Big dreamer

"You let him go, and I will take them out of here right now. Let's go to each other's side with the road facing the sky." Shen Luo said.

"Let him go? Shen Luo, are you speaking too lightly?" Ao Qin sneered and said.

Just now Shen Luo was eager to save people and stopped hiding his cultivation aura. Now he was naturally recognized.

Shen Luo stopped pretending, and the aura on his body exploded instantly, and the majestic spiritual pressure spread out immediately, turning into an invisible aura that pressed against everyone in the Dragon Palace.

"The late stage of true immortality..." Ao Qin suddenly lost his composure.

If I remember correctly, the last time they fought against each other in the East China Sea Dragon Palace, Shen Luo was only in the early stage of True Immortal. How come so much time had passed and he was already a late stage True Immortal cultivator?

When the other monks in the Dragon Palace saw this, their expressions became ugly.

The corner of Shen Luo's mouth twitched slightly. What he wanted was this effect. It would be best if he could rely on the pressure of his own cultivation to let them release him. After all, his purpose of saving the Water Ghoul people had been achieved, and it was not true. He wants to fight to the death with Nanhai Dragon Palace.

"What kind of deception is this?" Ao Qin asked in a cold voice.

"Do you think I'm bluffing?" Shen Luo said coldly.

"Whether it's a cover-up or not, you are just a late-stage True Immortal cultivator. Do you really think I'm afraid of you?" Ao Qin looked at Shen Luo's bone-white arms and said with twinkling eyes.

After saying that, he nodded towards Ao Zhan.

Ao Zhan was afraid of being punished by Ao Qin because he was the one who recruited Shen Luo and the two into the team. After seeing his instructions, a fierce light flashed in his eyes and his blade immediately swept across to chop off Zhu Mangqi's head...

Zhu Mangqi felt a chill on his neck and sighed secretly in his heart: "My life is at an end..."

However, the next moment, Ao Zhan's knife-holding hand froze in place, and a black figure suddenly emerged from its shadow, holding a black ghost knife on his neck.

"When..." Ao Qin was also shocked when he realized what he was doing.

"Let him go." Ghost General Zhao Feiji said coldly.

Ao Zhan suddenly felt a chill on his neck, and goosebumps appeared all over his body, so he had no choice but to move the blade.

Zhu Mangqi didn't react for a moment and was stunned on the spot.

"Let's go." Zhao Feiji shouted.

Zhu Mangqi felt a kick on his butt and staggered forward.

Almost at the same time, two golden dragon claws suddenly came out from the ground, one grabbed Zhao Feiji, and the other grabbed Zhu Mangqi.

Zhao Feiji didn't hesitate at all. He slashed at Ao Zhan's neck with his knife. At the same time, he leaned upward and grabbed his hair with one palm, intending to take off Ao Zhan's head.

"Qiang..."

A series of sparks splashed up, and a golden scale-like pendant hanging around Ao Zhan's neck suddenly lit up and turned into a golden light, blocking his blade.

On the other side, Zhu Mangqi couldn't avoid the sudden appearance of the dragon's claws. Just when he was about to be grabbed and crushed to pieces, Shen Luo's figure passed him, leaned over, and struck the ground with a palm. .

A burst of dazzling golden light erupted from Shen Luo's palm, and a golden dragon's paw print actually condensed into it, colliding with it.

There was a loud explosion, and Zhu Mangqi was immediately knocked out. However, before he landed, he was caught by a tentacle and pulled back.

After he stood firm, he looked at Shen Luo's back, still a little unbelievable for a moment, and murmured: "Ah, I underestimated it, I still underestimated it..."

The sound of explosions in front ended, and Shen Luo and Zhao Feiji stepped back at the same time, standing side by side.

Shen Luo's body turned slightly to the side. The arm that had been burned before was finally no longer numb, but was replaced by heartbreaking pain. The more mana he mobilized, the worse the pain became.

Ao Qin's eyes fell on Shen Luo, and hesitation flashed in his eyes.

At this moment, the surrounding space suddenly shook violently, and an extremely powerful wave of spiritual energy suddenly hit.

When Shen Luo and others felt the power, they were all shocked and looked towards the direction behind the treasure ship.

"Kill them."

Ao Qin shouted sharply, and he jumped into the air and ran straight to the back of the treasure ship.

"You protect them, I'll go over and take a look." Shen Luo hesitated for a moment and said to the ghost general.

"Yes." Zhao Feiji responded and retreated to the seventy-three people of Zhu Mang.

Shen Luo rushed towards the large number of Dragon Palace monks who were chasing them, and waved his finger forward, and dozens of pure Yang flying swords immediately shot out, turning into sword lights, and rushed into the crowd.

The Dragon Palace monks used their magic weapons to resist, but they were unable to compete and were all driven back.

Shen Luo had no intention of entangled with them. After injuring them, he quickly passed between them and chased Ao Qin and his son.

Behind him, the sound of the dragon burial flute soon sounded.

Shen Luo's injured arm was twitching, and the severe pain caused by the flow of mana made him break out in a cold sweat.

But at this moment, he didn't care about his injuries at all, just because he felt the breath from the ancestral dragon in the spiritual power fluctuation that just broke out.

If it was an ordinary thing, he could ignore it, but now that the remnant soul of the ancestral dragon was still living in Ao Hong's body, he had to find out what exactly Ao Qin was looking for this time.

After Shen Luo crossed the treasure ship, he immediately saw that the wall hundreds of feet away in front was covered with fire veins as dense as spider webs, but they were like a tree, concentrating on a strange stone platform on the ground.

The stone platform is shaped like a lotus, with a total of fifteen petals. The petals are crystal clear and show a vermilion color. In the center of the flower's stamens are two winding dragon horns, and the aura of the ancestral dragon clearly emanates from it.

"Ancestral dragon ruler wood, it is indeed ancestor dragon ruler wood!" Ao Qin was already approaching the stone platform. After seeing clearly what was inside, he was so excited that he couldn't control himself and couldn't help shouting repeatedly.

Ao Zhan also had a dry throat and eyes full of surprise.

Over the years, they had worked hard to search for the relics of the ancestral dragon, and today they finally found the most important ancestral dragon, Chimu. How could he not be so excited that he could not speak?

As the old saying goes, a dragon cannot fly into the sky without a foot or a tree.

This does not mean that the dragon cannot fly without the dragon horn, but it shows the importance of this thing to the dragon clan. There are two completely different levels of dragon clan with or without the ruler wood on the head. Moreover, this is the ruler from the ancestral dragon. Wood.

"Why is Zulong's ruler wood here?" Seeing this, Shen Luo was filled with doubts.

While thinking about it, Ao Qin had already arrived in front of the lotus platform. He could only see the two red-gold winding dragon horns in his eyes, and there was no room for anything else.

Without allowing him to think deeply, Ao Qin took action, raised his palm and grabbed the dragon's horn on the lotus platform.