Honghuang: I am the Chaos Pearl, and Hongjun is nothing.

"It seems that, as you said, there is indeed a powerful being in the ancient world. He blocks the secrets of heaven and stirs up the ancient world. The meaning is far-reaching!"

After Di Jun's narration, Lin Yu nodded with a calm expression.

Because, he already knew that after this series of events, there was a strong man. He was probably a powerful chaos god and demon who wanted to make a comeback and obtain the prehistoric Dao Fruit.

Although he didn't know what role Hongjun played in these things, he definitely had planned it for a long time.

In this case, let's play with him and see whether he, Hongjun, is superior in skill, or whether he is better in the Ancient Taoist Temple.

"Ao Xiao, go ahead. It's time for someone else to take charge of Wuliangsihai. Zulong is getting old!"

"Disciple, obey!"

"Emperor Jun, you call up Hongyun, the sky, and combine the power of your four great saints to find out the person behind the scenes and destroy him!"

"If a powerful person appears, I will take action!"

"Disciple, obey!"

Di Jun and Ao Xiao were very excited.

Because it has been a long time since I saw Master take action.

"Ha ha……"

"Zulong, how are you? I'm here, why don't you come over?"

At the same time, there were people in black robes all over the East China Sea.

Endless men in black robes occupy the waters of the East China Sea.

The chilling aura is depressing and suffocating.

There were bursts of thunder in the sky, roaring and exploding.

A tall black-robed man stood in front of all the black-robed men and shouted to Zulong.

"Master, do we want to take action?"

In the vast world of Jie Jiao, he stood in the sky, looking at the black robed man in the East China Sea with a calm expression.

Behind him, Taoist Duobao and all the huffing and puffing disciples stood in the air.

At this moment, Taoist Duobao, the chief of Jiejiao, asked worriedly.

Although he is Daluo Jinxian, he cannot see through the cultivation, appearance, and identity of the densely packed black-robed people. It is as if those black-robed people are the shadow of one person.

At this moment, Tian Tongtian was about to speak when suddenly, a voice resounded in his mind.

"Junior brother has become a saint, act according to the opportunity!"

"My junior brother has actually become a saint? That means it's time for the Dragon Clan to change its dynasty!"

Tongtian smiled slightly and said lightly.

"Look first and then talk!"

But he didn't see that among his disciples, a young man wearing your Xuanhuang Taoist robe actually licked his lips, filled with fiery color, when he looked at the powerful real dragons on the East China Sea.

"who are you?"

Outside, on the East China Sea, Zulong asked with a solemn expression.

Because he simply couldn't see through the level of cultivation of the man in black robe. In front of him, the man in black robe was extremely mysterious. The men in black robes merged into one.

What a weird opponent!

"Who I am is not important. What is important is that you can either dethrone yourself as a saint in exchange for the lives of these sea people, or you can fight with me and be directly killed by me, but then I will still directly devour these sea people. Clan, let your boundless world turn into a dead sea!"

"You are so arrogant. You want my ancestor Long to dethrone himself from the holy throne. You are not worthy!"

"You still want to turn my boundless sea into a dead sea, which is even more wishful thinking!"

"We, the Dragon Clan, are not intimidated. We are upright and aboveboard, but you, hiding yourself in a black robe, hiding your head and tail, what the hell!"

Zu Long couldn't see the opponent's cultivation level, so he could only force him like this, trying to make the man in black robe show his fox tail.

However, he was destined to backfire!

Because the man in black robe took action!

"Since you are not going to surrender, then stop talking nonsense here and die!"

boom!

A withered claw suddenly transformed in the sky, carrying a strong aura of destruction, and came towards the ancestral dragon to suppress it fiercely!

Boom, boom, boom!

What shocked Zulong was that following the brazen attack of the man in black robes, he suddenly discovered that his sea tribesmen had exploded and been completely destroyed.

It was as if the black-robed man's attack was synchronized with the entire East China Sea!

"How can this be?"

Zulong was horrified and hurriedly took out the Ancestral Dragon Seal and struck hard at the withered claws.

clang!

There was a sound of metal collision.

Zulong felt a huge force coming from the sky, and it actually acted directly on him through the Zulong Seal.

He was immediately blasted away fiercely.

With a bang, it hit an island in the East China Sea!

"Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian Third Heaven? Who are you?"

Zulong spurted blood wildly, and flew back with disheveled hair, pointed at the man in black robe, and asked wildly.

Although he is a nondescript saint, where is his vision?

That blow just now, even the former Kunpeng didn't have that kind of power.

It was obvious that the guy in front of him was far more powerful than Kunpeng, and he could only be around the third level of Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian.

He didn't understand. When did such a powerful existence appear in the prehistoric world?

boom!

However, what people didn't expect was that the man in black robe did not speak, but turned on the attack mode.

He punched Zulong with one punch.

It directly blasted Zulong into the deepest part of the East China Sea.

puff!

Zulong spurted out blood again, and what awaited him was still a huge fist.

Just like that, the dignified Ancestral Dragon, the three-corpse saint, was beaten until he screamed in agony, without any room to fight back!

"Haha... Zu Longwu asks you again, do you want me to pull your dragon tendons and dig out your Tao Fruit, or do you want to dethrone yourself as a saint?"

After blasting away the ancestral dragon again, the man in black robe crushed a real dragon from the Hunyuan Golden Fairyland with his bare hands in front of the ancestral dragon.

Such a tragic scene immediately made the ancient gods who were secretly watching the fun suddenly widen their eyes and prepare to take action.

Deceiving too much!

Although the prehistoric times are not peaceful, it is not the turn of a foreigner to act recklessly here!

Especially Tongtian, who had to use the Nine Tribulations Dao Sword and directly pick the man in black robe.

Although the man in black robe is higher in cultivation than him, Tongtian is still not afraid!

Moreover, Hongyun was already eager to try, and planned to take the first step to save the real dragons.

Although these real dragons once laughed at his junior brother, and even persecuted him to the point that the black dragon almost died.

However, after all, they are the same sect of the younger junior brother, and they are also close relatives, so they cannot ignore death.

However, just when they were about to take action, just when Zulong wanted to dethrone himself as a saint to protect the safety of his descendants and to continue the bloodline of the dragon clan.

Hey!

Suddenly, in the prehistoric world, a loud dragon roar echoed through the sky.

It immediately shook the sky and made the sky tremble, and the wind and clouds surged wildly.

Countless creatures trembled.

Zu Long was stunned on the spot.

Dragon roar?

And extremely high-pitched?

Which junior will it be?

But soon his expression changed dramatically, and he stood up unsteadily, shouting in the direction of the sound. His original intention was, don't come over, and leave quickly.

However, when he saw the vision at the end of the sky and a real dragon, he opened his mouth wide, eyes widened, and couldn't scream anymore!

"That's the twelve-clawed divine dragon?!"