Chapter 646

In the immortal domain, Wang Chen's generation is 1200 years. After such a long time, Wang Chen naturally wants to go home.

Nangong Qingyue didn't delay long. It was just the Kung Fu of a cup of tea. Wang Chen left. This matter can only be regarded as an encounter for Wang Chen.

As for whether the picture is a treasure, Wang Chen doesn't know at all.

With a flash of light, Wang Chen flew to the West. To the west of Leizhou was the boundless sea. Wang Chen flew on the sea for a long time before he plunged into the sea.

Two hours later, Wang Chen appeared outside the Dragon Palace.

There was a little smell that didn't belong to the sea water. The surrounding sea families came surging and surrounded Wang Chen. Most of the sea families had changed their shape, but some demon family characteristics didn't completely dissipate.

"What person, unexpectedly spy on the Dragon Palace, caught by me."

The leader of a sea clan shouted, and then soon the surrounding sea clan was killed. However, so many sea clan mostly used weapons for melee attack, and few magic attacks.

Dozens of attacks hit around Wang Chen, but he suddenly stopped and couldn't move forward any more. A hundred Hai people stood in place like a ghost.

"What can I do for you, elder?"

The leader of the sea clan finally shook his God, carefully guarded and asked. Wang Chen smiled and didn't speak, but the divine consciousness entered the Dragon Palace.

A moment later, the leader of the sea clan changed his look, bent down to welcome Wang Chen and entered the Dragon Palace.

There are nine real dragons in the Dragon Palace at this time. One of them is Qing'er's grandfather. He is looking at Wang Chen calmly. When Wang Chen sees this, he salutes forward.

"What are you doing here?"

Qing'er's grandfather asked suspiciously. Wang Chen smiled and said, "thousands of years ago, before I left, Qing'er talked about the cultivation in the Dragon Palace. Now thousands of years have passed, but I can't get the voice of Qing'er's spirit. I'd like to have a look."

Wang Chen is connected with Qing'er and the mouse by contract. As long as the distance is not very far, he can communicate freely among the gods and souls without being known by others. This kind of communication of gods and souls is much safer than that of gods and minds.

After returning to the Tianyuan continent, Wang Chen appeared in Leizhou. He felt something strange. Yuan Hong had returned to the south of Lingzhou. He was too far away to contact. Xiao mouse didn't know what was going on. He stayed in the west of the Tianyuan continent, too far away to contact.

Only Qing'er was close, but Qing'er had no news. Wang Chen was worried. Therefore, there was the Dragon Palace party.

"Qing'er is fine. He's just practicing. It's estimated that he can't wake up for thousands of years. You don't have to worry. If you're worried about flying to the fairyland, go first. Qing'er will enter the fairyland within ten thousand years. It's impossible to catch up with you and have more strength than you."

Qing'er's grandfather said calmly, but there was a sense of confidence in his tone.

Wang Chen smiled and shook his head slightly. He didn't say anything. After leaving a jade slip recording video and audio, he soon turned into a walk away.

After Wang Chen left, Qing'er's grandfather walked into the depths of the Dragon Palace. After a strong and mysterious array prohibition, he came to a secret room.

At this time, Qing'er has turned into a hundred feet long real dragon lying in the secret room. A layer of light ripples exist around Qing'er's body, blocking everything from entering. The real dragon stood outside for a long time, showing all kinds of complex expressions in his eyes, and it took a long time to close the door and leave.

In the secret room, Qing'er's blue wings gradually disappeared into Qing'er's body. In this process, a mysterious breath loomed on Qing'er.

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Wang Chen doesn't have to meet Qing'er, because in the spirit, Wang Chen can feel that Qing'er's spirit is very normal, and even there is a subtle change. This change will only be beneficial. Wang Chen naturally doesn't want to disturb at this time.

There was nothing else. Wang Chen soon came to Lingzhou and then entered the dadaozong.

But at the moment, there was some depression in dadaozong. Wang Chen's divine knowledge scanned and found that Xia Yan was standing in front of an array, in which a little golden mouse was struggling.

As soon as Wang Chen's look changed, his body flew past with a roar and fell on the periphery of the array.

"Master!"

"Master, you are finally back."

"Master,"

Zhou Yan, Xia Yan called one by one. Wang Chen still frowned and said, "what's going on? How's Xiao Jin trapped inside? What's going on?"

Xia Yan's face turned red and soon began to solve the array. Then the little golden mouse flew out with a whoosh and fell into Wang Chen's arms.

"Boss, boss, go quickly, brother. Brother has been caught and is about to die!"

The golden mouse said incoherently. Wang Chen looked cold when he heard the speech, and a bright sword idea appeared. In an instant, the friars and demon families within 100000 miles of the avenue felt a sword idea pressed down and couldn't help shaking.

Around Wang Chen's body, a force of swallowing suddenly appeared and surrounded him. A naked killing intention also appeared from Wang Chen's body and spread all around.

"What's going on?"

Wang Chen's look was a little cold and his tone was indifferent. How could Xia Yan have seen Wang Chen rise like this? He immediately felt a cold air attack and began to explain shakily.

Anger, Wang Chen was extremely angry in an instant.

"Shifu, the thing is like this. Fifty years ago, martial uncle mouse went out to meet the enemy and killed several friars of the taixuan sect. Then one of the taixuan sect's experts chased and killed the little mouse all the way to the sect. In that war, martial uncle was accidentally caught. Even if he didn't give a warning at last, the sect would have been destroyed."

Xia Yan and Zhou Yan said things one by one.

Fifty years ago, the little mouse fell asleep for hundreds of years and couldn't help walking around. As a result, it met the friar of taixuanmen. Under some dispute, the little mouse killed the friar of taixuanmen. Even after meeting the friar of great supernatural power, he used supernatural power to kill the friar of great supernatural power of taixuanmen.

Later, a man from the taixuan gate came and chased the mouse all the time, and even almost uprooted the dadaozong.

However, at the moment of crisis, the man snorted coldly and left with the mouse.

After listening to Wang Chen, his mood gradually calmed down, but the killing intention in his heart was deeper and deeper, and the faintly scattered trace was unbearable for Xia Yan.

"You guys go down. I'll deal with little mouse."

Wang Chen gave a light order, then put down the little golden mouse and said, "little gold, you stay here and don't move. Following me will get in the way. I'll bring your eldest brother back soon. Don't worry!"

With that, Wang Chen turned into a hiding light and appeared high above the main road. His eyes looked at the direction of taixuanmen in the west of Tianyuan continent.

"Well, it's time for me to leave. Before I leave, I'll leave some souvenirs in Tianyuan mainland. Taixuanmen, hum, what a great prestige, but now I'm not afraid of you."