they were disappointed.

On the earth, there are not many resources worthy of their attention.

Even, even the aura is not as rich as his own world.

As for the legendary chance of a saint, I don't even know where to start.

Only those ancient family masters with a long inheritance know the true secret of the Saint's Machine.

Some people have already locked Xiao Lang's Yang Realm.

Outside Qinglong Mountain, there are experts wandering around from time to time.

The dragon group has removed the enchantment.

Now that everyone is gone, who cares if he can't get out of his evil spirit.

The Demon Race seems to have also gotten the news that Brother Lang disappeared with his people.

The door that was supposed to be sealed was opened again.

The demon army is ready to move.

Because here is the real and only channel for the Demon Sha Realm.

If the evil spirit erupts endlessly from it, it can almost cover the entire China.

The major forces in the West are fighting on the ruins.

Everyone is looking for the entrance.

But unfortunately, so far, no one has found the entrance.

Especially Yue Wuying was extremely furious.

Ordered to find the entrance to the Holy Land at all costs.

more than one billion people, it is impossible to disappear out of thin air.

In the era when demons danced wildly, no matter how absurd and bloody things happened, they became normal.

R country, with the power of the whole country, tens of millions of demons, were sacrificed.

A terrifying big hole makes all living beings on the earth tremble.

Then, eight pieces of golden armor descended from the sky.

The golden light burst out for hundreds of miles.

This is fairy armor!

Dongfang Immortal looked up to the sky and laughed wildly.

Wearing fairy armor, he is invincible and dares to compare himself with the sky.

In pursuit of power, everyone in Purgatory has degenerated into demons.

Because of this, energy is absorbed faster and stronger.

Their goal is to complete the task.

As for flying, I never thought about it.

This idea of ​​not leaving a way out for yourself is very scary and crazy.

Soon, Purgatory became a giant.

Except for the Great Elder Ouyang Beiwang who was directly killed by Xiao Lang, the rest of them had already reached the peak of the power of the lower realm through enchantment.

Ninth-rank masters spring up like mushrooms after rain.

A secular monk, his life is as cheap as an ant.

Times have completely changed!

The underground world network is also controlled by aliens.

They consulted past records and easily located the target.

Obviously, the so-called Holy Land of Xuanyuan Group is the target of everyone's competition.

Countless people are frantically looking for the Holy Land.

The territory of Huaxia has gradually become the center of attention of monks from all realms.

Outside Qinglong Mountain, a dragon chant suddenly sounded.

Immediately afterwards, as if a signal was released, the sound of dragon chants came and went.

And at the old base of the dragon group, Qinglong burst into tears and let out a roar that shook the sky.

After waiting for so long, the clansman finally arrived!
That kind of grievance and heartache is really indescribable.

"Patriarch save me, I'm so miserable!"

He wailed loudly, and those who heard it were sad.

A black dragon shadow appeared over the base with a sky-shaking fury.

"Bold, how dare you torture my Dragon Clan like this, Ye Lang, you are an asshole."

boom!
A giant dragon with a body length of [-] meters showed itself.

The huge dragon claw grabbed it from mid-air.

Amidst the loud noise, the ground cracked.

The dragon group base was torn apart, and the ground was dug into a huge deep pit like a block of tofu.

Chi Chi Chi!
Sparks flickered, and the flames of the magic circle were instantly extinguished.

A phantom of a green dragon that looked less than ten meters appeared in the dragon's claws.

"Ah, bullying the dragon too much!"

"Ying Long, don't worry, I won't let you suffer wronged for nothing."

"These despicable Chinese people, we will kill them all!"

The patriarch growled.

"Patriarch, the Huaxia people have disappeared collectively, and now the territory of Huaxia is full of foreigners who come to hunt for treasure."

Someone kindly reminded me.

"Hmph, the Huaxia clan, also known as the descendants of the dragon, they are all descendants of us."

"This land is naturally also the territory of our Dragon Clan."

"Announce to the outside world, all alien races, get out of our dragon clan immediately, otherwise, they will be killed without mercy."

The patriarch said domineeringly.

The dragons roared, and the sound shook the whole field.

Countless powerful auras around sneered one after another, majestic, and began to contend.

"It's really shameless, wanting to monopolize this place to hunt for treasure, do you think we are all fools?"

"Idiots know that the Chinese people have obtained the Holy Land of Chaos and hid it here. If you want to search the land and seize the opportunity of the saint, that is a dream."

"When digging [-] meters, we will also dig out the Holy Land of Chaos. Whoever dares to stop him will be the enemy of my God Race."

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These superpowers from Ten Thousand Realms have all reached the ninth rank cultivation base.

This kind of person thinks very highly of himself, and of course it is impossible to back down.

Now all the clues point to the Qinglong Mountains.

Everyone believes that the Holy Land of Chaos must be hidden somewhere in this place.

It's only a matter of time before you find it.

As for someone refining the Holy Land, how is that possible?

Throughout the ages, it has never been heard that anyone can refine the Holy Land.

According to legend, as long as you find the Holy Land of Chaos, you may find the channel of God and become holy directly.

This is the opportunity for a real saint.

It is said that there is only one person in ten thousand years who sets foot on the path of God.

It's a pity that these people don't know that even if they all set foot on the path of God, it is impossible for any of them to succeed.

The pressure from the God Realm alone is enough to wipe them out instantly.

It is unknown who spread the rumor that a saint will be born in ten thousand years, it is clearly a scam.

Not to mention the peak of the Ninth Rank, even the Immortal King, if he steps on the passage, he will definitely die!
Xiao Lang and Kong Kong Xinglan were standing in a special place, observing the outside.

Here, it is near the passage connecting the holy land and the earth.

When the Nether Tides begin, all Nether planes will open channels to their parent planets.

Chaos Holy Land is no exception.

However, Xiao Lang, as the master, has the authority to seal the passage.

In this way, outsiders cannot enter the holy place through the passage.

Xing Lan said: "Do you know why the Immortal World is not interested in the so-called opportunity of a saint?"

Xiao Lang was stunned: "I've been thinking about this question too. It stands to reason that every monk's ultimate wish is to be sanctified and enter the God Realm."

Xing Lan said: "Because they knew a long time ago that this is a scam."

"All beings in the lower world are inferior to ants in the eyes of the great powers in the fairy world."

"In the same way, the power of the fairy world is also the same in the eyes of the gods of the gods."

"God Realm, why do you want to give ants a place?"

Xiao Lang was stunned: "Since they don't believe it, why are they frantically looking for and competing for the Holy Land of Chaos?"

"Because this is the only result they have obtained after a long period of calculation."

Xing Lan said quietly: "Do you know who came up with this conclusion?"

Xiao Lang asked curiously: "Who is it?"

"The High Priest Mu, the Speaker of the Divine Court."

The image of a sheep-headed high priest suddenly flashed in Xiao Lang's mind, and he felt a chill down his back.

"The High Priest Wood is a believer in the goat-headed god."

"The so-called void tide, the news of the sage's machine, should be spread by the sheep-headed god."

"Damn it, this bastard god is really not a good thing."

Xiao Lang cursed.

Xing Lan looked at him with strange eyes, with a half-smile, "No, you're wrong, what the sheep-headed man said was that the Holy Land of Chaos is the only chance."

"And the tide of the void and the chance of sanctification were actually proposed by you."

"You dug an extremely large pit, isn't it just for today's harvest?"

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(End of this chapter)