Ao Sanqian stood at the door.

He was astonishingly imposing, with murderous intent in his eyes.

Xiaolong was immediately angry: "Ao Sanqian, although you are the Holy Son, you are not qualified to interfere in my practice."

"I'm a warning!" Ao Sanqian looked cold: "You are just an adopted son, I am the father's own son. If you are the one who is too arrogant, be careful of encountering unexpected situations. You must understand that you are always an outsider or a person with a brain disease."

Qin Li changed his mind and understood the reason, and said lightly: "I think you are of the same qualifications as you are. I am afraid that Qin's evil dragon will be perfectly reborn, and will suddenly rise, rob you of the limelight and threaten your position."

Ao Sanqian was hit by the pain point, and his voice was raised a little: "Nonsense, I am the son of the Holy Lord of the Sea Dragon, and a pure-blooded genius, so how could I be afraid of this mixed-blooded blue dragon? It's just that there are some rules, you should know."

Xiaolong shook his head and said, "Brother Yes, if you really have a peerless posture, you will not suppress it behind your back. Since you want to firmly sit in the position of the Holy Son, you should defeat me with dignity instead of being scheming."

"If you want toast, you will be punished for wine." Ao Sanqian was angry and the dragon's power poured out, stirring the sea water, but he did not take action, but instead said with a cold face and meaningfully: "Some lines are not something you can cross over, otherwise you will regret it."

After that!

He turned around and left.

Xiaolong didn't understand what this said meant.

He did not think about it carefully, but continued to accumulate energy. After all, the dragon tomb is about to open.

The next day.

The rising sun rises, and the heaven and earth become brighter.

The Crystal Dragon Palace burst into dazzling light, dyeing the seabed with a magnificent magnificent 100,000 miles.

"This is a vision of the holy formation. The dragon tomb is about to be opened. Let's go there soon." The little dragon turned into a green dragon and left through the water. Qin Li followed behind.

On a towering altar.

The young talents gathered last night.

Qin Li fell down and said in surprise: "Do they want to go to Long Tomb, too?"

Xiaolong explained: "I asked the Turtle Manager that the North Sea Dragon Clan is in war and urgently needs reliable allies. This time, the Dragon Tomb is opened to make friends with the major demon clans and become alliances. It is also the reason why the Dragon Tomb is managed relaxed. After spending a large amount of contribution points, I obtained a quota for the boss."

"It's a labor!"

Qin Li nodded with a smile, but he didn't expect to get the opportunity so easily.

Looking around, Ao Sanqian, Bei Ming Xichen, Zhenkui and others were all here.

All the demons calmed down and sat cross-legged and waited.

The turtle manager shouted:

"Since we're gathering, let's open the dragon tomb!"

Then, a surging aura bloomed, like a mountain suddenly falling down, pressing down a group of Nirvana giants to breathe.

This inconspicuous turtle manager is actually a powerful Dharma image!

The power like a torrent is injected into the altar, inspiring magical runes, bursting out light, disrupting the space, and opening a passage.

With a whoosh.

Hundreds of demons disappeared in place.

Qin Li's eyes turned white and he quickly returned to Qingming Festival.

Although he was still standing on the altar, the surrounding heaven and earth still changed drastically.

When I glanced around, the most important feeling was "big". The sky was high and the clouds were thick, and the peaks were everywhere. Thousands of feet of giant trees gathered into forests. The old vines were like dragons and snakes, and the river was magnificent... It was like coming to the Kingdom of Great Masters.

"Is this the dragon energy? If the dragon's essence energy is sucked all year round, its bloodline will change and transform into a dragon person." Qin Li took a deep breath and felt his blood rushing all over his body.

Xiaolong explained: "In fact, the mountains, rivers, flowers, plants and trees are all dragon species. They were buried here after death, seized the essence of the universe before their death, and gave back to the world after their death, creating a unique landscape of the dragon tomb."

"How to obtain the inheritance of the dragon clan?" Qin Li asked.

The little dragon pointed to a three thousand-foot dragon blood tree and said, "This is what a wooden dragon transformed after death, and it contains his will. If you want to gain something, sit in front of the tree, visualize its shape, and understand the spirit. If you have the fate, you will naturally gain something."

"Where is the perfect Nirvana Dharma?" Qin Li asked again.

"Central of Dragon Tomb, Longya Peak!"

Xiaolong said.

The two of them took off without delay and flew away.

The other demon geniuses also drove the escape light and headed to the center of the dragon tomb.

Although there are treasures everywhere in the dragon tomb and inheritance everywhere.

But everyone finally came here, and the ultimate goal was naturally to inherit the Dragon Emperor.

Swallowing!

Various colors of escape light cut through the sky.

Along the way, everyone encountered many strange treasures.

There are trees and caves flowing in green springs, strange peaks and divine stones, great siege and dragon energy, and long dragon roars in rivers... I believe there are great inheritances among them, but the demons did not stop at all and went to the center.

The terrain of Long Tomb is open.

It took two hours to fly to approach Longya Peak.

