Supreme Martial God Art

Chapter 1997 Dragon Mountain Range

However, that doesn't seem like a long way.

In fact, the distance is really not close.

They didn't use the space tunnel, they just flew through the air.

It took nearly half an hour to arrive.

Of course, if it's just Wu Yun, even if it's the God of Fortune Clock, you won't be able to detect which one of the continuous mountains below is Longyin Mountain.

Because every mountain range looks the same.

There is no difference!

However, this is only for them.

For Xiao Shenlong, it can be distinguished at a glance.

I saw that he was in the middle of this vast mountain, looking at it as far as the eye could see, and immediately identified a direction and ran away quickly.

Wu Yun and others followed closely behind.

The God of Fortune and the God of War did not say anything, and followed quietly.

Because he identified the position, the little dragon flew very fast.

After more than a dozen breaths, the little dragon in front suddenly stopped.

He looked down at an unremarkable mountain range below.

Indeed, this mountain range, if compared with other surrounding mountains, is indeed insignificant!

Low, without imposing manner, there is no such audacity as the so-called dragon ancestors retreated and ascended.

In other words, Wu Yun and the others would not be surprised if the little dragon stayed above any surrounding mountain range.

However, he stayed above such a low, even the most inconspicuous mountain range.

This had to make Wu Yun and the others full of doubts.

Wu Yun was not bad, he endured the doubts in his heart and didn't say much.

And Xiao Jin couldn't help it!

He scratched his head and walked to Xiao Shenlong.

Following the eyes of the little dragon, they looked at the low mountain below.

Surprised: "No, brother Aaron, you mean, your ancestors cultivated in such a mountain nest?"

"Why doesn't it look like it!"

"Even if we don't judge by what is visible to the naked eye!"

"But, look at the terrain and mountains here, where does it look like a place for cultivation?"

"Otherwise, look for it again, don't look for the wrong one!"

In fact, although Xiao Jin's words are not good, what he said is also the truth.

This is also the doubt in Wu Yun's heart.

However, at this moment, Xiao Shenlong, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly opened his mouth.

"Wait, monkey, don't talk!"

Xiao Shenlong suddenly stopped Xiao Jin.

Xiao Jin was also sensible, and immediately kept silent.

Immediately afterwards, Xiao Shenlong slowly closed his eyes, slightly turned his ears, and his ears were facing the mountains below.

It looked like he was listening.

Listen to the voices coming from the mountains.

But where is the sound.

Whether it was Wu Yun, Xiao Jin, or even the God of Fortune and the God of War, they didn't hear any voices.

But Wu Yun and the others still didn't speak, and waited quietly.

Looking at the various actions of Xiao Shenlong at the moment, he is definitely not joking.

He should have actually heard something.

Moreover, as the God of Fortune said before, this kind of sound, perhaps, only the true descendants of the dragon race can hear it.

This process lasted for nearly two hundred breaths.

In order not to disturb the little dragon, Wu Yun and the others also quietly retreated a distance.

Suddenly, the little dragon moved!

After listening for a full 200 breaths, he then made an extremely bizarre move that no one could understand.

I saw Xiao Shenlong slashed a bloodstain on his right palm.

With the flow of blood, the little dragon leaped into the air.

He twirled in the air, his head was on his feet, his right palm was facing forward, and he actually flew directly towards the low mountain range below.

He didn't use any cultivation, and slammed into it so straight, it was like self-mutilation!

"Little Shenlong!"

Wu Yun exclaimed, full of worry.

And Xiaojin even shouted: "Damn, brother Aaron, aren't you crazy?"

"What are you doing, why are you still self-harming?"

When the words fell, the two were ready to rush out and stop the little dragon.

But he was immediately stopped by the God of Fortune.

"Wait, don't worry!"

At this moment, although the face of the god of good luck is also flickering with doubts.

But he seemed to have thought of something.

But at the moment he blocked, the little dragon collided directly with the low mountain range below.

Boom!

A loud noise came.

The ground beneath his feet shook wildly.

One after another space ripples, like thunder, constantly swayed in the air.

Xiao Jin exclaimed in surprise again.

"No, when did brother Aaron become so strong?"

"You don't need to cultivate, but hitting with a pure body can cause such a huge movement?"

"no!"

Fortune God Bell said slowly: "It's the opportunity of the Dragon Clan, it's the inheritance of the Dragon Clan!"

"Look at that!"

Following the fingers of the God of Fortune Clock, Wu Yun and the others raised their eyes together.

I saw the front, accompanied by the vibration of the earth, accompanied by this rumbling sound.

The low mountain range had completely burst and disappeared.

The dust that covered the sky covered several surrounding mountains, obscuring Wu Yun and the others.

You can look carefully through this veiled dust.

I saw that there was a new mountain range where it was originally just a low mountain range, rising slowly from the depths of the ground.

Although it hasn't fully risen yet.

Haven't been able to see it in its entirety yet.

However, just from the vague outline, it can already be concluded that this mountain range surging from the depths of the ground is incomparably bold and majestic!

Suddenly, he found it.

Its shape is like a dragon.

This is actually an incomparably huge dragon-shaped mountain range!

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