C932 Primitive ancestral dragon

Above the valley, two people suddenly appeared. One was the patriarch's former concubine enchantress, and the other was the almighty Mo Tian. Everyone knew that these two people did not come with good intentions.

"enchantress, what do you want?" Huang Feng of the Three Saints said. A cold light flashed in her eyes.

"Hehe, this will depend on my husband." enchantress cackled, and once again stuck onto Mo Tian's body.

"Hehe, it's fine if you want to live. As long as you submit to my Mo Tian, I can spare your lives." The Mo Tian laughed, his palm continued to stroke the body of the enchantress, "Otherwise, the methods of my Mo Tian will make it impossible for you to live, to beg for death."

Everyone's expressions changed again. Mo Tian being able to severely injure desiccated stone in one move could be said to be extremely powerful, they were unable to resist it at all, but if they wanted to rely on Mo Tian, they had no choice but to do so. Furthermore, they had to bear the crime of betraying a clan.

Some of them looked hesitant, but most of them were angry and determined.

"I... I'm willing to join. " At this moment, an anxious voice sounded out from the crowd.

"Desolate Python, you actually want to rebel against the family!" Huang Feng scolded with a trace of anger on her face.

Unknowingly, the Desolate Python had already released its restrictions. Its gaze was filled with endless malice as it looked at Huang Long who was standing there without uttering a word.

"As long as you are betraying us, we cannot continue to stay in the Wasteland Clan. The only way out for us is to rely on Lord Mo Tian, otherwise, the only path left for us is death."

"Haha …" "Well said, I like this kind of obedient dogs." High up in the sky, Mo Tian laughed out loud, his gaze sweeping across the crowd, the powerful aura enveloping them all, "Who else is willing to rely on me, I can let them live …"

Boom! *

Before the Mo Tian had finished speaking, a low sound rang out, and everyone looked over to see Huang Long raising an arm, his palm had already landed on the python's head, the python's eyes were wide opened, revealing a look of disbelief, its throat was rolling, a small line of blood appeared on its face, it was spreading out, increasing in number, increasing in size, until the python's head directly cracked open and died.

The scene in front of their eyes was completely unexpected, but seeing that the Huang Python had died under Huang Long's hands, most of the people in the Desolate Clan felt a wave of happiness, even Huang Feng and desiccated stone who were pleading for the Desolate Python before felt a sense of relief. Although Huang Mang was the Great Sage of the Desolate Clan, he was actually betraying his own clan and defying an outsider, this crime was already enough to cause him to die a thousand times.

"How dare you!" "Brat, you are courting death!" With a roar, Mo Tian's face turned into the shape of a pig's liver. He had just said that the first person he would rely on for support could live, but now the first person was killed right in front of his eyes. How could Mo Tian not be angry?

Killing intent rose from Mo Tian's body, forming a huge black shadow in the air. The shadow was like a black demon, releasing an endless amount of Abyssal Force, the demon shadow stretched out a huge claw, the claw had a shiny black luster, carrying a kind of destructive force, it flew towards Huang Long's head.

Under the cover of the huge claws, even Huang Feng and the two desiccated stone were terrified. The power of the attack had already reached the peak of the Five-star Martial Saint, so anyone under this attack would die.

"The primordial essence strengthens my body, Essence Heaven Shattering!" Right at this moment, a loud voice sounded out. Everyone saw Huang Long's figure soar into the sky, and from his body, released waves of prehistoric power s, which wrapped around Huang Long's body and actually formed a light Dragon Shadow.

"This is …" The Primitive Ancestral Dragon! "

Seeing this Dragon Shadow, the eyes of the desiccated stone and Huang Feng revealed a look of shock and excitement.

It was unknown when a Great Desolate Dragon descended on the continent, causing the continent to produce prehistoric power s. The Homo sapiens's cultivation of prehistoric power s was developed, but the Desolate Clan possessed the bloodline of an Ancestral Dragon and controlled the entire continent. It was a pity that from ancient times until now, no one among the Desolate Clan was able to create an Ancestral Dragon Form, allowing them to comprehend the true origin of the world.

Right now, the Dragon Shadow that had appeared on Huang Long's body made all the people of Desolate Clan feel fear and reverence in their hearts. This was the birth of an ancestral dragon, the first Origin Strength of the continent.

Huang Long soared into the sky, the Dragon Shadow on his body becoming more and more condensed.

Roar!

With a dragon's roar, Huang Long's figure immediately disappeared, and the Dragon Shadow seemed to have become tangible. It opened its mouth wide, and directly swallowed the demon's claw, and not only that, the huge dragon soared into the sky, transforming into a thousand li long illusion. Its body was countless times larger than the demon's shadow, and it also swallowed the demon claw in one gulp.

Seeing that, the people of the Desolate Clan were already stunned, even the Five-star Martial Saint was shocked.

