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

In an extremely cold place, leave with the old man.

Countless chaotic beasts began to howl at this moment.

The low growl made the whole Beiming tremble slightly.

Leave the land of oblivion! !
There is an inexplicable desire in the hearts of these ferocious beasts.

Leaving this place is tantamount to releasing them, and it is tantamount to gaining freedom.

By that time.

The sky is big and the earth is big, who else can restrain their actions.

The leader of the chaotic giant beast pondered secretly in his heart, thinking about it, and felt that this was a good deal, and even thought of it, deep down in his heart, there was a hint of secret joy.

Looking at the ferocious beasts beside him, he muttered secretly in his heart.

Fortunately, these chaotic beasts were not allowed to act rashly.

For today's plan.

What he thought of was not just going out.

And devour these fierce beasts together.

Because once he goes out, he will lose control over these beasts. At that time, it will not be as simple as he imagined to increase his strength.

This matter should be considered in the long run.

The king of fierce beasts dormant quietly. "It seems that this matter cannot be acted rashly!!"

While thinking, he touched his ears.

At this moment, there was no recovery breath from the severed ear at all. One could imagine how domineering that force must be.

The old man left Beiming quietly, and stood calmly in an extremely cold place without disturbing anyone, just like when he came.

In the palm of the old man, he is in charge of a world.

In that world, there are millions of strong men stationed.

This old man is Kong Lin's subordinate.

At this moment, there is no rush to act.

Instead, he was quietly observing the entire prehistoric land.

It has been a long time since he got rid of Kong Lin's control and breathed the auras in the air freely. Although these auras were nothing but extremely inferior auras in his eyes, at this moment, in his mind, there was still With a comfortable color.

At the moment, he is not in a hurry.

Nor did it release millions of strong men.

Instead, he quietly waited for the chaotic beasts in the extremely cold place to sweep across the world.

In his opinion, there is absolutely no need to do it himself.

These beasts are enough.

As for the final fulfillment of the promise?
It's just a lie, he has neither the ability nor the guts to release the chaotic beast from the land of annihilation.

But when the time comes, there's nothing wrong with patting your ass and leaving.

before a mountain range.

The person paused, followed closely, and waved his hand casually.

The next moment, a complete cave appeared in the mountains.

Did not say much.

With a flash of his figure, he stepped into the cave. At some time, a wine gourd appeared in his hand, and he picked up the wine gourd and drank it.

His eyes were slightly drunk.

There was a bit of confusion in his eyes.

Gazing at the sky not far away.

Looking at the creatures above the prehistoric.

At this moment, there was a look of envy in the old man's eyes.

But soon, this envy turned into an endless killing atmosphere.

……

After Ye Long left the dojo, he embarked on his own path of cultivation.

On the ground, there was a suitcase, and Luo Hu followed closely behind.

Luo Hu, who was still worried about the backlash of heaven, realized that as long as he stayed with Ye Long, there would be no problem, he was completely relieved.

Ye Long took Luohu on a tour of the mountains and rivers. Along the way, he was relaxed and comfortable, without the slightest sense of tension and oppression like a prehistoric monk.

As time passed, night fell quietly.

Beside a bonfire, Ye Long sat quietly in front of the bonfire, staring at the bonfire, thinking secretly.

This time, the target of Tiandao's will is not Hongjun and the saint at all, but Ye Long.

Because of his appearance, Tiandao's original plan was disrupted. If Hongjun could not win the game between Hongjun and Tiandao this time, he might be bound by Tiandao because of Pingmen. The entire Pingmen will be reduced to silence in this heat wave.

So Ye Long left the dojo not only for experience, but also for searching.

Search for the root of nothingness in the world.

Search for all things in the world, creatures from all worlds, that illusory meaning.

You must know that if a creature is born in a world, it is equivalent to taking root in this world. If it does not reach a certain height, it will definitely not be able to break away from the root. This is why, even if the wild creature is strong, But in front of the Dao of Heaven, it is just the cause of ants.

Because their roots are in the hands of Heavenly Dao.

If Heaven is willing.

Feel free to kill their roots.

What greeted them was endless torture and suffering.

Even if he managed to survive by chance, he might have to endure inhuman pain.

There is no doubt about this.

The roots of Pingmen disciples are mostly in this flood, Ye Long wants to take care of them, but he can't take care of them indiscriminately.

A definition must be found to dissolve this relationship.

Even if Hongjun defeated Heaven, Ye Long was not at ease, and put the life of his disciple in Hongjun's hands.

So what he needs for this trip is to find the root system in the dark in this vast world, so as to control this root system by himself.

This is like the book of life and death in the underworld of later generations. Once this kind of thing is controlled by outsiders, it is equivalent to being controlled by the gate of life.

Time passed little by little.

The night also began to slowly fade away with time.

Luo Hu sat quietly by the side, staring at Ye Long.

Regarding Ye Long's actions, he was somewhat puzzled.

After all, someone who stands at the height of Ye Long.

How could it be possible that he has never experienced the warmth and coldness of the world, so why should he come to taste the warmth and coldness of the world at this moment?
"Senior, I don't understand!"

While Ye Long was thinking, Luo Hu's voice sounded, and his eyes were full of curiosity.

Luo Hu, who was standing beside Ye Long, had no ferocious arrogance, no incomparable killing aura, and no prestige as a demon lord. Upright, people look at, there is a feeling of admiration.

With the black armor on the upper body, the black lotus pattern on the armor, and the god-killing spear pinned behind him, there is a faint feeling of coolness.

In the realm of cultivating immortals, it is definitely an existence that can fascinate thousands of girls.

Hearing Luo Hu's voice, Ye Long frowned and turned to look at Luo Hu.

Seems to be asking 'what? '.

At this moment, Ye Long was dressed in white, with a folding fan in his hand, and an unknown long sword pinned to his waist. His face was sharp and angular, as if he was a son of a rich family traveling the world.

Seeing Ye Long's suspicious eyes, Luo Hu didn't dare to be careless, and quickly responded:

"Senior, I don't understand, this..."