There was an ominous strangeness on the dragon's claws, and everyone didn't stay long and continued to walk forward.

Continuing to walk, after walking for about half a day, everyone finally stopped involuntarily.

The corners of Chen Muzhi's mouth opened slightly, looking at the boundless void in front of him, the indescribable taboo was reflected in his pupils.

"A dragon, a real dragon!"

Mr. Mo spoke, with an indescribable excitement and trembling in anticipation.

In the void in front of him, one by one black dwarf stars floated in the starry sky, they spanned tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of miles, but in front of this majestic true dragon, they were just a drop in the ocean.

A dragon scale is comparable to a star, a section of dragon power is across hundreds of millions of miles of void, it is coiled in the void, surrounded by stars in Zhou Tian, people can't see the supreme true face.

The dragon scales filled with metallic texture refracted the icy luster, and there were Tianzun Dao patterns entrenched on them, which made everyone can't help but feel shocked.

"It's it!"

Chen Muzhi whispered, and opened his mouth in shock.

Even though he hadn't gotten a glimpse of the true dragon, Chen Muzhi had some guesses about the identity of the head true dragon.

In the past, above the Louvre Immortal Palace, the white-clothed sword fairy stood on the head of the primeval desolate dragon, and the primeval desolate dragon that covered the sky and the sun was like an ancient giant who devoured the world, entrenched in the sky under his teeth and claws, allowing him to get a glimpse of his true dragon.

The real dragon in front of him was extremely similar to the aura of the primeval desolate dragon in the past.

The Ancient Desolate Dragon is an extremely special dragon species, and the physical strength of this clan can even tear apart the Dapeng Golden-winged Bird, which can be compared to the true dragon Immortal Phoenix.

It is precisely because the physical body is too powerful that the Ancient Desolate Dragon has great flaws in its body, and this clan will not be able to transform for the rest of their lives.

In a certain way, the Ancient Desolate Dragon is some kind of true dragon that cannot be transformed, and it is not necessarily weaker than the true dragon Immortal Phoenix.

In fact, this incredible creature once had a leader who could really wrestle with the Supreme and fight against the peerless emperor.

"This primeval desolate dragon has fallen."

Chen Muzhi's tone was a little regretful, among the ups and downs of the silent stars, the ancient desolate dragon that covered the sky and the sun lay across the void, it had suffered terrible wounds, and the scales of the immortal dragon were covered with scars.

Everyone walked up along the dragon corpse, wanting to get a glimpse of the mystery of the fall of the primeval desolate dragon.

The farther they went, the more frightened they were, and Chen Mu flew all the way to find that the Ancient Desolate Dragon had suffered a terrible blow.

The wounds left behind included sword wounds, knife marks, fist marks, and horrific paw prints.

For example, its dragon claw should have been cut off by a fairy sword, and to this day, there is still an eternal and immortal sword intent remaining, which makes people dare not look at it directly.

These different scars showed that the Ancient Desolate Dragon had been besieged in front of him, and there were far more than a few people besieging it, and this number would probably have to be at least a few dozens.

"Those who can intervene in the battle of the Ancient Desolate Dragon are probably at least giant-level figures."

"It's really hard to imagine what kind of terrible wars have been experienced here in the past."

Lin Wuyang couldn't help but sigh with emotion, and felt a little regretful in his heart, as strong as this kind of complete body of the primeval desolate dragon would fall, if it was spread out, it was destined to shock the heavens.

flew all the way up, and I don't know how long it took, it seemed to have flown over a certain boundary, and everyone had a glimpse of the real dragon for the first time.

From Chen Muzhi's point of view, the primeval desolate dragon crisscrossed the starry sky, and its momentum swept the universe, as if it was silently silent in the starry sky.

And what is even more amazing is that on the dragon head of the primeval desolate dragon, there is an incomparably brilliant sword mark.

Even though it was a long time after an epoch, this sword mark still exuded an eternal sword intent.

The sword marks pierced through the true dragon's skull, and the unbridled sword intent was like a lighthouse in the darkness, exuding an incomparable light, illuminating the nine heavens and ten earths.

"The fatal wound of the true dragon is a sword that pierces through the skull."

Chen Mu's heart moved slightly, and he quickly had a guess.

Suppressing the thoughts in his heart, he glanced at the real dragon and walked over with the quasi-emperor's relics.

The bones of an ancient desolate dragon are incomparably precious treasures, and if they fall into the hands of the Great Emperor, they may be able to train into a godless soldier.

Dragon Blood Dragon Yuan is a supreme treasure, and anyone who gets it can lay a truly invincible foundation.

The wealth was so staggering that it had a fatal attraction to him, and he decided to go and see if he could get it.

Above the dragon's head, the eternal sword intent illuminated the eternal night void, and Chen Muzhi took advantage of the power of the quasi-emperor's relics to move forward with difficulty, and it took him half a day to reach the front.

And when he arrived in front of the real dragon, Lin Wuyang found something.

"Look, what is this?"

There was only a huge behemoth in front of him, floating in the starry sky, like a huge eternal star.

But if you look closely, you can see that he is very different from these black dwarfs.

"This is the dragon's eye, the eye of a real dragon."

"The true dragon fell, and the dragon's eye was cut off and turned into an immortal star,"

Chen Muzhi whispered, he stepped forward and reached out to touch the dragon's eye star.

When he touched the dragon's eye, the dragon's eye trembled slightly, reproducing an ancient and distant scene.

It was a galaxy of brilliant stars and incomparably beautiful. In the middle of the galaxy, a war broke out.

A statue is surrounded by the avenue, and the majestic figure lies in this starry sky, like a demon god who opens the world, and the mighty power shakes the heavens and stars.

They besieged this figure, only to see a man in white like snow holding a fairy sword in his hand, controlling the primeval desolate dragon across the starry sky, and the wanton sword intent cut through the brilliant galaxy.

This person and a dragon are really incomparably majestic, the real dragon opened its teeth and claws, tore open the vast avenue, and shattered one piece after another of the void,

The man in white as snow was even more like an emperor in the dust, and the brilliant sword light drowned everything, making it impossible for people to look directly at his shot.

The demon gods who fought with them were not weak at all, they could easily suppress a galaxy and shatter the mighty and terrifying vast void.

Judging from Chen Muzhi's knowledge, they may at least be terrifying demon gods above the giant realm.

However, even this kind of terrifying demon god comparable to a giant was vulnerable in front of the man in white as snow.

The incomparable sword light tore through the void, and even the giants who dominated the heavens were about to shatter their flesh and shatter their bones in front of him.

Until a dark fog shrouded in a more terrifying existence.

Chen Muzhi could clearly feel that when the black fog was shrouded, the manly demeanor of the man in white clothes like snow changed.

The sword in his hand was held tighter, and a murderous aura couldn't help but roll up the starry sky, and finally raised the sword and killed it.

Darkness enveloped everything, and no one knew what was happening in this darkness.

The Ancient Desolate Dragon fought in the starry sky with the blood of many forbidden demon gods, and after a full seven days and seven nights, he besieged everyone.

In the end, the true dragon roared in blood, dragging its bruised body and coiled in the void, killing it from the black mist.