Martial arts: Stealthy martial arts at the beginning

"You said, could it be that the Black Dragon Clan came to the Sanctuary?

Has the genius in your clan lost, or died? "

An old man in a golden robe glanced at everyone and said in a concentrated voice.

Hearing this, the old leader of the other group immediately stood up.

His beard and hair are all purple-gold, and his aura has reached the realm of an emperor.

He looked at the golden-robed old man, and said in a deep voice, "News from the Zijin Dragon Clan branch."

"The ancestral dragon marrow of Ao Daoqing, the daughter of the patriarch, was demolished, and we asked our main clan to help find her;
Do you think you will..."

His face was extremely ugly, after all, returning to the ancestral dragon marrow is extremely important.

If the black dragon family of the dragon family is allowed to obtain it, the consequences will be very serious.

However, before he could finish speaking, the golden robed old man interrupted him.

The old man in the golden robe waved his hand and said in a deep voice, "No."

"In the remaining breath, there is no breath of Zijin Dragon Clan;

Moreover, the dark law of this ancestral dragon breath is relatively heavy, it should be an ancestral black dragon;

As for the aura of the golden dragon, it has an ancient aura;

Therefore, this is very likely to be a mutant ancestor dragon that has never appeared in the dragon race. "

As he spoke, the golden-cloaked old man's expression became a little dignified.

The old man with purple-gold beard frowned and said in a deep voice, "Then what should we do?"

"Such an ancestor dragon, I am afraid it will affect the orthodox status of the dragon clan!"

The Dragon Clan has always been orthodox with the Golden Dragon, and the Zijin Dragon Clan is even more on par.

As the Zijin Dragon Clan who is also a mutation, he still respects the leader of the Jinlong Clan.

It's just that the sudden appearance of more mutated ancestral dragons made him feel a little unstable.

"Hmph, as long as he can step into the Dao realm, so what if the orthodoxy is handed over to him?

This mutant dragon has just returned to its ancestors, and its bloodline is extremely pure;
If possible, the emperor would like to marry the younger generation of the clan with him. "

The old man in the golden robe pondered for a while before speaking of his plan.

Hearing this, the old man with purple gold beard and hair narrowed his eyes, secretly thinking that this old guy has a good plan!
The others also narrowed their eyes slightly, and began to think about the words of the old man in the golden robe.

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On the other side, Duanlang returned to the Shenzhou Killer headquarters again.

He knew that Ao Dingrun had been following behind him, but he had no time to pay attention.

The bones of the ancestral dragon strengthened his physical body again, and he has entered the innate realm.

The perfect law of power gave him the feeling of smashing the sky with a punch.

It's just that he doesn't have time now to try the power of the perfect power law.

There is too much law power in the ancestral dragon's skeleton, and he would have to spend at least tens of billions of top-grade immortal (magic) crystals to fuse it.

Fortunately, the resources given by Huang Hua and Shenjiu have already exceeded tens of billions.

He was sitting cross-legged at this moment, frantically fusing the power of these laws.

"Ding, congratulations to the host's black gold rule...

Congratulations to the success of the host ice law...

Congratulations to the success of the host corruption law...

Congratulations to the success of the host black mist law...

Congratulations to the success of the host illusion law...

Congratulations to the success of the host water system law, and congratulations on comprehending the water system domain...

Congratulations to the host for comprehending the space domain...

Congratulations to the host for comprehending the Great Darkness Technique and reaching a small level...

Congratulations to the host for comprehending the Great Extermination Technique and reaching a small level..."

One law after another surrounds Duanlang, making him feel a little dizzy for a while!

It's just that he didn't dare to be careless. If he doesn't understand at this time, there will be no next time.

Without any hesitation, he said in a deep voice: "Integrate the power of the law into the law of darkness and chaos and the law of elemental chaos!"

"Integrate the Great Darkness Technique, the Great Killing Technique, the Great Soul Technique, and the Great Healing Technique..."

[Ding, congratulations to the host for successful fusion, the law of darkness and chaos is complete;
Congratulations to the host, the law of elemental chaos is complete;
Ding, the fusion is successful, congratulations to the host for comprehending the new Dao law;
Congratulations to the host for comprehending the Great Chaos Art and raising his realm to the entry level! ]
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"Has your god master come out?"

Three years later, Long Yanyun walked outside Duanlang's room, looked at the maid beside him and said.

In three years, the ancestral dragon marrow on her body has already become extremely suitable.

In addition, she has the cultivation experience of her previous life and the talent of Ao Xueer's physical body.

Her cultivation at this time has reached the late stage of the fourth level of the Emperor Realm.

She is sure that she will break through to the emperor within a year.

If Duanlang's pill was supported, she might have broken through long ago.

It's just that Duanlang didn't know what happened, but he actually retreated for three full years!
"Miss Ao, the God Master has never come out." The maid shook her head with respect on her face.

The fourth level of Emperor Realm is still very rare in China.

Except three years ago, a man named 'Lu Ren Ding' joined Shenzhou.

Since then, Shenzhou has a record of assassinating emperors.

"Haven't come out yet? Could it be dead inside?" Long Yanyun frowned and said in a deep voice.

Not to mention, I haven't seen Duanlang for three years, and I miss him a little.

A monk retreats once, which is common in 800 years. This is the first time she feels that it has been too long.

As soon as she finished speaking, the door creaked open.

Hearing this, a smile appeared on Long Yanyun's face, and he immediately looked sideways.

"I haven't seen you in just three years, and you actually started to curse me to death;
Long Yanyun, ah, Long Yanyun, they all say that love grows after a long time, why doesn't it seem to work for you? "

Duanlang's whole body was like a layer of chaos, which he could see but couldn't see clearly.

"Participate in the God Master!" Seeing this, the maid at the side quickly bowed down and said respectfully.

Duanlang smiled and waved his hand.

Long Yanyun raised her brows and asked curiously, "What is your cultivation level now?"

She was already at the late stage of the fourth level of the Emperor Realm, and she still couldn't see through Duanlang.

Moreover, she felt an invisible coercion from Duanlang.

She knew that this was not released by Duanlang, but the momentum from within.

"It's just breaking through a realm, it's not worth mentioning." Duanlang shook his head and said with a light smile:
"It's you, the changes in just three years make me a little unbelievable."

Hearing Duanlang's words, Long Yanyun snorted coldly: "Don't talk about pulling down."

"I need the acquired elixir to break through the emperor, please lend me two."

As she spoke, she stretched out her hand in front of Duanlang.

She knew that as long as she spoke, Duanlang would definitely give it.

"Don't borrow!"

However, Duanlang's non-excuse words directly confused her.

Long Yanyun stared, and lost his voice: "Why?"

"Don't worry, I will return everything you borrowed."

At this moment, Duanlang suddenly grabbed her hand with his backhand.

Long Yanyun immediately withdrew his hand, but found that Duanlang's grasp was motionless.

Seeing this, the maid at the side quickly leaned back and quickly disappeared in place.

"What are you doing? Let go!"

The corners of Duanlang's mouth raised slightly, revealing a wicked smile.

He grasped the soft and silky hand, and slightly moved it.

Long Yanyun's pupils shrank, and he fell into Duanlang's arms involuntarily.

"Long Yanyun, it's been three years, and you still want to escape from the palm of my seat?"