Prehistoric: Opening Awakening Hongmeng Painting Saint System

"Roar!"

There was another heaven-shattering dragon chant, the giant dragon broke through the ground completely, and its tens of thousands of feet appeared in the sky on the spot!
"Candle Dragon!"

Among the countless spiritual senses gathered here, there are many people with profound knowledge who recognized the origin of the giant dragon on the spot.

As for the dragon clan among the three ancient clans, when the giant dragon appeared, they all fell to their knees and worshiped.

Dragon chant came out of the mouth one after another, as if welcoming the return of a king.

In their voices, there is awe and worship from the depths of the soul.

When the giant dragon stretched its body, a memory picture inherited from the bloodline appeared in the pupils of all the dragons.

In the endless purgatory world, the sky is filled with endless blood.

The earth is full of endless killings and crimes. It was the final battle of the three major races in the final battle of the Long Han Dynasty.

The three top powerhouses Zulong, Yuanfeng, and Shiqilin fought each other.

At the same time, there is another giant dragon constantly plundering the lives of the other two races in the world.

This giant dragon is the Candle Dragon, and the entire dragon clan is second only to the powerhouse of the Ancestral Dragon.

In fact, if the light on Zulong's body was not too dazzling, Zhulong would be no worse than Yuanfeng Shiqilin.

The scene in the memory changes suddenly, and the three Zulong who are fighting are sanctioned by the heaven. Only Zhulong takes the opportunity to escape the disaster of the heaven and sneak into the earth to save his life.

After a long time, Candle Dragon finally appeared above the sky again.

However, shortly after the candle dragon appeared, there was a faint thundercloud gathering in the sky, mixed with a terrifying and strange aura.

It seems that Tiandao wants to kill Zhulong who escaped by chance again.

Fortunately for the entire Dragon Clan, the vision only lasted for a few breaths, and then disappeared quickly, as if nothing had ever happened.

Zhulong stared at the sky, his huge pupils were full of murderous aura, and then an unexpected scene happened.

I saw Zhulong roaring towards the sky, and then spit out words.

"What kind of shit!"

"It's just Hongjun's lackey!"

"Back then, if Zulong and others were afraid of seeing the Dao, otherwise would there be a catastrophe from heaven?"

There was a terrifying anger in Zhulong's voice, as if he was going to directly kill 36 Chongtian in the next moment.

Rumble!
There was a roar of thunder in the sky. Although there was no thunder falling, it was quite shocking.

Seeing this, Zhulong hummed coldly, and immediately ignored it.

Countless Taoists watched Zhulong's every move, and their hearts were already horrified.

"This old dragon is still as popular as it was back then, and now it's Xianting's turn to suffer."

Seeing Candle Dragon's incomparably magnificent momentum, many divine senses who watched the battle showed gloating intentions.

After all, they can't understand Xianting's domineering style.

Zhulong no longer paid attention to the sky, and the aura also dissipated, and the thunder cloud instantly disappeared.

"If you dare to slaughter our people, you will be punished for your crime!"

Zhulong's eyes swept across the vast land, looking at the billions of dead and injured sons and grandsons of the dragon, and immediately understood the current situation.

The monstrous rage grew in the huge pupils, the dragon's breath was like the flames of purgatory, and the terrifying high temperature distorted the surrounding space.

At this time, Prince Dong and the others came to their senses, looking at the huge monster in the sky, their eyes were filled with horror.

"Why is this old dragon still alive?!"

The Eastern Prince cursed angrily in his heart.

He was born in the early years of the prehistoric period, and he naturally witnessed the first catastrophe of the Dragon and Han Dynasty that stirred up the whole world.

He is very clear about the strength of Zhulong.

That was a super strong man who had already possessed the peak Da Luo's cultivation level in the prehistoric and immemorial years.

Duke Dong didn't think much about it, and ignored the still-dead Dragon Clan patriarch in front of him, and directly wanted to run behind the billions of Immortal Court's army.

"Old Ancestor, this person is the source of the dragon clan's catastrophe, please behead him quickly!"

The patriarch of the dragon clan supported his body and shouted loudly towards the candle dragon in the sky.

In an instant, Zhulong's body moved with the wind, blocking the way of Duke Dong on the spot!

"die!"

There was a violent shout from Zhulong's mouth, and an extremely hot dragon's breath blocked all the escape routes of the Eastern Prince.

Then released a terrifying light beam containing the power of annihilation, intending to destroy the Eastern Prince directly.

"Brothers, hurry up and save me!"

Dong Wanggong is no match for Zhulong, he has completely lost his fighting spirit just by meeting him, so he can only call for help at this moment.

When hundreds of Da Luo Jinxian saw this, hesitation appeared in their eyes for a moment.

But soon they unleashed their peak strikes and headed straight for Zhulong.

Although Zhulong is strong, he is alone after all. There are hundreds of Daluo Jinxians in Xianting, how can he be afraid of Zhulong alone?
This is almost the inner thought of all the strong people present.

Unexpectedly, they still underestimated Zhulong's means after all.

Despite the attacks from all over the sky, Zhulong not only did not dodge at all, but chose to bear it with his tens of thousands of feet of physical body.

As for Duke Dong, without any protection, he was hit by the candle dragon's beam, and most of his body collapsed on the spot!
"what!"

Dong Wanggong's heart-piercing screams spread throughout the world.

All the big Luo Jinxians in Xianting took a breath.

"Fellow daoists, don't panic. Gather the strength of us and others. I don't believe that it can continue to resist today!"

Soon Da Luo Jinxian came to his senses, and once again united with the rest of the powerhouses to make a move.

Not long after, the attacks continued to fall all over the sky, and there was a continuous roaring sound from the body of Candle Dragon.

After all, Candle Dragon did not really cross the bottleneck of the holy realm. After dozens of breaths, he had to put away the avatar of the tens of thousands of feet of the dragon.

Just at this time, there was another deafening roar in the sky.

"Eastern prince, old dog, what are you!"

"Dare to call yourself the head of all immortals, have you asked your master Kunpeng yet?"

A super storm with a radius of more than one million miles immediately appeared in everyone's sight.

Whether it was the three ancient clans, the army of the Immortal Court, or the cultivators of the Daluo Golden Immortals, they were all dumbfounded the moment they saw the storm coming.

After a few breaths, as the super storm approached, a huge figure suddenly appeared in front of everyone.

The person who came was Kunpeng!

"This person has such a cultivation level?"

A group of Da Luo Jinxian's cultivators looked at Kunpeng's real body, with expressions of suspicion in their eyes!