Peerless Dragon Emperor

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“You are chatting with me, the old man outside should be anxious.” Dragon Tomb said jokingly.

Long Chen then remembered that he was talking with Old Mu, and immediately left the Dragon Palace, regained consciousness, and said, “Old Mu was a little distracted just now. The world is too big for me to wait…”

“No hurry, no hurry, I believe you will become a powerhouse like them sooner or later,” Old Mu said.

Later, Long Chen asked Old Mu about some spiritual issues. After discussing for a long time, Old Mu slowly said, “You said you no Sect, no Faction? Are you interested in joining the Yan tribe? ?”

Old Mu finally expressed his wish. A genius like Long Chen has no power yet, and there is simply too little, Old Mu impossible is not tempted.

He saw Long Chen’s hesitation and said: “It’s not that you want to stay forever, but that you can stay. When you think you can, you can leave. We won’t restrict you…”

If there is no limit, Long Chen is still weak now. The half-step Hongmeng Primordial Chaos Realm’s cultivation base is scum, even in the outer area of ​​Hongmeng Polar Realm. He will stay here for a long time in the future.

Yan tribe is a very good choice.

Long Chen nodded, said: “You can…”

Old Mu showed a relieved smile: “Welcome to become a member of the Yan tribe!”

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And at this moment, at a place 1000 absolutely kilometers away, two white clothed old men are standing on the clouds and playing chess, and under them, there is an endless breath of darkness.

The Nether Land, wandering in a piece of Danger Land in the 9 Great Hongmeng Polar Regions, where there is no vegetation, and Power of Netherworld is full of sight. Rumor has it that it was once a powerful battlefield. After the fall, the flesh and blood turned into a Netherland.

One of the old man suddenly looked towards a certain space underneath, and his gaze fell on a certain place in the Nether Land, where the gloomy breath gathered, as if it were the abyss of hell. In this dark mist, a 1000 chapter tall man The creatures are like shadows!

The Ghost Fire in his eyes shows his identity, this is an undead!

But what is different from other undead is that this undead has already produced flesh and blood, and the veins are clearly visible! The other undead is just a clean skeleton.

“Hahaha, during the trial that didn’t expect this time, there will be another Nether King born. I really don’t know this time. How many of these Little Brats will survive…”

Another old man played chess in a hurry and said: “We are only responsible for supervision. Besides, it is just some bad life. If you die, you will die. The weak, simply have no meaning here!”

The Nether King roared, and the aura around him was even more terrifying! The runes flickered, and the black breath was like an abyss, submerged in his body, and behind this undead, there were countless pairs of green eyes, which looked extremely ferocious, especially conspicuous in the darkness and fog!

His breath is terrifying, countless trialists are fleeing frantically,

“Things are getting more and more interesting, hahaha…” A white clothed silhouette stood in the front of the mist, the rays of light in his eyes flickered, and the whole figure looked like an unsheathed Divine Sword, showing off one’s ability.

Different from other trialist, he is white clothed like snow, breath is like an abyss, domineering and full of sword light. He is a majestic man with a height of 30 feet, holding a keel long sword in his hand.

This person is exactly the sword ten after the separation from Long Chen!

“I hope you don’t disappoint me!” Jian Shi 3 slowly said.

Long Chen used fighting tactics at the beginning, and then the two people were separated in the space channel. He came to this strange world and became a strange force field. In order to survive, he could only rely on the sword in his hand to fight.

He has a fierce, lifeless energy. Even if it was seriously injured, many other trialists were brought up to seize their power. In this trial field, there is a strange power that can seize the power of the slain for their own use.

It was precisely with this strength that he quickly swallowed the undead spirits of other undead to restore himself, and now he has recovered his strength, and his strength has been a breakthrough in the world of Primordial Chaos Realm, only the last step, he can become Hongmeng Primordial Chaos Realm feels,

However, this is far from enough. Jianshi 3 has a terrifying desire for strength.

He needs more powerhouse, more power! So that he can do everything he wants!

He wanted to kill those Hongmeng Primordial Chaos Realm who shot in the outer periphery of Martial Ancestor. He also retrieved Long Chen and rescued Zhu Ziyin. He still has a lot to do.

Jianshi 3’s gaze looked towards the King of Netherworld, with a boiling fighting intent in his eyes. As long as he could kill him, the Life Essence Qi he captured could probably help him ascend to the Hongmeng Primordial Chaos Realm.

“It seems that there is still no winner in the competition at this time.” An old man stopped, and the undead of the Hongmeng Primordial Chaos Realm of King Keshi of the Netherworld, it’s not too easy to deal with these Primordial Chaos Realm.

It’s just that another old man didn’t care. He seemed to be accustomed and said, “It’s just an ant. If you die, you die. Quickly find the next batch. We don’t need the weak.”

Then he looked towards the Nether King who was massacring underneath, and said: “Hurry up and absorb it! This king is already impatient and wants to resurrect!”

The old man stared intently at the dark mist in front of him. In his eyes, he was unspeakably calm. It seemed that he had seen this scene 1000 to 10000 times.

……

And at this moment, a sword light raged, rushing directly at the Nether King,

“It’s still too naive…” An old man’s phantom appeared, and he found this scene, sitting on a stone bench with another old man, sipping tea, and put away the chessboard. There was some regret in his eyes.

“If it weren’t for meeting the Nether King, with his strength, I’m afraid he would become the winner this time.”

There was no expression on the other old man’s face. He shook his teacup and said, “It depends on his good fortune!”

“There can only be one winner in this game!”

Another old man hearing this said lightly, “Yes, there are too many geniuses, and it’s okay to die a few, really a poor Little Brat?”

“Only the strongest creature is qualified to be the discipline of our sect. If he dies, it can only mean that he is not worthy…” Another old man said coldly, saying no indifferently.

But the old man did look disbelief, twitched his lips, and said, “tsk tsk tsk, I really don’t believe it. Didn’t you just break the rules before you were sentenced here?”

“Believe it or not, this kind of thing won’t happen the second time!”

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