Looking from a distance, a mountain peak is like a divine pillar that penetrates the sky, tearing through the clouds, slaying the sky, towering and towering, nailing to the center of the dragon tomb, suppressing the four poles.

At the same time, it also exudes a strong imperial power, spreading thousands of miles, making people afraid to get close to it.

"Boss, that is Longya Peak, which is transformed by a tooth of Emperor Hailong. It is the core inheritance of the Sealong Holy Clan." Xiaolong explained.

Qin Li raised a puzzled question: "A dragon tooth is so huge. Isn't the Dragon Emperor's body a million miles away? It probably can't even accommodate a dragon tomb, but why didn't I see it?"

"It's unknown. There is probably some secret. Our level is not known enough." Xiaolong shook his head.

Amidst chatting and laughing.

The group of monsters approached Longya Peak.

I wanted to climb the mountain, but I was stopped.

Around Longya Peak, a river is surrounded by a circle of rivers, dozens of miles wide, with rapid and majestic waves, like a waterfall turbulent, and like a flood discharge from a dam, the steam circulating dragon-shaped water vapor turns into sword light, connecting a light curtain to protect Longya Peak.

"Boss, this is the sword guard of the Dragon Emperor. After his death, he turned into the Dragon Sword River to form a barrier. Only those juniors with the highest qualifications can resist the erosion of the dragon-shaped sword energy, climb to the Dragon Ya Peak, and accept the inheritance of the Dragon Emperor." Xiaolong said.

"The weak are not worthy of obtaining the inheritance of the Dragon Emperor." Ao Sanqian snorted coldly and rushed into the Dragon Sword World without hesitation.

Tens of thousands of dragon-shaped sword auras attacked, and were extremely sharp, just like a superb magic weapon that could thorn an iron mountain into gravel.

With a few clangs, Ao Sanqian's robe was torn apart. He immediately manifested his body and turned into a three thousand-foot blue crystal sea dragon to resist the dragon-shaped sword energy.

However, the more you get to the back, the sharper the sword is, and his bright scales are scratched.

"Brother Yi, you can't stand your appearance!" Xiaolong said with a smile.

"Miscellaneous Blood Azure Dragon, let you see who is the Holy Son of the Sea Dragon!" Ao Sanqian shouted angrily!

"Dingbo Sea Soul Ring!" Ao Sanqian spit out a blue gold dragon ring.

I don’t know what material this dragon ring was made of. The divine beauty was shining, the spiritual light was lingering, and the blue light curtains were hanging down, which fits the heaven and earth, smoothes the dragon-shaped sword energy, protects Ao Sanqian’s safety, and successfully arrives at Longya Peak.

"A spiritual treasure!"

Qin Li narrowed his eyes and felt a little envious.

Subconsciously, his eyes were aimed at Bei Ming Xichen's waist sword.

"Hanging the Sun Killing Sword."

Bei Ming pulled out his sword weapon.

The infinite sword light bloomed in all directions, as bright as the sun, and extremely dazzling.

The killing sword hangs above the head, like a small sun, with a power that is invincible.

Bei Ming spread his wings and rushed over.

"It's time for me to show my skills!" Zhenkui laughed loudly, and the black turtle armor on his body burst out with a thick light, condensed a sacred black trunk with a dragon head, back and snake tail, forming an absolute defense and easily crossing the river.

Seeing the three geniuses crossing the river.

The other monsters could not hold back and showed their magical powers and magic weapons, ready to cross the river.

Unfortunately, their strength was one level lower and they could not resist the power of the Jianhe River. They were cut and bloody and forced to withdraw after just a few miles away.

Ao Sanqian stood on the other side, feeling contented: "Qin Li, this sword river is not simple! If you don't have the strength, don't come to die, so as not to become the Holy Lord in the future and lose a capable general."

"Don't underestimate me!" Xiaolong snorted coldly and rushed into the sword river.

It is rumored that the Dragon Emperor's sword guard is a saint, and this Dragon Sword River was transformed by his blood. I don't know how many years have passed, but it still retains its powerful power and does not allow the weak to defile Longya Peak.

As soon as the dragon entered the river, it immediately felt that the dragon-shaped sword was showing its sharpness, and ordinary top-grade magic weapons would also be wiped out into pieces.

In desperation, he could only show his original body and resist the sword energy with the body of the Azure Dragon.

However, the more forward, the more terrifying the power of the sword.

After reaching the center of the river, the destructive power increased by more than three times. The little dragon's scales began to break, and fine wounds appeared on the surface of the body. Fortunately, the green dragon's healing ability was extremely powerful, so he could withstand it.

"You can only rely on your recovery and break through!"

Xiaolong made a quick decision.

He was like an arrow leaving the string, turning into a blue light and piercing through it.

However, he still underestimated the power of Jianhe.

In the last journey, the dragon-shaped sword aura was compressed layer by layer and turned into a tornado winch, covering him.

It's like cutting fish scales with a knife, and the little dragon's body dripping blood, but it can't break through the obstacles of the sword energy, and it's about to be stolen into dragon's flesh paste.
Chapter completed!