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Zhanzhou in the south.

A hundred years later, there is still no grass on the scorched soil.

The sky was so gloomy that two figures came here.

"Where is this, grandfather?" he asked

The LORD said, "have you ever heard of Daliang Mountain?"

Wood shook his head.

He added: "more than 100 years ago, the black fire flooded here, and hundreds of miles of life were killed here. This is the history of Daliang Mountain."

Hundreds of miles

Wood froze for a moment, opened his mouth, and fixed his eyes on the scorched earth in front of him.

The Lord then said, "this is the hometown of my grandfather and the place where your father was born. It used to represent a strong existence. Son, you should remember that if one day your father and I are no longer..."

Wood shook his head and whispered, "no!"

After a long time, he began to understand what kind of chaotic world he was in, and what kind of role his father, grandfather and mother played.

A strong enemy, a tireless battle, a helpless road.

Sometimes, wood even thought, why is this?

Without waiting for him to make a sound, Mu then said, "we will all live well, because my mother said that there will always be a time for family reunion."

It's a sad word.

The LORD was silent, and the diameter went deeper. A few minutes later, he came to a canyon and said, "your father has gone too far. I can't give him anything, but you are still young. There is a dormant dragon vein here, which is the last details of Daliang Mountain."

Dragon veins.

Wood small head to probe, and then frown, revealing thinking.

The holy Master said: "in the canyon, the dragon vein is dormant. Once it recovers, it will shock the world. The dragon vein is one of the powerful opportunities in the world of practice. My son, now my grandfather has given it to you. I want you to be stronger and fight with your father. Can you do it?"

Er

Suddenly, when he was entrusted with an important task, Mu felt a lot of pressure. Instead of answering at the first time, he was thinking about how many years of practice would it take to fight with his father in his present state?

Can the Dragon really make him step into that height?

The Holy Lord looked at him: "you are feng'er's child. You are also a part of the demon clan. Although the Dragon veins are kept in captivity, they belong to the demon class. Moreover, the body of the archaic Phoenix is far stronger than the ordinary race. Therefore, with your physical body and resources, you should be able to fully absorb the Dragon veins. Now go! Grandfather protects the Dharma for you. "

Wood crooked his head and wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say. So he timidly walked over, turned back a few steps, and finally went farther and farther.

When you look at his father's shadow, it may be the first moment when he saw his father's shadow disappear

In the mountains, the wind is blowing, and the wood's body is more thin.

Pen!

Suddenly, the holy master held out his big hand and pressed it down towards the valley. He cried out: "I, the Lord of Daliang Mountain, it is a great crime to wake up the Elder Dragon veins rashly. But Daliang Mountain has been destroyed for a long time, and his blood has withered. The last one asked for the gift of my ancestors, so that my Daliang Mountain blood can continue."

In a flash, the whole Daliang Mountain vibrated violently, and the sounds of dragon chants began to rise and fall.

At this time, the sky is also dim down, the clouds condense, the pressure is very low.

The sage roared: "heaven is merciless, and the blood of Daliang Mountain is withered. I, the contemporary holy master, can not escape his responsibility. For a hundred years, I am so muddled that I feel sorry for my ancestors. Today, I ask elder Longmai to complete it. Even if I die, I will not regret it."

His voice is very bright, reverberating in the sky, far away, many people have heard, subconsciously looking at this direction.

Roar!

There was another amazing sound of dragon chanting. I don't know how many practitioners were disturbed. The strong ones began to gallop in this direction.

Oh!

After the Dragon chant, it is the Fengming, which is the awakening of the blood force of wood. The great weather of dragon and phoenix flying appears, shining on the sky, which is incomparably sacred.

The Lord laughed, but the smile was sad.

Not long after that, the contemporary God of Yaoguang Lake came here, the one from Yuheng mountain also came, and many God Kings also arrived.

Long Wan'er directly crosses the void and comes out of the void passage. She stares at the canyon and whispers, "he is still alive."

The power of the dragon vein stretches for hundreds of miles. The whole Daliang Mountain is in a boiling state. The amazing power is eye-catching. However, no one dares to get close to it. Obviously, they all feel the power of the Lord.

It's a slow process to absorb the power of the dragon.

Of course, for Yu Mu, as a powerful Phoenix, his speed, accommodation and digestion are incomparable to ordinary people.As time went by, seven days passed in a flash.

The dragon and Phoenix are still blending, and the breath of wood is getting stronger and stronger. Until the tenth day later, with a roar, he directly steps into the realm of shencang, and the boundless calamity condenses.

The LORD raised his head, and the cloak behind him roared, and he stepped out into the sky.

Long Wan'er Yilin: "the breath of the supreme way, I can't imagine that the holy master of a hundred years has reached such a height. It is worthy of being the saint of Daliang Mountain."

Boom!

The disaster fell, but was blocked by the Lord.

Of course, under normal circumstances, he would not block the disaster for wood, but now Mu is practicing, he can't care so much.

The power of the dragon vein is still boiling. Along with the absorption of wood, Daliang Mountain is completely cracked, and there are deep gullies and pits everywhere.

After a long time, the catastrophe gradually subsided, but the LORD was bleeding and his hair was disordered. Even so, no one dared to rush forward.

Hum!

At the edge of the sky, there are strong men. They are the strong ones of Yuheng mountain. They come with the divine weapons of heaven. They want to wipe out the people who block them and the people below.

The LORD raised his head, and his eyes were cold. He snorted and patted him directly with his big hand. Although the other side had imperial soldiers, his strength was too low to recover.

This slap in the past, the emperor soldiers broke through the air, and the man was directly photographed as blood mud.

Seeing this scene, the strong people around here are creepy, and some people who are ready to move in their hearts are also quite quiet.

It was the emperor's army. Although it had not recovered, the power of the emperor's army was still there, but it was slapped away by the Lord.

Long Wan'er frowned and whispered, "the people of Yuheng mountain are dying!"

In the present state of the Lord, it is only a matter of raising one's hand to destroy a small holy land. Unless they can revive the emperor's troops, the possibility is not very high.