Honghuang: After hundreds of millions of years of retreat, I became the ancestor of the dragon clan

In the dojo, Ye Long looked at Xiao Shen and Xiao Teng who were immersed in cultivation again, and there was an inexplicable look of relief in his eyes.

Now everything is thriving, the ashram is prosperous, and everything is approaching in the direction he expected.

As long as he passes the Conferred God, everything will be his world alone. At that time, what is the Westward Journey, and the Pingmen family dominates him, isn't it good?
While thinking about it, Ye Long rearranged the formation of the dojo again. In this instant, a faint brilliance flashed in the Zhuxian sword formation. At this instant, Ye Long's eyes flashed There was an inexplicable look of confidence.

For Ye Long, these years have been a bit boring.

In addition to comprehending Taoism, it is practicing swords and tasting tea.

But now, Ye Long himself doesn't know how far the sword intent has reached, but the requirements for tea products are getting higher and higher. Now tea trees are also planted in the entire dojo, and the life A very delicious pastoral life.

"I don't know how far this level of sword intent can reach. If you find an opportunity, you really need to learn from others."

Ye Long sighed softly, stopped and continued to comprehend the sword intent.

With a slight movement of the palm, a sword made of flames instantly appeared in Ye Long's palm.

In an instant, the entire ashram was surging, and the aura in the entire ashram gathered towards Ye Long at this instant.

However, it was at this moment that Ye Long's flaming sword went out, and everything returned to peace.

After doing all this, Ye Long seemed to be extremely satisfied and nodded, and an inexplicable look of hope was rekindled in his eyes.

"Not bad, this kind of long sword made of flames is really domineering. Next time you encounter an enemy, you can get used to it."

While Ye Long was thinking, he remembered that strange mouse and the ninth ray of primordial purple energy.

Just as he was about to say something, he suddenly felt a slight change in the dojo.

He was taken aback for a moment, then followed closely, as if thinking of something, he looked towards the edge of the dojo.

……

At this moment, a young man was lying on a lotus platform at the edge. The lotus platform was so weird that people could see it as if they saw endless nothingness. The black lotus in this young man's hand has a bit of charm.

This is when Ye Long studied for a long time, but after finding nothing, he found that the black lotus seemed to be protecting the boy in black armor, so Ye Long simply threw the boy in black onto the lotus platform.

At this moment, the black boy seemed to be somewhat awake, but his whole body was almost covered with an aura of annihilation. It seemed that he might fall from the sky and the earth at any time, and his spirit and soul would be wiped out.

He opened his eyes slightly, his eyes filled with bewilderment, staring around.

"you're awake?"

Ye Long stepped forward, glanced at the young man, and there was a little thoughtful look in his eyes.

At this moment, although the young man is awake, his whole body is still filled with the aura of death, as if if he is a little careless, he will fall in the next moment.

"You are so young, how can you be so deadly? This is not a good sign. After all, I will save my life. In this way, I can rest assured."

Listening to Ye Long's gentle and elegant words, Luo Hu's eyes were sharp at first, followed by him, as if he had discovered something, his entire eyeballs instantly went from a sluggish state to staring round.

This……

The breath inside is so strange.

Here, what exactly is it?
I……

At this moment, he finally remembered the scene when he was asleep. At that time, although it was just a quick glance, it made him feel an inexplicable throbbing in the depths of his heart.

This feeling is extremely weird, like being controlled by an inexplicable force, stepping into an inexplicable state, being drawn from somewhere.

"Wait, it's the God-killing Spear. I felt the breath of the God-killing Spear here!"

"In this prehistoric world, how could there be a second god-killing gun!"

Luo Hu didn't know that at this moment, deep in his heart, he was full of vigilance, constantly observing something.

As the originator of the demon way, how could he be overwhelmed by a small ashram.

While he was sitting up, thinking.

Suddenly, the whole body trembled, and finally completely recalled the scene when he passed out.

At that time, because of the defeat in the battle, he pierced through the years with the God-killing Spear, hoping to gain a chance of life, but when he reached the edge of the dojo, he already realized that he was exhausted...

But at this moment, this unremarkable young man appeared in front of him.

Let his body, which is about to disappear, be stable.

However, before he could respond, he fell into a coma, and his memory came to an abrupt end at this moment.

However, at this moment, when he felt the aura in the dojo, which was not belonging to the prehistoric, was pouring down continuously.

His entire heart was completely subverted at this moment.

What kind of existence is the person in front of him.

Why have I never seen this person in the previous years.

Such a breath of vicissitudes of life.

In other words, the person in front of him is a supreme being who travels through the long river of time?
As the demon ancestor, he was only one step away from proving the world, but unfortunately Hongjun was one step ahead, gathering thousands of forces, and besieging and losing together.

Even though he has ended up in such a field now, it does not mean that his eyesight is not strong enough.

At this moment, he could vaguely see that Ye Long was surrounded by avenues of avenues circling. Compared with the rumored, incomparable saint of heaven, he was afraid that he was even more secretive. The invisibility gave him a sense of insignificance. .

It seems that facing this person, the identity of the demon ancestor is just a flash in the pan. In front of this person, all identities and status seem so insignificant.

Even Luo Hu has an extremely keen sense.

That is his own life and death, which seems to be in the hands of this person.

One thought can be born, one thought can be destroyed, this person's one thought can change the color of the world.

This side of heaven and earth.

It must be the world created by this person himself, right?
Such a character, I am afraid that he is not much different from Pangu.

Luo Hu resisted the shock in his heart, wanting to secretly take a look at Ye Long.

However, what greeted him was Ye Long's extremely bright eyes.

That pair of gazes seemed to contain the condensed eyes of thousands of heavens, staring down, and in an instant, it seemed that they were going to crush Luo Hu's entire body into nothingness.

With just one glance, Luo Hu didn't dare to look at Ye Long in front of him, and there was an obvious dodge in his eyes.

At that moment, Luo Hu's throat seemed to be throbbing, and he wanted to speak, but found that he couldn't move.