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"Goo!"

The murderous intent on the Violet Cloud City Lord's face was immediately replaced by fear, and his eyes almost popped out when he saw the half-Ancestral realm Elder Ying being torn to shreds by Ye Chen.

"Blood Escape!"

While Ye Zichen searched his soul, the frightened dragon race and demon race experts wanted to take the chance to escape. However, as Ye Zichen reached out his hand, another sky-blocking hand appeared in the sky, bringing along hundreds of millions of pounds of force. It directly pressed down on the nearly one hundred heaven and demon race experts, causing them to be unable to move.

"Boom boom!"

When Ye Zichen suppressed the entire audience with his own strength, a huge commotion sounded out outside the City Lord's Mansion. When Long Shaotian and the others felt the huge change in the City Lord's Mansion, they rushed over.

When Long Heng and the others saw the nearly one hundred dragon race, demon clan experts, and Violet Cloud City Lord who had died a long time ago lying in a pool of blood on the ground, they were stupefied.

At this moment, they finally understood how terrifying Ye Chenfeng's strength was. He was actually able to control the entire City Lord's Mansion by himself.

"Lord Ye, Lord Ying, where is that half a step away from the Ancestor Realm?" The white-haired old woman knew that there was a half-step ancestor within the city lord's mansion, so she asked with a slightly trembling voice.

"What... "He caught a half-step elder in mid-air and killed him!" Long Heng's group released waves of suction sounds.

If it wasn't for the fact that Ye Chenfeng had the Nine Dragon Jade Wall, Long Heng would not have believed that he was just a descendant from the lower realms.

"Shaotian, how do you plan on dealing with these people?" Ye Chenfeng pointed at the dragon race experts that he had suppressed.

"Those who betray our dragon clan shall be killed!"

Long Shaotian revealed a vicious side. Without giving them a chance to explain, he released his formidable dragon power, turning it into a towering mountain, ruthlessly suppressing the frightened dragon race, directly crushing them into mincemeat and killing them on the spot.

"Let's go, we're going to the Dragon's Finger Mountain!"

As he looked at the City Lord's Mansion, which was in a river of blood, Ye Chenfeng did not reveal any sign of pity as he slowly said this.

"Dragon's Finger Mountain!" Long Shaotian looked at Ye Zichen in confusion.

"Just now when I searched the soul of Violet Cloud City's City Lord, I found out that the Raindragon Clan's Princess, Long Wen, and the others had gone to Dragon's Finger Mountain. The people of the Monster race also found out about this and rushed towards Dragon's Finger Mountain!" Ye Zichen said.

"Long Wen is in danger!" Long Shaotian's facial expression changed drastically, instantly changing into his original form. "I know where the Dragon's Finger Mountain is. Let's hurry over and save them."

With that, Long Shaotian brought Ye Zichen and the others and twisted his huge body. He turned into a ray of light in midair and flew towards the Dragon's Finger Mountain at an extremely fast speed.

… ….

At the same time, in the depths of the Dragon's Finger Mountain, a mysterious formation rose up, connecting with the entire Dragon's Finger Mountain. At the same time, in the depths of the Dragon's Finger Mountain, a mysterious formation rose up, communicating with the entire Dragon's Finger Mountain.

Within the great formation, the experts of the Flying Rain-Dragon race were kneeling in front of the ancient tombs that exuded an ancient feeling, praying for the dragon soul inside to reappear.

This dragon tomb was the earliest ancestral ground of the Flying Rain-Dragon Tribe. All of the ancient, deceased major powers of the Flying Rain-Dragon Tribe were buried here.

"The ancestors of the Flying Rain-Dragon Tribe are on the brink of death. I would like to request that the ancestors of the Flying Rain-Dragon Tribe show their souls and summon the Thousand Dragons Ancient Formation so that I can return to the ancestral land to resolve the crisis of our Flying Rain-Dragon Tribe!"

Wearing a black martial arts suit, Long Wen, whose graceful body was outlined in a beautiful curve, with skin the color of wheat, knelt down in front of the biggest dragon tomb, which was like a huge coiling dragon, kowtowing as she said sincerely.

"What happened to the Flying Rain-Dragon!"

As if hearing Long Wen's pious pleas, an old voice sounded in the huge dragon tomb. For a moment, all the Yin Qi in the ancestral land started to fluctuate violently.

"The Heavenly Demon Tribe has invaded our Dragon World. The Flying Rain-Dragon Tribe is in grave danger …." Long Wen quickly told her what happened in the Dragon World.

"Sky race, the Monster race invades?" The elderly voice revealed a trace of anger: "Could it be that Lord Dragon God did not attack and kill the external enemy?"

"Rumor has it that an accident has happened to Lord Dragon God. He has been severely injured by others, and it is unknown whether he is still alive or not right now!" Long Wen clenched her hands tightly. It could be said that the moment the news of the dragon god's injury came out, the aura of the entire dragon race was greatly affected.

"This pack of wolves, it seems like they've been planning for a long time!" The remnant soul of the Flying Rain-Dragon Clan's ancestor said angrily, "Child, I will follow you and respond to the dragon clan. Even if my soul were to be destroyed, I still want to kill a few invaders."

As he spoke, the incomparably massive necropolis shattered, and a colossal dragon appeared, circling around it. The ancestral stone was embedded into the grand formation, and the necropolis appeared once more.

"Thousand Dragons Converge into one!"

The thousand dragon ancient formation's enormous ancestral stone lit up, connecting with the entire ancestral land and triggering a huge earthquake.

In the next moment, one of the tombs of the Flying Dragon's Ancestral Land was destroyed. A large amount of dragon souls, which had not dissipated for a long time, crazily fused into the thousand dragon ancient array, increasing the might of the ancient array.

"Children, follow me out to kill the enemy!"

A gigantic dragon head emerged from the thousand dragon ancient formation stone, the elderly voice was filled with killing intent.

"Yes, Patriarch!"

Seeing that the Thousand Dragons Array, one of the biggest Ancestral Artifacts of the Flying Rain-Dragon Tribe, had been restored, Long Wen and the others were overjoyed. They immediately followed the Thousand Dragons Array and left the ancestral grounds.

"Ancestral Artifact!"

The six golden-winged rocs felt the formidable ancestral charm of the Thousand Dragon Ancient Formation and flapped their golden wings. They interweaved together to form a series of golden wing shadows, and they revealed a trace of a serious expression.

Although they were both Demonic Gods and possessed frightening strength, they had no choice but to be afraid of Ancestral Artifacts with the power to destroy the heavens and the earth. They simply did not dare to approach.

"Interesting, I never thought that an Ancestral Artifact would be hidden here!"

Just when the six Golden-winged Great Peng were slightly hesitant and were retreating, a fierce voice sounded.

A man wearing a golden long robe and a crown that soared into the sky, with eyes that were as sharp as swords, appeared. He held a ten-foot-long golden spear in his hand, and a powerful Ancestral Energy emanated from his body.

"Four-Star Demon Ancestor!"

Feeling the Ancestral Energy from the golden-robed man, the Raindragon Ancestral Soul within the thousand dragon ancient formation couldn't help but let out a solemn cry.

"I really like this Ancestral Artifact, just give it to me!"

The golden-robed man roared out, and a claw appeared in the air. It turned into an incomparably large golden claw that tore through the air, grabbing towards the Thousand Dragon Ancient Formation.