"How is that possible? How could my demon mirage be so easily engulfed? " A trace of fear finally flashed through Mo Tian's eyes, and she couldn't help but take a few steps back. The enchantress beside her also trembled, and her delicate body couldn't stop trembling.

The gigantic dragon that had devoured the demon mirage once again transformed into Huang Long's figure. At this moment, Huang Long was already standing in front of Mo Tian.

"My Man Huang Continent is not a place where you can come to just because you want to. enchantress, the grudge of the past has been resolved today!" Huang Long's body trembled slightly, then disappeared.

"Let's go!" Seeing that Huang Long had disappeared, Mo Tian's face changed. He shouted anxiously and pointed out his finger, releasing a black coloured vortex in front of him. Just as Mo Tian wanted to enter the vortex, a yellow light shot out from the vortex and turned into nothingness.

Mo Tian's face had already turned ashen. He noticed that at this moment, the number of Origin Strength in the Man Huang Continent was rapidly increasing, and the previous quarter of the Origin Strength that had disappeared were already restored to their original state in a short amount of time. Moreover, the increasing trend did not stop as the teleportation formation that he had activated was actually being rejected by the Origin Strength.

Although the increase of the Origin Strength caused the Mo Tian to feel fear, the Wasteland Clan members were pleasantly surprised.

Although Huang Long had once stated that the number of Origin Strength that could recover was increasing, no one would believe him before this because the Origin Strength was unusually precious. As it concerned the lifeline of the entire continent, no one would treat it as nothing. But now, not only was the Origin Strength able to recover in a short period of time, it was even increasing.

"I refuse to believe that a Two-star Martial Sovereign can trap my Mo Tian and turn him into a devil!" Mo Tian shouted loudly, and his white robe turned black slowly. A dense wave of Abyssal Force s emitted from his body, and this wave of energy contained a strong corrosive aura, the prehistoric power surrounding the Mo Tian quickly disappeared as a deep void appeared behind the Mo Tian. This empty void was the boundless void of the outside world.

The Mo Tian had actually opened a passage that led to the void of other realms within the Man Huang Continent.

"Huang Long, just you wait. When my demon clan comes, I will slaughter the entire Man Huang Continent." Although Mo Tian didn't see Huang Long's figure, he knew that Huang Long was just beside him. Mo Tian never thought that Huang Long would actually be able to use primordial power at such a level, and knew that it was impossible for him to be Huang Long's opponent in Man Huang Continent.

Mo Tian pulled enchantress and was about to enter the tunnel.

"Fiends, all deserve to die!" At this moment, an illusory voice resounded in the space.

When the Mo Tian heard this voice, his face became startled, and a trace of surprise surfaced in his eyes, because he could tell that this voice was not made by Huang Long.

"Could it be that there is someone else at the side?" A chill went up Mo Tian's body as cold sweat dripped down his back. If there was really someone else by his side and he did not realize it yet, then this person's strength was probably much stronger than him.

Thinking up to here, the Mo Tian did not hesitate anymore, nor did he utter any harsh words.

But just at that moment, the Mo Tian stopped, and looked straight at the tunnel, a look of disbelief in his eyes, as a figure suddenly walked out.

It was a man in his twenties. He was tall and straight, with a handsome face and clear eyes like a star.

This person walked out from the passage and stood at the entrance of the passage, blocking the Mo Tian's path. The dense Abyssal Force in the surroundings of the passage could not affect him at all.

"Who are you? Why are you blocking my way? " Mo Tian frowned slightly as he asked with a dark expression. In front of him, Mo Tian did not feel the presence of any prehistoric power.

When the Cyan Man appeared, not only did the Mo Tian feel shocked and surprised, the people of Desolate Clan were also a little confused and confused.

It was already shocking for the Mo Tian to be able to take advantage of the reduced number of Man Huang Continent s to enter the Man Huang Continent. However, it was even more unbelievable for this person to be able to enter the Man Huang Continent from the Outer Realm while recovering from his prehistoric sources and even surpassing them.

"My name is Wu Hui and Huang Long is my friend. Previously, he had borrowed the power of the Great Desolation's origin to heal his injuries, so naturally, he would be able to help out." azure-robed youth said indifferently, his eyes emitting a faint light.

Wu Hui's words reached the ears of everyone in the Desolate Clan, letting them know that Huang Long had indeed invited outsiders to absorb the Origin Strength, but now that the Origin Strength was stronger than before, no one bothered about it, and with that person standing together with the Desolate Clan, they knew that he was a friend and not enemy, and could only get along with them.

"Wu Hui? Humph! You dare to obstruct me with your One-star Martial Saint, you are truly courting death! " Mo Tian's face was filled with anger, he extended his hand and slapped towards Wu Hui's head.