Vol 3 Chapter 933: Just an old dragon

In the heart of Xiao Chen’s heart, he once went to the Qianlong Lake in the desert city, where he also learned the true identity of Chu Chaoyun.
On that day, the ice-cold dragon, on the surface, hit him with a claw, actually helping him to get rid of some bruises in the body, and hidden dangers that were not noticed.
At that time, he was in the arena, winning a hundred games in a row, seemingly beautiful, in fact, some tiny hidden dangers left in the body, not cleared in time is likely to become a hidden disease.
The ice-cold dragon has a little favor for him, just don't know why he helped him.
Feng Lao sees that Xiao Chen seems to be very interested in the look and laughs: "Go to the temple for a while, I will tell you in detail."
Among the main halls of Tian Tianzong's rudder, Xiao Chen and Feng Lao sat side by side, and the female disciple who came to the end of the tea, the eyes of the thief sneaked around Xiao Chen.
The curious in my heart, this is where the big man came from, how to sit side by side with the elders, look at Feng Lao’s look, and don’t think of it as a junior.
Feng Lao’s status is even higher than that of the lord. On weekdays, he can barely be beside Feng’s old master.
Looking at Xiao Chen, I always felt a little familiar, but I didn't know where I had seen it. When Xiao Chen picked up the teacup, she had to leave.
Going outside the temple, the female disciple thinks of something and takes out a roster of flowers in his hand. The above words are written in the real dragon list, and the first page is opened. The characters on the illustration are in sight.
Recalling the feelings of the man just now, the heart could not help but jump up, the white robe knife guest Xiao Chen actually came back, and sat down with the elders.
If the news is passed out, I don’t know what kind of sensation will be triggered.
"The Eight Great Family, the owner of the top ten sects and the owner of the Zongmen, all rushed?" Xiao Chen listened to Feng Lao's introduction, put down the tea cup in his hand, and asked calmly.
Feng Lao slightly decapitated, said: "Almost all went, the entire Wusheng of the entire Cangjie world, have rushed over, the grave of the first Tianwu Emperor, what is hidden, it is hard to say."
The first generation of Tianwu Emperor, that is the king of the Emperor who was 10,000 years older than the Qing Emperor, there are countless legends about him in the Cangjie world.
On the contrary, in the Kunlun world, Xiao Chen rarely heard people mention that such a character, but also possesses a strong skyfire, but did not leave any deeds in Kunlun, it is extremely abnormal.
It’s hard to be true. This early Tianwu Emperor, like those at the top of the Stigmata monument, leaving behind the faint traces, left the world mysteriously, and did not really die?
Some speculations will not be discussed for the time being. The first generation of Tianwu Emperor is definitely a powerful figure. Since its graves have been passed down, it will inevitably lead to peeping.
Xiao Chen contrasted the strength of his own Feng Lao, the other side repaired in the top of the goods, but a little pressure did not bring to himself.
Compared with the three top-grade Wushengs taught by the two ceremonies, they are completely different from each other. In the Cangjie world, the sanctification and the Kunlun world are sanctified, and the difference is huge. Xiao Chen is now fully understood.
It is no wonder that some Wusheng in the Cangjie world, even if they have accumulated enough resources, are not willing to go to Kunlun and go to Kunlun with their strength.
There is no qualification for even soy sauce. It is better to be safe and secure in the lower bounds and live a beautiful day.
Xiao Chen thought about it and thought of another question: "What is the cold ice dragon, listening to Feng Lao's tone, it does not seem to be the first time to rob?"
Feng Lao nodded: "Several times, about a thousand or two thousand years of robbery once, this dragon did not choose to shape, embarked on another road of spiritual beast cultivation, vitality is very strong. Although not an emperor, but the general Emperor Wu Heineai can't."
"This time has already reached the top. If the robbery is successful, it will turn into a dragon and become a real ice dragon. It is impossible to stay in the Kunlun and Devil worlds."
"But more possibilities, but the failure of the robbery, the death of the dead, it has been a long time to live, the air transport is almost exhausted. All Wu Sheng can wait for it to die, so good to his Tiandi tomb ""
There is no Wudi in the Cangjie world. Xiaochen knows it. I didn’t know why, but today I heard the agreement for the second time.
"What is this agreement, can Feng Lao tell one or two?" Xiao Chen asked curiously.
