"Dragon's groan, he's here?"

Tang Hao was stunned, but he also raised his head and looked at the sky. 『Δ』Pen Fun』 Pavilion『.『

A scene from many years ago resurfaced in his mind.

Since that time, he hadn't heard of the dragon's remains, he didn't expect to meet them here, and what surprised him even more was that the Ying dragon was actually Kunwu's guardian beast!

When he looked at the young man again, he already had some faith.

This guy is really the son of the Lord of Kunwu, the second generation of the awesome and shining!

"What the hell happened back then?"

Tang Hao asked.

"This ...... It's hard to put into words!"

The young man sighed, a look of embarrassment.

"It's hard for me to explain what happened back then, so it's better to ...... See for yourself!"

He sighed lightly again, raised his finger, and pointed at Tang Hao.

Suddenly, Tang Hao only felt that the sky was spinning.

The void around them twisted and changed dramatically.

After a while, everything came to an abrupt end, and Tang Hao swept his eyes around, revealing a shocked look.

In front of his eyes, a vast and magnificent world appeared, with mountain peaks standing tall and towering into the clouds, and the middle one was like an optimus pillar, connecting the heavens and the earth.

The whole body of the mountain is white, and it is full of brilliant radiance.

In the air, there are islands floating on them, and there is also a divine light on them.

Dragons and fairy birds are flying in the air.

One after another, the light was speeding between the islands, and there were cultivators wearing treasure robes and extraordinary bearing, many of whom were young people, but there were also Dao rings behind them.

There are also bodies that bloom with immortal brilliance, and their pupils have visions, like gods, and their momentum is even more amazing.

Looking at the world, there is a circle of colorful ribbon rings around this world, which is a piece of colorful spars, lining this side of the world like a god.

"This is Kungo?"

Tang Hao was shocked.

He understood that this was Kunwu from eons ago.

"Whew——!"

A heaven-shattering dragon groan.

In the clouds, a giant dragon is scurrying, so long that it is unimaginably large.

Wherever he passed, the wind was whirling and the rain was blowing.

"It's huge!"

Tang Hao exclaimed.

"Wow!

"Look, that's amazing!"

In all directions, those young disciples also looked at the sky and exclaimed in amazement.

The Ying dragon circled around the sacred mountain in the middle and flew towards him.

"Feather God!"

"He" called out.

Tang Hao only appeared at this time, and he had already turned into the appearance of that young man.

"By the way, it's his memory!"

The Ying dragon nodded at him, flew up again, and disappeared into the clouds.

"The eldest son!"

"Childe is good!"

He flew forward, and when the disciples saw him, they all bowed down and shouted with a grin.

At this moment, he is the eldest son of Kunwu, and his father is the lord of Kunwu, the dignified Nine Tribulations Supreme.

"Childe, a few days ago, that group of bastards in the Wa Palace bullied our people again, when will you go out and teach them a lesson! Let them know how powerful our Kunwu is!"

A few male disciples said indignantly.

He laughed and said, "Those people, don't pay attention to them! I will meet them next time I have time!"

After saying that, he continued to sweep forward, ascended the sacred mountain, and landed in a temple.

"Father!"

When he came to the door of a room, he called respectfully.

"It's Chen'er, come in!"

In the room, a deep voice came from the room.

Pushing open the door, I saw a man sitting inside, his appearance was very ordinary, and his momentum was also very mediocre, and he couldn't see it at all, this was a Nine Tribulation Supreme who had survived nine immortal tribulations.

Seeing him, the man had a gentle, loving smile on his face.

"Recently...... How's your cultivation going?"

"Not bad, I guess I'll be able to survive the next catastrophe soon!" he replied.

"Yes! You are now in the first tribulation, and if you cross it again, it will be the second tribulation, which is not bad! Your qualifications are very good, and one day you will be able to survive the ninth tribulation and come to my level. ”

The man chuckled.

Then, his mouth opened, as if to continue speaking, but when the words came to his lips, he stopped again.

His brows furrowed slightly, and a deep wistful look appeared on his face.

"Father, what's wrong?"

"Nothing, it's just...... Recently, I have been a little nervous, and I always have some bad premonitions. Okay, let's go back!

The man shook his hand slightly.

"Yes!"

He answered, and withdrew.

Then, there is cultivation, and the days are very dull.

On this day, he was sitting in the cave mansion, concentrating on cultivation, and suddenly, he heard the bell outside.

This is their Kunwu alarm bell, which means that there is an invasion of foreign enemies.

"What's going on?"

He muttered, got up, and quickly walked out of the cave.

There was already a big chaos outside, and there were hurried figures everywhere, and in the sky, the large array guarding Kunwu had been opened, and layers of five-colored crystal walls enveloped the entire Kunwu.

In mid-air, there were five figures, and their bodies bloomed with shocking radiance, like five rounds of the sun, across the sky.

Those are the five supremes of their Kunwu!

"They...... It's coming!"

"This catastrophe...... We can't hide from it!"

The five supremes muttered in a low voice, their faces all solemn.

Boom!

Suddenly, the five-colored crystal wall trembled, and something outside was slapping violently.

In just a few clicks, the big array was broken, the crystal wall shattered, and an unimaginably big giant palm poked out of the hole and slapped down.

In an instant, it was like the heavens collapsing, and half of Kunwu was covered by this palm.

"Oh my God! What's that?"

"It's Lombard!"

There was an exclamation of surprise, and the people of Kunwumen turned pale with fright.

"All the men obey the order, follow me to meet the enemy, even if we Kunwu fight to the last man, we will fight to the death!"

The Lord of Kunwu let out a loud drink, and Ying Long flew over, holding him up and rushing towards the giant palm.

"Haha! I thought I'd meet these guys!

Another supreme laughed heroically.

He was a burly man, with a rugged face, and a bronze bow on his back, in a very simple style, even a little rudimentary, and ugly.

He had an arrow basket hanging from his waist with ten bronze arrows inside.

He picked one up, took his bow, and pulled the string heavily.

Suddenly, the bow body shook, and the world-shattering aura erupted.

At the tip of that arrow, a terrifying momentum condensed, blooming with endless brilliance, as if even this piece of heavenly dome could be shot through.

"Big man, remember, my name is Yi Qing, the descendant of Yi God!"

He laughed, pulled the bowstring, and let it go again.

Sou!

One arrow out, the heavens and the earth collapse!

The entire void trembles and twists!

Ah——!h

An exclamation.

The arrow blasted away, directly shattering a finger, and nine-colored blood splattered out.

The owner of the giant palm was furious, his momentum rose, and he shot it frantically.

"All disciples, follow me!"

On the Kunwu Divine Mountain, one after another Changhong flew up, and they were elders, with a fighting spirit and a crazy expression.

"Kill!"

Then, more brilliance flew up and rushed into the sky in unison.

(End of chapter)