Honghuang: My clone Buzhou Mountain

Seeing that Tianyuan didn't say anything, none of the dragons in the field dared to say anything.

Yinglong, who had escaped, looked at the Qiong in the air with a little palpitation, and stood quietly beside Zhulong.

The flickering light in the air had faded, and the space was blocked by the tall body of Qiong, so he couldn't leave here at all.

Now the fate of the dragons all depended on this stone man who suddenly appeared.

Like many other dragons in the field, Yinglong was also full of doubts.

They had heard a little about the fierce beast Qiong before, but it was unbelievable that a mere stone man could cultivate to such a level.

The air began to become heavy, and all the dragons dared not breathe, and their eyes kept moving on Qiong and Tianyuan.

After a long time, Zhulong couldn't help but speak: "I am Zhulong of the dragon clan, meet you, fellow Taoist!"

The atmosphere in the field was too depressing, and he was a little worried that his clansmen couldn't stand it and bumped into the stone man who suddenly jumped out.

Unfortunately, the stone man in the sky still did not reply, but Hou slightly lowered his head and looked over.

That cold gaze made Zhulong feel sad.

In the Longhan Calamity, he, Zhulong, was such a powerful existence, and his Taoism was only second to Zulong.

He had fought Yuanfeng and Shiqilin, and was famous, but now he was underestimated.

He did not dare to have any dissatisfaction with the pressure that was faintly dissipated in the air.

If he angered the other party, all the dragons might be buried in Hou's mouth.

The dragons were no longer the dragons of the past, and he was no longer the famous Zhulong of the dragons of the past.

There were dragons around who were not surprised, but no one dared to say anything.

"Wait here, don't mess around!" Tianyuan ignored the dragons in the air, and gave Hou a few instructions, and then jumped into the void below.

This is the ancestral vein of the northern land, and there are also many corpses of fierce beasts.

With two snorts, the Qiong lay in the air in boredom.

Having seen a series of changes in the consciousness space of Mount Buzhou, Qiong dared not overstep the boundaries of its master, Tianyuan.

Qiong looked indifferent, but many dragons in the field shrank in their hearts.

This beast in front of them was a fierce beast, and the key was that its Taoism was so powerful. If it messed up, they would be the ones to suffer.

Zhulong was panicked, but before he could say anything, the stone man disappeared in the air.

Immediately, the dragons straightened their bodies and looked nervously at the fierce beast Qiong with half-closed eyes in the air, fearing that the other party would suddenly fall.

Under the stone pillars standing in the void, there was a strong will, and inside was the ancestral vein of the northern land.

Tianyuan had a strong will overflowing from his body and began to slowly swing around.

In an instant, a large formation appeared in the void in front of him, and stone pillars could be vaguely seen standing on it.

Just a glance, Tianyuan's eyes flashed with a strange look.

Taking the northern ancestral vein as the core of the formation, many dragons directly locked the northern ground veins.

And because of the power of the soul, Zhulong and other dragons have already merged with the water.

The person who arranged this formation is really amazing. The dragons suppressed the water in the north and also locked themselves here.

It was the dragons themselves who trapped the dragons here.

It's a pity that there is no way to communicate the will, even Zhulong doesn't know the reason.

Tianyuan doesn't know if this is Hongjun's method, but he doesn't care much.

On the outstretched hands, there is a will, and it quickly swings towards the formation in front of him, and immediately the stone pillars are shining.

At the first time, Zhulong and other dragons above discovered the changes in the stone pillars.

"Ancestor! This stone pillar?"

"Someone is destroying the guarding formation!"

A series of exclamations exploded, and all the dragons were panicked.

Although it is dark here and they have to suffer from the pain of their souls from time to time, they are all willing to do it for the sake of the entire tribe.

Guarding the water in the north to reduce the karma of the dragon clan will benefit the entire tribe.

If the formation is destroyed, the waves under the swamp will sweep across the northern land. How can the dragon clan eliminate their sins?

At this moment, even Zhulong shouted in panic: "Brother! Don't break the formation! This is the responsibility of our dragon clan!"

He is not afraid of death, but just keeps his body to reduce the karma of the dragon clan.

Once the formation collapses, the dragon clan may also be implicated, and the karma shrouding them will become more terrifying.

However, due to the limitations of the iron chains, they can only shout helplessly, and Tianyuan did not respond at all.

The fierce beast lying in the air glanced at the void below, and also ignored the many dragon clans who were shouting.

Yinglong, who was waiting on the scene, looked uneasy, glanced at Zhulong next to him, and wanted to fly down. Unexpectedly, a powerful aura enveloped his head, and he couldn't move at all.

Feeling such a vast power, Yinglong felt bitter in his heart.

Their dragon clan was the former overlord of the prehistoric world. They had only guarded this place for a period of time, and so many powerful people appeared in the prehistoric world.

This terrifying power was even more exaggerated than that of the former ancestor dragon.

"Break!"

Yinglong, who was shocked and angry, heard a slight surprise from below, and immediately heard a dense cracking sound in his ears.

It's over!

Amid the sounds that came one after another, many stone pillars were covered with dense cracks.

The iron chain that locked them also shook slightly, turning into the most direct Dao pattern flashing, and was also covered with cracks.

With the explosion of bangs, the Dao pattern collapsed, and many stone pillars standing in the air were also shattered on the spot.

The chains that had bound them for countless years broke, and the dragon clan who escaped from the trap did not feel happy. Their eyes were dim and their expressions became confused.

For the sake of the entire tribe, their mission is to suppress the water in the north, but now it has been directly destroyed.

The dragon clan has killed too many people and is entangled in karma. In addition to suppressing the water in the north, what other ways can they use to atone for their sins?

The figures paralyzed in the air had empty eyes.

Just at this moment, there was a rustling sound below, and Zhulong came back to his senses from this sudden change.

Although the formation was broken, they were still there, and they still needed to fulfill this mission.

"Quick! We will use our flesh and blood to shock the water in the north!"

After saying this, Zhulong raised his head to the sky and roared a dragon. He ignored the fierce beast in the air and jumped down to escape.

Many dragons around, regardless of life and death, wanted to suppress the water with their flesh.

"Ignorance!"

A cold shout exploded in the void, and Zhulong and others trembled all over, standing in the air in fear.

A powerful momentum surged up below, accompanied by an extremely familiar wave.

The breath was very similar to the chains that bound them. No wonder the other party easily broke this formation and even lifted their seal.

This stone man actually had such means. What was his origin?

He had been guarding here for a long time, but there was no reason why he had not heard any information about the other party before.

The many dragons who were suspicious in their hearts did not wait to think about it, and looked down in shock.

A not-so-tall figure was lifted up by layers of waves.

The waves exuded a mysterious breath, tightly surrounding the stone man, full of spirituality.

And below the water column, they saw a one-meter-sized golden source.