Feng Lao took a sip of tea and said: "It is not a secret. Telling you that it is no problem. After the Tianwu dynasty was destroyed, the Wushen Palace and the Devil World reached an agreement to jointly suppress the development of this plane."
"No matter who is on the two sides, they are not allowed to dispatch the masters of the Wudi class, nor are they allowed to exist in this plane. If there is a battle, the two sides will not be allowed to send the Emperor Wu, who will take this sky, who is it? But the agreement still has to continue."
After Xiao Chen listened, he couldn't help but laugh. When he was still in the Mohe City, he was only in the realm of the warrior, he had some illusions about the protection of the Three Holy Lands.
It’s too naive to think about it now, what a robbery, but the big men on both sides have agreed on the trick, and the sentient beings are just like a chess piece.
Only by mastering the absolute strength and jumping out of this game can you be qualified to hold your own destiny and see the essence of the world.
"But the Wushen Palace and the Devil World, why I have to reach this agreement, I am not clear, this involves the allusion to the demise of the gantry thousands of years ago."
Feng Lao continued, obviously speaking of this, he did not know that Xiao Chen had already recognized the identity of his descendants in Qinglun.
Xiao Chen smiled and didn't catch the topic. He got up and said: "Thank you Feng Feng's hospitality. I am going to go to the Tiandi tomb, I will leave!"
Feng Lao is not surprised by this. He is absolutely reassured about the strength of Xiao Chen. Now the Emperor Wu of the Cangwu is not out, but I really can't think of a few people who can stop him.
"Oh, then I will not send it. If it is not to sit in the town of Zongmen, the old age is also wanting to sing this excitement."
Out of the Tianzong, Xiao Chen exhibited the Thunder Dragon Steps, stepping out in one step, and the space is not torn apart. Compared with the spatial structure of the Kunlun world, the Cangjie world is like a paper paste, and Xiao Chen suddenly enters the void.
The whole person is in the space, and the wind and the power are generally advancing. From time to time, a gap is cracked to see where they are going.
However, at two o'clock, Xiao Chen directly crossed the Qianjin Lake in the deserted city, and there was no speed in the void. It was amazing.
Rumble!
The scene in front of you is a little scary. Over the Qianlong Lake, there are thousands of miles of black thunderclouds, and the thunderstorms of the buckets are madly falling towards Qianlong Lake.
The waves are rolling, the heavens and the earth are discolored, the void is easily shredded by the thunder, the lake is splashing around, and the originally flat lake is horrible.
Xiao Chen slightly frowned, glaring at the falling thunder, if it fell on him, it could not afford it. It seems that this ice dragon is really a bit more fierce.
Guanghua flashed, Xiao Chen directly fell into the end of the lake, avoiding a thunder and lightning, and fell to the Tiandi grave below.
When he fell into the heart of the lake, a man on the shore with a long sword and a man in the Tianwu Emperor’s robe revealed a look of surprise. He murmured, how come he came back this time.
There is a hole in the world below the water. Xiao Chen stopped in the sky, and did not rush to land. I saw that the road fell into the thunder and fell into the cold pool next to the tomb of the Emperor.
The screaming and screaming sound of the old man screamed from the inside, and the shocked eardrum trembled, and the heart felt sad for no reason.
This is not like a peerless strongman who fights with the sky. He has endless spirit and heroism. He is more of an old man who has lived for a long time. He is lingering and complaining about his last unwillingness.
In that voice, there is an unspeakable obsession, an inexplicable sorrow, a moving emotion, a confidant, and no understanding.
The world's own reincarnation, no matter what kind of creature you are, to what extent, in the end can not escape a dead word.
Heaven is like a sword, hanging over the top of the sky, and no one can punch the sword.
It seems that Feng Lao said that it is true that this ice-cold dragon has lived for too long, and has been dragged from the beginning of the Tianwu Dynasty to the present, for more than 20,000 years.
The air transport has been exhausted. At this time, it is almost impossible to rob the dragon into a cold dragon.
Looking forward, at the end of the line of sight, there are a lot of standing figures, and the eyes are full of excitement, obviously they know.
This old dragon, I don’t know how much time to stay here, so that all the people who are not in the right place will return home, and today they are finally going to return to the West.
In the cemetery of the first generation of Tianwu Emperor, what kind of secrets were hidden, it was finally revealed.