Honghuang: God-level entries, starting from refining the demon-slaying sword

"The Ancestral Dragon has fallen."

The Ancestral Dragon carries the tremendous fortune of the dragon clan, and the Dragon King can clearly sense the process of his fall.

However, he did not care about the fate of the Ancestral Dragon. He just wanted the dragon clan to continue to survive.

The Dragon King set his sights on the entrance of the deep-sea cave, and his heart became increasingly nervous.

at last.

Lin Feng took Bixiao and forcibly dragged the dragon gate out of the deep sea cave and came in front of him.

Above the Dragon Gate, with its luck that was almost as thriving as the sea and its unfathomable blood energy, the mere appearance in front of the many real dragons made them instinctively begin to tremble.

This magic weapon can almost be said to be the treasure that the dragon clan most desires to obtain. If all the blood in it is taken for oneself, perhaps a new ancestor dragon can be created.

However, this magic weapon is also what they fear the most.

When the new ancestor dragon was created, their dragon clan was almost certain to die out in the future.

"Thank you, Master Tianfeng!"

"With this Dragon Gate, as long as we can neutralize the above methods, our dragon clan will be able to return to its peak. At least we don't have to worry about our bloodline day and night like we do now!"

The Dragon King was overjoyed and spoke in a low voice, but unexpectedly, he did not see even a trace of joy from Lin Feng and Bi Xiao.

instinctive.

The Dragon King sensed something was wrong.

"Dragon King, you should first check what's going on with this Dragon Gate."

"This matter is not as easy to resolve as you think."

Lin Feng spoke, and just one sentence made the Dragon King take a deep breath.

He originally thought that taking treasures from deep-sea caves was the most difficult task. Now that Lin Feng had already done it, the next step was to find a way to control Longmen.

but……

Under the gaze of a group of real dragons, the Dragon King slowly came to the front of the Dragon Gate and placed his hand on it. Suddenly, his face turned horrified and he took two steps back.

"this!"

For a moment, the Dragon King had no idea what to say. His eyes became dim, as if he had suffered a heavy blow.

In this Dragon Gate.

He felt the power of destiny coming from the dragon clan.

This treasure is related to luck!

With the current power of the dragon clan, it is absolutely impossible to do anything about it, and even control the Dragon Gate is impossible.

Luck is as elusive and difficult to comprehend as merit. There are too many mysteries in it. If you want to intervene even a little bit, you will take great risks.

The current dragon clan cannot afford the consequences of the experiment.

"Master Tianfeng, please return to the Dragon Palace for a chat!"

Helplessly, the Dragon King could only turn his attention back to Lin Feng.

He has already started thinking about how to solve this problem. Is it necessary to ask a saint to come out?

But would the Saint really take action for the dragon clan...

Looking at the Dragon King who had obviously lost his mind at this moment, the Dragon Prince took a deep breath and was speechless for a long time.

He felt it faintly.

This matter may have gotten out of their control and become more complicated.

……

"The Dragon Clan actually still has a backup plan. They are indeed the strongest person under the Saint back then. The shadow they left behind can even cause strange phenomena in the world when they fell!"

"No matter how strong he is, he still has to accept his death. He can't even stand up to Tianfeng Zhenren."

The fall of the Ancestral Dragon was no longer a secret between heaven and earth because it caused strange phenomena.

At this moment, countless powerful people sighed.

At the same time, many strong men also made ridicules.

Golden Immortal!

Lin Feng is just a Golden Immortal now. Although he has extraordinary combat power, his realm is really too low.

In the fight between strong men, the Golden Immortal is even just cannon fodder, but a strong man of this realm can actually take down the number one person under the Saint.

This is equivalent to.

Lin Feng fought and killed Donghuang Taiyi with the strength of a Golden Immortal. This kind of thing is almost impossible to happen.

But within the demon clan's heaven, Donghuang Taiyi was under great pressure at this moment.

He frowned deeply and looked towards the direction of the East China Sea, feeling a little more fearful in his heart.

This Lin Feng is growing really fast.

"It has only been a little over ten thousand years since he achieved the Golden Immortal realm."

"I didn't expect it to come to this."

"Dong Huang, if you can't defeat him, you don't have to fight him to death. Sometimes, preserving the bloodline of my demon clan is the most important thing."

Di Jun seemed to understand what Donghuang Taiyi was thinking. He came behind him and spoke to him.

He really couldn't imagine what would happen to their demon clan if Donghuang Taiyi died because of Lin Feng.

The demon clan can lose him as their leader, but they absolutely cannot lose Donghuang Taiyi, their supreme combat power. No matter what, it is too risky to fight with Lin Feng after the great battle with the witch clan.

"If I don't do it, then there will really be no chance." Donghuang Taiyi sighed.

He glanced at Di Jun and shook his head, "Brother, make arrangements for Lu Ya first and send the child away. I have a bad feeling."

"Back then, the human race was massacred."

"Maybe we were wrong."

At this moment, no matter how slow Donghuang Taiyi was, he could still feel the changes between heaven and earth.

The energy of catastrophe in the dark is surging and can almost tear everything apart. At this moment, their demon clan has been caught up in it, and it is like a turbulent wave.

It might get bad.

will die.

And they will die miserably.

Di Jun frowned slightly and sighed, "It's too late."

"Now that we've done it, there's no way out for us. We can't let Nuwa take the blame and give us a way out."

"Now that things have come to this, we have no choice but to go to war."

"Go and prepare. Remember, I will kill Hou Yi no matter what!"

Murderous intent erupted at this moment, and Di Jun's eyes were filled with endless anger and murderous intent.

he knows.

The deaths of his nine sons must have been planned by a powerful person. Unfortunately, he could not find any evidence, let alone the person behind the plan. Since this was the case, he could only vent his anger on Houyi.

He would like to see.

How capable was Houyi to be able to escape from the clutches of the demon clan's heavenly court? Did he really think that he would be safe with the protection of the Ancestral Witch?

joke!

Think of this.

Di Jun exerted a little force with his palm and gripped the Witch-Slaying Sword at his waist, releasing a murderous intent, accompanied by the wails of wronged souls, which made Donghuang Taiyi sigh instinctively.

When he got Luohou's treasure refining method, he knew that some things had already been arranged clearly by the heaven, but the key point was that they had no reason to resist that calculation.

The so-called Lich Calamity.

Perhaps, in the eyes of powerful people in later generations, it is just an illusion fought over by a group of powerful people, just like the dragon and phoenix catastrophe of that year.

Before Zulong fell, how could he know that his remaining soul would die at the hands of a Golden Immortal?